Fast time travel on the bendability of straight men

Lu Yuanhan watched the increase in the number of people in the live broadcast room, and chatted with Qing Yuyue.

Qing Yuyue: God, our server is down! !

Lu Yuanhan: Little prince, this programmer in your family is not very good, only a few million people are paralyzed?

Qing Yuyue: Don't make fun of me. Millions of people have been squeezed in at one time. Can you not get stuck? It's just a conservative estimate.

Lu Yuanhan: Don't interfere with my live broadcast, you should get it done quickly...

Qing Yuyue: It's already under repair, my god, will you perform the guzheng today?

Lu Yuanhan: There is a mysterious guest today, look forward to it...

And below the live broadcast room, a group of people who wanted the truth and Gao Yang's idiotic fans quarreled in the live broadcast room, but his fans did not join in the quarrel.

"Copy dog, get out of the entertainment industry..."

"Yes, plagiarism dogs get out of the entertainment circle..."

"Plagiarism dog... still has the face to start a live broadcast!"

"Can you be quiet, Gao Yang's fans are just like this!"

"As a person who eats melons, I said, Lu Yuanhan, you open up the privacy of Xiaodou.com and show us?"

"Yes, open up the privacy, we want to prove the authenticity of the song, so that the little suns in Gaoyang will shut up"

Lu Yuanhan watched his fans break through 1 million, and happily went to the live broadcast room to open the video. "Hi everyone, I'm Lu Yuanhan."

As Lu Yuanhan turned on the live video, he was directly occupied by the full-screen eggs, and he might become the anchor of the rotten eggs list on the entire network.

"I hope that the little sun in Gaoyang will follow the stars rationally. I will pick three of you out of all of you, and each of you can ask me three questions. I hope that those who don't pick will cherish these three questions?"

Following Lu Yuanhan's words, the screen below was dominated by 1.Lu Yuanhan operated the mouse to slide down, and it stopped at the head of a man, who seemed to be not a fan of Gao Yang. "Okay, it's you, Fireworks in the World, I'll carry you to the mic now, and think about what to ask."

"Hello!! Is it me?"

"Yes, it's you. I don't know what you want to ask? Do you need me to give you 2 minutes?"

As soon as Lu Yuanhan's words fell, the man called the fireworks in the world immediately said, "No, no, hello Lu, I am a reporter from Xichen Entertainment News. I want to ask you the first question. I really want to write about you Is your real self? The second question, regarding the plagiarism, do you have any evidence to prove that Gao Yang did it? The third question, I want to know if it was true when you said you would not enter the entertainment industry?"

As expected of engaging in news, the three questions were all very straightforward. "Dawn is my personal experience. As for the second question, you go to my personal center to watch it now. I have closed the private space. You can check the recording time. As for the third question, since I said it, I will 100% will never step into the entertainment circle again."

After finishing speaking, he hugged the human fireworks off the mic, "In order to prevent you from saying that I arranged these people, now you start to count slowly from the 1th person up to the [-]th person from the human fireworks. Whoever owns it, hit [-] on the public screen, and others don’t swipe the screen.”

Although Lu Yuanhan said so, there were not many people talking below, because many people went to see the songs on his personal homepage to verify the authenticity.

In three to four minutes, the 4th person on the account of Fireworks in the World came out. One was a fan whose name looked like his, and the other was Gao Yang’s fan, Little Sun in My Heart’s Vest.

"Very good, next, I will ask Little Sun to mic on this friend in my heart."

And as soon as that person got on the mic, he scolded like a shrew, and Lu Yuanhan touched his earlobe. Originally, he was still digging his ears, but thinking that he was live broadcasting now, he still carried the burden of being an idol.