The grass next door is my boyfriend

"Let's end the broadcast today." Bai Ran moved a little bit, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, he sat in front of the computer and maintained a posture, his neck and shoulders were terribly sore.

【Ran Bao worked hard today】

[Seven hours of continuous broadcast is too dedicated]

[Accidentally entered the host's live broadcast room, once in, I couldn't leave]

【Bye bye】

【See you next time】

[Thank you for your support to the anchor, if you like it, please pay attention, and there will be a reminder for the next broadcast]

The audience in the live broadcast room sent a wave of popular small gifts, and Bai Ran said a few more words to everyone before closing the live broadcast room.

Bai Ran leaned on the back of the chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

He opened the backstage of the live broadcast and clicked on the data of today's live broadcast room. The highest popularity is [-], and the average number of people in the whole show is [-], and the attention of the live broadcast room has reached [-].

[Administrator 99:]

Miss Fang Guan sent Bai Ran a message.

[Administrator 99: This is the registration website for the Rookie Popularity Contest. I just heard from you that you want to participate in the live broadcast. 】

[Ran: Thank you, I just downloaded the registration form from the official website. 】

Bai Ran had been in contact with the housing manager several times, so he speculated that it should be a girl.

He politely sent a meow smile emoji.

Miss Fang Guan's ears were reddish, looking at the emoji sent by Bai Ran, Bai Ran's smile from the camera flashed in her mind, and her heart beat a beat slower.

[Administrator 99: Judging from the data you have broadcast in the past few days, it is not difficult to enter the top [-] in this competition^_^]

Although she hasn't been a house manager for a long time, she has been watching the live broadcast for a long time.Haima's popularity is not as inflated as other live broadcast software. Some live broadcast software shows a popularity value of millions, but the actual number of 'living people' in the live broadcast room is only tens of thousands, so Bai Ran's data is already a perfect start.

[Ran: Okay, thank you for your encouragement. 】

[Ran: Usually I have to help with the management of the live broadcast room, which is troublesome~~]

【Ran: I will work hard. 】

Bai Ran posted another paw cheering emoji from the cat emoticon pack of the same series.

[Administrator 99: No trouble, I am very happy. 】

The room manager hesitated for a while when she clicked to send, but she deleted the phrase 'I'm very happy'.

[Administrator 99: If you have any questions about the competition, just contact me directly (*^▽^*)]

[Ran: good]

【Ran: I'm a little tired today, so I'll download it first. 】

[Administrator 99: Take a good rest, see you next time. 】

She waited for a while, and seeing that Bairan hadn't responded for a long time, she finally closed the chat box reluctantly.

Bai Ran pushed away the gaming chair, and nestled on the sofa with his mobile phone.

After a busy day, he finally calmed down, and then he clicked on WeChat.

Bai Ran rarely uses social software, and the total number of contacts on WeChat is less than a hundred, so the boss's avatar is still at the top.

His profile picture is the back of a boy, and the setting behind him should be in a European city.

The back photo should be me.

With broad shoulders and long legs, the boss should be tall.

Bai Ran clicked into his circle of friends.

There are hardly any photos related to life, most of them are links, and the content ranges from current affairs and politics to social hot spots.

The style of this circle of friends looks a bit like...

Like my parents' generation.

Bai Ran carefully considered and thought of a suitable adjective.

But the voice of the boss...

It doesn't sound like a middle-aged person, it seems to be about the same age as myself.

But for young people nowadays, the circle of friends is almost a place to show their individuality. How can there be someone who only posts news, like Lu Xiaotong, who will post a circle of friends to talk about the big things.

Bai Ran swiped again from top to bottom, and finally found a picture in a series of links.

The photo is a city street scene taken through a glass window, nothing special, and the copy is very concise, it is an English sentence.

the first time.

Bai Ran looked at it for a while but didn't understand, maybe this place has some special meaning for the boss, he speculated.

But I don't know why, this street scene always gives Bai Ran a familiar feeling.

When he was trying to grasp the flash of thought, Lu Xiaotong's voice just hit in.

"Xiao Ran, have you downloaded it?"

Lu Xiaotong went to the school bathroom to take a shower, and when he came back, he found that Bai Ran's live broadcast room had been closed.

"En." Bai Ran casually picked up the pillow on the sofa, his tone slightly tired.

"Do you want to come to Daxue Road for dinner tonight?"

"The newly opened barbecue stall has a big bargain at the opening. Both Lin Yi and I will come."

During the day, a classmate who worked as a part-time pusher sent all the advertisements to the dormitory. Lu Xiaotong and Lin Yi hit it off and decided to go out for a meal together. Lin Yi was very nice and asked him to call Bai Ran.

"I..." Bai Ran looked at the leftovers from lunch on the table, there was indeed nothing to eat at home, but he was tired all day today, and he didn't feel like moving.

"What are you, come over at 06:30 in the evening, that's the deal."

"You and I know Lin Yi, and there are a few boys who are our majors. Let's talk about participating in the rookie contest."

Lu Xiaotong has a quick temper, and he hates other people's hesitation, so he settled the matter with a loud voice.

"Okay." Seeing that he couldn't resist him, Bai Ran had no choice but to agree.

After all, it is not a bad thing to get in touch with classmates more and make a few new friends.

"Okok, I'll send you the address later."

"it is good."

Almost every time he called Lu Xiaotong on the phone, Bai Ran's ears were numb from his noise. He stretched out his hand and pinched his earlobe, and then reopened the private chat interface with the boss.

The first sentence of the chat between the two was still in the system's built-in 'You have added JC as a friend. '

You should take the initiative to say hello to the boss.

After much deliberation, Bai Ran still typed hello in the chat box.

When he was watching the backstage just now, he also looked at the income. Haima TV is quite conscientious. The system and the host's gift share ratio is 2. After about ten days of broadcasting, Bai Ran got more than [-] yuan.

Of the more than 2 yuan, about [-] yuan came from the boss, and the rest was from Ren Youhua and small gifts from the audience in the live broadcast room that Bai Ran received on the first day of broadcasting.

This number is too much for Bai Ran who is still a student party.

Although his family is not short of money, and his parents did not set an upper limit for his living expenses, they transfer money to him from time to time, but Bai Ran is not aggressive in spending money. He occasionally buys a few pairs of limited-edition shoes, and the rest of the money is mostly All in one bank card.

After going to college for nearly a year, the balance in the card has increased, and now it may be as small as [-].

But not all students are in the same situation as his family.

Just like Lu Xiaotong, every time at the end of the month, he would look at the balance on his mobile phone and worry miserably.

And the boss gave so many casual rewards, so Bai Ran speculated that he was not a student.

His thoughts were wandering, but there was no notification sound from his phone.

Bai Ran quit WeChat, opened the short video software and swiped for a while, but still no new news came.

He clicked into WeChat again, wondering if he had missed it by accident, but the answer still disappointed him.

Time passed slowly as he repeated it several times.

Bai Ran scratched his somewhat messy hair, finally gave up resisting, threw the phone aside, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and prepared to meet Lu Xiaotong and the others on Daxue Road.

When he changed his clothes and packed up, the mobile phone that had been left in the crack of the sofa finally heard a notification tone.

Bai Ran quickly walked over to pick up the phone, the green WeChat icon had a bright red +1, and then changed to +2.

I don't know why, but when he opened it, his breathing became a little messy.

[JC: I just saw the news, and I just got off work. 】

[JC: Have you had dinner yet? 】

He has to work overtime until six o'clock on weekends, and it's not easy for the boss to make money. Thinking of the big money he spent in his live broadcast room, Bai Ran couldn't help feeling sorry for the boss.

[RAN: It’s okay~]

[RAN: I am going to go out for dinner with my classmates in the evening. 】

[RAN: Boss, just make a note of Xiaoran. 】

The audience in the live broadcast room all know that RAN is a word in his name, and they usually call it "Ran" and "Ran Bao" in the barrage, because Bai Ran has never told everyone which word it is, and some people call it "Ran". Or Xiao Ran, Bai Ran didn't refute either.

But he still wants his boss to know his real name.

[JC: Good. 】

[RAN: Boss, what should I note about you? 】

The boss's WeChat and the game name both carry the same two letters JC, which should be his initials.

Bai Ran speculated.

Jiang, Jiang, or Jiang?

[JC: Isn't the elder brother in the morning quite fluent? 】

[JC: Why is it back to the boss now? 】

Bai Ran's typing hands in the chat box paused, not knowing how to reply.

Jiang Chao looked at the top and said "the other party is typing..." for nearly 2 minutes, thinking that he was going to send a long paragraph of text, but Bai Ran only sent an emoji.

【RAN: Cover your face.jpg】

Jiang Chao laughed dumbfounded, and clicked on the voice input.

Bai Ran stared blankly at a voice that suddenly popped out.

He clicked on it, and it was Jiang Chao's deep and magnetic voice.

"I like to hear you call me brother."

No, Bai Ran raised his forehead.

Don't use such a voice to confuse people!

But Bai Xiaoran was still bewitched by success, he typed [Brother] in the chat box and clicked send.

In the next second, Jiang Chao's voice came out again.

"good."

The pampering in his voice gave Bai Ran the illusion that he was a child.

His face turned red in an instant, he put the phone hastily in his trouser pocket, and quickly went downstairs to take a taxi.