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

When Jiang Shunchuan sent the message, Song Xun was eating a string of small yellow croakers. A bone got stuck in his throat and he was anxiously looking for something to swallow it.

Xu Jiayan poured water for him.

After struggling for a long time, Song Xun finally got the thorn removed.

At this time, he was still thinking about the ringing of his cell phone. He took a look and started to reply to the message.

——Qingqing: I’ll be back soon.

Xu Jiayan sat back in his seat, looked at him with a concerned look, and asked, "Girlfriend?"

Song Xun put down his phone and shook his head: "No."

He didn't say much.

Hearing this answer, Xu Jiayan's eyebrows relaxed unconsciously: "Then you have been staring at your phone, I thought you were coaxing your girlfriend."

"You don't understand." Song Xun shook his head. The mission object is much more important than a girlfriend.

Xu Jiayan smiled: "Okay, I don't understand but you do."

At nine o'clock in the evening, the two had almost finished their meal and walked back together.

Song Xun didn't have to do a live broadcast today, so he went to bed early. The next day, he was rarely lazy and interrupted his early morning greetings with Jiang Shunchuan.

I slept until noon, stretched, and continued to cook noodles.

Today's live broadcast will be moved forward by one hour to make up for the two days that were missing.

As soon as the live broadcast started, a large number of fans flocked in.

Song Xun greeted him.

——I missed you so much. We haven’t seen each other for two days.

——Brothers, please be careful with your words. I don’t want my live broadcast room to be blocked again.

——It must have been reported by the person who came over and heard the dog barking that day. It’s so fucking disgusting.

Jiang Shunchuan’s account level is very high, and as soon as he entered the live broadcast room, the system prompted him to run to the front.

He usually doesn't like to speak in the live broadcast room, but today he was unexpectedly active, so active that it was a bit of a headache.

——Wife, I miss you so much, hehe.

——Buxi: Who is your wife, brother? You are already over 40 years old, don’t yell at anyone you catch.

——I haven’t seen the anchor dancing for a long time. Let’s do a hot dance.

——Buxi: Why don’t you pay attention to it first before making any request?

——Why is the host dressing more and more conservative now? It’s boring.

——Buxi: If it’s boring, just leave. Why do you care what she is wearing, you idiot.

This rich man who ranked first on the list was extremely angry today. The barrage of comments stopped for two seconds, leaving his words "idiot" hovering quietly above.

But soon, his actions triggered public attacks.

——No, are all rich people so crazy nowadays?

——Did you eat explosives today?

——What sense of existence are you looking for?

A bunch of insults gradually emerged below, but the infuriating thing was that because of the high level of the Buxi ID, the sarcastic replies were always hanging high above, looking down on everyone else.

He is not afraid of offending anyone at all and keeps posting comments.

Song Xun opened his eyes wide in shock, thinking that Jiang Shunchuan's account had been hacked.

He took out his cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Shunchuan away from the camera.

——Qingqing: Brother?

The other party didn't reply.

When I looked up again, the barrage battle was still going on fiercely.

Song Xun opened his mouth and tried to control the pace of the live broadcast room, but there were a bunch of people inside who were cheering and enjoying the fun, and some even started to support Jiang Shunchuan and add fuel to the fire.

Jiang Shunchuan had no intention of stopping at all.

Unless this fuse is cut off, the live broadcast room will not calm down.

Song Xun stared at the ever-active Jiang Shunchuan account, slid the mouse, and kicked the person out directly.

The prominent ID on the barrage disappeared, and the group of people who were still fighting back suddenly became like headless flies, unable to even find their target.

Song Xun then kicked out a few people who continued to curse and swear.

Suddenly, the live broadcast room returned to calm.

On the other side, Jiang Shunchuan, who was kicked out of the live broadcast room, was about to explode.

The discomfort in my heart came in waves, more severe than a flood.

From last night until now, the feeling of chest tightness and shortness of breath has never stopped.

The young anchor didn't even send him a message this morning. It turned out that she was seduced by another stinky man.

Jiang Shunchuan waited for the live broadcast to start before receiving a message on his mobile phone. When he saw his wife's kisses all over the screen, he could no longer suppress his excitement.

I used to feel uncomfortable when I saw these things, but at least I could control myself.

Although he showed disdain for Jiang Wan's words yesterday, it did have some impact. As a result, he is now unhappy with everything and can no longer control himself.

Jiang Shunchuan shouted angrily and started fighting again.

Not long after the start, he was kicked again.

The third number has the same ending.

This made Jiang Shunchuan very angry, and he leaned back in his computer chair with his chest heaving.

Song Xun, who was still broadcasting live, kicked several people in a row and was also confused.

It's so cold, why are you all so angry?

As soon as the broadcast ended, news about Jiang Shunchuan came right after.

——Jiang Shunchuan: Why did you kick me?

Even though these words were spoken across the screen, the resentment was still evident.

Song Xun thought to himself, nonsense, I’m kicking you.

There was a huge crowd just now, he couldn't possibly pick out those hundred or so people to kick, the culprit was right in front of him.

Of course, you can't say that.

——Qingqing: I am so worried about my brother. With so many people scolding you, it would be a shame if you get sick from being so angry.

——Qingqing: I sent you a message, but you ignored me.

——Qingqing: I’m sorry, brother.

Messages popped up one after another, and Jiang Shunchuan read them one by one.

The originally gloomy face turned from overcast to cloudy, and then to sunny.

In an instant, an idea came to my mind.

She cares about me so much.

Jiang Shunchuan even slowed down his typing pace.

——It’s okay, you don’t have to say sorry.

——I just put my phone outside to charge, so I didn’t see it.

——Qingqing: I’m glad that my brother isn’t angry.

In fact, he was still a little angry. Jiang Shunchuan put his fingers on the keyboard and finally asked the question that was bothering him.

——Why didn’t you send me a message today?

After waiting for almost two minutes, the message came back.

——Qingqing: Because I saw the circle of friends my brother posted yesterday, and I was afraid of disturbing his rest.

Jiang Shunchuan went crazy last night and posted a message on WeChat Moments at two in the morning.

Content: Observe whether a man is sincere to you and judge from his words and actions.

There are two pictures attached, which give examples of expert opinions from somewhere unknown, one of which is about taking girls to a food stall at night, with a big cross behind it.

So I didn’t send a message because I saw his circle of friends and was worried that he would go to bed late and didn’t want to disturb his rest.

Jiang Shunchuan raised the corners of his mouth, and the depression in his heart disappeared.

It was only at this moment that I began to realize my impulsiveness during the live broadcast just now.

——Have I affected your work?

This time the other party replied very quickly.

——Qingqing: Of course not. They were just too much. Brother is right.

After seeing the news, Jiang Shunchuan's mouth became completely out of control and became wider and wider.

The young anchor was not like what Jiang Wan said. Not only was she unwilling to take his money, she was not angry at him for affecting her work and was actually very worried about him.