Dressed as a salted fish, I want to sing every day

For many days in a row, there were many evil spirits missing in Yuncheng.

The Special Management Bureau has just found out a clue, and is going to send a team to clean it up.As a result, when they passed by, the evil spirit had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint resentment in the air.

Monkey looked at the warehouse and frowned.

"Test it again?" he said, taking out the device.

Wan Jin also nodded.

After a while, the device showed that the evil spirit was still here half an hour ago, and that ray of resentment came from the other party.

It's just that the evil spirit dissipated on the spot now, apparently gone.

Houzi and Wanjin stared at each other with the equipment, and after a while said: "Forget it, let's go back and report to the director first."

"What's going on these days?"

"Who is intercepting the work of our special administration?"

Originally, at the beginning, Houzi and the others thought it was a passing celestial master who came across such evil and harming people that day, so Lu saw the injustice and drew his sword to help.

But after many days in a row, and many A-level evil beings disappeared one after another, Hou Zi and Wan Jin couldn't help but want to overthrow the enthusiastic celestial master who thought they were passing by.

With the intensity of dealing with evil spirits like this, a celestial master would definitely be too busy. After all, they were all A-level evil spirits. It would take a long time for even the elders of the celestial master hall to recover from the fight.

It is impossible for one person to do it, at least an organization is needed.

The monkey looked serious.

"Forget it, I don't want to."

"It's gone here, let's go back first." Wan Jin packed up the equipment and looked up.

The monkey looked away and nodded. When the two of them walked to the door with the equipment and were about to drive, the monkey couldn't help but look back.

Finally found nothing, turned and left

Just after the two left, after a while, a man in a fishtail suit poked his head out from the nearby warehouse.

people left?

Bo Sui turned his head to look in the direction the car was leaving, and heaved a sigh of relief.

When he was cleaning up the evil spirits in the warehouse just now, he didn't expect the people from the Special Administration Bureau to come suddenly.

Startled, almost missed being caught on the spot.

Bo Sui could only jump to the corner of the second floor to hide after hastily giving the warehouse Xie Chong a final blow.

But fortunately, even though they collided, the evil detection instrument of the Special Administration Bureau couldn't seem to detect him.

Bo Sui held his breath on the second floor, and the two monkeys below didn't notice.

Bo Sui breathed a sigh of relief, watching the movements of the two people below.It wasn't until the two of them finished testing the grievance collection in the warehouse that they confirmed that the evil spirit in the warehouse was really dead, and then they drove away before jumping out.

Scared to death, he stroked his heart.

It seems that the actions have been too frequent in the past few days, and the Special Administration Bureau has been alarmed. Next time, we must choose a good time, and we must not run into people from the Special Administration Bureau again.

Bo Sui frowned slightly, but he was a little satisfied when he thought of the wish power he had just obtained from the warehouse ghost.

In the past few days, he went out to fight evil spirits in the middle of the night during the live broadcast.

In just ten days, he had already accumulated a thousand points of wish power.Bo Sui had a hunch that as long as he kept saving, it would not be a problem to speak later.

And what a surprise change.

It was a sense of calling from blood genes.

Bo Sui cheered up all of a sudden.

Bo Sui suddenly hesitated after cheering up.

Wait... Yuncheng is such a big place, and there are not many evil spirits born there.He seems to have beaten half of those evil spirits these days, right?

He frowned, and at this moment he was a little worried about the source of his wish power.

But when he was just worried, he changed his mind and thought again, in fact, this is nothing.Compared with letting those evil spirits do evil, let him get the power of will.Bo Sui would rather be dumb by himself and have fewer victims.

Just being able to talk for now is fine.

Bo Sui lowered his head.

The number of wishes for today has been collected.

There will be a live broadcast in a while.He glanced at the time and hurried back home.

……

The Ghost Crow and Zhizharen at home were sitting at the door waiting for Bo Sui. After the boss/master came back, Paper and Crow greeted him enthusiastically.

"The boss is back?"

In the past few days, Bo Sui has been going out and coming back in a hurry, and when he came back, he still had blood on his body.

It's nothing to be brainless, but Ghost Crow guessed a lot in a mess.Especially seeing that all the evil addresses he provided to the boss were taken away in one go, and after it was recently spread that there was a vigilante in Yuncheng, he looked at the boss with more serious eyes.

So many evil spirits were dealt with by the boss in less than half a month...

Ghost Crow shuddered, and quickly stepped forward to catch the boss's clothes with his wings.

Bo Sui turned his head and looked at the two evil spirits a little strangely, they were here to greet him every time he went out and came back.

Is there any strange hobby?

"I said you don't have to wait for me, just go to sleep by yourself."

Bo Sui was going to speak at first, but after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and typed.

It is not easy to build up wish power, and you still have to use it where it should be used, not for these two.

Anyway, they are not illiterate, and typing is fine.

The paper pierced man opened his mouth to say something, when the ghost crow poked it and said with a smile, "Gah, if the master doesn't come back, how dare we sleep."

Bo Sui: ...

Is he some terrible feudal devil?

If you don't sleep, neither can your pets.

Seeing Bo Sui's expression, he realized that what he said was too blunt, and Gui Ya hurriedly waved his wings to make amends.

"Don't worry, boss, we are not sleepy."

"Well, is the boss going into the bedroom?"

"Don't worry, we must guard the living room carefully, and we will never let anyone disturb the boss!"

After finishing speaking, Ghost Crow secretly glanced at the bedroom.

He still doesn't know that Bo Sui always rushes to live broadcast every time he comes back.I thought the boss was doing some terrible ritual in the bedroom, so I didn't dare to set foot in the bedroom.

These few days after Bo Sui went in, he was still guarding the living room with the Zhizharen.

Bo Sui didn't know what Ghost Crow was up to, so he nodded at this moment, put his blood-stained coat outside, and went into the bedroom.

He also has to take a shower before broadcasting live, or he can't stand it himself.

After a while, hearing the sound of running water coming from inside, Ghost Crow squatted on the window with a more serious expression, and the paper piercer gave it a strange look.

……

Xi Xuansheng recently discovered that since he bought milk tea for the little anchor that day, the little anchor has always avoided him these two days.The message that would be replied soon before is now delayed by about half an hour.

After Xi Xuansheng put away the phone, it took a while to turn it on amidst the vibrating sound.

Live stream started.

Xi Xuansheng was very interested, and swiped the gift again after entering the live broadcast room.

Although Fan Bosui has not been around for a long time, the gifts he swiped in the live broadcast room have already firmly left the second place behind.

Hongmao was still not convinced at first, and every time the system account came, he wanted to swipe gifts to squeeze this person out.However, every time, he couldn't squeeze the system number.

After losing his pocket money many times, Hongmao had no choice but to give up aggrieved, and comforted himself that the anchor was not the one who saw the presents, and he was still the good redhead in the heart of the anchor.

After seeing that system number came again this time, I can only be thankful that I sent it earlier this time.

After typing, Bo Sui thanked several fan IDs who swiped gifts first.

After taking a sip of water, he saw the system number, and his fingertips paused slightly.

That big guy brushed gifts again?

He hesitated for a moment, but typed out his name as usual.

"Thank you for the gifts from several fans."

"I will continue to work on the live broadcast."

After Bo Sui finished typing, he couldn't help but look at the boss's profile picture again.But the boss stopped talking after finishing the wave of gifts just now, so Bo Sui had no choice but to continue the live broadcast.

After he stopped talking, the content of the live broadcast room tended to be small talk.

After a few gossips about the banned Baili follow-up, netizens suddenly talked about the new urban legends that have emerged in Yuncheng in recent days.

Probably every sand sculpture netizen has a heart that cares about the security of Yuncheng, and they even know something about the special management these days.

Bo Sui listened to a few people talking, and as soon as he picked up the water glass, he almost spit out water.

Fonts appeared on the barrage.

"Hey, do you know that there is a new master in Yuncheng recently?"

"I heard that something big happened, and even the police station paid attention."

"I know this." Another barrage said: "I heard that this master seems to have solved the haunting of Wennan Ancient House a few years ago."

"I don't know if the matter about Wennan Ancient House is true or not."

"However, there are indeed many young people who have disappeared inside in the past few years, so it's better to solve it now."

A group of people chatted enthusiastically.

This kind of superstitious content appeared in the live broadcast room, and Bo Sui was worried that he would be blocked.

His eyelids twitched, but the netizens still didn't let him go.

"Oh right, anchor, do you know?"

"It seems that it's not just about Wennan Ancient House."

"The disappearance of the warehouse clerk in Chengdong Mall seems to have been resolved."

"Anyway, those few cases in the past few days have shown that they have been closed."

"That master is said to have two brushes."

Bo Sui was forced to be named, and at this time he could only pretend to have nothing to do with him, smirk and type.

"I haven't paid much attention to this kind of thing these days."

"Is there such a thing?"

"But I don't think there are ghosts in this world, right? It's just rumors and some special magnetic field reactions that make people misunderstand."

Bo Sui really didn't want these things to spread anymore, so he pretended not to believe in ghosts.I want to convince these sand sculpture netizens that those urban legends are all fake.

It is rare for an anchor to speak with such certainty. Netizens who thought it was true the more they talked about it, couldn't help becoming a little hesitant when they saw what the anchor said.

"The anchor means that these are all fake?" Some netizens wondered.

Bo Sui is very sure.

"all fake."

"If the world is really so supernatural, how can we grow up without incident for so many years."

Of course, it's also because none of the people here have supernatural physiques.

But this sentence convinced most people. After all, netizens only heard these things from the Internet, and they have never seen ghosts at all.

Seeing is believing, hearing is believing, they have never encountered any strange things themselves, they just heard a few abnormal murder cases reported by Yuncheng.

Just when Bo Sui breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he had convinced the sand sculpture netizens.

At this time, the profile picture of a certain system in the live broadcast room lit up, and the leader who had been silent all this time suddenly said: "There are ghosts in this world."

He only said such a sentence, but did not say anything else.

Bo Sui raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect that the leader of the list, alone, would go to hundreds of millions of meetings every minute.

Do you even believe in ghosts?

But... I heard that the rich seem to be more or less superstitious, believing in Feng Shui.It was reported that there was a local rich man who spent 1000 million every year to hire a master.

After the first speech on the list, the small wave of netizens who believed in ghosts quickly reasoned with the small wave of unbelievers.

Watching them just arguing friendly, not fighting.

Bo Sui glanced at him, but didn't care anymore.

Anyway, as long as you don't talk about him anymore, it's too shameful to be discussed in public. Bo Sui didn't even dare to think about what kind of name would be spread in urban legends after he was accidentally bumped into by someone one day.

"Enthusiastic market fish?"

He shivered slightly, and decided not to think about it again.

On the other side, Xi Xuansheng smiled slightly as he watched the little anchor say that there was no ghost.

The more people who don't believe in anything, the more they are afraid of something.

However, he did not refute.

Xi Xuansheng raised his head and looked out the window. The person who has been cleaning up those evil spirits in Yuncheng recently... should be the person who captured the Ghost Crow and Zhizharen.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

The Special Administration Bureau could not find out the information on that person, not even him.

Xi Xuansheng looked at the screen thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

Bo Sui took a sip of water and put down the cup, there was a slight sound when the bottom of the cup touched the table.The Ghost Crow and Zhizharen outside the door heard the sound inside, and immediately sat up straight, not daring to look inside.

Because we talked about urban legends for a long time at night, ten o'clock came soon.Bo Sui glanced at the natural ending topic of time, said goodnight to the fans, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned off the live broadcast and leaned back on the chair. The pop-up window on the computer flickered, and there was an extra message. Bo Sui clicked in and found that it was sent by the backstage manager.

"Ten million fans?"

After he clicked on the data, he was a little confused. He didn't understand why the agent sent him this?

Before he could ask, the agent, who hated the trouble in the background, switched to contacting him via WeChat.

"Congratulations for becoming the fifth anchor with over [-] million fans on the platform."

"You have broken the previous record of the anchor with ten million fans in the shortest time, and you have become the youngest anchor with ten million fans on the platform."

After the manager finished speaking, he simply sent Bo Sui a plan.

"According to regulations, anchors with more than [-] million fans must hold a fan meeting to thank fans for their long-term support."

"Now that your data is in line, the fan meeting can also be prepared."

Bo Sui had heard of the regulation of the platform, which is equivalent to an operation of a big anchor fan.After all, not every anchor has the opportunity to hold an official fan meeting alone.

He had seen other anchors hold it last year, but he didn't expect it to be his turn so soon this year.

Bo Sui glanced at the proposal and was a little dazed, it was the first time he felt that time was passing so fast.He has been here for more than a year, and now the race has changed.

But...meet the fans.

Bo Sui pursed his lips with some hesitation.

Seeing that Bo Sui hadn't said a word, his manager could guess what he was thinking and sent a message.

"This fan meeting must be held."

"I asked my boss specifically, and there is no way to shirk it."

There are only tens of millions of anchors on the platform, and each one is as excited as something.I can't wait to use this publicity to generate more enthusiasm, how could it be possible not to hold a fan meeting.

And... this is also a way for the beauty cat platform to compete with anchors on other platforms.

As soon as Bo Sui raised the news, he was exposed by his manager unexpectedly.At this time, I had to ask: "Then can I not broadcast live during the fan meeting?"

He still has to go out to fight evil spirits every night. If you add the preparations for the fan meeting, it will be really tiring.

It would be nice if it wasn't broadcast live.

Maybe it was because his desire was too strong, the agent hesitated for a while before saying: "Then I will apply for you."

"You should take a good look at the planning book. Although the platform will push it when it's finished, you should also inform the fans yourself. It seems more sincere."

"Especially those big guys who made the list for you." The manager specially reminded.

Bo Sui knew that his manager was the kind of worried mother and didn't care.

But... the leader of the list, he turned his attention to the list of gifts.

Forget it, let's talk about it routinely.

Xi Xuansheng just came out of the shower.I saw the message on WeChat while wearing pajamas.

"Fan meeting."

He raised his eyebrows, remembering the mechanism that the platform seemed to have seen before.

The little anchor has reached the standard?

It's really rare.

Xi Xuansheng took a look and accepted the invitation letter for the fan meeting.

The news that Bo Sui became the fifth anchor with tens of millions of fans quickly spread.Not only people who pay attention to thin years old know.Other anchors on the live broadcast platform were also notified.

"Ten million so soon?"

Several anchors were a little surprised.

Zhou Zheng was not surprised that Bo Sui was promoted so quickly.

If Bo Sui had not been promoted quickly, he would not have been jealous of others.But after Bai Li's incident, Zhou Zheng thought about it thoroughly. This "a salted fish" has a magical nature.

He would never approach the other party if he had nothing to do.

After the announcement was made, there was a lot of discussion on the beauty cat platform, and even the other platform also cast its attention.

The live broadcast industry has been sluggish in the past two years.

For various reasons, the traffic is not as good as before.

It would have been difficult to achieve a ten million-level anchor if he hadn't swiped.

"I heard that "a salted fish" has only been in the industry for a year?"

"This is the first time I have seen the growth rate of fans."

The person in charge of the home platform frowned.

Click on Bo Sui's "A Salted Fish" live broadcast to learn.

However, after clicking on it, his expression became weird.There is nothing special about this "a salted fish" live broadcast. I get up early to chat with fans.

I even started typing after I caught a cold.

The only thing that went out of the circle was the two outfit changes, and the person in charge of the opposite platform couldn't figure it out.It's just talking, has so much magic power?

Can this person be different from what others say?

He was puzzled.

At this time, I was thinking...how about going to the other party's fan meeting to check?

Bo Sui didn't know that the fact that he had over [-] million fans shocked so many people.After talking to his agent, he stopped paying attention to this matter.

I yawned and opened the door, planning to order a takeaway first.

However, as soon as Bo Sui opened the door, he saw two door gods standing straight outside the door, and was almost startled.

Bo Sui: ...

Ghost Crow came back to his senses.

"Big brother, you've worked hard. Is there anything you need to give us?"

Bo Sui: ...Not really.

Half an hour later, Bo Sui's takeaway arrived, and his eyelids twitched slightly as he watched the black crow struggling to carry it in with its wings.At this time, I really felt like I was a big devil.

So... why on earth are these two so afraid of themselves?

Does he feel like he didn't do anything?

Bo Sui looked at Gui Crow suspiciously.

Ghost Crow took the takeaway but shuddered all over, worried that the boss thought the takeaway was not good and wanted to eat roasted crow.

People who do big things like the boss are generally less taboo, and the ghost crow stiffly held its feathers.

Bo Sui: ...Forget it.

He reached for the takeaway and had no choice but to go into the room to eat.Otherwise, he always felt that these two would kill him.

the next day.

Yi Huaijiu also knew about Bo Sui's fan meeting.He opened Weibo casually, and saw the news on Weibo.

The monkey was a little surprised to see Yi Tianshi holding the phone still.

"Master Yi, what's wrong?" Yi Huaijiu shook his head.

"It's nothing, just now I saw that Bo Sui is going to hold a fan meeting."

"It should be near."

"A fan meeting?"

It was a pity that the monkey came over to see it.

"I heard that it is not easy for the anchor of the beauty cat platform to hold a fan meeting. I have long wanted to go to the big beauty's meeting."

"It's a pity that I don't have a holiday these days."

In the past few days, Houzi not only has to track down the "enthusiastic citizen" who solved the A-level evil that night, but also continues to follow up on the black-robed artificial god organization.

Not only him, but the entire Special Administration Bureau is like this, even the director is the same, too busy to come home all day.

Yi Huaijiu came over today after finishing his family affairs, and he frowned when he heard the monkey's words.

"A Sui should be held more than this time, and there will be opportunities in the future."

"However, if there is nothing busy on the day of the fan meeting."

"You can go and have a look."

Monkey has been doing things with Yi Huaijiu these days.

Hearing what Yi Tianshi said, he immediately became excited.

"Okay, I'll hurry up and deal with the matter at hand these few days."

Yi Huaijiu shook his head slightly, but after seeing the official date, he still made a note in the memo.

……

As soon as Zong Shuo hung up the phone and came out, he saw Houzi and the others excited and energetic, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Houzi hurriedly talked aside about Bo Sui's fan meeting in a few days.

"Zong Ju, aren't you going then?" Zong Shuo glanced at him and didn't reply, but he didn't completely refuse.

He just said coldly: "According to the news above, the artificial god organization may make moves in the past few days."

"A few days will happen to be Ghost Festival, the day when the gate of hell is open."

"There may be changes in Yuncheng, everyone be prepared."

Speaking of business, several people were a little more serious, but after hearing about the artificial god organization.For some reason, Yi Huaijiu suddenly thought of Tianshitang.

The incident of being stopped on the road for leaking his whereabouts still made him brood.

I always feel... something is going on in Tianshitang.

However, these things have not been investigated clearly, and it is not appropriate to say them out, it may just be that he is supercilious.Yi Huaijiu reluctantly thought this way, and temporarily shifted his thoughts to other places.

Zong Shuo after everyone in the office had left.

After hesitating for a while, I took out my phone and searched for the fan meeting.

In the first entry, Bo Sui came out.

After Zong Shuo looked at the specific time, he wondered if he should order a flower to cheer up his little neighbor.

But... if you are not busy that day, you can go and have a look

Zong Shuo turned off his phone, and frowned slightly when he saw the grievance report collected by the monkey last time.

Scattered with one blow, how come people with such abilities have never heard of it before?

There are many aristocratic families in Yuncheng, but such a person has never appeared before.

Zong Shuo frowned slightly, and put down the report.

However, this person did not endanger Yuncheng for the time being.The current top priority is still the artificial god organization.

The ultimate purpose of this organization is unknown.But...until they achieve their goals, they probably won't let it go.

Zong Shuo looked at the date with an ugly face.

When Bo Sui woke up the next morning, the whole internet knew about his fan meeting.

The manager sent a message after applying with the above, and Bo Sui finally heaved a sigh of relief after clicking on it.

It's great that I don't have to live broadcast these two days.

But... the work of the fan meeting still needs to be prepared, so he made an appointment with his manager to chat face to face.

Then he got up and went to pack and change clothes.

In the past two days, I have been in a hurry to leave early and return late.Bo Sui couldn't remember how long he hadn't soaked in the bathroom.

Today, thinking about taking a day off, he soaked in the bathroom and read Weibo for a while.

His push has been replaced on the company platform since this morning.

When Bo Sui clicked in, he thought he would find that his fans were excited, but he saw the fans were stunned.

"what?"

"Breaking 1000 million fans? Why don't I know?"

"Is the anchor so good?"

Bo Sui: ...

These sand sculptures.

Forget it, this less exciting atmosphere is still quite good.However, Bo Sui was too happy.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the fans reacted like an afterthought.

"What, the anchor has over [-] million fans?"

"It's time for a fan meeting!"

The bottom of the official homepage was swiped one after another by fans who reacted.

It was as lively as a large-scale event.

The agent on the other side stared at Bo Sui's data for a long time.I held my breath when there was no movement in front, but fortunately, the netizens in the back responded.

Seeing that Bo Sui had such a strong appeal, the manager finally breathed a sigh of relief.It is good to have fan appeal, otherwise it will be too embarrassing if there is no one at the fan meeting.

Just as he was thinking, Bo Sui was coming.

After finally calming down the long hair and fishtail before going out, Bo Sui came out wearing a hood.

But this time, maybe it was because Bo Sui called him stupid.When Bo Sui left, the paper piercer suddenly turned into a piece of thin paper and lay on the table.

The paper figurine looked like Pengci at this time, lying motionless in front of Bo Sui.

Bo Sui: ...

Kind of like that.

He will never say that paper piercing people are stupid.

This seemed to be much smarter than the black crow, and the thin-sui and the paper pierced people with big eyes and small eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, he still put the paper figurine in his pocket.Forget it, it is his responsibility after all, it is a little bit to take care of it.

Bo Sui took the paper piercer out the door, and the black crow over there just took a nap, but he didn't expect that the paper piercer, which he thought to be fierce and brainless, would be so scheming, while it fell asleep It's time to touch the porcelain boss.

When he woke up again, there was no one in the living room.

The black crow looked to the left and then to the left, with shock and bewilderment in his eyes.

Bo Sui didn't know why Zhizharen had to follow this time.He drove to a coffee shop with the little paper man in his pocket, and when he entered, he saw the manager sitting there.

Bo Sui put his hand into his pocket to warn of the paper piercing, and then walked over.

"Brother Li."

Bo Sui called out.

The manager looked up in surprise.

"Your voice is better?"

Originally, the manager of this fan meeting was worried that someone would talk about Bo Sui's bad voice, but he couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw him speak just now.

With the power of wish accumulated by Bo Sui now, he is completely able to speak.He tried to suppress the inexplicable rambling impulse in his throat, only lowered his voice to imitate his previous voice, and spoke in a normal voice, which did not cause any accidents.

But even so, the impact was suppressed to the lowest.Bo Sui's voice was even more pleasant than before, which was a lot above the level of normal people.

After Bo Sui responded, the manager's mind was in a trance for a moment, and when he realized it, he suddenly looked strange.

"Wait, if you don't talk these days, you're taking care of your throat, right?"

"How do I feel... the voice sounds better than before."