When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Wen Lang looked at the phone, his brows twisted into Sichuan characters, and hummed impatiently.

He was reading the comments under Liang Yan's video.

In the morning, I saw Liang Yan's short video and knew that he was going to start a live broadcast, so he specially used his own account to comment.

But Liang Yan rejected himself under the comment, which caused many people to scold him, isn't it a bit silly?

Liang Yan stopped collecting his clothes, raised his head just in time to meet his cold gaze, and was glared at him.

Liang Yan paused suddenly, lowered his eyelashes, and his thumb nails touched the joints, gradually revealing their whiteness.

Maybe, I shouldn't have moved there. When we were in the noodle shop just now, Wen Lang was just talking casually.

Qin Bei was dissatisfied with Wen Lang's attitude, and grabbed his mobile phone: "You know you have a mobile phone all day long! Did you hear me talking to you!"

The mobile phone was snatched by Qin Bei, Wen Lang became even more impatient: "I heard it." Turning to Liang Yan, the voice was full of anger: "Did you hear that? Call me brother from now on, be obedient."

Every time I asked to call my brother, I could always annoy him and be choked back by his sarcastic remarks.

But today when Wen Lang raised his eyes, he saw Liang Yan pursing his lips, with red eye circles and tears rolling at the end of his eyes...

Realizing his gaffe, Liang Yan quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes while Qin Bei didn't turn around, and walked downstairs with a bag of packed clothes, saying in a sullen tone, "The clothes are packed, I'll take them to the car. "

Wen Lang: "!!!" He went to pick up the bag in his hand, but he tripped over something and staggered to the corner of the table.

The pain made him hiss, Liang Yan had turned sideways to avoid him at this time, and walked out quickly.

Wen Lang wanted to chase after him, but was stopped by Qin Bei who didn't know why: "You are sloppy, move this down."

Wen Lang smacked his lips: "Oh." Picking up the box, he took three steps and ran downstairs to chase after him.

Liang Yan put the bag into the car, and was hiding on the other side of the car, trying to calm down his emotions, and wanted to hurry back the annoying tears.

But the tears came quickly, but went slowly, and they couldn't stop after wiping them a few times.

He was just a little angry because of Wen Lang's attitude just now, but now that his tears can't stop, he is very angry with himself.

The more anxious you are, the more unstable your emotions will be.

When Wen Lang chased after him, he was still working hard, but it was useless...

Wen Lang stuffed the boxes into the car indiscriminately, and walked around to this side, staring at him with complicated eyes.

Liang Yan turned around to avoid him, not to show him.

Wen Lang reached out and clasped his shoulders, and simply turned him over to lean against the car, his eyes fixed on him: "Look up, let me see you."

Liang Yan was not as strong as him, couldn't dodge, couldn't walk away, looked up at him tearfully, with red eyes and nose, and said softly, "Wen Lang, if you don't want me to move there, just say it, it's okay Yes, I'm going out to rent a house." The teardrops hanging on the eyelashes trembled and fell with his voice.

Wen Lang obviously didn't touch the tears, but Wen Lang felt that he was burned, and swallowed all the snarky words to his lips.

He shook the hand hanging by his side, raised it to wipe away the tears at the end of his eyes, and unconsciously softened his voice: "Crying because of this?"

Liang Yan paused, lowered his head, and gave Wen Lang a fluffy hair: "I know you hate me, I will find a house and move out as soon as possible."

Wen Lang looked down at the little crying bag in front of him, heaved a sigh of relief, opened the car door, half pushed and half hugged people into the car: "Get in the car, go home."

On the way back, Liang Yan received a call from Zhou Yi, asking him what time the live broadcast will start today, so that he can prepare for it.

Liang Yan made a reservation at nine o'clock in the evening, and when he hung up the phone, he happened to encounter a red light, and Wen Lang turned to stare at him without saying a word.

Liang Yan felt uncomfortable when he saw him: "Have you repented? Then I get out of the car?"

Wen Lang had a complicated expression. He didn't answer his words. He looked away and locked the car door. The light plate turned from red to yellow, and finally jumped to green, and the car restarted.

Along the way, neither of them spoke.

Back at the apartment, Wen Lang gave up his bedroom: "You live downstairs, I live upstairs."

But Liang Yan didn't want to occupy his master bedroom: "Let me live up there."

"There is also a bed upstairs, and the computer is there, so I can play games conveniently."

After Wen Lang went up, Liang Yan began to put away the things he had brought.

When it was almost nine o'clock, he had almost packed his things.

Because it was the first day of the live broadcast, he was not fully prepared, or it could be said that he was unprepared.

I was busy looking for a house during the day, and I didn't have time to prepare the equipment for the live broadcast. I only had a mobile phone and a computer by my side. Compared with other anchors, it seemed a bit shabby.

But it was obviously too late to make temporary preparations.

At 55:[-], Liang Yan got up and closed the bedroom door. Before he had time to install the software on the computer, he clicked on the mobile app directly.

This time he didn't look at the comments under the video, fearing that it would affect his live broadcast status, so he directly entered the live broadcast interface.

His face appeared on the screen, and the popularity display in the live broadcast room was 0.

He changed the position of the phone for a while, and chose a suitable angle, and prompts for fans to enter the live broadcast room began to pop up on the public screen.

Pushing one by one, brushing faster and faster.

The first fan message popped up on the public screen:

——The broadcast is on!Check in first!

The news opened with this message, and then a lot of greetings popped up.

In fact, Liang Yan was a little nervous, but he was able to cope with the normal communication with fans.

He has clear eyebrows, and his smile is especially good-looking. He waved to the fans in the live broadcast room: "Good evening everyone! I'm Liang Yan, welcome to my live broadcast room."

The detectives and microscope fans in the live broadcast room have already started a lively discussion in the message:

——Little brother, you don’t even have a beautiful face, I saw the little tear mole at the end of your eye!

——I saw it too, the tear mole is so cute, Yanyan has a willful face, and there is no need for a beauty filter at all!

Liang Yan rubbed the end of his eyes cautiously, a little shy: "I just came to the platform to broadcast live, and I don't know how to set it up. I will download it later and study it."

The first fans who came in were basically true fans who liked him, and specially subscribed to the live broadcast.

The popularity of the live broadcast room gradually increased, and the popularity went from zero to over ten thousand in an instant, and it was still rising rapidly.

The public screen swiped faster and faster, Liang Yan couldn't see it, subconsciously moved closer to the screen, and looked very seriously.

Then a row appeared on the screen:

——Wow, the eyelashes are so long!

——The eyes are so beautiful!

——Please recommend the same skin care products, I am too greedy for this skin condition!

——Seek recommendation!

Liang Yan seldom spends much time on skin care, and doesn't know how to recommend it at all, so he turned the topic to singing: "What song do you want to listen to? You can type it out on the public screen."

The fans below responded one after another, and the one he sang the most was the first song he sang in drunkenness.

The fans in the live broadcast room basically didn't go to the scene. They only heard a short part of the short video. They didn't think it was enough, so they asked him to sing the full version once.

Since Liang Yan only has a mobile phone as his live broadcast device, he doesn't have any audio microphones, so he can only sing a cappella.

When the fans learned that he was going to sing a cappella, they immediately became overwhelmed. For the anchor who lives in the accompaniment sound card, singing a cappella is undoubtedly hell-level difficulty.

A cappella must not only control the rhythm, but also ensure that there are no mistakes in pitch. Only those who have a super high singing level can dare to try, otherwise it will only be a tragic car accident scene.

Liang Yan's delicate and lively voice, with a touch of melancholy, instantly brought the fans' emotions into the artistic conception depicted in the lyrics.

He put himself into the singing, like a dignified prince, with a unique and irresistible charm, attracting people's eyes and involuntarily appearing in his singing.

Steady breathing and intonation perfectly controlled the tune. After the whole song was sung, the popularity of the live broadcast room exceeded 20.

'Super nice' and 'fairy's singing voice' filled the screen with special effects of gifts.

Each time the name of the netizen who gave the gift will appear on the screen.

It was nothing special at first, and suddenly a netizen named 'Liang Lianhua' appeared on the screen.

He kept swiping the presents, and the names kept coming up.

It's just that the gifts he swiped were all the little cherries with the lowest price on the platform. It didn't seem like he was flattering, but deliberately kept his name on the screen.

Liang Yan was stupid enough not to notice that a message popped up on his phone's WeChat. It was from Zhou Yi: "Xiao Yan, give me the rights to manage the live broadcast room, someone is causing trouble."

It was only then that Liang Yan noticed that the netizen's name connoted himself.

Fans in the live broadcast room also noticed that something was wrong with this netizen:

——Deliberately disgusting people, blindly guessing that a certain Lang family fan came to pick things up!

As soon as this message was posted, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room changed instantly, and the number of messages increased sharply. A row of screen names with the characters "Long" appeared on the screen, clamoring with Liang Yan's fans, chasing popularity, trolling, setting up archways, Words such as green tea frequently appear on public screens.

Liang Yan has been dutiful since the start of the broadcast and has not said any inappropriate words. Not only is he handsome, but also has a gentle personality, so that fans do not ask for it like other anchors when ordering songs. everyone.

Fans' affection for him has greatly increased, and each incarnation is a true fan. Of course, they can't stand such provocations in their own live broadcast room. They can't see him being bullied, and the atmosphere on the public screen instantly gets out of control.

The momentum was wrong, Liang Yan hurriedly advised everyone to calm down and not to quarrel, they had been arguing under the short video for a day and they still had high emotions, Liang Yan couldn't persuade them at all.

News on the Internet always travels at the speed of light, plus some interested people deliberately spread the news, people have the mentality of gossiping and watching the fun, knowing that the fans on both sides of his live broadcast are tearing each other up, and they come to watch the fun.

He started broadcasting for only ten minutes, and his popularity approached one million. Such a hot popularity can only be seen by Langshen when he started broadcasting.

The popularity of the live broadcast room increased, and the number of his fans also skyrocketed, exceeding 50 in a blink of an eye, and it was still increasing, followed by popular live broadcast recommendations at that time.

Liang Yan's popularity is like a rocket, and he can't be stopped. He has become the new anchor with the fastest popularity and the largest number of topics in the history of Cherry Live.

But Liang Yan had no joy at all, helplessly looking at the messy public screen in the live broadcast room, the first one turned into two big ones.

Now that this situation continues, there are only two situations waiting for him, either to continue the live broadcast under pressure, and scenes like this may appear in every live broadcast of him in the future.Either quit the network immediately after the first broadcast, and no longer live broadcast in the future.

Just as the quarrel was in full swing, a message suddenly broke the deadlock:

——Langshen is online!

The author has something to say: The author kneeling here said: Tomorrow will be a little later, about midnight, sorry orz! ! !