Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

996 emphasized: "We must strictly follow the plot to carry out the mission."

Song Xun thought about the plot, glanced at the system prompt that a user named Buxi had joined the live broadcast room, and crossed his thumb and index finger in an unskilled manner to make a heart shape.

"Welcome Brother Buxi to Xiaoqing's live broadcast room~"

He spoke slowly, but every pronunciation was clear and standard. After all, he was not a woman. Although he tried to hide it, his voice still had a hint of the crispness and brightness of a teenager. However, it was not so obvious after being affected by the recording equipment.

Meng Qing's appearance completely meets Jiang Shunchuan's aesthetic standards. He spent the most expensive gift on the platform for the first time, and that's why Meng Qing targeted him as a piece of fat meat.

After waiting for a long time, Song Xun kept staring at the computer, and finally blinked his sore eyes.

Apart from the flipping barrage and a few flowers sent by fans, there were no other gift effects on the live broadcast interface.

It’s over. Could it be that my performance was so bad that I scared people away?

Song Xun fell into self-doubt.

A detached villa at No. 07 Kaiyuan Road, in Shanghai, kilometers away.

The bored young man was half lying down, playing with the fruits in the fruit bowl from time to time, with one of his long legs casually resting on the armrest of the sofa.

There are fine strands of hair hanging on his arched brow, giving him a typical sword-like brow and star-like eyes.

He wore an earring on one ear. The pure silver obsidian sparkled slightly under different lighting conditions, adding a touch of unrulyness to his appearance.

Jiang Shunchuan threw the apple back into the fruit plate, turned over and took out his cell phone.

He was trapped at home during this period of time, and his whole family was on high alert and forbade him to return to the team. If it were him, his family would be devastated.

Jiang Shunchuan was planning to look for some recent match replays to watch, and just as he entered, he accidentally clicked on a live broadcast room in the entertainment area.

He slid his finger to exit, but stopped when he saw the female anchor inside.

The delicate oval face, the cold white complexion, and the straight white legs exposed to the camera almost all meet Jiang Shunchuan's standards for choosing a partner. Apart from the overly heavy makeup, apart from this point, she is exactly the future partner he has imagined.

Suddenly a clear voice came from the phone.

Jiang Shunchuan was inexplicably startled and met the young anchor's eyes as if he was looking into his own.

Her sparkling peach blossom eyes showed some anxiety.

It was as if the screen enlarged and disappeared, and the person inside stood in front of him without any obstruction, transcending time and distance, and looking at each other.

Jiang Shunchuan sat up unconsciously, holding his cell phone closer and closer, looking like he wanted to pull the person out.

My heart was beating like crazy, so violently that it seemed to break through the confinement of my chest and was out of control.

My whole body started to feel hot for no reason. As winter was approaching, my blood flowed faster and boiled, rising all the way to my brain.

Jiang Shunchuan stared at the screen of his mobile phone, watching the young anchor on the screen making a heart shape towards him, and his head felt numb.

The young anchor seemed a little shy, and quickly withdrew his hand, looking up and looking at the screen.

That feeling of quickened heartbeat came again. Jiang Shunchuan always felt that she was looking at him. His fingers holding the phone clenched, and he was so dazed that he forgot to react.

She calls herself brother.

Even went out of his way to say hello.

Song Xun, who was waiting in front of the computer, was feeling very pessimistic at this moment.

If the protagonist runs away directly, how will the next mission be carried out?

996: "Look at the computer."

Song Xun raised his head, but was distracted for a moment. When he looked again, the live broadcast room was already occupied by huge and exaggerated gift special effects.

The biggest gift on the platform, Heart of Watchman, costs about 8888 for one. According to the profit sharing, Songxun got more than .

This is not the end yet, and another ten users came one after another.

Song Xun was completely overwhelmed by the gift special effects, which lasted for a full minute.

Fans were shocked by the gift and the comments quickened.

——This brother is really generous, he must have nearly 100,000 yuan.

——I lost my second place on the list.

——I was fucking pushed out of the third place on the list and will never receive kisses as gifts again.

Almost forty thousand dollars was deposited into his account in just one minute, and Song Xun was moved by the income.

996 coughed and said, "Thank you."

Song Xun didn’t know many tricks, so he continued to make a heart shape with his hands, his voice sweeter than before: “Thank you, brother Buxi, for the gift~”

It seems that the person on the other side is rather aloof, and the ID number has not appeared in the chat box for a long time.

But this time, Song Xun could be sure that Jiang Shunchuan stayed in the live broadcast room.

The plot can continue to unfold.

Song Xun: "Everyone can comment and follow, and participate in the lucky draw, and have a chance to win a gift."

Some old fans know what the gift is.

Sent by the host personally, they may be things the host has used and found useful, or they may be some creative small gifts made by the host personally. The things sent out are uncertain and may change at any time.

There are about five places. The top three on the gift list will be selected, and the remaining two places will be random.

It's the same this time.

Song Xun figured out the winning ID, which also included the word "constant".

Usually at this point it’s time to end the broadcast, so Song Xun waved towards the screen and turned off the live broadcast.

In an instant, Song Xun completely relaxed and slumped in the chair.

996 likes to laugh at him as always: "Look at you, you are such a loser."

Song Xun let it talk, standing still like a mountain.

After calming himself down, he slowly stood up and started to send a private message to Jiang Shunchuan in the backstage to ask for the address.

In the plot, Meng Qing got Jiang Shunchuan's house under the pretext of giving gifts. After discovering that he lived in a high-end community, she was attracted and completely determined that he was a wealthy second-generation. She sent him private messages every day to get closer to him and successfully won him over.

Less than half a minute after the message was sent, the address came over from the other side.

Song Xun brought back a cute expression pack that was exclusive to girls and made an OK sign with her chubby fingers.

At this point, his mission came to a brief end. Just as he was about to turn off his phone, another message came from the other side.

——Will you still broadcast live tomorrow?

Song Xun stared at the message in confusion for a moment, and began to recall whether the two of them started contacting each other so quickly in the plot.

Before I could figure it out, in the blink of an eye, the message was withdrawn.

A new message popped up.

——What time will you start the live broadcast tomorrow?

As soon as the message was sent, it was quickly withdrawn.

Cycle again.

——I will give you a gift tomorrow.

withdraw.

Song Xun stared at the three withdrawn system prompts, hesitated for a moment, and started to reply to the messages.

——It’s also live broadcast.

——Starts at 6pm.

——Thank you~

After waiting for a long time, the other side did not send any more messages.

Song Xun turned off his cell phone and began to study the pile of bottles and jars on the table. He looked at them one by one, and finally found the bottle of makeup remover oil, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

Then he changed his clothes and put on a thick sweatshirt and trousers.