When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Wen Lang stepped back to the bed in two steps, pulled off the quilt on the side, and covered his head and face, and still refused to give up, stretching him flat and wrapping him in the quilt twice.

In a blink of an eye, there was a silkworm baby wrapped from head to toe on the bed.

Silkworm Baby looked at him with crazy eyes: "..."

Wen Lang also looked at Silkworm Baby, and slapped his ass through the quilt: "Look for a spank."

After the beating, Wen Lang grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom. Before leaving, he threatened Liang Yan with style: "Don't take off my vest in the live broadcast room, I will be beaten if I fall off my horse."

Liang Yan was 360 degrees speechless: "Childish." This person is in the advanced stage of neurosis.

Liang Yan rolled around on the bed twice, struggled to get out of the quilt, ran out of bed and locked the door.

There were classes all day the next day. Liang Yan took advantage of the lunch break and went to the mall to buy some equipment needed for the live broadcast, but he didn't use Wen Lang's money.

The equipment was moved home, there was no time to install it, and I hurried back to school for class.

On the way to the classroom, Liang Yan received a call from Zhou Yi: "Xiao Yan, do you have class this afternoon?"

"Yes, Manager Zhou, what can you do?"

"If there is a class, I'll talk to you on the phone. The staff of the live broadcast platform called me just now and invited you to participate in a program that their platform participated in investing in. It is the kind of reality show that is very popular now."

Liang Yan's account on Cherry Live was registered in the store, and the contact information was left in the store, so he called Zhou Yi directly.

"Invite me to participate? Manager Zhou, are you sure you are an official staff member? You can't be a liar, right?"

"No, no! I just called the official customer service to confirm that it is indeed a staff member of the platform, Xiaoyan. I think this is a good opportunity for you. This time the platform is cooperating with a media company, not only Internet celebrities The anchor, as well as artists and models will participate, it is a good opportunity to get out of the circle!"

In Zhou Yi's heart, he hoped that Liang Yan could participate in such a program. His popularity is equivalent to promoting a bar, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Liang Yan also knew Zhou Yi's thoughts in his heart, but he still felt that this matter was a little unreliable.

Although it has been a bit popular these days, there are many old anchors on the platform who are more popular than him and have a more stable fan base. Why did the platform choose him: "Manager Zhou, did they say what type of program this is? "

Zhou Yi paused there: "I only heard that the show is called "Bravely Forward" reality show, and the anchors invited to participate in the recording are all distinctive on the platform, not everyone can be on it."

Liang Yan caught the key word in Zhou Yi's words: "A special anchor?" The word special is more spiritual.

"Yes, that's what their staff said. Although you are a newcomer who just started broadcasting, you have great potential for variety shows."

Liang Yan: "..." Variety show potential?Does it mean the kind that can make fans tear up tens of thousands of messages?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhou Yi kept lobbying: "Xiao Yan, this is a good opportunity, we should seize it, and the reward is very generous."

Liang Yan hesitated for a while, but did not answer.

Zhou Yi let go on the phone: "It is said that the reward for the first session is [-]. After that, if the popularity is high, the salary will increase progressively if you advance to the next session. The longer you participate in the recording, the more you get."

"One hundred thousand?" Liang Yan confirmed.

"That's right! Xiao Yan, don't worry, I made an agreement with you when I signed the employment contract. As long as you keep singing in the store, all the platform share and remuneration will belong to you, and the store will not draw any points."

10 yuan is a lot of money, it was hard for him to refuse, he pursed his lips: "Okay, I agree."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Great! I'll contact the platform right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Liang Yan hurried to the classroom.

Fei Ziming had already secured a seat for him, and when he saw him coming, he rubbed his hands excitedly: "Mr. Liang, you are going to participate in the variety show that Cherry Live is broadcasting!"

Liang Yan was a little surprised: "It was just decided, how did you know?"

How did Fei Ziming find out so quickly?Could it be that Zhou Yi had already agreed to the platform staff before notifying him.

Fei Ziming turned on his phone, and the entire screen was filled with advertisements for Cherry Live:

"Brave Forward" assembly order!Enter the guest list.

At the bottom is a large row of headshots and names of the anchors, the top three heads are arranged in a triangle, and the first place is marked with [king&Lang].

The other two are also anchors of the platform, in the lower row, one left and one right.

Fei Ziming slid down a section of the screen: "Mr. Liang, you are very popular!"

[Drunk Singer@梁延] ranked sixth, followed by a small green arrow that goes up, and there is an extra wreath on his profile picture than others.

Liang Yanbi checked, and the second and third portraits also had the same small wreaths as him.

He only pointed to the little flower ring: "What does this mean?"

Fei Ziming took back his phone and studied it: "The official explained below, lighting up the wreath means that the anchor has responded to the assembly, and agreed to participate in the recording!"

After speaking, he pulled the page to the top and looked at the first picture: "There is no wreath on Langshen's picture. Does he not want to participate? Go leave a message and ask."

Liang Yan silently took out the book from the bag and put it on the table, remembering that Wen Lang said that no visors are allowed, so he silently did not answer.

Fei Ziming was still talking to himself: "Hey, it's a pity that he didn't participate. He hasn't shown his face all the time. Could it be that he is not confident? But he is skilled and doesn't depend on his appearance."

Liang Yan opened the book and reminded Fei Ziming: "Class is over."

Fei Ziming put the phone back into his pocket with regret, and was still talking to himself: "Actually, it doesn't matter. Even if he has a green face and fangs, he looks like the Lord of the River. I can accept it. After all, we love his technology and don't. his face."

After two classes in the afternoon, Liang Yan and Fei Ziming ate casually in the cafeteria and hurried home.

The live broadcast equipment at home has not been installed yet, and he is not familiar with this aspect, so he probably needs to study it for a while.

Summer nights are short, and when Liang Yan returned home, it was still lighted outside.

Unpack the purchased equipment one by one and start assembling, and it will be dark after packing.

Liang Yan checked the instruction manual repeatedly, and almost couldn't understand the words on it.

He didn't understand why it was wrong, even though he had followed the steps above.

When Wen Lang entered the door, he saw a frowning Liang Xiaoyan hidden in a cardboard box of foam boards.

He changed his shoes, opened the refrigerator, and looked at the people in the bedroom while drinking water.

Liang Yan held the manual of the sound card in his hand and was doing reading comprehension. When he heard Wen Lang come back, he raised his eyes, but his voice was limp: "You are back."

"Hmm." Wen Lang held the water bottle with his slender knuckles, and a thin layer of water mist formed on the body of the bottle. The water mist gathered in one place where he was holding it, merged into small water droplets, and stuck to his fingertips.

Liang Yan looked away sleepily and continued to study the instruction manual.

The light above his head suddenly dimmed, and a slender shadow covered him: "Where are you reciting the manual?"

Hearing that he was laughing at himself, Liang Yan heaved a sigh of relief, put aside the manual in his hand, and raised his head resentfully: "I pretended it many times, but it just wasn't right."

Wen Lang snorted, and put the water bottle in his hand on the computer desk beside him.

With a few drops of water on his finger, he flicked it, and one drop just landed on Liang Yan's face.

Liang Yan still didn't avoid turning his head, his eyes became more bitter: "You did it on purpose!"

"No." Wen Lang wiped his cheeks smoothly, wiping away the water droplets: "I'm not that naive."

His hands were already soaked with water vapor, and just holding the water bottle, his fingertips were icy cold.

Liang Yan wiped the area he wiped again.

Someone saw the action, and his face immediately turned black: "You hate me?"

"Your hands are wet."

Wen Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly stretched out his other hand, and wiped his face again: "It's not wet anymore, don't wipe it."

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-01-2800:12:25~2022-01-2821:10:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Mushroom Pavilion;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!