The anchor is CP physique

It's kinda... hot. "

——It can’t be said that I was shocked by the scale of your fans’ flirting...

The current season is approaching late autumn, and today's temperature alone is impossible to match the word "hot".

Seeing his slightly evasive expression, Jiang Mu withdrew his hand and glanced silently at the mobile phone on the sofa behind him. Without saying anything, he just turned on the humidifier in the living room, turned around and walked towards the water dispenser.

Liang Dongxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he didn't ask any more questions. The matter of picking up the pillow was also left behind, and he followed step by step:

"Jiang Mu...are you really going to quit the circle?"

"Ah."

The simple and rude affirmative answer seemed to have no intention of concealing it.

"why?"

Liang Dongxi hurried to get in front of him, and looked back at him curiously with his hands behind his back: "I've worked hard for five years, why did you just leave?"

Jiang Mu watched behind him, stopped him before he hit the water dispenser, took the water cup to catch the water, and said in a calm tone as if he didn't think it was a big deal: "No reason."

"There must be a reason..." Liang Dongxi pursed his lips and muttered, as if he didn't want to tell himself.Thinking of something, he sighed a little, "At that time, your fans will be very sad. At least they support each other all the way, won't you be reluctant to part with them?"

"will not."

The small water column fell into the cup unhurriedly, accompanied by the sound of ding dong, and a few mist-like water vapors faintly appeared on the edge of the cup.

Jiang Mu's voice was as calm as water, without any extra emotion: "I never did these things for them."

"..."

Liang Dongxi pursed his lips slightly, rubbed his heels against the floor, and said in a low voice, "So I'm not asking you, what is it for?"

Probably because he felt that the other party didn't want to tell him anymore, and he was still too curious to keep asking, and he felt a little embarrassed. His tone of voice became soft unconsciously, revealing an inexplicable way. Unidentified, coquettish taste that I didn't even realize.

...very sweet.

Jiang Mu's drooping eyelashes lifted up, and there was faintly imperceptible soft movement in the depths of his eyes, and he looked directly at him quietly.

The two looked at each other silently for a few seconds, and Liang Dongxi began to wonder: "...why are you looking at me?"

Thinking that there was something on his face, he tentatively raised his hand and rubbed it on his face. The skin where his fingertips touched was still warm, and still had a bit of the heat from before.

Jiang Mu withdrew his gaze, but did not answer him, but took away the nearly half-full water glass from under the spout.

"..."

Why do you always look like a dumb gourd?After asking and asking, I can't hold back a few words!Finally, Liang Dongxi couldn't help but kicked him lightly with his toe in depression.

——Fortunately, he only took half a glass of water.

Jiang Mu took a small spoon and unhurriedly stirred the still steaming tea in the cup. The two gazes on his side were full of resentment all the time, so he could only sigh softly:

"What about you, why are you?"

Liang Dongxi didn't understand what he meant for a while: "What about me? What's wrong with me?"

"Didn't you also live broadcast for more than four years, and suddenly stopped."

"........."

Liang Dongxi blanked his mind almost instinctively for five seconds. After five seconds, he realized what the other party said, and he was speechless, and only had time to utter a short tone-modified syllable:

"Ugh?"

When he felt the temperature of the water cool down a bit, Jiang Mu put the spoon aside, seeing that he was still in a state of being overwhelmed, he raised his hand and pressed the water glass to his face.

The slightly cool glass surface lightly touched the still flushed cheeks, which finally made people recover from the daze.

Liang Dongxi frowned, his expression was extremely tangled, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to speak out: "Jiang, Jiang Mu...you—you—"

"Ah."

Seeing how hard he was holding back, Jiang Mu responded, "I know."

The corners of Liang Dongxi's eyes and brows were still tangled, as if he was holding on to the last bit of luck, he tentatively asked: "Know what?"

Hearing this, there was a little mockery in the other party's eyes, and he didn't answer when he looked at him.

Facing this obviously meaningful look, Liang Dongxi gave up struggling after five seconds, and muttered dejectedly: "When did you know...?"

The corners of Jiang Mu's mouth twitched slightly: "Guess."

"..."

- don't guess.roll.

Jiang Mu handed over the water glass in his hand.

——I poured water myself and don’t want to drink it, why give it to me?

Even though he complained so much in his heart, Liang Dongxi still didn't refuse, he just took it as a shock to himself, and took it very simply with a mouthful of suffocation.

After drinking half a cup of tea, Liang Dongxi regained his confidence: "Where did I expose it? Why do you know that no one else knows?"

Jiang Mu took the empty water glass in his hand and put it aside, with an inexplicably comfortable expression: "So none of them are me."

——This guy is quite proud?

Liang Dongxi looked at him suspiciously: "You can't...just guess blindly based on what happened today?"

"No." Jiang Mu lazily leaned against the edge of the table, "Earlier."

Earlier... When is it?

Liang Dongxi frowned for a while, thinking hard, but he couldn't figure out where he had exposed his flaws. Instead, he thought of a question that had nothing to do with the current situation: "I said before that that I was your fan—"

Jiang Mu's expression remained unchanged, he just raised his eyelashes to look at him, and asked softly, "Aren't you?"

"..."

The emotional liar Liang Dongxi was a little embarrassed.

"Okay..." He whispered guiltyly, "I'll just reluctantly get a fan card..."

But besides feeling guilty, Liang Dongxi couldn't help feeling depressed.Originally, he only thought that Jiang Mu had been troubled by his ignorance, but when he inadvertently learned that the other party was about to withdraw from the circle, he felt very sorry, so he bit the bullet and went on stage to explain.

In the end, who knows, this guy has figured out his vest long ago!

The more Liang Dongxi thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved: "Hey! Then I made that statement, wouldn't it be a big loss!"

——In exchange for a month of confinement, plus a [-]D self-criticism, what a blood loss!

Jiang Mu didn't seem to care about this: "Didn't I tell you before that you don't have to worry about this matter."

"...how did I know what you meant?"

He thought that sentence was for Zheng Fang!

Thinking about being bored at home for a month, Liang Dongxi was about to die of grievance: "Anyway, it's all your fault, and I didn't speak clearly!"

"Then what should I say?"

The corners of Jiang Mu's mouth curled up in a teasing arc, and he asked humbly, "Mr. Liang Dong, I can solve the trouble you accidentally caused, so I won't bother you?"

Hearing his eccentricity, Liang Dongxi wanted to laugh a little, and tried to warn with a serious expression:

"Yes, I will say that next time."

The author has something to say:

Liang Dongxi: Don't ask.It was Jiang Mu's fault for asking.

Cooking intimately for the first time

After finally turning over from the previous chapter, Jiang Mu rinsed the water glass and walked out.

Liang Dongxi sneaked into the kitchen to look for food.

There were too many miscellaneous things before, so Zheng Fang only ate a half of the breakfast he bought, and he couldn't escape the fate of being cold in the middle.

However, since it was past ten o'clock, Liang Dongxi opened a box of yogurt to save himself from having lunch later, intending to just pad his stomach.

In line with the good humanistic qualities of thrift and thrift, he licked the lid clean very rigorously, and took the time to chat casually with outsiders: "By the way, what did you do when you went out early in the morning? Isn't the album ready?"

Jiang Mu's answer was mixed with a rustling voice: "Buy vegetables."

"……What?"

Liang Dongxi leaned out from the refrigerator door and looked over the kitchen door frame, and saw him pick up two plastic bags that had been left at the entrance earlier, and there were roughly fruits, vegetables, eggs and meat in them.

——Jiang Mu, who was shopping for vegetables.

Can the picture feel be more inconsistent?

Liang Dongxi couldn't care less about licking the yogurt cover. For a while, he couldn't help but suspect that the sun came out from the west today: "...Why did you go to buy it? Isn't it all bought by Brother Zheng?"

"There is still some finishing work before the studio is disbanded. Zheng Fang will mainly stay there after that, and won't come here every day."

Seeing him walk into the kitchen and put things on the counter, Liang Dongxi was still doubting what he got from these words: "So...you will be the one who cooks next?"

"Someone must meet." Jiang Mu methodically unwrapped the package, "Otherwise, do you want to do it?"

"..."

Regarding his proposal, Liang Dongxi did not immediately veto it, but said sincerely and sincerely: "If you don't mind preparing stomach medicine in advance."

No bragging, Liang Dongxi's personal culinary talent and skill points are congenitally lacking, and the kind that can't be brightened even after hard work the day after tomorrow.According to Liang Qiling's words, all the culinary works produced by his subordinates are to the point of "you will have diarrhea just by looking at them".

"Then I have to come."

Jiang Mu seemed to have guessed his answer a long time ago, but he didn't show any surprise and rejection. After picking out a few ingredients, he stuffed most of the rest into the refrigerator one by one, and then he started to wash the rice.

Even though he saw that he was doing well, based on the shabby memories left by the two bowls of porridge not long ago, Liang Dongxi still had a sincere distrust of him: "...do you know how to do it?"

Faced with doubts, Mr. Jiang Mu's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm: "I checked."

"..."

Checked means...?

Liang Dongxi was holding a yogurt cup and spoon in his mouth, and inexplicably, the image of this man with a noble and indifferent young face appeared in his mind, secretly searching the Internet for recipes in the middle of the night and not forgetting to take notes honestly - he couldn't help but find it funny.

In this way, could it be that they were in the vegetable market when they were making noise on the phone?

Liang Dongxi immediately got excited. After scooping out the remaining yogurt in three or two spoonfuls, he leaned over to point Jiangshan enthusiastically: "Do you know how to bargain when you buy vegetables? Maybe you won't even know if you are slaughtered!"

After being confused by his guidance, Jiang Mu raised his eyebrows slightly as if suddenly realized, then turned his eyes to meet his smug expression, and said in a deep voice, "Haggling is not allowed in supermarkets."

... Tsk.Really annoying.

Liang Dongxi, who has no experience in grocery shopping, silently kicked the picture of the open-air vegetable market out of his mind, and muttered in a muffled voice: "Is it my fault that supermarkets don't allow bargaining?"

After a few days, Jiang Mu Shun Mao's coaxing skills have become more and more proficient, and he followed the good advice without changing his face: "No matter what I think, it is indeed the supermarket's fault."

Liang Dongxi silently pursed the corners of his mouth to hide his smile, and went forward to touch and look around, feeling very fresh:

"Do you need my help?"

The tone of the words is consulting, but the expression on the face is clearly a positive willingness to actively fight.

Jiang Mu washed the rice and was pressing the cooking switch: "What do you want to do?"

Without hesitation, Liang Dongxi slapped the cutting board: "I'll chop the vegetables!"

——It's time to show the real technology!Today, the master of this game will let you see for yourself the exquisite and supreme knife skills in the legend!

As he said that, he went straight to the knife holder excitedly, but before he could touch the corner of the weapon handle, someone grabbed his wrist, and he heard two concise words in his ear.

"No."

"..." Liang Dong Xibaba looked at him, his lower lip pursed up silently.

... It's useless to act like a baby.

Jiang Mu insisted in a rare way: "No."

Seeing that there was no room for turning around, Liang Dongxi had no choice but to give up resentfully: "...you must never raise a son in the future, otherwise you will definitely have no childhood, and you will be bored to death..."

Seeing him walking to a corner in anger, Jiang Mu shook his head: "It's easy to decide whether to raise a son, but don't think about chopping vegetables."

Liang Dongxi snorted unhappily, decided to divert his anger to other ingredients, grabbed them and started messing around without even thinking about it.

After 3 minutes, he quickly couldn't bear the humiliation, stopped tearfully, and threw away the evil onion: "You just want to see me laugh!"

It was hard to hide his crying in the pleasant words, Jiang Mu's movement of putting the knife in his hand paused for an instant, and when he turned his head, he saw that he was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes and burst into tears.

"...What's wrong with me?" He put down what he was doing first, and went to lead him to the pool.

Liang Dongxi followed him, choked up and accused him: "Why didn't you stop me? Just now I wanted to take a knife and you stopped me faster than anyone else, but you didn't stop me when I got onions! It was clearly intentional!"

——What kind of biochemical weapon is this!It's obviously much scarier than a knife, okay?

"..."

In fact, Jiang Mu is really innocent.

This is the first time he has been cooking seriously since he grew up. He didn't pay attention to him during the cutting process, and he didn't pay attention to the sides for a few minutes. Who knew that this person would make himself like this.

Leading the person to the sink, Jiang Mu picked up a small handful of water and wiped the messy tears on his face.

Liang Dongxi still had his eyes closed, the ends of his eyes were faintly red, and his long eyelashes were sticking wetly to the bottom of his eyelids, trembling slightly, looking very pitiful.

Jiang Mu's gaze fixed on his face froze for a moment, and his hands moved a little more gently, took out a wet face towel to wipe off the remaining water drops around the eyes, and finally wiped the remaining water on the edge of his lips lightly, wiping off the That little circle licks the yogurt print on the lid.

Liang Dongxi obediently let him move all the time, and finally hesitated to open his eyes after a while.

Just a second before he opened his eyes, Jiang Mu lowered his eyes slightly, and the gloomy emotion in his eyes was quietly concealed. At the same time, he held his arm with a little force, and pushed the other person's body towards the kitchen door.

"You'd better go out and wait to eat."

"..."

Feeling that he was underestimated, Liang Dongxi's rebellious psychology began to emerge again. He turned around and said, "I want to stay here! I can do everything except peel onions!"

Seeing his fighting spirit rekindled all over his face, Jiang Mu sighed helplessly, took a few small green vegetables from the side, and put them by the sink: "Wash them clean."

"Little case! Look at mine!"

Promisingly boasting in Haikou, Liang Dongxi rolled up his sleeves and started washing.

He washes really seriously, breaking off every little leaf carefully, taking care of every corner and corner, if you want to describe how distracted you are, you can't wait to put body wash on these leaves. The posture of rubbing it several times.

Jiang Mu watched silently on the sidelines for half a minute, reckoning that there would be no more mistakes in a while, so he walked away and wanted to continue his work.

But before he took five steps, there was a sudden scream from behind, followed by a series of splashing noises. Before he could turn around, he was hit on the back with a bang.

Tilting his head slightly, he saw the other person's frightened pale face in his eyes, and then followed his gaze to the ground, it turned out to be a——

……cabbage caterpillar.

Even though he was thrown to the floor, he continued to crawl forward tenaciously.

Seeing this, Liang Dongxi felt that the soles of his feet were weak, and couldn't help but let out a pitiful wail, and in a panic, his feet jumped on the spot, and he simply jumped onto Jiang Mu's back in front of him.

Jiang Mu supported him with one hand, and held the facial tissue that he had not had time to throw away after wiping his face with the other hand. He turned and half bent down, and quickly caught the bug with his sharp eyes and hands.

Holding the paper towel wrapped in the vegetable worm, Jiang Mu straightened up again.

Then, for the next ten seconds or so, the atmosphere in the kitchen was inexplicably quiet.

Jiang Mu waited patiently for the ten seconds.

But obviously, a certain troublemaker who kept saying that he wanted to help, but actually didn't help much, but added to the chaos, is currently nestling on his back and trying to pretend to be dead, as if trying to use this posture to escape reality and spend the rest of his life—— , For a while, I didn't intend to get off my body.

He finally took the lead to break the silence: "Afraid of ghosts, afraid of the dark, afraid of bugs—what else are you afraid of, why don't you tell me once, so that you can be prepared in the future."

"..."

Relying on his shoulders, Liang Dongxi would not be seen blushing with shame, Liang Dongxi tried her best to be stubborn and try to win respect, her tone was firm and loud:

"I'm not afraid of anything!"

"Yeah." Jiang Mu nodded, pretending to spread out the tissue, "What kind of bug is this, I didn't see clearly just now—"

Liang Dongxi's scalp was about to explode in an instant, and his hands and feet strangled him tightly: "Hey!!!"

Jiang Mu stopped his movements with a smile: "Then change the question, what are you not afraid of?"

"..."

After thinking about being tricked again, Liang Dongxi couldn't bear it anymore, and said back in a muffled voice: "You! I'm not afraid of you!"

Jiang Mu turned his head slightly when he heard the words, and was quiet for a while before speaking again:

"...I can see it."

With one hand on his leg, Liang Dongxi kicked that calf, with a tense expression and repeated urging: "I see, throw that thing away soon! Drive!"

Jiang Mu laughed softly, from the angle of Liang Dongxi's line of sight, he could vaguely see the corner of his mouth curled up:

"Obey, Lord Dongdong."

……

After dealing with a certain uninvited guest, Jiang Mu finally managed to put the person off his back: "Are you willing to go out now, or do you want to stay here?"

Liang Dongxi had a sullen look on his face.

——The effect he expected should not be like this, what went wrong?

After all, he was a little unconvinced, and said in a muffled voice, "I can do everything except peeling onions and washing vegetables..."

They are not allowed to touch knives, can't peel onions, and dare not wash vegetables.

—What else is left?

Mr. Jiang Mu fell into deep thought.

After a while, Liang Dongxi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and raised his hand silently: "I can tie an apron!"

Jiang Mu looked slightly surprised: "As expected of you."

Liang Dongxi said calmly and modestly: "Thank you."

Half a minute later, Liang Dongxi found the apron, and the two stood facing each other.

Jiang Mu was taller than him, and he subconsciously wanted to stand on tiptoe, but stopped in the next second, and raised his chin to signal him, "Low your head."

Jiang Mu didn't express any objection to this, and he complied meekly, slightly lowering his neck towards him.

Liang Dongxi put it on for him, then led two laces around behind him, and carefully tied a neat bowknot—— After finishing, he clapped his hands and went back and forth to appreciate his hard-won fruits of labor. He couldn't help but feel satisfied Tut again and again.

Jiang Mu continued to do what he was doing, and nodded without looking at it, as if praising a child: "Well done."

……

After finally coaxing people to be happy and not intervening to help, Jiang Mu's cooking progress has been accelerated by more than a little bit.

Obviously it was his first time cooking, but he didn't seem to show any sense of panic like a novice cook. The whole process was rigorous and uncluttered, and he even had enough time to deal with the excess food residues in time. Dress neat and clean.

——Not to mention cooking, even if he is said to be doing experiments, some people will probably believe him.

Liang Dongxi was lying on the dining table facing the kitchen entrance, waiting for the meal to be served. He suddenly thought of something while watching: "Jiang Mu... I heard from Brother Zheng that you used to study medicine?"

"Ah."

Liang Dongxi looked curious and confused: "Then why did you change careers in the first place? The span is too big... Two completely irrelevant career directions, it feels difficult to go, right?

"It's ok."

Jiang Mu turned his back to him without turning around, his voice was very soft but revealed an indescribable sense of firmness.

Pausing for a second or two, as if to emphasize, he repeated: "It doesn't matter how difficult it is."

"Oh...do you like this job so much?"

Liang Dongxi was puzzled and muttered, but after thinking about it, he felt wrong: "But if this is the case, now that you have finally achieved results, why do you want to leave again?"

"There's no particular reason."

"...how could there be no reason?"

Her arms were about to go numb, so Liang Dongxi changed her posture, resting her chin on one hand, looking at the back figure in front of her, and muttered, "Sometimes I really don't understand you..."

The author has something to say:

Author: Report!In addition to being afraid of ghosts, the dark and bugs!Liang Dongxi is still afraid of injections!Afraid of taking medicine!Afraid of... (mouth covered)

Liang Dongxi: It is purely fabricated and has been handed over to a lawyer.

Collection TOP.2

This is a surprisingly large private storage room.

The display cabinets made of high-quality materials are arranged along the wall, and the outer layer is sealed with glass.At first glance, the number of collections is astonishingly large, but because they are placed in order, they are not crowded and disordered at all, which shows the degree of care in daily care.

The tall man walked silently in front of the cabinet, his dark eyes gliding slowly over his many years of collection, like some kind of beast patrolling the territory, silently swearing the right to possess.

As he walked forward, his slender fingers stroked the cold and smooth glass surface—the movements were so gentle, revealing an indescribable sense of preciousness, almost like a lingering caress for a lover.

— until the end of the blank.

The interior of the cabinet was not filled, and various collections suddenly reached the end somewhere.At the same time, the man's footsteps also stopped at that position, and his fingers stopped on the glass.

Looking at the terminator that had no warning, he narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression somewhat secretive and complicated.

For a while, the air seemed to be slightly tense, and it was so quiet that there was no other sound.A few seconds later, there were two unhurried taps of fingertips on the glass surface, which broke the stagnant silence.

He looked away from the window, turned his feet, and walked straight out of the room without looking back, leaving only a deep voice:

"The back is all disassembled."

Another figure who stayed in place nodded and said: "Yes."

Until it was confirmed that the master had left the field of vision, the girl who had been standing quietly in the corner of the room before, dressed in a maid outfit, walked forward with small steps: "Assistant Kevin..."

Thinking about the instructions she just heard, she pointed carefully at the cabinet in front of her, and asked for confirmation: "——Aren't the shelves at the back all unusable? Why are they about to be dismantled all of a sudden?"

"Well, it probably won't be useful for the time being."

The man named Kevin was dressed in a well-dressed uniform. After nodding in affirmation, he thought of something else and ordered to remind her: "I can also get someone to buy a new one."

"……what?"

The little maid was slightly stunned, and when she understood the meaning of his words, her expression was suddenly lit up with surprise: "Ah! Is the young master finally going to have a new collection?"

Kevin smiled and did not deny it.

Whenever outsiders talk about the two younger generations of the Fu family, most of the topics will focus on Fu Zijun, who is the eldest son.And compared to this proud son of heaven, as his younger brother, Fu Zisheng... is really a younger brother.

Even relying on the golden signboard of the Fu family, what he has done over the years have been trivial matters that cannot be put on the table, and few people care about it.

But outsiders don't pay attention, and those who have been around for a long time know very well that among the works that Second Young Master Fu has handled in the past, there are two that he is most satisfied with.

And these two works are being displayed in front of them at this time.

At first glance, the items on that row of shelves are all luxuriously bound, even if it is mistaken for some valuable masters, it is not surprising.But in fact, none of them can be called a decent "work of art".If they had to be given a position, it would be more appropriate to call them "souvenirs".

——These things are all kinds of things, very detailed and faithful, recording two long years of career.

The first period spanned up to five years.

Once upon a time, Fu Er Shao, who could reach adulthood, first showed his strengths, and a investment sponsorship in the nature of playing tickets made him acquainted with that genius boy who would rise to fame in the future.

For a long time, the popularity of the names Yinchuan and West were basically equal.It can even be said that in the very beginning, the reputation of the Yinchuan team was built by West alone.

At the age of 15, he made his professional debut and crazily broke the league record. One of the top ten shots in the season review collection had seven spots, and he became an instant hit—truly "debut is the pinnacle".Even Zero, another player known as the "Yinchuan Double C" with him, was completely incomparable to him back then.Winning the soft-handed champion and countless honors are still vivid in my mind.

Until five years later, the 20-year-old West made a mistake in the game, and the Yinchuan team upset and missed the trophy. After the game, West announced his retirement without warning to the outside world, and the legend came to an abrupt end.

In this storage room, there are video materials, series of interviews, related reports, and trophy records that West has participated in all the big and small competitions... in every detail.

For five years, Fu Zisheng has been the chief behind-the-scenes sponsor of the Yinchuan team.With the announcement of West's retirement, he also withdrew from the Yinchuan team, and then——

Recalling the past, the little maid couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

If I remember correctly, it seems that around that time, the direction of public opinion inside and outside the family overwhelmingly leaned towards the young master.

At that time, he graduated from the Air Force Academy as a perfect student. After a few months of leisure, Fu Zijun issued an application to officially enlist in the army. Since then, his achievements have been continuously promoted, which can be called the glory of the whole family.

On the other hand, Fu Zisheng began to be mercilessly labeled as an uneducated and playboy by the outside world.

First, because of his family's incomprehensible stubbornness, he insisted on creating a little-known online live broadcast platform, and then he ended up personally, hand in hand, making a small transparent anchor a top-notch...Internet celebrity.

From the beginning to the end, the host's thousands of copies of the live video and screen recordings will be updated in this cabinet in real time at the first time, rain or shine.

Just like that, another five years later, the anchor left without saying goodbye.

These two periods add up and span as long as ten years.Every time I think back to the past ten years, the maid can't help but secretly sigh - the fortune of my young master's star chasing is really not very good!

The first time was picking the wrong person, falling in love with someone who shouldn’t be loved, showing a heart to the blind, but idols are too hard-core, they don’t take fans seriously at all, they retire when they say they are retired, and wave their hands Not taking a single cloud with you...

The second time I finally learned to understand the hard truth of "cultivation is the true meaning of star chasing", but when I met an unkind person, I happened to meet an immature wolf cub, and I didn't have time to sigh with emotion. , was kicked in the blink of an eye...

Hey boo boo!

The little girl sighed, with a heartbroken expression on her face - as the employee in charge of taking care of this storage room, no one knows better than her that the collection in this room has not been "updated" for nearly half a month.

Assistant Kevin didn't disturb the small theater in his colleague's mind during the whole process, but just stood by the side with his arms folded, silently admiring her personal beauty performance.

After a long while, the little maid finally retracted her entangled thoughts about the past, took a deep breath, and regained her vitality.Remembering the third idol that the master has taken a fancy to, her eyes are filled with anticipation:

"What's the name of the guest this time?"

Regarding this question, Mr. Assistant raised his hand and pushed down his glasses, thinking about it for a while:

"……'all directions'."

-

"all directions!!!"

The steady and undulating mechanical tone, combined with the heart-piercing original content, can arouse the audience's desire to complain every minute.

With a blank expression on his face, Jiang Mu ruthlessly blocked the function of the barrage girl in the live broadcast room without hesitation.

Liang Dongxi was just going downstairs to get an apple to nibble on. When he passed by and saw Jiang Mu's live broadcast, he stopped by and took a look. However, he was so loud that he almost smashed the apple core onto the computer screen.

It's no wonder that the audience started howling when they saw the hem of his clothes. It's really like three autumns after a day without seeing him, a true portrayal of contemporary CP fans.

Early this morning, the finished product of the "Crow Blue" radio drama has been released as scheduled. Thanks to the cold winter wind, the popularity has obviously risen to a higher level than before. The fans below are beating gongs and drums, and participating in the cv. The team is never tired of it——

Therefore, against the backdrop of the above parties, the silent account homepages of the two protagonists are particularly conspicuous.

Jiang Mu has always been known in the circle for his aloofness, and everyone is no stranger to his attitude of being indifferent to this matter.

But Liang Dongxi was also as quiet as a chicken, but only because... the thought of his brothers and uncles who were thousands of miles away were also listening, he was so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to bury himself.

Driven by the desire to survive, the citizens of Liang chose to escape reality and forcibly blocked all relevant information.

——The role is not for him.

—he doesn't know anything.

——Everything is raining on him.

What the fans are most looking forward to is the movement of the two of them. Seeing that the two of them pretended to be dead, they had to take turns begging for food:

#Do you still have any self-consciousness as a leading actor!I love coming out for business! #

The live broadcast room on the official website was so disturbed that the manager Zheng Fang, who was guarding the studio, couldn't bear the disturbance. He called more than a dozen urging calls, and finally urged Jiang Mu to start the live broadcast to express public outrage.

Right now, I have picked up a star and a half of the same frame food, and millions of fans are overjoyed, and the whole live broadcast room is filled with a pink, silly, sweet atmosphere.

Looking at the carefree and beaming images full of screen, Liang Dongxi couldn't help feeling a little emotional.These guys don't know about Jiang Mu's upcoming retirement, so they can be so happy... In a few days, they will be crying.

Of course, his own situation is not as optimistic as theirs, and the days of "freedom" are running out. When he is captured by his elder brother and taken home, he will definitely not have any good fruit to eat...

Thinking of this, Liang Dongxi suddenly had a sense of seeing them in pity (x).

Hearing him groaning on the side, Jiang Mu paused his fingers manipulating the mouse, and looked up, his eyes were full of mourning.

"……What's wrong."

Liang Dongxi pouted his mouth, and paused every word: "No, chat."

He was thinking about how he would spend a month without going out of the gate and facing the wall. Just thinking about it, he felt like mushrooms would grow all over his body.

Jiang Mu pondered for a while, exited the current screen page, and clicked on a folder on the desktop instead:

"Liu Shanshan's game, do you want to play?"

After several twists and turns, the former assistant's self-made game finally completed the final data test, and the game package was sent this morning.

Hearing him mention this suddenly, Liang Dongxi froze for a moment, then slowly recalled that he and Jiang Mu still owed the audience a live broadcast...

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately pricked up their ears, and the barrage was ready to go.

But compared to the screen full of wolf blood seething with the smell of meat, Liang Dongxi just tilted his head halfway, and the whole person was lazy, but his interest was not too high: "I'm a little tired today... Let's play again tomorrow?"

Completely ignoring the densely packed Erkang hands on the bullet screen, Jiang Mu withdrew from the game bag and pulled a chair from the side: "Tomorrow will probably be even more tiring."

Without even thinking about it, Liang Dongxi continued: "The day after tomorrow—" After finishing speaking, he felt that his words seemed to mean something, "What's going on tomorrow, is there anything you can do?"

The second half of the sentence was asked to the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Hey! Little brother doesn't even know?"

Liang Dongxi sat down on the chair that Jiang Mu dragged over, holding his face in one hand, half of his cheeks were crushed flat, and he said in a low voice: "You know what?"

Before he sat down, Jiang Mu turned off the camera.But at this moment, the barrage didn't take care of the protests, and they rushed to gossip about popular science.

It turned out to be an event announced by the studio a few days ago. It is called the pre-sale of the album, and it is planning to hold a small signing event. The number of fans participating in the event is tentatively limited to less than [-].

After wondering for a few seconds at first, Liang Dongxi quickly understood—probably because this is Jiang Mu’s last work, and wanted to pursue the ending as smoothly as possible—unsurprisingly, this should be the last fan Welfare.

After introducing the inside story of the news, the barrage is on