After crossing, I became the sweet pastry of the wealthy

At lunch time the next day, Song Jin'an started the live broadcast with his own live account.But I used Fu Chengwang's computer.

Ten minutes before the start of the live broadcast, Fu Chengwang even used his Weibo to advertise for Song Jin'an.

I posted a link, saying that the child is going to broadcast live, and everyone is welcome to watch.

Everyone in the company also received the news that Madam was going to broadcast live, and one by one rushed into the cafeteria to eat, and they also rushed to use the microwave ovens that they brought.

The moment Song Jin'an's live broadcast room opened, more than 60 people poured in.He already knew how to read the number of people, and was immediately taken aback by the number.

He hurriedly looked at Fu Chengwang who was opening the packing box: "Fu Chengwang! There are so many people!"

Fu Chengwang looked at his mobile phone and said, "It's not enough, Ning Ning is so good, more people should see you."

"Oh, take your time, I'm content with people looking at me, not to mention so many."

"Okay, you have the final say, let's eat this first." Fu Chengwang was full of doting eyes, and handed him the mashed potatoes in his hand.Song Jin'an said he wanted to eat KFC, but he couldn't eat it yesterday, so he ordered a big table today to compensate him.

Song Jin'an took a bite, and then smiled and greeted the audience in the live broadcast room: "Hi, I'm Song Jin'an. I can't play the piano or draw today, because I'm in Fu Chengwang's company, and there are no preparations for those. thing."

He stopped talking, tilted his head and asked, "You probably don't know Fu Chengwang, right? I'm not right to say that. I'm in someone else's company. I'll draw tomorrow."

【Hahaha, what a joke!Who doesn't know Fu Chengwang! 】

[I think everyone who surfs the Internet knows him, he is the dream of 13 billion boys and girls! 】

Song Jin'an couldn't understand, so he turned his suspicious eyes to Fu Chengwang.Fu Chengwang was always paying attention to his movements, seeing this, he just said: "Don't worry, you just need to know that they all know me."

"Oh, why then? Are you a famous person?"

"That's it."

The live broadcast room listened to what the two said, and they all laughed.

[More than famous!How come Xiao An'an doesn't even know that your husband is famous? 】

[Many of us came from his Weibo, do you think he is famous. 】

Song Jin'an became more and more confused. There is so much modern knowledge, and he couldn't understand most of what they said.

"Fu Chengwang, what does husband mean?"

Fu Chengwang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, pretending not to hear clearly: "What do you mean by what you said?"

"husband……"

"Yeah." Fu Chengwang's low-pitched laugh came over, making Song Jin'an's ears itchy.

"Huh?" What is he huh?

"I'll tell you later, you don't need to know now." Fu Chengwang said solemnly.

"Okay." He said that Song Jin'an believed it, and asked, "Then what is Weibo?"

【Ahhh!Why is Mr. Fu like this!Routine family, Xiao An'an! 】

【Oh my God! !Forget me sweet! 】

[Kill me and add to the fun for them!But give me some brains to continue cracking candies! 】

[Oh my god!He doesn't even know what a husband is, probably because he lived in a primitive society before. 】

[This is really because the understanding of this world is taught by Mr. Fu. 】

[How did such a blank sheet of paper come about?Don't be a person, right? 】

[But I really don't know the look in his eyes, did he live in a very closed place before? 】

[Weibo is a software that can share your daily life, Xiaoan, download and register quickly!Share your daily life with us! 】

[gkdgkd!I want to see the loving daily life of President Ba and his little wife! 】

Song Jin'an was watching the barrage, and the more he looked at the people, the more dizzy he became, what are the bossy boss and the little wife! ?

ah!Today is another day of being baptized by modern culture!

Seeing his unlovable appearance, Fu Chengwang couldn't help but smile, and said, "I'll teach you these things later, do you want to download Weibo?"

"Yeah!" Song Jin'an nodded without thinking about it now when he was very curious about everything.

Fu Chengwang sat beside him, took his mobile phone and started teaching him to register on Weibo.

"What would you like to be called? Use your own name or something."

"It's all right, listen to you."

As soon as Song Jin'an's Weibo was registered, netizens began to search and follow.But checking the name did not find it out, and they refreshed and restarted the software in confusion, but it was useless.

You can only send barrage questions.

[Why didn't I find it? 】

[Yeah, yeah, isn't it the name? 】

Song Jin'an couldn't figure it out either, so he leaned over to watch it on his phone, and read it word by word according to where Fu Chengwang pointed his fingers.

"The official little wife who is expected."