The big guy expressed his satisfaction [Interstellar]

With great difficulty, Nanyang, who was excited, turned his attention to Ansair, who had already begun to pick up the wood to make gestures. Xiao Yan, who was executed without playing the flute, could not help but secretly wiped his sweat.

Walking out with Xiao Yan, Nan Sheng looked at Xiao Yan amusedly: "Is it really that ugly?"

Xiao Yan smiled wryly: "I really can't listen."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to block Nan Sheng's movement to close the door, and when Nan Sheng looked over in doubt, he simply said: "The door is open for ventilation."

Nan Sheng shrugged indifferently.

Xiao Yan followed Nan Sheng to the small garden after observing that Ansair did not have any stressful reactions. This position was just right where he could see from the open window that he was carefully drawing lines on the wood with a charcoal pencil while pursing his lips. Ansair and Nanyang talking about something beside him.

"You have to watch for a while?" Nan Sheng's eyes were full of gossip, and his eyes wandered back and forth between the young boy and Xiao Yan in the room, "Young bride?"

"..." Xiao Yan glanced at Nan Sheng speechlessly, "I'm just not at ease."

If you just leave for a while, why don't you feel relieved, and someone will suddenly appear and chop your cutie?

Nan Sheng rolled her eyes, she didn't have the aura of a holy goddess in the ring at all.

Xiao Yan said: "Have nothing to say to me?"

Nan Sheng was taken aback, then hesitated for a few seconds, opened the light screen and sent a document to Xiao Yan through the friend panel: "This is the live broadcast contract of Mopu Platform."

Xiao Yan clicked on the file, browsed through a few lines, and saw the revenue sharing ratio of 3-7 written on it, chuckled and said nothing.

3427 cut it contemptuously. The live broadcast contracts they have received now almost cover several large and small live broadcast platforms on the Internet. Mopu platform can be said to be the most insincere and perfunctory one.

Nan Sheng's expression was also a little awkward, and he said dryly: "The Mopu platform is also one of the leading companies in the live broadcast industry, and this sharing contract is also a normal contract. It is recommended on the home page, and an exclusive customer service and broker team will be arranged later.”

It could be said that Nan Sheng had "forced to open business" written all over his face, his eyes fixed on a pot of small wild flowers that his father didn't know where to get, and his tone was fast, as if he was being held by the back of the neck The worker who came to make a cutscene, after finally finishing what the agent told him, Nan Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Xiao Yan firmly and sincerely: "To sum it up, it's all bullshit, understand?"

Xiao Yan finally couldn't hold back his laughter, raised his hand and squeezed his tall nose to force his smile back: "Cough...Understood."

Nan Sheng gave Xiao Yan a thumbs-up, and the random expression gradually became downcast: "Maopu is actually not that bad, after all, a platform can do this, and the traffic exposure is good, but... the platform king There are too many relatives and relatives, so besides playing hard, we players also have to drag those useless nobles."

Speaking of this, Nan Sheng clenched her back molars, and said angrily: "I didn't make it to the top 8 last year, and it's fortunate that I didn't make it, otherwise I would be forced by the platform to lose to that kind of noble young master who has no ability except to open the screen. I can't help but fight them."

It's not that she didn't think about terminating the contract, but after Nan Sheng only revealed a little willingness, her manager threw out a supplementary contract, which made Nan Sheng almost desperate.The supplementary contract was signed by her agent in the second year of Mopu. At that time, Nan Sheng hadn't found her own method and talent, and her results in the ladder qualifying and club team competitions were a mess. The threat of a few words made Nan Sheng, who was burdened with his father's huge medical expenses, sign the supplementary contract - even though it was outrageously written that the player would need to pay three times the annual salary of the platform player in compensation.

As Nansheng's commercial value is getting higher and higher, the termination fee with Mopu platform has gradually rolled into an astronomical figure.

Nan Sheng has only one relative in Nanyang, she can't and can't give up her father, his father can still breathe freshly in the star field, do what he likes, he is obviously still alive!

Nan Sheng gritted her teeth with this idea and persisted year after year. In the foreseeable future, there may be more year after year, until one day she couldn't move and was drained of all her value. Abandoned by the platform.

"You mean they forced the contestants to play fake matches?" Xiao Yan closed the screen, and keenly extracted the meaning of Nan Sheng's words, "Last time?"

Nan Sheng was silent for a long time, and answered with a somewhat difficult voice: "Every session."

"Children of nobles need fame, and what we common people need most is money. The platform is very satisfied with the transaction that everyone needs, but the more powerful players they meet as the competition progresses, their needs become different." Nan Nan Sheng took a step back and hid himself in the shadow of the branches, the corners of his lips were curved with sarcasm, "They may also need money, but they want to get ahead more than money, and they want their children to no longer be a Civilians at the mercy of others."

"But who is hiding behind the platform? A piece of cake is only that big, everyone wants to have a bite, and the nobles are calculating each other because of the distribution of benefits, how can they tolerate these commoners to stretch their claws."

"There are too few people who are strong enough to fight all the way up like Her Majesty the Queen...it's too difficult." Nan Sheng sighed faintly. The little girl in the past also regarded Her Majesty the Queen as her idol, and wanted to be like her idol. Standing on the podium with your own efforts, but when life wants you to succumb, it often does everything.

Except for those players who climbed the same ladder, no one knew what kind of pressure Queen Noah Norman had endured back then, and no one could appreciate the strength of that person better than them—not only in force but also in spirit.

"Hey, let me tell you this..."

Nan Sheng suddenly came back to his senses, laughed at himself and patted himself on the head, put away the depression that suddenly swept up, adjusted his expression and said seriously to Xiao Yan: "You are the strongest I have seen in the past few years, and it is possible The person with the most sex, I...or we hope you can go further. If you can, don’t sign with any live broadcast platform, those are the poisonous bread stretched out by the nobles, no matter how sweet it is, don’t touch it .”

"Thank you." Xiao Yan's eyes were serious and focused. He understood what kind of risk Nan Sheng was taking to remind him that he would never turn a blind eye to such pure and warm kindness, but...

Compared with other people, Xiao Yan has one advantage - the advantage of being qualified to do things and making the nobles itch with hatred but helpless.

royalty.

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It was already night when Xiao Yan and Ansair went back to the studio, and the young boy was holding the natural object rather obsessively. Xiao Yan patted Ansier's furry head, turned around and went to find some rice. For the meat, some kitchen utensils were successfully found in the Danqing studio, and of course a small place was opened up in the studio to start cooking.

When Ansair was lured by a novel but delicious smell to the clay pot, Xiao Yan was stirring it with a long spoon.

Take 1 qian of ginseng, 3 qian of poria cocos, decoct 5 bowls of medicinal juice with 2 bowls of water, cook the medicinal juice with 2 taels of japonica rice and 1 qian of ginger. People who are lazy, dizzy and lack of energy, and have a weak and weak pulse have an excellent conditioning effect.

Turning his little head to the side, Xiao Yan took the lid and covered the mouth of the pottery pot and boiled it slowly over low heat, while taking a piece of paper on a low table beside him and handing it to Ansair, on which there were flying and phoenix brushes The word made the young boy who took it have question marks in his eyes.

Xiao Yan sent an electronic version to the young boy in a leisurely manner.

Ansair shook the paper in his hand more and more speechlessly, and asked with his eyes whether the superfluous behavior of the person in front of him was purely malicious?

"Cough, I'm used to it..." Xiao Yan raised his finger and touched the bridge of his nose. He didn't realize it until he finished writing, but he finished writing...

The doctor sees a doctor, gives an injection and prescribes a prescription—this is nothing more than a normal thing.

Seeing that Ansair folded the paper helplessly and put it away properly, Xiao Yan instructed: "The above are all some medicinal recipes, and the recipes are also listed in detail, don't eat too much every day, just eat well in the morning. You are still physically weak, and the medicine is too strong for you to bear."

Ansair nodded silently.

"You..." Ansair opened his mouth and closed it again, with a hesitant expression.

"Huh?" Xiao Yan asked warmly.

Ansair sorted out the language in his mind, speaking slowly but clearly: "Do you want to broadcast live?"

Xiao Yan paused and looked at Ansair.

Ansair squatted in front of the clay pot and stared at the flame inside the stove. The flickering light of the small stove created an amazing sense of beauty on the young man's delicate eyebrows and eyes.

"Have you decided?" The young boy asked stubbornly again without waiting for Xiao Yan's answer.

Xiao Yan got up and went to find a small bench, patted Ansair's shoulder to signal him to get up, then stuffed the small bench under the boy's buttocks, then sat back and cut the rest Gathering the ginseng whiskers, he replied while moving: "I haven't thought about it yet, what's the matter?"

Ansair: "I heard your conversation with her."

Xiao Yan finally showed a bit of surprise on his face. If Ansair heard it through other means, 3427, who had been paying attention to his surroundings, would definitely have noticed it, but he didn't——In the afternoon, Ansair was With his hearing, he heard the conversation between the two in the small garden.

"You were looking for my second brother, right?"

Xiao Yan let out a breath slowly, he thought to himself: Al's performance all the time is enough to make everyone who comes into contact with him feel that he is an introverted and sensitive little genius, but people will always ignore him subconsciously. A genuine little prince in the royal family.

He is not a simple fool with no IQ, but a mature person who silently absorbs all the information around him and has his own judgment—perhaps different from ordinary people.

Xiao Yan: "Yes."

"What my brother can do, so can I." Ansair looked up at Xiao Yan, "What he can't give you, I can."