Crematorium for all the sick seedlings after treatment

50?

This is obviously a bit too much. Before, even the fan Ringer was only more than 50. Suddenly, someone rewarded Cheng Feng with [-]. Moreover, this fan has no clear name, just a string of random clicks. of English letters.

Especially for a completely unfamiliar number, Cheng Feng clicked on the other party's homepage to see that there was nothing in it, it was very clean, it seemed like a newly registered account.

All of a sudden, 50 was given. If it wasn't for Cheng Feng himself, if it was for another anchor, Cheng Feng would probably think that this account is the anchor's own account, and he deliberately used it to vote for himself in order to increase his popularity.

There were people in the live broadcast room who had similar ideas to Cheng Feng, and it wasn't even just one.

Some people even wondered if the fan named Ringer had something to do with the anchor.

Otherwise, a small anchor in the painting area usually has a few hundred people at most in the live broadcast room, and basically no when there are thousands of people. Although there are [-] to [-] fans, there are not many live fans.

Suddenly there was a new account, and some viewers checked it immediately, and even saw the time when it was just registered, which was about half an hour ago.

If this does not explain something, it would be strange.

"Anchor, can't it be your trumpet?"

"The anchor is a rich second generation?"

"You invest money in yourself to play?"

"It's only 50. The platform earns half of it directly. It's not worth it. It's equivalent to being given away money directly by the platform."

"Isn't the anchor a favorite fan?"

"It's better to give a discount, even if it's 5 yuan, not 5000 yuan, it's better to use it to attract fans than to give it to the platform."

"Anchor?"

"still there?"

"If you are here, just squeak."

Cheng Feng was surprised by the reward of 50 yuan. On the live broadcast platform, 50 yuan was given at a time, which was still quite small. He was a small anchor, drawing a painting in obscurity, but someone specially registered a trumpet to send it to himself. money.

Who is it?

Cheng Feng was subconsciously curious about the other party's situation, and suddenly gave himself so much, as if he knew Cheng Feng, not just online, but in reality.

Ringer fan?

It shouldn't be possible. The other party seldom comes to the live broadcast room recently. He seems to be busy. Although he came today, his account is still there, and it is probably not him.

That is someone else.

The trumpet gave himself a reward, so much, and didn't say a word.

No matter how much Cheng Feng thought about it, he had a candidate in his mind, and if it was the other party, then it was really possible.

Cheng Feng did not thank the full-letter viewer in the live broadcast room, but clicked on the backstage private message of the other party. He entered a paragraph and politely asked about the other party's situation, but he just pressed send with his finger, but it was unexpectedly not sent successfully.

Going to the fan homepage again, the homepage can no longer be opened.

The fan just invested money, and the next second actually canceled the account.

what's the problem?

Cheng Feng didn't react for a long time.

"Anchor, are you chatting with Xin Bangyi?"

"It seems that the anchor needs to stabilize the big brother, so let's download it."

"You don't need to watch it anymore. Anyway, the anchor doesn't talk much at first. If it's the big brother, the anchor will obviously talk more."

"That's right, Ringer, the former No. [-] boss."

Lu Sheng was still holding his mobile phone, when someone suddenly appeared and snatched his list number one, and the other party was so generous in one shot, even Lu Sheng himself, he never thought of giving so much.

50, although for Lu Sheng, sometimes it may be the money for a random meal, but to vote for the anchor, to be honest, sometimes Lu Sheng will calculate the gains and losses.

Including the 18 given before, Lu Sheng is not reluctant to part with the money, but just thinks that maybe if he invests [-] or [-], the anchor will probably call him.

Lu Sheng stared closely at the canceled account, the other party had already logged out, and he ran fast, Lu Sheng suddenly became curious, wanting to know who that person was.

But since they all ran away, forget it.

Isn't it just 50?

Lu Sheng didn't like being robbed of his things by others, even if it was just a title.

The live broadcast room was silent for a while, because Cheng Feng's hand disappeared from the screen, and he was operating his mobile phone. Suddenly, all the broadcasts on the top of the live broadcast room reappeared. On the scrolling screen, he saw his obvious name from it, the anchor Dafeng Xiaoyu , Ringer fans voted for him 27 big cruise ships, with a total amount of 55.

[-] more votes than the letter audience just now.

"Boss, drink tea."

"Boss drinks iced Coke."

"Boss, do you need to beat your leg?"

"Boss, I can bark, just put a rope around my neck."

Everyone in Cheng Feng's live broadcast room was excited, as if they had their own share of the 55 gift.

Although I don't have my own share, I can witness it myself.

Their little anchor has been spotted by some funder, and will fly to the branch soon.

I was a little moved to witness the appearance of a future big anchor.

Less than half an hour before and after the live broadcast room, more than 100 million rewards were received. When the first 50 were tipped, many people came in, and not only the audience, but even some other anchors were also curious about what was going on.

Now there are another 55, and there are quite a lot of anchors in the live broadcast room.

There are also several familiar faces, and those anchors even have hundreds of thousands of fans, and some even have more than a million fans.

Cheng Feng didn't watch other anchors' live broadcast very much, but he still knew a few anchors.

The anchors greeted Cheng Feng.

"Am I entering the gangster's den?"

"Of course, you stabbed the boss."

"I still have to finish my sentence. What I said seems to be pornographic."

"Great wind and light rain, hello."

"People don't seem to be there?"

"Yes, this anchor is a Huahua anchor, and usually uses both hands to make a scene, and others don't."

"I don't think he's a beautiful man, but he's also a fairy."

"really?"

"Xiaoyu, close each other."

An anchor with a million fans followed Cheng Feng immediately, and asked Cheng Feng to follow him in a rather cheerful tone.

The million-dollar anchor even went to his live broadcast room to pull his fans over to let them meet the terrifying newcomer.

He has been singing and seeing the anchor for so many years, and it is really the first time he has seen a new anchor being so praised by the big brother on the list.

The anchor clicked on the fan tipping list, and saw two people in front of them with similar amount of money.

With such a generous shot, the anchors are quite envious when they sing.

Out of politeness, Cheng Feng also went back to sing and meet the anchor.

Then he opened his mouth to thank Ringer for his 55 reward.

He could hear his thanks, and he didn't seem particularly excited. Most people would be excited if someone rewarded him with [-], even if it was [-].

But Cheng Feng seemed calm, and his tone seemed to not want the tip from the other party.

"Boss Ringer."

Singing to see the anchor calling for Cheng Feng's list number one.

Lu Sheng watched the other people in the live broadcast room calling him out.

Lu Sheng suddenly didn't like this scene. His little anchor was seen by many people, and there are millions of anchors who are so active.

"Xiaofeng, the live broadcast is almost over, it's time for you to rest."

Ringer typed this sentence in the live broadcast room.

"The boss is really kind."

"It's enviable."

Singing and seeing the host talking quite a lot.

"Download the broadcast, go to rest, and don't paint secretly anymore."

Ringer spoke again, in a commanding tone.

This tone made Cheng Feng feel a little familiar, but thinking about it, it couldn't be that person.

As for that man, who wears suits and leather shoes at all times, even if he is not wearing a suit, but ordinary clothes, he is also a complete elite. It is hard for Cheng Feng to imagine that the other party will watch his live broadcast with his mobile phone.

What's more, although this platform has a lot of traffic, for a small ordinary anchor like him, he can only leave the country by hand, and often does not live broadcast on time, so it is impossible for a man to know himself.

"Thank you Linge for the reward. Since the big brother on the list has spoken, I will download it first. I may be fine in the next few days. I will broadcast it live when I have time."

"Thank you for watching, good night, everyone go to bed early."

"Good night, anchor."

"Good night, Xiao Yu." This was sent by the million anchor.

He hung up a Cheng Feng fan sign.

Cheng Feng turned off the broadcast, and a text message came to his mobile phone, and he just received a call from the other party.

"Do you know the audience in the live broadcast room with all letters?"

Lu Sheng didn't doubt Cheng Feng, but the other party logged out so quickly, it seemed that he had something to do with Cheng Feng in reality.

"I don't know, and I don't know who it is."

Cheng Feng probably has a guess in his heart, but it is not sure whether it is his ex-boyfriend or not.

He didn't intend to ask directly, the scumbag cheated, they broke up, and the other party wanted to make up for it now, but no matter how he did it, even if he gave him tens of millions, Cheng Feng would not have any emotional change, others might not know, he This person is actually emotional to a certain extent.

He doesn't like to share things with others, his own, so he can only be himself.

If it can be shared, then this thing is not considered unique to oneself, so it is better to let it out.

What he likes is the one and only.

"Is it your real suitor?"

If it was someone who liked Cheng Feng online, it would probably be the same as what Lu Sheng said, but they would give hundreds of thousands and then disappear suddenly.

"Perhaps, but I don't intend to fall in love."

Lu Sheng saw this sentence sent to him by the anchor. The meaning of the last word is obvious. If it is not there, it has another meaning. But now that it has it, it proves something.

"It's okay not to talk about it. You are not in good health. You should take care of your body first."

"Yeah, that's what I thought too. I'll talk about other things when I get better."

Although the good day may not come.

"Okay, you go to bed early."

"When will you broadcast live tomorrow?"

At first, he wanted to put down his phone, but Lu Sheng immediately asked the anchor again.

"It should be in the afternoon or evening. If you want to broadcast live, I will send you a text message in advance?"

After all, he is the number one brother in his live broadcast room, and the other party did not have any other demands on Cheng Feng. He gave hundreds of thousands, and did not even ask for an offline meeting. Although Cheng Feng might refuse, the other party expressed It was so normal, but it made Cheng Feng feel that perhaps he should maintain it a little bit.

The behavior of this fan in the previous life was so different from now, Cheng Feng didn't know what was going on, and the people around him had changed a lot inexplicably.

But the more it changes like this, the more indifferent Cheng Feng is, the more people are separated from each other, maybe someday these people will change back again, no matter what happens again, Cheng Feng will be calm.

Including this fan who seemed to be concerned about his body, even if he was disgraced soon because he was unhappy, so he slandered himself, the big deal is that he doesn’t live broadcast, the live broadcast is incidental, what he likes is painting .

No one sees it, and it's okay to paint alone.

What's more, this is a matter on the Internet. As long as the mobile phone is turned off, any dirty water and rumors have nothing to do with me.

In the past, Cheng Feng cared too much about other people's eyes, which caused him to live too tired all the time. Obviously, as long as he is a little selfish, he can be very happy.

Cheng Feng put down his phone and broadcast live for a while, he seemed a bit more tired than drawing, and felt sleepy, Cheng Feng planned to go to sleep.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, but Cheng Feng didn't lock the door. This is his own home, and he usually doesn't lock the door.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and Cheng Ming stood outside.

Seeing that Cheng Feng is still awake, and the computer is still on, it is still his live broadcast room.

Cheng Ming's expression became darker immediately.

"On the air?"

Cheng Ming walked in and glanced at the homepage of Cheng Feng's live broadcast. He knew Cheng Feng's live broadcast name, but he rarely entered the live broadcast room.

"It's just over, I'm going to sleep, what's the matter?"

Cheng Ming suddenly came to his room, ready to chat with him?

Cheng Feng yawned, he didn't like to chat with others at night.

"It seems that you haven't taken your medicine. Mom asked me to bring it up for you."

"Is the water still hot?"

After Cheng Ming put down the medicine, he went to get Cheng Feng's thermos. It seemed that the water was still warm.

"Take the medicine and go to bed."

Cheng Ming stared at Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng reached out to get the medicine, looked down at the pills in his hand, and the next moment he let go, all the pills were thrown into the trash can.

Cheng Ming was completely stunned. He blinked suddenly, thinking that he had read it wrong, but when he looked into the trash can, the pills were all inside.

"You hate me, I know, but you don't need to hurt your body. The body is yours, not mine. If you feel uncomfortable, you can't take revenge on me."

Cheng Ming's anger rushed to his head in an instant, the veins on his forehead immediately popped out, and he stared at Cheng Feng with unusually sharp eyes.

How could this person be like this, using his own body to punish him?

Cheng Ming couldn't figure it out.

"I didn't want to take revenge on you. I stopped the medicine a long time ago. I haven't taken it for a while. It's not because of you."

"Oh." Cheng Ming sneered.

"It's not because of me, it's because of Xie Rong?"

Otherwise, Cheng Ming couldn't think of any other reason.

"How long do you know."

Cheng Ming stared at Cheng Feng closely.

"How long is what?"

"It's about me and Xie Rong."

Cheng Ming didn't believe that Cheng Feng didn't know what he was asking, it was clear that this person knew everything.

"Do you know if it's still useful to say this now?"

"I said, Cheng Ming, you didn't snatch my things?"

"your things?"

"Is Xie Rong something to you?"

Cheng Feng hooked his lips, and looked back at Cheng Ming with an indifferent gaze.

"What can be taken away is not yours."

"I don't believe you don't understand such a truth."

Cheng Feng's throat itched and he coughed twice.

Taking the thermos cup to drink water, Cheng Ming took a step forward, squeezed his fingers by his side, and let go quickly.

"I'll get you medicine again. If you don't take it, I'll tell mom and the others."

"I don't know how to eat them even when they come. If I don't eat them, can you still feed me?"

Cheng Feng raised his chin slightly, his expression of indifference and resistance was vividly displayed.

"Cheng Feng!"

"What's the matter with you?"

"Just for a man, a trash thing, you torment yourself like this?"

"Do you think you've lived too long?"

"No, you're wrong. Instead, I don't take medicine because I want to live longer."

"What kind of nonsense is this?"

Cheng Ming had never heard of such fallacies.

"I'm going to sleep, go out and close the door."

Cheng Feng turned off the lamp, and closed his eyes when he lay down.

His eyes were closed, and his whole state was completely repulsive.

Cheng Ming came to the head of the bed in two steps, bent down and grabbed the edge of the bed quilt, trying to let Cheng Feng lift it and pull others up.

He just hesitated again.

Let go of the hand holding the quilt, Cheng Ming turned and walked out, stood at the door and looked inside again, Cheng Ming's mouth was almost full of heavy anger.

He closed the door gently, no matter how angry his heart was, he closed the door very lightly, afraid of disturbing Cheng Feng inside.

Turning around and going downstairs, the mother was still below, seeing Cheng Ming coming over and asking him if Cheng Feng had taken his medicine.

"Eat, he is sleeping now."

Cheng Ming and his mother lied.

That's good, his face looks worse than yesterday, and he will call the doctor to come home tomorrow morning.

The mother's eyes are full of worries about Cheng Feng. This child is born with poor health and needs to take medicine at any time. If the medicine is stopped one day, the mother is worried that the child will faint directly.

Cheng Ming looked down at his clenched fist. Cheng Feng stopped taking the medicine for a while, because of his relationship with Xie Rong?

The light of hatred flickered deep in Cheng Ming's pupils.

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, Cheng Ming went out alone, drove away, and called Xie Rong in the car. At that time, Xie Rong was still in the bar, and others were drinking. He didn't, he was in the bar. Looking through some photos, Cheng Feng's photos were taken by him before.

Xie Rong laughed. Everyone knew that he was in a bad mood recently, so they didn't bother him too much.

Cheng Ming called unexpectedly, Xie Rong thought that the other party had completely severed ties with him, but suddenly got in touch again, Xie Rong answered the phone.

"where is it?"

Cheng Ming asked, as soon as he heard the voice, it was not a good person.

Xie Rong didn't care about this, and gave Cheng Ming the location of the bar, and Cheng Ming said he would come over later, and he had something to talk to him about.

Xie Rong smiled coldly, what else could he and Cheng Ming talk about, if it was about Cheng Feng, that would be fine.

After Xie Rong served it, he raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, Xie Rong squeezed the glass and exhaled heavily.

Not long after Cheng closed his eyes, he opened them again, and took another look at the phone. The letter fans up to that point were still logged out, and no one else called or texted him.

The phone was pinned to the head of the bed, Cheng Feng pulled the quilt, and this time he closed his eyes and fell asleep directly.

The live broadcast room was closed, but someone watched it for a while with a mobile phone. The assistant was standing next to the man. The assistant had just registered for an account and tipped 50 yuan, but the man immediately sent a message asking him to cancel the account.

Lu Yan entered the main page of the host's platform again. This was the first time he watched it. He hadn't watched a few videos before, so it would be fine, so he checked it again.

After looking through it, Lu Yan saw a strange video.

It was a sketch video, because Lu Yan just saw a child doing sketches with his own eyes not long ago, so he has a sense of familiarity with this kind of video. As a result, after opening it, the speed of the video was accelerated in the later stage, and it would not slow down like a real painting. After more than ten minutes of the video, Lu Yan watched until the end. When the last profile sketch with glasses appeared, Lu Yan hardly doubted that the person wearing glasses was himself.

"Xu Yang, come and take a look."

Lu Yan called the assistant at the side, and the assistant came over immediately, looked down at the boss's phone, and his pupils gradually widened a lot.

"Boss is this you?"

"should be."

"I think absolutely."

Lu Yan looked up at Xu Yang, who immediately repeated.

"It's definitely you, the boss."

"The time seems to be more than half a month ago?"

That is to say, the child is drawing himself at that time.

The child drew himself in the live broadcast room. Although Lu Yan thought about this pair of glasses, he had never worn them before, and the hairstyle seemed to be changed by the child.

Afraid of being recognized by others?

It's a bit difficult to recognize, but if the person involved sees it, they will only see it immediately.

In other words, the child actually cared about himself at that time.

Otherwise, I would not draw my own sketches like this.

There were not many portraits sketched in the children's live broadcast room. Lu Yan stared at the sketches and clicked on the comment section.

This is what the assistant told Lu Yan. In the past, Lu Yan didn't have much contact with these things. You can check it out in the comment area, and some fans will comment.

Click on the comment.

The first one is the pinning of the anchor.

Someone asked the anchor if he could give him this picture of a handsome guy, but the anchor immediately refused, replying: "I like this picture too, I have to keep it for myself."

"The anchor doesn't like the people in it, does he?"

Someone replied below.

"Yes, I like it. Who doesn't like such a handsome person."

Lu Yan accidentally saw this sentence, and the assistant lowered his head and noticed it. The assistant immediately looked at Lu Yan. The person who was always calm in the past, but because of the boy's simple words, his complexion changed slightly. There is only a little change, but this change is already huge for Lu Yan.

"Boss, do you need me to give him some gifts every time I broadcast live in the future?"

The assistant basically knew that the boss was very interested in this child, but he had never cared so much about a person before.

"It's up to you."

Lu Yan didn't nod, but he didn't shake his head either.

This is actually a tacit consent.

"But I think the amount can be a little less, otherwise he might feel uneasy."

"Ah."

Lu Yan paid more attention to those comments. Children are very kind to fans and will reply to them.

Lu Yan looked calm on the surface, but there was already a huge wave in his heart.

Does the child like himself?

Such a straightforward confession, didn't you think that you would see it one day.

Looking at the number of fans of the child, the child probably felt that he would not let him see it, so he was so unscrupulous.

Lu Yan laughed, he hadn't been in such a happy mood for a long time.

Since the child also likes me, I don't need to have any extra worries.

The child obviously didn't dislike him being so much older than him, and it was the first time that Lu Yan felt that it was good that he didn't show his age on his face.

In this way, when he is with children in the future, others will not think that he is an old cow eating young grass.

Lu Yan laughed again, a relaxed laugh.

"Register another number, just give me."

He doesn't need an assistant. He uses it himself. After all, he is the person he wants to pursue. He always asks the assistant to do it, which makes him seem a little insincere.

As for whether to talk about your identity, that is a matter for the future. First, get in touch with the child more to understand him better, and let the child learn more about him through the Internet.

As for the Cheng family, they will get married in the future, so they should cooperate more.