What should I do if the avatar is getting more and more cute?

Song Ling got back into the car, his breath stuck in his chest, he couldn't get up and down, and shut himself in place.

Zhou Qingluo: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Ling gritted his teeth: "I think I'm sick."

Zhou Qingluo was stunned for a full two seconds, unable to speak, "...Aren't you cured of your illness?"

Song Ling glanced at Zhou Qingluo, with a faint smile, "I think it's better to be sick."

Zhou Qingluo: "...Do you have any sequelae?"

Song Ling smiled, he admired Cui Zi, but in the past, he would not feel owed for taking advantage of Cui Zi, nor would he have made this trip for her, and he would not have worried that she would not be able to accept the fact for a while and completely collapse.

He took out his mobile phone and called Cui Zi.

Soon, Cui Zi picked it up.

Before Cui Zi could speak, Song Ling opened his mouth first: "Stop running around for Jiang Shiyan. I was the one who bought your matcha mousse cake back then, and I was the one who posted the promotion on Weibo. I see everything about you Be shrewd and don't have to be obsessed with it."

After Song Ling finished speaking, he quietly waited for the other party to answer.

After waiting for a long time, the other end didn't speak, as if he had suffered some terrible blow.

Song Ling hung up the phone directly, let out a sigh of relief, turned his head, and saw Zhou Qingluo staring at him dumbfounded.

Song Ling: "What?"

Zhou Qingluo blinked quickly: "You were the one who promoted the cake shop back then?"

"correct."

"Cui Zi doesn't know either?"

"Should know by now."

Zhou Qingluo rubbed his face fiercely, and uttered an obscenity: "Damn!"

Zhou Qingluo thought that he was entrusted by Cui Zi to go to Jiang Shiyan like a virgin Mary, and he said that Jiang Shiyan was also a warm person...

It turned out to be an oolong? !

Zhou Qingluo thought to himself, there is no one with severe cerebral palsy who can't do such a weird thing.

Cui Zi is a fool, and he is also a fool.

Zhou Qingluo said angrily, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Song Ling was cautious even in his tone: "You didn't seem to ask me."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." It seems to make sense.

Only Song Ling and Jiang Shiyan knew about this matter, and he only heard what Cui Zi said, and Cui Zi was nothing more than listening to Jiang Shiyan's fooling around.

"If I don't ask, you won't tell?"

"I think it's just a little effort, I didn't take this matter to heart, and Cui Zi never mentioned it to me. I didn't know that she took this matter to her heart for so long until yesterday."

"Then why didn't you tell her directly yesterday?"

"I'm afraid that she will collapse when she finds out the truth. Look at her crying like that when she found out that the oath was plagiarized. If she knows that she has thanked the wrong person for so many years, what should she do if she jumped off the building?"

"..." I was speechless.

Zhou Qingluo doesn't quite understand the mentality of chasing stars, but Cui Zi has loved and vowed to love her for so many years, so she can't accept such a bizarre thing so easily.

So when Cui Zi came to look for him, he also wanted to help her, so he stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Shiyan.

The result turned out to be an oolong.

This Jiang Shiyan is not worthy of being liked by so many people.

Zhou Qingluo's cell phone ding-dong, it was Cui Zi's message.

[Cui Zi]: Qing Luo, I'm sorry, I made you feel embarrassed by asking you to persuade Mr. Song.

Zhou Qingluo kept staring at the phone screen, not knowing how to reply.

Song Ling asked: "Who's information has been read for so long?"

Zhou Qingluo showed it to him.

Song Ling pursed her lips and did not speak.

Zhou Qingluo returned a text message to Cui Zi.

[Three Greens and Three Each]: It's okay, are you okay?

[Cui Zi]: My mother was really difficult that year, so I always remember his kindness, and I don't want Mr. Song to target him, forgetting that the victim of this incident is actually you, I'm sorry.

[Cui Zi]: Jiang Shiyan is getting more and more extreme, I have been carrying the moral shackles, and now I am finally free, thank you.

Song Ling looked at Cui Zi's text message, hooked the corners of his mouth, and snorted, "It's pretty strong, it hasn't collapsed yet."

Zhou Qingluo stared at the words 'moral shackles', turned his head to look at Song Ling, and asked solemnly: "Then Jiang Shiyan saved you, do you have moral shackles?"

Song Ling thought for a while, and answered seriously: "No, I am grateful to him, but I will not compromise for this, and always put him first, but I mistakenly regarded him as a good person before, so I did those outrageous things, Qing Luo , do you trust me?"

Zhou Qingluo nodded, "Well, I believe you."

Song Ling breathed a sigh of relief and laughed, "I'll clarify now, you are the most important."

"it is good."

Song Ling is on [. ]'s Weibo, posted a link.

【. 】: Live broadcast in half an hour.

As soon as Song Ling's Weibo was posted, those sharp-eyed melon eaters rushed over from all directions.

After all, this matter on the Internet has reached a fever pitch.

In just a few minutes, the live broadcast room was crowded with tens of thousands of people.

Zhou Qingluo was shocked: "I didn't expect that the small period is actually a small internet celebrity."

"The live broadcast will become even more popular in a while."

"Oh? You still have special live streaming skills?"

"Without him, Shuaier."

"..."

"Do you want to say a few words in a while?"

"also."

"Then we make an official announcement."

"..."

In just half an hour, almost 10 people had crowded into the live broadcast room. Song Ling adjusted the camera position and was ready to start.

Zhou Qingluo: "I didn't expect you to be quite skilled."

"This thing is not difficult."

Well, you are smart and you are powerful.

When the time came, Song Ling turned on the camera, stared at the camera with a blank face and did not speak.

The barrage is full of question marks, occasionally with a few words sandwiched between them.

【stuck? 】

[Fucking handsome is really handsome, ruffian is also really ruffian, and bad is also really bad. 】

Zhou Qingluo reminded him in a low voice: "Speak."

Song Ling said coldly: "I am the full stop of Chenxing.com. I have been coloring the oath for so many years. I apologize for my behavior and for helping the oath to conceal the plagiarism. Weibo account, and donate all comic income, including the same amount of copyright income as the oath, to the charitable foundation. It is important to emphasize that Sange is not an oath, Sange is not an oath, and Sange is not an oath. Do you have any comments? .”

Zhou Qingluo: "..." It's obviously an apology, why does it feel like the boss is in a meeting?

Netizens probably had the same idea as him, so the barrage was quiet for a second, and then went crazy.

[There is an illusion of entering the conference room. 】

[This is the first time I've seen such an apologetic apology. 】

[Only I want to know how much the oath manga earns? 】

[Is it just me who wants to know the contact information of my little brother? 】

[Little brother, how old do you have a girlfriend? What do you think I can do? 】

[Three are not vows?So who are the three? 】

Song Ling didn't watch these barrages, but he was still a well-known anchor, but Zhou Qingluo had good eyesight, so he peeped at his barrages with relish.

Song Ling blinked his eyes, looked at the beautiful Zhou Qingluo, and slightly twitched the corners of his mouth.

This move was seen by sharp-eyed netizens.

[Fuck!He is laughing!Who is making trouble? 】

[Can the camera be a little bit off?Is there anything we can't see. 】

Zhou Qingluo quickly retracted the co-pilot, suggesting to him: "Interact with netizens."

Song Ling raised his eyebrows and started business.

"Who is Sange? Sange is my sweetheart."

"Of course it's a boyfriend."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." Who wants you to say this! !

The barrage is very uniform [Fuck].

"Would Sange be angry if he held such an oath before? Of course, he loves me so much, but now we are reconciled, but the price is that we are now in a long-distance relationship."

Zhou Qingluo mouthed him, "I'm not angry!"

Song Ling turned his head and glanced at Zhou Qingluo: "He said he wasn't angry."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." Nearly 100 million people now know that he is sitting in Song Ling's co-pilot.

"What do Sange like? Sange likes me."

"What do I like about Sange? I like everything about him."

"Where did Sange and I go? In this life, he is absolutely necessary."

"Don't follow me, I don't need fans, I only need one of three."

Zhou Qingluo felt that Song Ling had picked off his old face and threw it on the ground to rub against it. He refused to answer so many questions.

It was obviously a live broadcast of an apology, but he turned it into an emotional exchange.

It's a pity that Song Ling doesn't want to be an emotional blogger.

He regretted letting Song Ling interact with netizens.

Zhou Qingluo had no choice but to tell him to stop, telling him to download the broadcast quickly.

Song Ling: "My apology ends here."

Netizens are boiling.

[Sange, we know you are by our side, come out! 】

[What kind of a man is he? 】

[I guess it looks ugly! 】

With one or two rhythmic ones, netizens began to brush [What kind of man].

No man can stand what kind of man others call him.

Zhou Qingluo took Song Ling's cell phone, patted his face, snorted coldly, and said half-jokingly: "Look, is the master a man?"

[Holy shit, handsome. 】

[Handsome. 】

[These days, handsome guys like handsome guys. 】

Zhou Qingluo gave the netizens a little buffer time before starting the business.

"Hello everyone, I'm Sange," Zhou Qingluo called out the background of Chenxing.com, "It's genuine Sange, but I can't prove that I am not an oath, I am me, and I am not someone else. There is no way to prove it."

Zhou Qingluo clarified his point, but the focus of netizens was not on this, but clamoring for the two to be in the same frame.

But Zhou Qingluo turned a blind eye and continued to explain.

"Chenxing.com will clarify for everyone at that time, and I have also reported to the police. If there is any news, it will be announced online as soon as possible. Please eat melon rationally."

【Am I the only one who discovered his little brother who painted for the orphanage? 】

[Yes, yes, I saw his interview video last time, I died laughing]

[May I ask which welfare home it is!I'm going to see the painting! 】

【Truth, Goodness and Beauty in Qingling City】

[There are also welfare homes in Shancheng]

[There is also an underground garage for the sale car playground]

[There are also many parks, which they drew together! 】

[Blindly spy two people in Qingling. 】

Zhou Qingluo: "...Thank you for your attention, and the follow-up progress will be announced on Weibo in time."

After Zhou Qingluo finished speaking, he downloaded the broadcast, leaving behind a group of netizens who were obsessed with eating melons.

Song Ling asked him proudly: "How is it? My first live broadcast was not bad."

Zhou Qingluo was speechless: "I told you to interact with netizens, that's not how it works. The theme of your live broadcast this time is an apology. You should answer some questions about apology. It's off topic."

"They didn't ask."

"Why didn't you ask, there are so many questions."

Song Ling said boldly: "Oh, yes, then I didn't see it, I only saw your name."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

"I don't have any experience in live broadcasting, so pay attention next time."

"..."

"But you didn't answer the question in the live broadcast. Obviously, the netizens asked you where we are, and you asked us to kiss each other, but you ignored it."

Zhou Qingluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, that's all, if he didn't flirt, he wouldn't be Song Ling.

"However, dear, how can I let them see it? I can only watch Qing Luo blushing with shame and wanting to stop."

"..."