Ex-boyfriend turned cute meow

When Ding Ran saw this text message, his first reaction was——

Scam SMS?

Ding Ran clicked delete without thinking.

He has an account for KI live broadcast, but to protect his privacy, he did not use his mobile phone number to register an account.

So this text message must have nothing to do with him, it is undoubtedly a fraudulent text message.

Le Ming waited at home, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He didn't know if Ding Ran would have doubts after seeing the text message, even if he might not be able to accurately suspect him, but he would definitely track down this newly registered account to the end.

After all, he directly used Ding Ran's pinyin as his nickname...

However, after Ding Ran came home from get off work, he behaved no differently to him as usual, went home as usual, grabbed his twitch and stroked his fur, then held him in his arms, walked around the house and cleaned up the house for a while.

Then he opened Le Ming's live broadcast room as usual to see if Le Ming was online.

Le Ming squatted aside and looked at Ding Ran, only opened the live broadcast room to take a look, and then closed the webpage without distraction.

"Huh?" Le Ming wondered in his heart, "That's it?"

Although Ding Ran didn't take that text message to heart at all, Le Ming didn't intend to just give up on withdrawing cash.

So he planned to wait until Ding Ran fell asleep before continuing.

During bedtime story time this time, Le Ming deliberately picked up such a topic in the live broadcast room.

"I noticed that you often watch the live broadcast these days, is something wrong?" Ding Ran asked while lying in Ding Ran's arms.

"No, a few days ago I heard that Le Ming had logged into the live broadcast room, so I wanted to try my luck and see if I could see him when he was online." Ding Ran hugged him tighter and rubbed Rubbing his head, "But in fact, I am still the same as before, and I have no fate with Le Ming."

This sentence made Le Ming feel a little uncomfortable when he heard it. He arched his body and strictly picked out Ding Ran's language problem: "Aren't you with Le Ming before? How can you say there is no fate?"

"I mean there is no fate for squatting on his live broadcast. Unless he tells me in advance, I won't be able to squat." Ding Ran finished explaining with a red face, and then anxiously grabbed his ear and whispered, "You can Don't tell other people that I and Le Ming have been together, especially your master, don't leak a word, you must promise me!"

Le Ming was forced to have no choice but to swear casually.

"I couldn't do Leming's live broadcasts before, and they were all supported by other fans' screen recordings. Almost every time Leming's live broadcasts were recorded by fans from beginning to end, even the barrage at that time was kept. I just I have downloaded them to the computer, and I will look them up when I have free time." Ding Ran continued to talk about the story between himself and Leming Live Studio.

"There are many types of Leming's live broadcasts. Sometimes they sing live, sometimes they play games, and sometimes they just chat. Small chats are the rarest ones. Leming has broadcasted twenty times, and only one of them is small talk."

"I watched the live chats over and over many times, and I found something new every time. I feel that my understanding of Le Ming is still not comprehensive."

As Ding Ran talked, he yawned lightly: "But I didn't dare to watch the screen recording of the live broadcast once, and I never watched it once. It was rare for my voice to appear on the screen in that live broadcast. It's a pity. ..."

"Which time?" Le Ming wrinkled his eyelids and thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember which live broadcast would make Ding Ran dare not even touch it.

He was about to get some words out of Ding Ran's mouth, but he found that Ding Ran's head had been tilted to the side, his lips were slightly parted, and he was obviously asleep.

After Le Ming turned off the bedside lamp, only the desk lamp on the table was left, then he glanced at Ding Ran's mobile phone charging on the bedside table, biting the charging cable of the mobile phone with his teeth, he moved towards the desk.

After he turned on his laptop and logged into the live broadcast room, and resubmitted the withdrawal application, he quickly ran to the bedside table and saw the screen of his mobile phone light up. Fill in the verification code in the input box on the web page.

Wait for a prompt to pop up on the webpage of the live broadcast room: "Dear dingranran user, the cash withdrawal application you initiated has been successfully transferred to Mr. accountant. After the verification is passed, the account will be credited within 24 hours. Please pay attention to check."

Le Ming nodded in satisfaction, then subconsciously glanced at several shortcuts on Ding Ran's desktop, one of the folders was marked: "Screen Recording".

He wanted to click in to see the details, but seeing Ding Ran turned over on the bed, he quickly turned off the computer, unplugged the lamp cord, jumped back to the bed, and nestled back into Ding Ran's arms.

Ding Ran fell into a drowsy sleep, vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the light in the room so late, and was about to open his eyes when he felt a small warm body leaning against his arms.

Ding Ran hugged Le Ming tightly, and muttered in a low voice: "Mian Mian is cute, why are you still awake?"

Finally, Ding Ran put his lips on Le Ming's forehead and let out a chirping sound.

Ding Ran woke up the next day and found the unopened text message sent to his mobile phone last night, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Just when Le Ming waited half expectantly and half worriedly for Ding Ran to extend his tentacles of suspicion to himself, Ding Ran gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "These scam text messages are really getting more and more rampant. Call and complain."

Le Ming followed Ding Ran out of the room in a daze. Ding Ran put the phone to his ear while preparing him and Chi Chi's breakfast, and then blew out the door like a gust of wind.

"Hello, I want to complain about a fraudulent text message, which has been sent to me for two consecutive days." Only half of Ding Ran's words remained in the door.

"Ran Ran is a bit... short-sighted." Hua Hua made a heartfelt comment towards the door.

Le Ming gave him a sharp look, and immediately changed his words: "However, it's quite cute, hahahaha."

Le Ming and Fan Hua once again worked together to move the laptop to the living room table.

Then Le Ming took out the microphone and connected it to the computer.

Taking a look, he knew that this meant that Leming's business hours had come again.

But after Le Ming connected the microphone, he was not in a hurry to open the live broadcast room, but clicked on the "screen recording" folder on the desktop.

Le Ming was slightly surprised by the number of videos in the folder.

Each file is marked with the date, and even details the time and keywords of the live broadcast. There are a total of 150 video files.

He didn't know that he had broadcast live so many times.

Then he clicked on what should be the oldest video, and he wasn't even seen in the video, only a host who was lively and active was talking, and then the host said: "The following is our special guest for this time— — Le Ming! The name Le Ming may not be familiar to everyone, but his voice is believed to be recognized by many people!"

"It's the first time for him to participate in this kind of program. It seemed that it took a while to connect, so let's see now, is Le Ming facing us?"

Le Ming heard his own voice coming from the laptop's built-in speaker: "I'm here."

Immediately, a group of question marks flew over the barrage, and then an audience sent out a questioning barrage:

[Little brother's voice is very familiar, have we met somewhere before? 】

[I heard it!It's the little brother in the Chongyuan radio drama!The one voted by us as the voice of first love! 】

Facing the enthusiastic response in the bullet screen, Le Ming's voice hardly fluctuated: "It's me, I really don't play live broadcast very much, and I don't know how to use it."

Fans in the barrage began to teach Leming how to open a live broadcast room and vigorously promote the benefits of live broadcast.

After a while, Le Ming replied slowly: "Okay, I'll think about it."

This video ended abruptly here, indicating that Le Ming never spoke again during the tea party.

There are many similar short videos, and Le Ming fell into depression looking at those file names.

How can I find out the video that Ding Ran dare not touch?

I thought I could find out by sorting the modification date of the files, but Le Ming found that he didn't know the correct answer.

He didn't know what kind of live broadcast content would make Ding Ran dare not even touch it.

Even if he clicked on all the videos, he couldn't find the answer, because he was not Ding Ran back then.

Ding Ran said that his voice was in the live broadcast that time, but it didn't bring back Le Ming's memories, and he felt a slight sense of guilt.

Le Ming spent too long searching for the video, which caused today's live broadcast to be delayed a lot.

Although Le Ming's live broadcast style in the past was indeterminate, and he could broadcast whenever he wanted, but this time he hoped to strengthen the fans in the live broadcast room, so he deliberately set a live broadcast time.

Being late, he wrote on the introduction of the live broadcast room: "I'm late, I'm sorry, I will try my best to start the broadcast at [-] o'clock every day, take a two-hour break at noon, and continue until four o'clock in the afternoon."

At present, the popularity of this live broadcast room is still very weak, unlike Le Ming's own live broadcast room, there are fans squatting around anytime and anywhere, and it is helpful to gather popularity by agreeing the live broadcast time in advance.

He waited in the live broadcast room for a while before he saw someone slowly clicking in.

In the bullet screen, there are also bits and pieces of people talking:

[Finally the broadcast started, I thought it would not be broadcast today]

[It's really inconvenient not to have a Weibo reminder, meow, are you planning to register a Weibo? 】

[The one in front of you is laughing at me to death, if it registers Weibo, it will really go to the Internet celebrity]

[Internet celebrity is also very good!I have witnessed Le Ming's growth from an unknown CV to a well-known singer now, and now I witness a cat grow into an Internet celebrity, isn't it very reasonable! 】

These fans will probably never guess that the Le Ming they are thinking about is the same as the cat in front of them.

Le Ming's expression didn't fluctuate, and he started singing the first song into the microphone.

He originally planned to broadcast until four o'clock, but because he was late today, he increased the duration to five o'clock.

Five o'clock is the time for Ding Ran to get off work, so there should be time to clean up everything before Ding Ran goes home.

Le Ming was so cost-effective, and continued to support his voice that he hadn't sung for as long as today, and tried his best to finish the songs in the playlist he selected.

But when he sang before five o'clock, he suddenly heard the sound of a key opening the door. No matter how sensitive his reaction was, he didn't have time to withdraw his voice when he didn't finish singing a line.

When Ding Ran rushed into the door, his face was facing Le Ming who was singing into the microphone in the living room. His anxious expression immediately turned into extreme shock when he saw the cat standing on the table singing into the microphone. The visual shock was no less than Witness an alien invasion.

Le Ming closed his eyes, thinking sadly that today's live broadcast will probably turn into a shadow in his heart again.

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