Sick big boss's palm is petted and milky

At first, Huang Jinye was thinking about whether he had used too much force last night, and he had injured people all over his body.

But looking at the screen full: "Hani, mom loves you", "Harney husband, give me a kiss", "I am the plaster on Hani's waist", "Baby Hani, hello"...

Huang Jinye's face was covered with black lines.

Suddenly someone swiped a rocket in the live broadcast room, briefly covering the live broadcast page.

Huang Jinye raised his left eyebrow slightly.

After thinking for three seconds, Huang Jinye swiped 1000 rockets in a row.

These 1000 rockets lined up to launch, perfectly blocked the page of the live broadcast room, and also happened to block the hot dance of all Troy members.

"My baby." The man looked at the rockets on the screen, "It's not yours. No peeping is allowed."

The audience in the live broadcast room at this time:? ?

[What's the situation?I want to watch Hani, this annoying little waist dancer, not watch the rocket blowing up the screen]

[Boss, this is, brushed 1000 rockets]

[Hello big brother, I am your long-lost daughter. 】

……

After the opening dance, all members of Troy were called into No. 01 dressing room.

"What's the matter with you? Can you be a bit of an idol? How can you make a gang fight? Do you think you are street punks? Huh?"

"The person behind Luo Yanglu is Huang Jinye, Huang Jinye! It's not a matter of minutes to kill someone? Are you kicked by a donkey to provoke him?"

"If he wants to hit the little girl, let him hit it, and you can just pretend you didn't see it, and you are selectively deaf?" The manager, Old Wu, was about to cry.

Troy is in the midst of a rising period. He just signed a variety show two days ago. It seems that he has to pay liquidated damages.

Several members of the group were silent, either sitting or standing.

"Is it really that serious? I don't see any news on the Internet." Su Yan looked at the Internet.

"It's not that serious? Do you know that when you were dancing just now, at 1 minute and 31 seconds, Huang Jinye came off the stage in person and directly blocked your webcast!"

"No matter how good you dance, what's the use? Millions of viewers can't see anything!" Old Wu was so angry:

"This is not the most troublesome thing. The most troublesome thing is that you have also implicated the subsequent programs. The second and third programs are also blocked from the screen..."

Su Yan listened silently, sitting quietly in the corner alone.

The teenager took out his mobile phone from the paper bag that contained his clothes and turned it on.

"Sorry, I'm going out to answer the phone." Su Yan carried the paper bag, made sure that the men's room was empty, and quickly went in, found a cubicle and locked himself in it.

He wanted to ask what Huang Jinye was thinking.

"Hello." Su Yan choked out his soft voice.

"I have nothing to do with Luo Yanglu, I don't know him." A man spoke faster on the other end of the phone.

Su Yan was taken aback...

He didn't expect Huang Jinye to answer so simply.

"Where are you now?" Huang Jinye asked.

Listening to the mellow voice, Su Yan said softly, "Of course I'm home."

"doing what?"

Su Yan: "I'm watching the webcast of Imperial TV Station."

The other end of the phone thought for a moment.

"Then what do you think of tonight's live broadcast?" Huang Jinye's tone was playful.

Su Yan guessed that the dog man was trying to find out if he was really watching the live broadcast.

"I think..." Su Yan said in a coquettish voice, "The dance of the first Troy boy group was so good, but halfway through the dance, it was blocked by some bastard."

"Heh." The man let out a pleasant laugh.

"I also think it looks good, so I bought 1000 rockets."