The anchor is CP physique

It's too late and there won't be a second inning.

Jiang Mu operated the mouse and quit the game.

Seeing the gloomy game interface disappear in front of his eyes, Liang Dongxi suddenly felt light all over, and the fatigue that he had suppressed for two whole days surged up, and he couldn't help yawning.

——There is only one last time left, and it is victory to survive!

Considering the presence of the audience in the live broadcast room, he subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand to lower the volume, but Jiang Mu could still hear it clearly because he was so close.

After a pause in the operation of the mouse, Jiang Mu raised his eyes and glanced at his face, his eyes focused very precisely on the two dark circles under his eyes that had been getting worse since he lived in his home.

His sight was fleeting, and Jiang Mu looked back at the screen again. There was still no emotion on his face, and the order of his operations was orderly. After everything was ready, he only said one last sentence before downloading the broadcast:

"Temporary notice, tomorrow's live broadcast will be cancelled."

In the next second, the interface of the live broadcast room went black, and there was only a line of official notices saying "the anchor is not at home".

The audience was originally saying goodnight to each other on the bullet screen, but suddenly they all froze.After realizing the content of the sentence just now, the atmosphere of satisfaction and harmony in the entire live broadcast room also changed instantly——

"...!?"

"...exm?"

"... Sudden bad news?"

……

Contrary to the reaction of the audience, Liang Dongxi looked at Jiang Mu with blingbling eyes for a moment.

"That" script

The next morning, Liang Dongxi went downstairs after washing, and saw Jiang Mu and Zheng Fang sitting on both sides of the dining table, one eating and the other watching, the two sides were silent.

Those with a more delicate mind may be able to find that there is actually some unusual tension in that silent atmosphere.

But Liang Dongxi was separated from the words "mindful and delicate" by several dimensions, so he didn't notice it at the moment. He not only jumped over happily, but also greeted both of them excitedly:

"Morning, Brother Jiang! Good morning, Brother Zheng!"

Zheng Fang stared at Jiang Mu's dark gaze for a moment, then turned to look at him, moved his lips and wanted to say something, but then caught a few bristles of bristling hairs on his head, after all, he didn't say anything, just looked at him from the side of his hand. He took out another breakfast from the thermos and handed it over with a blank expression, along with a cup of soy milk.

Liang Dongxi took it with his hand, thanked him obediently, then sat down on the seat next to Jiang Mu, and started eating seriously.

"..."

Since early in the morning, Zheng Fang's chest has been suffocated with anger in his throat. Now, looking at the hairs on the two heads side by side in front of him, he silently recited "Mo" several times in his heart. Angry" mantra, this is how to control the tone of the exit so that the tone is not so sharp.

"...Last night, what did you two do while I was away?"

Jiang Mu was indifferent to this abrupt question.

Liang Dongxi listened very innocently, raised his head from the breakfast in front of him, and thought for a while in wonder, his voice was a little vague because he was biting the straw: "Did you do anything?"

Just played a game.

"……Did not do anything."

Repeating his words, Zheng Fang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, pulled out a large bundle of bulging portfolios from the briefcase on the side, and threw them on the table with a thud:

"If you really didn't do anything, how should you explain these things? Huh?"

Liang Dongxi was taken aback, the straw fell out of his mouth, he looked at him in a daze, and then at the lump that he didn't know what it was, feeling a little helpless.

At this time, Jiang Mu beside him said calmly without raising his head: "Don't pay attention to him, eat yours."

"……Oh."

Liang Dongxi carefully picked up the straw again.

However, Jiang Mu's utterance actively attracted firepower, and Zheng Fang finally turned the muzzle back on him.

"And you! What's going on with you! What's the matter with the sudden cancellation of the live broadcast? Promise to the fans on a whim and say pigeons? You have to give a reason, right? You don't know what happened in the live broadcast room from last night to now Got it! You’re just in such a hurry to give black fans a handle!?”

Liang Dongxi couldn't help but feel very surprised seeing him turn into a machine gun and blare a lot.

After getting along a few days ago, Zheng Fang has always given him an image of an honest man who is easy to negotiate and can be bullied by anyone. Today is the first time I see him showing a painting style that fits the characteristics of a "broker".

However, Jiang Mu, who faced the bombardment directly, was obviously not very cooperative with the other party's performance. He turned a deaf ear from the beginning to the end, until finally he put down his chopsticks and wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue. When he got up, his face was still indifferent.

Liang Dongxi half looked up at him, thinking of Zheng Fang's words just now, couldn't help frowning slightly.

Last night, the other party suddenly said that he would cancel tonight's live broadcast. He was only happy when he heard it, and didn't have time to think about it... Now, according to what Zheng Fang said, because of this incident, it seems that there are black fans in the live broadcast room. Rhythm, isn't that—

His thoughts were wandering slowly, and before he could think of a reason, Jiang Mu seemed to notice his gaze, and he stopped when he was about to walk away from his seat, and looked down:

"how."

Liang Dongxi came back to his senses and shook his head: "...it's okay."

After he said that, Jiang Mu's eyes didn't move away from his face, but fixed on a certain point, with a slightly serious look between his brows.

After such a few seconds, Jiang Mu suddenly bent down towards him, stopped at a distance of about [-] centimeters and looked at him closely, with a questioning tone:

"Still unwilling to sleep well?"

"..."

Liang Dongxi immediately wanted to reach out to cover her dark circles with her hands, but she held back and did not move. She only shrank her neck with a guilty conscience: "I, I recognize the bed... Is it not my fault that I can't sleep well?"

It's hard to say that it's because I haven't recovered from the psychological shadow of the past two days... This kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable.

Jiang Mu didn't comment on his stubbornness, his eyes silently passed over the two bruises, thoughtful.

The two of them had such an exchange of unclear meaning, and Uncle Zheng Fang, who had a rare moment of anger on the other side but was ignored and turned into a background board, finally couldn't help but want to run away and overturn the table:

"...Are you listening to me! The reason for canceling the live broadcast! Give me a reason, hey!"

"Why?"

Jiang Mu responded lightly, and straightened up: "For the sake of the life and health of the fans-is it enough?"

Zheng Fang was immediately speechless: "..."

After successfully giving an aboveboard reason, and ignoring the other party's reaction, Mr. Jiang Mu picked up the car keys on the table and went out without looking back.

Manager Zheng, who stayed where he was, stared at his back with resentment.

——The nonsense comes out of your mouth, can you talk a little more?Why don't you say it's because your aunt is here?

Zheng Fang couldn't help but began to wonder whether it would be better for him to have some antihypertensive drugs by his side every day...

After pressing the blue veins on his forehead, he turned around and met a pair of bright and curious baby eyes.

Liang Dongxi looked at him tentatively, and then looked at the portfolio on the table, hesitant to speak but then hesitating, as if he wanted to ask but dared not.

Seeing his appearance, Zheng Fang couldn't vent his anger even if he was angry, so he sighed, got up and poured himself a glass of cold water.

"Brother Zheng, what's going on? Is the non-live broadcast tonight a bad influence?" Liang Dongxi tried hard to hold back the idea of ​​peeking at the contents of the portfolio while he was away, and asked tentatively.

"The point is not that..."

Zheng Fang seemed to be struggling with how to express it, and finally simply pushed the tablet in front of him: "I can't make it clear for a while... You should read it yourself, just click on a post to enter."

The public chat page of the Fengye platform was displayed on the screen, and Liang Dongxi clicked into a hot post on the top. The title was: [Recently, the fasting blood sugar level is obviously high and how to break it]

After clicking in, Liang Dongxi, with a very serious attitude of eating melons, looked down from the beginning to the end——

[1F][Original]: It's over, for a few days in a row, this girl doesn't even care about her own love, so she just expects to see these two dogs fight each other alive.It smells delicious when you eat it, and you grow meat when you drink it...

[2nd floor]: Add one upstairs.In the past few nights, Shi Lezhi has been insulted by the old mother every day with a silly smile on his face. I'mfine[stand hand]

[3F]: I can't see enough!No!enough! ! !I'm going to be forced out of hunger and thirst by these two bastards!Chasing dramas has never been so tortured!

[Fourth floor]: I proposed guna with some non-CP drama before! (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻ You two! Hurry up and make me a gay drama!!!

[Floor 5]: With meat!Meat!Meat!There must be a lot of boat scenes!Do not drive the car for a thousand miles at one time, and it is absolutely not allowed to stop!

[Floor 6]: One hundred and eight thousand miles [Khan] Did you take a car or somersault cloud upstairs?Which gasoline is not so economical...

……

So far, one page has been turned, and Liang Dongxi is still confused: "...What do you mean by all this?"

Similar to the experience of browsing popular posts last time, he was once again confused by the strange vocabulary in it.

Zheng Fang stood beside his chair with a water glass, but did not explain further: "Look down."

Liang Dongxi had no choice but to turn to the second page, bite the bullet and continue to climb the stairs——

[Floor 11]: That... raise your hand quietly and say something... Everyone's psychology is understandable, but you must stay rational!Choosing that kind of script for Mu Da... really hurt him!And the current situation is already more sensitive...

[Floor 12]: Add one upstairs.Mu Da gave us the full right to choose the script, don't betray his trust on the spur of the moment!

[Floor 13]: Yes!Don't just focus on the gimmicks of driving to sell meat, the first premise is the quality of the script!Remember remember!

[Floor 14]: Mu Da and little brother are so sweet!Do you have the heart to let the two of them match that kind of low and embarrassing spicy chicken drama? !Please wake me up!

……

The second page also turned to the head.

Liang Dongxi felt a burst of brainstorming in his head, and in the end there were only a bunch of question marks left: "...how did you suddenly talk about the selection of the script?"

Completely unable to grasp the essence of this post, Liang Dongxi raised his eyes from the screen in confusion, glanced at the portfolio on the desktop from the corner of his eye, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration:

"This is the script?"

Zheng Fang was a little helpless: "These are indeed scripts... they were faxed to me by the official studios of major radio dramas—the weight of light from last night to this morning."

From Radio Drama Studio?

Liang Dongxi tried to speculate: "It means that they want Jiang Mu to act in their drama?"

It's a good thing to have business coming to your door!Of course, with Jiang Mu's status, he might not be too fond of radio dramas.

"No." Zheng Fang shook his head and corrected him: "They want Jiang Mu to act in their drama with you."

"I……?"

Having been distracted by horror games for too long, Comrade Liang Dongxi finally recalled what he had to do when he lived in Jiang Mu's house during this trip.

"Didn't you say that his fans should choose by themselves? How did it become a studio?"

"..."

Seeing that the opponent's melon-eating skills are really urgent, Zheng Fang no longer makes things difficult for him: "They are asking me to show these scripts in front of the fans, so as to make a sense of presence."

Liang Dongxi half-understood what he heard, and nodded his head pretending to be deep, but he still didn't get the point where the other party was angry before: "Oh."

"..."

Zheng Fang drank the whole glass of water in one gulp, and broke the can: "Anyway, this is the end... Now I want to remind you to be mentally prepared. Although the fans haven't made a specific choice, the script you and Jiang Mu will not come out." Accident is probably 'that' kind of drama."

Liang Dongxi couldn't help leaning forward curiously: "...What is 'that' drama?"

"It's the kind where men fall in love with men." Zheng Fang said, pointing to the portfolio on the table expressionlessly, "It's the same as that pile."

-

After hearing Zheng Fang's words, Liang Dongxi became curious for a moment, and couldn't help but flip through one of the piles of scripts, and then found that the content in it was so damn addictive, he spent most of the day wandering in the world of crispy duck literature Unable to extricate themselves, since then officially opened the door to a new world.

—Of course not.

In fact, after hearing Zheng Fang's words, Liang Dongxi was emmmm for a while, and when he spoke again, he focused on a very strange point: "Brother Zheng, you seem to really don't want Jiang Mu to match this kind of The appearance of the show... Is it because of this that I was so angry before? You are not the homophobic patient in the legend, are you?"

At the end, his entire facial features were slightly wrinkled, with a look of "I didn't expect you to be such a person", and he snorted a few times in disgust.

"..."

Zheng Fang stretched out his hand and patted his hair without saying a word: "Don't talk nonsense, kid, who is homophobic?"

"I'm not afraid of the same. Why are you so opposed? Anyway, they are all radio dramas. If Jiang Mu's fans really like them, they will choose them."

Zheng Fang was slightly silent, and finally sighed with a complicated expression: "You don't understand... It's not that I object, I'm just worried... that Jiang Mu's family will object."

Liang Dongxi was taken aback for a moment. In his cognition, the words "Jiang Mu's family" appeared for the first time.Looking back now, when I checked Jiang Mu's past information on the Internet, it seemed that he never mentioned the other party's family situation.

He turned his head and looked around at the furniture arrangement around him: "That's right, where is his family? He seems to be the only one living in this house, right?"

"This is a house he bought himself. His hometown is... not here."

Zheng Fang was somewhat evasive: "Anyway, his family's situation is very special... When he suddenly wanted to enter the entertainment circle, his emotions were very conflicted, but Jiang Mu's stubborn temper, he couldn't persuade him even after he beat him, and couldn't persuade him back. In the end, I was sent to follow him to watch, at least not to let him do too much outside. But in this situation..."

Liang Dongxi listened thoughtfully, and misplaced the main point again: "Souga... I still find it strange that the relationship between the two of you is not like the relationship between a manager and an artist. So you were originally attracted by him. The family called to take care of him..."

He was talking about what he thought of, mumbled mumbled after pondering, "That sounds like Jiang Mu's family is in good condition? Could it be that he is the legend—if he can't get along in the entertainment industry, he will be forced to go home and inherit millions of dollars?" Family property—the kind of 'inspirational' idol?"

"Millions of property..." The mood was gloomy all morning, but Zheng Fang still couldn't help being amused by the words in his words. He thought for a while, "There seems to be nothing wrong with this understanding."

little assistant

After venting his bad emotions, when it was time for lunch, Uncle Zheng Fang still went to cook hard.

Liang Dongxi had nothing to do at first, he was touching this side and looking there, at this moment, he suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

……what?

Jiang Mu came back so early?But a few days ago, he opened the door by himself, and never condescended to ring the doorbell... Could it be that he forgot to bring the key today?

Although it was strange, Liang Dongxi ran to open the door excitedly.

But when I opened the door and looked at each other, the person standing outside was not Jiang Mu's figure, but a strange young girl, petite, youthful and beautiful, with a black leather backpack on her shoulders. Still with stock student anger.

"..."

Liang Dongxi was in a daze for a few seconds, and even wondered for a while whether Jiang Mu's illegitimate meal came to him...

Before he could react, the other party had already entered the space where the door was opened. After standing still, he stared at him with a pair of eyes and a smile on his face:

"East, West, North, South! You are East, West, North, South!"

"..."

Because he didn't know the other party's identity, or even whether he was "leading the wolf into the house", Liang Dongxi wondered whether he should nod.

Just as he was hesitating, Zheng Fang in the kitchen seemed to have heard the movement, and he poked his head out to have a look. When he saw the person standing at the entrance, he was surprised and said, "Xiao Liu? Why are you here? Is there no work in the studio?"

"Hello, Uncle Zheng!" The girl waved her hands energetically, and then replied, "The boss sent me here."

The dishes in the pot were still burning, so Zheng Fang shrank back, only the voice came over: "Jiang Mu asked you to come over? What's the matter?"

The girl looked back at Liang Dongxi, and patted the bag on her back with a smile: "Let me bring something to my little brother!"

Hearing this, Liang Dongxi finally understands, the girl is not an illegitimate child, she is probably an employee of Jiang Mu, right?

But when he heard that he was giving him something, he couldn't help but feel a little curious, what kind of gift Jiang Mu could give him...

Could it be that his conscience found out that he felt sorry for letting fans play horror games for so many days, so he bought him a gift pack of snacks or something as a condolence?

With such unrealistic expectations and fantasies, he watched helplessly as the little girl finally took out...

a book.

Liang Dongxi: "..."

——exm?My stomach is starting to growl. Can you show me this?

Although I feel speechless in my heart, the girl in front of me has a pair of sparkling eyes locked on his face since he met him, and she is smiling brightly. Naturally, Liang Dongxi can't complain in front of her, so she just pretended to be calm and took the hand. , looked down at the cover, and saw a line of big characters:

"Theory of Dubbing Dried Goods Stewed in Chaos" Self-cultivation as a dubbing artist [-]"

Emmmm......

shenmegui?

What is this kind of cumbersome and amateurish title?You can tell the poor quality of the paper even without touching it, and the colorful and earthy cover design... The whole school looks like the kind of garbage small x book sold by the catty on the street.

He just didn't know how to react, Zheng Fang just turned off the fire and put the dishes on the table: "Have you had lunch yet, why don't you come here together?"

"Okay."

The girl readily agreed, and immediately stretched out her hand familiarly, pushing Liang Dongxi towards the dining table: "Little brother, let's eat!"

After they were seated, Zheng Fang gave a general introduction.It turned out that the girl's name was Liu Shanshan, and she was still a college student currently working as a part-time assistant in the studio.

Speaking of this, Zheng Fang saw the book in Liang Dongxi's hand, and frowned in confusion: "He asked you to send such a thing all the way?"

Ms. Liu Shanshan shrugged her shoulders: "I also find it strange... But whoever made the order from the boss himself, I dare not disobey."

As she spoke, she looked at Liang Dongxi who was picking up the food in the opposite seat, a bright smile appeared on her face again, and her voice softened:

"Mu Da probably lost his mind, little brother, don't take it seriously! This book is so boring, just flipping through two pages can make you yawn... If you really have any problems with the radio drama after that, It would be more useful to ask Mu Da directly."

Oh...that is to say, Jiang Mu specially sent a useless book to anger him.

Liang Dongxi chewed the meat in his mouth expressionlessly, and swallowed it.

Seeming to see his resentment, Zheng Fang couldn't help but smiled, and explained: "She bought this book blindly when she first came here, and Jiang Mu saw it and hated it at the time...Today, she actually specially asked her to read it. Sending it home, I must have lost my mind..."

He was talking about what he thought of, and said to the little girl: "Since you're all here, why don't you take Xiao Liang out to play after dinner?"

It’s okay if you don’t talk about it. When he heard this, Liu Shanshan’s classmate immediately cried and said: "I really want to! I have already bought movie tickets before I come here. Would I say it? Who knows that the boss called again halfway, Tell me to go back immediately after delivering the things, saying that I have added three temporary jobs... Huh, I don't know whether I can go back to school before evening self-study today..."

She murmured and lamented such things as "cold face, dark heart, cruel and ruthless", "deprivation of the two-person world between me and my little brother", "the ideal date was ruined", "we are about to leave the singles, but the unspoken rules of the boss interfere with it"... …

The words in the words were so passionate that Liang Dongxi's face turned red, so he had no choice but to encourage him, "Well, you've worked hard...Come on."

Hearing his voice, the little girl who was downcast just a second ago instantly revived with full blood, and her eyes were blingbling again: "By the way, little brother—you also know about the cancellation of the live broadcast tonight, right?"

Liang Dongxi nodded obediently.

The little girl blinked at him innocently: "You said... isn't it very good for Mu Da to make such a back and forth decision?"

"..."

Now that she doesn't have to use the word "go back and forth", Liang Dongxi is also embarrassed to say how happy she is with this decision of her family's Mu University... so she hesitates and then nods: "Uh... probably, there is so A little bit, isn't it...?"

Hearing that he also agreed with her point of view, Liu Shanshan pursed her lips and looked at him pitifully: "Then what should we do?"

"..." Liang Dongxi was full of confusion, this was Jiang Mu's own decision, what could he do...

By the way, why did you ask him this kind of thing?

Seeing that the communication between the two people was obviously not on the same channel, Zheng Fang on the side couldn't stand it any longer, and rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Are you enough... Are you addicted to seeing people cheating and acting?"

As he spoke, he pushed the dish closer to Liang Dongxi's bowl, motioning him to continue eating: "Don't bother with her, she's just a showman...she's blackmailing you."

"...?"

Liang Dongxi's eyes turned from the girl's bright and harmless smile, and he recalled the conversation just now, but he still couldn't see where he was blackmailed, and in the final analysis...what's wrong with him?

Seeing that the guy on the other side didn't seem guilty about being exposed by himself, Zheng Fang couldn't help but feel a little helpless: "You're talking nonsense, I know what you want to say... I want to mention the game you made, don't you? You have been poured cold water by Jiang Mu several times, so you still don't give up?"

Liu Shanshan smiled on her face: "What's the point of a few cold waters? The revolution has not yet succeeded, and every time I am hit, I become a little bit more Buddhist. Now I am a horse with a strong mentality... and I am not bragging, I think this time it will really work!" "

Zheng Fang didn't take it seriously, curled his lips: "Which time you didn't say that..."

Liang Dongxi was confused when he heard the conversation between the two of them, but when he suddenly caught a certain word in it, his eyes lit up like a conditioned reflex——

game made! ?

He immediately stared at the girl in front of him with piercing eyes: "You know how to play games?"

No wonder he reacted so strongly.

Liang Dongxi has had an extraordinary love for all kinds of games (except horror games) since he was a child. It can be said that since he has this concept, his life dreams are all two: one is to be able to play at the most passionate age To be a professional game player with great vigor, the other is to turn to the backstage to be a game developer and producer after getting too old to play professionally, and continue to contribute to this industry.

But unfortunately, in the end, he failed to take these two paths. Looking back on some things in the past few years, he himself sometimes can't help but sigh.

Now, when he heard his sudden utterance, Liu Shanshan was stunned for a moment, and said after deliberation: "I can't say that I can do it... I just have the willingness to develop in this area, and I usually try to do it."

Zheng Fang continued to debunk her unceremoniously: "She just doesn't do her job properly. She is an art student. The family has taught her to paint for so many years, but in the end she actually wants to play games... If I were her father, I would have to be angry at her." No high blood pressure."

Liu Shanshan had a clear conscience, and stuck out her tongue at him: "Young people have the capital to make a temporary decision to change course! How? I can't be envious~"

Zheng Fang sneered at it: "I've been talking nice things to Jiang Mu all day while serving tea and water, even if I beg him to play for free, he won't give me any favors... I'm envious of my size."

Liang Dongxi had seen that the two of them had an interesting quarrel, but now he heard it strangely: "Why did Jiang Mu get involved all of a sudden?"

The little girl smiled at him: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that my dad is rather old-fashioned, he doesn't accept my change of career, and then he just happens to know that I'm a fan of an anchor... Well, what to say-" If the streamer I like can recognize the value of the game I make, he will reluctantly agree that I won't starve to death on this road-something like that."

As she spoke, she became complacent: "He thought that I would give up if I couldn't get close to Mu Zhizhi? Just kidding... I think I tried every means at the beginning, and I succeeded in becoming the tea girl next to Mu Da - as the saying goes Well, if you are close to the water, you get the moon first, and a good start is half the battle!"

Zheng Fang said in a cold tone: "Unfortunately, the actual situation is that there has been no progress in the past year. You will graduate by this time next year, right? Let's see what you will explain to your father..."

After hearing his words, the little girl didn't seem to feel any pain at all: "Isn't there still one year left?"

Speaking of this, she saw Liang Dongxi, who was obediently listening to the end, with a smile on his face, and his tone was a bit unpredictable: "Besides, there is a great opportunity right now..."

Liang Dongxi was puzzled, when she suddenly saw a solemn expression on her face, and for the first time since meeting her, she put on a serious look: "Little brother, I am going so bravely on the road to pursue my dreams, do you think I am awesome?" Great?"

"..."

Liang Dongxi was a little speechless, did this expressly want him to praise her...

But in all fairness, he still appreciates the other party's confident and courageous personality, not to mention that the direction she is pursuing is also his favorite profession, so at this moment, Liang Dongxi answered her as sincerely as possible: "It's really great!"

The little girl grinned her big white teeth in satisfaction: "Since I'm so good, would my little brother want to play my game?"

"Me?" Liang Dongxi asked in confusion, "Didn't you want Jiang Mu to play?"

Zheng Fang couldn't help but rolled his eyes again, and said disgustedly: "She must want you to play with Jiang Mu... Maybe it's a game for two people to develop love? The text is just like a book Light novels are the same kind..."

"..."

Shuang, person, love, love, raise, grow, play, play.

Before Liang Dongxi had time to be embarrassed by these words, the student Liu Shanshan on the opposite side was already furious:

"It's not love, hey! It's an operational game that requires a lot of skills, okay!? Every frame in it is drawn by me!? There is no text! Fuck your light novel! My Games don't need such vulgar things as words!"

Seeing that the little girl blushed anxiously and was about to lift the table, Liang Dongxi responded in a slow tone: "Okay, okay, it's really amazing, it sounds amazing."

The other party seemed to have not calmed down from the fact that "his game was offended". Seeing him coaxing him nicely, he still looked at him blankly: "Then do you want to play?"

"..."

Liang Dongxi struggled for a while, then reluctantly responded: "If there is a chance..."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Shanshan jumped up from her seat, grabbed her bag and rushed towards the door, fearing that he would change his mind and yelled:

"Then it's done! I've finished the last few days, and I'll retouch it later. I will definitely bring the finished product before you move out from Mu Dajia's house! I don't mind the two of you live-streaming Just play and make up for tonight!"

She moved so fast that Liang Dongxi was too dazed to react, and Zheng Fang helplessly covered his forehead: "What's the use of you talking to him, you have to tell Jiang Mu..."

Liu Shanshan stepped quickly without turning her head: "I don't care! Anyway, the little brother agreed to round up, and even Mu Da also agreed! I'm leaving!"

With the sound of slamming the door, the little girl came and went in a hurry, without taking a cloud.

Liang Dongxi watched the other party walk away, speechless: "..."

——Is her math not taught by an art teacher?What is this weird rounding?

Zheng Fang looked at the bowl of rice on the opposite side, and spread his hands at him: "Let me tell you, she just wants to blackmail you."

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, the whole chapter was swallowed up by the manuscript box. I even thought about reading the comments after most of the day and night, and found that it was not the complete 16 chapters that were sent by the background, but the unfinished ones in the manuscript box. Chapter 17 Fragment... It's really an instant mental explosion _(:з」∠)_

Rewriting the same plot for the second time is a waste of time. The key is that it seems that I can't write the first time.Uncomfortable_(:з」∠)_

In the future, don’t type in the manuscript box in the backstage of jj again, it’s really deceitful _(:з」∠)_

Don't sleep until you finish memorizing

Since there was no need for a live broadcast, the preparations for the new album in the music room were coming to an end, and it was already late when Jiang Mu returned home that day.

Zheng Fang raised his hand to look at his watch, and couldn't help but yawned: "I'm going back, oh yes... I created a voting post under the live broadcast room before, and the statistics will be collected tomorrow, and the radio drama thing should be fine." It's settled. The specific role distribution will be discussed when the results come out tomorrow."

Jiang Mu casually loosened the top button of his collar, took the water glass and walked away, obviously not paying much attention to his words: "Yes."

Zheng Fang had already raised his feet and was about to go out, but seeing his indifferent appearance, he remembered something again, and hesitated to say something: "Also, that, about Xiao Liang..."

Jiang Mu glanced over while receiving the water: "What's wrong with him."

Zheng Fang thought about his words: "This kid... I didn't feel anything before, but when I was having dinner together today, I suddenly had such an idea, but I was not sure at the time, should I talk to him Talking about this situation, after much deliberation, it is better to tell you first..."

Jiang Mu was a little impatient when he heard him talking for a long time and couldn't get to the point: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"It's just... Have you noticed that he didn't seem to be in a very high mood two days ago?"

"so."

Zheng Fang glanced in the direction upstairs: "But he's been in a good mood all day today..."

Jiang Mu didn't bother to say anything more, and looked at him coldly.

Knowing that he would be kicked out if he went around in circles again, Zheng Fang laid the groundwork for a long time, and finally got into the subject: "I just thought...he was like before, could it be because he was unhappy about firing CP with you?"

During dinner, when he watched Liang Dongxi grilling rice with all kinds of joy, he suddenly came up with this idea...Compared with the other party's inexplicably sad appearance two days ago, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that his thinking made sense.

Why have you been unhappy before, but suddenly happy today?Compared with the previous two days, what's the difference today - isn't it because he doesn't have to live broadcast with Jiang Mu!

Regarding his agent's creative guess, Jiang Mu was noncommittal, and only gave him a look of "you seem to be a stick" to let him experience it.

Zheng Fang was furious about why he didn't go on the road: "Don't you know that some boys are born Yuzhi boys? It's one thing for people to be fans of you, and they don't want to fall in love with you. Of course they don't like it." I was said to be so sticky with you!"

Speaking of the latter, Zheng Fang was heartbroken, why didn't he discover this problem earlier?Such a cheerful and optimistic young man has been silent and depressed for several consecutive live broadcasts, obviously something is wrong!

"You didn't see it with your own eyes, just because you don't have to live with you, how happy is he today? Do you know how many bowls of rice he ate for dinner? Three bowls