Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

After Jiang Qingyan downloaded it, he casually registered an account. The name was automatically generated by the system, Tiantian 13. Jiang Qingyan didn't care. No one knew him anyway. The avatar was also a built-in pattern. He simply swiped a few times to estimate the push format.

After watching for a while, he felt it was boring and it would affect his eating. He decided to wait until after dinner to go to the computer to check the code sent by Zhou Yuanheng. When he was about to turn off his phone, he swiped to the last live broadcast room and heard a voice saying "Good night, baby, see you tomorrow" in his ears.

Jiang Qingyan didn't understand what that feeling was. It was like a burst of electricity suddenly injected into his ears, activating his long-poor mind. His limbs seemed to be soaked in water, relaxed and happy.

Seeing that the girl was about to end the live broadcast, Jiang Qingyan only had time to type "Don't go" before the other party quickly ended the live broadcast. These two words were drowned out by the words "The baby is so beautiful" and did not enter the girl's sight at all.

Jiang Qingyan felt an urgency in his heart. He wanted to hear the girl's voice immediately. His hands were faster than his brain. After clicking on the homepage, he only saw two videos.

After clicking on the first dance video, Jiang Qingyan's eyes were locked on it. He could no longer hear the coquettish humming of Erdan under his feet. He liked to appreciate thin waists, regardless of gender, and had even made jokes because of this hobby. When Gu Jingrong's entertainment club opened.

Jiang Qingyan saw a male dancer with a beautiful waist, with well-proportioned bones and flesh, as if it could be held with one hand. He admired it for a while. Everyone took advantage of his gaze to look over. Jiang Qingyan still remembered the way those bad friends looked at him, especially Zhou Yuanheng. His eyes almost fell out.

If Jiang Qingyan hadn't reacted in time, the whole world would have known that he was gay.

But Jiang Qingyan was really just admiring her. He had no other requirements for his ideal partner. His only expectation was a beautiful waist.

Before I could get out of the vortex of the waist, the second video started playing automatically. An ethereal and low voice entered my ears, and the image of the waist instantly flew away from my mind. It was this voice, the one in the live broadcast room.

Jiang Qingyan wanted to listen to the pure enjoyment version and didn't want the one with background music. It was like a silk thread, softly wrapping around her heart.

"Meiyangyang-san's job is a live broadcaster. How should I communicate with her?" Jiang Qingyan didn't want to eat anymore. He put the dishes in the kitchen and took Erdan back to his room.

His room was all black, just like this person, except that the shelf beside the bed was still filled with all kinds of dolls, which was the biggest color conflict in the room. What Jiang Qingyan didn't want to admit was that after so many years of trying, even if he took sleeping pills, he still had to hold a doll, otherwise he would feel uncomfortable sleeping.

I can't let other people know about this, otherwise I will be laughed at by my bad friends.

On Ji Xia's side, after seeing the profits, his mouth turned into an O shape with a smile: I really admire myself, I am beautiful and capable.

"Gurgle~~" Live streaming is really a physically demanding job. I went out to see if there was any leftover food. I pushed open the door and the yard was pitch black with only the sound of wind blowing through the leaves. The light from inside the house cast a bright piece of light outside the door, and Ji's father's figure was half illuminated by the light.

Ji Gang also woke up because of the sound of the door opening. He quickly picked up the crutches leaning against the wall and stood up neatly. "Is it over, Xia Xia? I'll make you a bowl of noodles. Go take a shower."

Ji Xia didn't expect that his father was still asleep. They all went to bed early, usually at nine o'clock. "Dad! Don't wait for me, go to bed early." There was a hint of anger in his tone.

Ji Gang waved his hand and walked straight into the kitchen to turn on the light: "I just wanted to wait for you to make a midnight snack for my daughter. Go take a shower." Ji Gang felt warm in his heart when he heard his daughter's concern.

Ji Xia could only quickly go to the bathroom to remove her makeup, take a shower, and when she came out after drying her hair, her father had already cooked noodles and handed them to his daughter to take into the house to eat: "Go to bed early."

Ji Xia nodded, and Ji Gang went to bed with peace of mind. He secretly decided to sleep for an extra hour during lunch break tomorrow and do it for his daughter every day from now on.

After happily finishing a whole bowl of noodles, Ji Xia couldn't go to sleep immediately, so he sat on the stool and read the original text.

At this moment in the northwest direction, two blushes appeared on Song Yurou's face, but under the cover of night, the man sitting next to her did not see it.

A sweet voice drifted into the man's ears on the wind: "Mr. Si, thank you so much for helping me today, otherwise I might have to end my trip early."

Today, Song Yurou went to the northwest. While standing at the gathering place taking pictures, she accidentally sprained her ankle. She was in so much pain that she could only sit on the ground with tears in her eyes.

Si Xingjian happened to appear, helped her twist her ankle, and carried her to his homestay to apply medicine.

Song Yurou's heart was beating fast along the way. This man was so charming.

Si Xingjian also felt very unfamiliar. When he saw the girl's tears, his heart seemed to stop beating, as if an inexplicable bond suddenly connected them.

The man's cool, minty voice also drifted into Song Yurou's ears: "You can stay here with me until your foot recovers, otherwise it's not safe."

"Hmm~" Song Yurou was now more certain that this cold man liked her.

Ji Xia slept soundly tonight. In her dream, she turned into a queen and asked, "Who is the most beautiful woman in the world?"

"It's you, our dear Mei Yangyang-san"

Hahahaha, what a sweet dream.

The next morning, I didn’t wake up as early as the previous day. I slept until 8am. The first thing I did was weigh myself. I looked pounds heavier on camera, so I absolutely couldn’t gain weight!!

After getting a satisfactory number, Ji Xia opened the curtains, opened the windows for ventilation, went out to wash up, and ate the meal that his father had heated up for him.

After dinner, I thought about the outfit I agreed to yesterday, went back to the room to change into my sun protection suit, got on my bike and went out, still to the county town. I found a Hanfu museum on my mobile phone, and when I went in, I was greeted by a dazzling array of Hanfu of all colors, from the Qin and Han dynasties, the Warring States period, the Wei and Jin dynasties, the Tang dynasty, the Song dynasty, and the Ming dynasty.

Ji Xia prefers the Tang style, which is more convenient for dancing. The store manager is also a young lady. After communicating with her, Ji Xia bought two sets, one bright red and one green, and matched them with a series of accessories including earrings, headbands, hair bags, hairpins, step-shakes, upturned shoes, round fans, flower ornaments, small pearls, etc.

When she was about to leave, she noticed that there were wearable nail polish in the store. After checking that she didn't have long nails, Ji Xia bought two sets of Hua Fei face polish.

I stopped by a dessert shop and bought a few cups of fruit tea to take back and let my grandma and the others try them.

When he got home, Ji Xia was sweating all over and shared his favorite fruit tea with his family. The biggest advantage of the elders in the Ji family is that they never spoil the fun and they are very willing to accept new things.

After taking a shower, Ji Xia sat in the main room and showed her grandmother the Hanfu she bought today. She also performed a few simple dance moves for her grandmother. Grandma Ji looked at the girl with loving eyes.

Seeing that it was almost time for dinner, Ji Xia thought of the live broadcast recording from last night, so he randomly selected a clip from the chat history that he thought was pretty good, and posted a video with the caption: No need to say more, see you tonight.

I am also an anchor with about 1 fans, and I get 100 comments in just a few minutes.

[Brother Gang (hidden version): This woman is so wild! Needless to say, she's just a prostitute.]

Brother Gang now regrets very much that he spent money on Huazi last night, but his account has been verified and he cannot apply for a refund as a minor. He wants to bite his teeth to pieces.

He thought that it was the look of the bitch Meiyangyang that irritated him and made him irrational, so he came here to curse people, only in this way could he feel better.

Ji Xia saw this and curled his lips, and replied: [Sell your der, get out of here]

[Sister is so beautiful, I love her so much~]

[Paopao: Looking forward to baby's Hanfu outfit tonight.]

[Tiantian 1345: Will there be a pure voice chat tonight? I love your voice! ]

Ji Xia's eyes lit up, there was a business opportunity, and replied: [It depends on your performance]

[She looks average, I don't understand why so many people like her? ]

Ji Xia replied: [Are you blind? Get lost.]

[My sister is so strong, I love her so much]

[The host has no manners and uses a lot of foul language. I don't like it.]

Ji Xia rolled his eyes: [You get out too]

[Passerby A: Hahahaha, you have a unique personality. I want to call you "Sister Roll"]

Last night, Jiang Qingyan took a shower and hugged her big pink pig. Water and melatonin were already placed on the bedside table.

He was too dependent on sleeping pills. The last time he went for a check-up, the doctor had forbidden him to take them. Now he can only take melatonin and force himself to stay asleep until he has a splitting headache.

He tried to play the audio, and the soft sound floated in his ears. After a while, he really felt his consciousness becoming blurred. This was the first time he had experienced this feeling after trying so many sleep aids.

As a result, I was too excited and regained consciousness.

Jiang Qingyan was speechless for a while. He sat on the bed and hammered helplessly, startling the dog sleeping next to him. It jumped up and said, "What's wrong with the master? Protect him!"

A man and a dog stared at each other in the darkness. Jiang Qingyan looked at the silly dog's wise eyes and squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Erdan, go to sleep."

After the dog lay down, Jiang Qingyan put his big pink pig into position and repeated the previous process.

When he woke up in the morning, he looked at the time on his phone. It was 9 o'clock. This was the first time he slept so late. Even with the help of medication, he woke up before 6 o'clock. The actual sleep time he got a day was no more than 5 hours, so Zhou Yuanheng and others often worried about his sudden death.

The last time they met, Gu Jingrong said that he would give Jiang Qingyan a piece of land for a grave on his birthday, so that if Jiang Qingyan had an accident, he could be taken there and buried.

Jiang Qingyan was so excited that he wanted to cry. The 1-meter-tall man rolled over on the bed excitedly, knocking the pink pig under the bed. Erdan, who had been eyeing it for a long time, grabbed it and ripped it open.

He finally found his own sleeping soothing agent and no longer needs to take medicine.

Jiang Qingyan really felt that the medicine had made him weak.

No matter how happy he was, he still had to go to work. After coming out of his happy mood, Jiang Qingyan noticed that his room was covered with duck down. The culprit was still shaking wildly with his butt sticking out, and his pink pig was left with only a layer of pig skin.

"Patience, patience, today is a day that will go down in history."

"I still have to live to be 99, I can't be angry."

Jiang Qingyan "smilingly" contacted the aunt and asked her to clean up. By the way, she "friendly" put Erdan in a cage temporarily and waited for the people from the pet store to come and pick it up for a bath.

Erdan, who was forced to stay in the doghouse, was looking at a small duck down on his nose with his clever eyes, and his little tail was wagging, not knowing that he was almost deprived of his freedom to eat snacks.

When Jiang Qingyan came to the company, no one asked him why he was so late. Was there something wrong?

Because he is the boss.

I entered the office, pushed all the documents aside, took out a notebook and pen from the desk, turned on the computer, found an article, and carefully studied how to make friends with the anchor.

After careful study, Jiang Qingyan concluded that the only way to please Meiyangyang is to give her gifts and spend money.

Jiang Qingyan nodded seriously. The thing he had the most was money.

At the same time, I carefully thought about the classification of gifts, and what gifts would make her happy and when. I joined the fan group, clicked on special attention, subscribed to membership, and joined the fan group.

Just as he put down his phone and was about to look at the contract, he heard a message alert. He immediately threw the contract aside and picked up the phone.

When he clicked on it, he found that Meiyangyang had posted a work. Someone was actually faster than him. Damn it, he quickly asked the question that concerned him the most.

Unexpectedly, after 10 minutes, she actually replied to him. (See my reaction?) It was very meaningful. Jiang Qingyan quickly recharged 50 yuan into his account. He would test the waters tonight. He must be friends with Meiyangyang.

After we became friends, I could ask her to read stories to me, so that I could fall asleep listening to a different story every day.

Jiang Qingyan also made secondary preparations. He transferred part of the audio to his employees and asked them to help him make an app that could simulate the voice. In case he failed to please the relationship, he could still hear the story himself.