I heard that if I don't pretend to be poor, I will die

It is said that it is a pasture, but it is actually just a small concentrated grazing area on the farm, located at the foot of the mountain and surrounded by fences.

There are cows and cows in the pasture, and the pigsty is also nearby. Chickens, ducks and geese are everywhere, running around.

Yang Qi's father was milking the cows with a bucket. Seeing them coming, he warmly greeted them.

Liu Xiahui was excitedly holding a live broadcast on his mobile phone. While filming the process of Yang Qi's father milking the cow, he told the audience in the live broadcast room: "I'm going to help milk the cow later, the camera may shake a little bit."

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to Yang Qi's father's appearance, Yang Qi felt relieved, and went over to Liu Xiahui and said, "Let me get it for you."

Liu Xiahui turned his head and saw Yang Qi stretching out his friendly hand to him, so he quickly and happily handed over the live broadcast equipment in his hand to Yang Qi.

Yang Qi held up the selfie stick, pointed the phone camera at Liu Xiahui, and helped him watch the barrage.

In fact, there was a reason for him to do this. He wanted to see what was said in the barrage, so as not to expose the identity of Yang Qi's father when there were too many people in the barrage.

Besides, the customer service has already told him that many of the group performers they invited are from the acting department or old group performers in the film and television city.

Paper can't hold fire.

In order to avoid the eyes of the audience, Yang Qi deliberately adjusted the shooting angle, and finally only Liu Xiahui in the camera can be seen.

Liu Xiahui is learning how to milk cows from Yang Qi's father very seriously.

But when Liu Xiahui rolled up his sleeves and was about to start, a cow next to him swept his tail and walked away, as if he didn't want to be touched by Liu Xiahui.

Yang Qi's father laughed: "Your strength is wrong, you can't squeeze it out."

As he spoke, he demonstrated the correct method of milking cows again.

Watsons on the side was eager to try. After successfully stealing the skills, he went to the cow with the bucket next to him.

Yang Qi held the mobile phone in his hand, patted Liu Xiahui and Watsons at the same time, and looked at the barrage from time to time.

I have to admit that when Yang Qi saw Liu Xiahui's popularity in the live broadcast room today, he was a little surprised, it actually reached 70!

You know, when Liu Xiahui was broadcasting live in the past, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room was only about 3 to [-], and the popularity value was only about [-].

And Liu Xiahui's total number of fans is only over 3, and [-] to [-] people watch each time. In fact, this viewing rate is considered good among anchors.

But no matter what, it is a small anchor after all, few people watch it, and its popularity is just like that.Can't go up, can't go down, the daily popularity value is very fixed, very inconspicuous among the anchors.

Moreover, Liu Xiahui often broadcasts games and lives in the game area all year round. The audience is single, and new audiences rarely come. Every time, he relies on old audiences to maintain popularity, so the popularity value has not been able to break through.

But today was different, Liu Xiahui had an outdoor event, which was very popular.

The popularity of the live broadcast room gradually increased, and it climbed to the homepage in an instant, and it is still growing slowly.

Yang Qi helped him look at the scrolling colorful barrage, and by the way helped Yang Qi thank the audience who gave gifts.

At this time, the audience already knew that it was Yang Qi who helped Liu Xiahui hold the phone, and they also recognized his voice, which was the good-voiced little brother heard in the Internet cafe last time. Everyone was very excited.

As soon as Yang Qi came, everyone's enthusiasm for posting barrage came, and the barrage floated by like snowflakes.

"Brother Yang Qi!"

"Wow, is that the roommate of the UP master?"

"The sound is so nice, I love it."

"Little brother, please show your face!"

……

Yang Qi looked at these bullet screens, smiled slightly, and did not respond.

This is not his live broadcast room, he can't steal the show, the main thing is to shoot Liu Xiahui doing farm work, that's the point.

Besides, he was wearing a mask so that he would not look on camera, how could he take it off!

So Yang Qi automatically ignored the bullet screens begging him to show his face, and concentrated on broadcasting live to Liu Xiahui.

Seeing Liu Xiahui's clumsy movements, the audience in the live broadcast laughed out loud.

"The action of the UP master is so funny~"

"Let's cheer up, the little brother next to me has already squeezed half of the bucket!"

"Huihui, use your strength!"

……

Huihui is the abbreviation of Liu Xiahui's ID in the live broadcast room, and the full name is "a wolf Huihui".

The last time Liu Xiahui felt that his ID in the live broadcast room was not cute enough and had no characteristics, so he asked his roommates to come up with ideas for him to come up with a better-sounding ID.

As a result, everyone's opinions were very inconsistent, some were funny, some were funny, some had connotations, and there were all kinds of things.

In the end, Liu Xiahui took such an ID himself, saying that it is quite cute, and it gives people a feeling that it is easier to get close to.

After changing the ID, Liu Xiahui's fan title in the live broadcast room became "Hui Hui", and everyone called him Xiao Hui Hui.

Yang Qi has no objection, Watsons complains about his ID every day, why not just change it to "Big Big Wolf".

However, at this time, everyone was seriously watching Liu Xiahui milking the cow, seeing his funny appearance, and seeing who could milk the most milk in the competition between him and Watsons, the heat was maintained quite well.

He Ziming seemed to be very good at milking cows. He didn't even listen to Yang Qi's father's instructions, so he put on his gloves and carried a bucket.

But he is not milking a cow, he is milking a goat.The movements are very skillful, not at all as stiff as Liu Xiahui.

Seeing that he also went to do farm work, Yang Qi turned the camera to He Ziming.

Originally, the audience in the live broadcast room were watching Liu Xiahui, but when the camera suddenly turned to a strange little brother, everyone was a little confused.

"who is this?"

"Is this the high-cold student UP mentioned?"

"This is one of Hui Hui's roommates~ that schoolgirl~"

"Wow, this little brother has a good figure!"

……

Liu Xiahui really has a lot of female fans. After seeing He Ziming, everyone didn't care about Liu Xiahui's milking competition, and started to love He Ziming directly.

Because He Ziming also wears a mask, everyone can't see his face.And the camera is facing him from the side, only his back and a profile can be seen.

But even so, the attentive audience still found He Ziming handsome.

The barrage was even crazier than before, one barrage after another floated by, and at a glance, they were all words like "so handsome", "loved", and "oh my god, girly heart".

Originally, Yang Qi didn't think much of it, but when he suddenly saw a barrage of praise for He Ziming, Yang Qi couldn't help but look at He Ziming on the phone screen.

Seeing it this way, he was also taken aback.

He Ziming is very tall, 1.8 meters tall, wearing an autumn unlined garment, with a thin figure, just looking at the back is already very good-looking.

However, his side profile is very photogenic, his eyelashes are very long, and his eyebrows are clear and handsome, which makes his heart beat.

Maybe it's because Liu Xiahui adjusted the beauty face in the live broadcast on his mobile phone, and He Ziming looked a little better looking on the phone than the real person in real life.

I have to admit that He Ziming's face is really good for punching. Even if he shows his side face on the camera, it can cause a large group of fans to scream. It can be said that he is a well-deserved school girl.

Yang Qi moved his steps slowly, trying to take a clear picture of He Ziming's milking action, his eyes fixed on the screen.

He didn't talk to He Ziming very seriously, and he didn't look at him very much.

After all, although the two were at the same table, when He Ziming was concentrating on listening in class, he was still sleeping, so there was no need to look at him.

Now looking at him through the camera, Yang Qi couldn't help expressing the same emotion as in the barrage: What kind of god is this man!It's so beautiful!

When Yang Qi took the camera to take pictures, he inexplicably remembered what happened to the Rose Empire before.

He couldn't remember clearly before, forgetting what the waiter looked like.Looking at He Ziming now, he instantly matched him.

The faces of the two gradually overlapped, and the scene at that time clearly appeared in Yang Qi's mind.

In the corridor, under the dim light, He Ziming was wearing that black and red suit with a rose pinned to his neckline. Although he was dressed as a waiter, he was full of aristocratic air...

Yang Qi couldn't imagine that such a person came from the countryside, or a child from a poor county.

But what Yang Qi couldn't have imagined was that He Ziming, who was shining in the sun and exuding a fresh breath, would be the flirtatious waiter of the Rose Empire.

Maybe everyone has two sides, so you can't judge by appearance.

Yang Qi sighed inwardly.

At this time, He Ziming had already squeezed a bucket full of goat milk, carefully placed it on the ground, and then turned around.

Seeing Yang Qi taking pictures of himself, he smiled at the camera and said, "Where are you going later?"

Yang Qi was a little distracted, his smile just now was more attractive than a vixen.

This pair of eyes alone was enough to fascinate people, and Yang Qi soon saw the girls' hearts overflowing on the barrage.

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

"My old swan, why is he so handsome!"

"Mom, those eyes are perfect!"

"Ah Wei is dead!"

……

When Yang Qi was still in a daze, he saw He Ziming's questioning eyes towards him, so he quickly replied: "Go and pick some vegetables later, and then we can go back to eat."

He Ziming nodded, as if he was completely at your disposal, carrying the goat's milk and preparing to hand in the work.

Originally, several people were planning to help Yang Qi's family with housework, but it turned out that they came to experience life more and more.

Especially where Liu Xiahui was, it was noisier than the vegetable market.He is worthy of being the funny guy in the dormitory, he can make jokes everywhere.

Watsons has already milked a bucket of milk, only Liu Xiahui is still struggling to fill the bucket of milk.

In fact, Liu Xiahui couldn't be blamed for this. After all, it was his first time milking a cow and he had no experience.In addition, because people are thinner, they may have a little less strength, and it takes a lot of effort to squeeze.

And Watsons is a little hidden.He is not tall, but he has a lot of strength, and he can learn it very quickly.

The milking competition between Liu Xiahui and him naturally ended in Liu Xiahui's failure.

When Yang Qi turned the camera to Liu Xiahui, Liu Xiahui wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Hey, the farmers work too hard! Look at the sweat on my side..."

As he spoke, he leaned over and showed his smooth forehead in front of the camera.

Indeed, Liu Xiahui had already done his best. Now his sleeves were rolled up, his forehead was covered with hot sweat, his back was sweating profusely, and he was out of breath.

Yang Qi didn't do any work by himself, so he was very relaxed and felt sorry for him, so he handed him a piece of paper to wipe his sweat.

Liu Xiahui asked Yang Qi while wiping his sweat: "Yang Qi, your farm is so big, can you handle so much work?"

At the beginning, he had no idea about doing farm work, especially now that the farms are basically automated and managed without any manpower at all.

But now he has experienced it himself, and the milking alone has already used more than half of his strength.He just thought about how hard it is for such a large farm to be operated manually!

Yang Qi shrugged and said, "So there are a lot of people living in my house."

Now, he has found a suitable reason for the existence of those group performers who have been arranged.

"Does your whole family live on this farm?" Liu Xiahui asked with wide eyes again.

"Yes." Yang Qi nodded seriously.

"Hey, but you are not too many people, and it is quite hard to work every day." Liu Xiahui expressed the sympathy and emotion from the children in the city to the children in the countryside.

It was only today that he learned that doing farm work is a matter of knowledge, and it requires both hands and brains, not just strength.

When he was being taught by Yang Qi's father just now, he also heard a lot of skills about doing farm work from the chat of Yang Qi's grandma.

These were all new to him, so he listened with gusto.

Although he lost the cow milking competition, he didn't feel unhappy. Instead, he broke into a big smile with sweat profusely.

Seeing him smiling so happily, Yang Qi instantly felt that the money he spent was worth it.

Although it is a bit more expensive, at least let them experience the fun of farmhouse.

After milking the milk, they took an extra bucket of goat milk back, and everyone was very satisfied.

They had a good harvest in the morning and were exhausted enough, so they were ready to go back to rest, sit down and drink tea or something.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning, and the sun was just hanging directly above.But maybe because they are close to the mountains and there are many trees, the sun is not too hot.

Several people were talking about going back, but Yang Qi's mother ran over again and said to Yang Qi, "Yang Qi, come pick some vegetables with me later, and make some more for lunch later."

Yang Qi nodded, then turned around and asked, "Are you going?"

Seeing that they were really tired, Yang Qi originally planned to go by himself, but Liu Xiahui was the first to stand up and raise his hand: "I'll go, I'll go!"

"Aren't you going to rest?" Yang Qi laughed.

"I'm not going to rest anymore, I'm going to follow you to the vegetable garden!" Liu Xiahui wiped off his sweat, and he, who was a little tired just now, cheered up instantly.

Liu Xiahui's enthusiasm attracted the other two, and Watsons and He Ziming naturally followed suit.

He Ziming was actually a little out of breath, but he wasn't particularly tired, but there was a little sweat on his forehead, which he wiped off with paper.

Yang Qi returned the live broadcast equipment in his hand to Liu Xiahui, and said, "Then you come with me." @无限好文，全在晋江文学城

As he spoke, he followed Yang Qi's mother to the vegetable garden.

In the process of walking, Yang Qi deliberately slowed down and gradually approached He Ziming.

He glanced at the sweat on He Ziming's body, and said with concern, "Are you tired?"

He Ziming shook his head, expressing that he was relaxed and not too tired.

Yang Qi nodded, did not speak, and continued to walk side by side with him.

The two walked for a while in silence, accompanied by Liu Xiahui's response to the noise of the audience, and Watsons' surprise as he looked around.

Just the two of them, silent.

In fact, Yang Qi still has something to say, but he is too embarrassed to speak.

He always wanted to ask He Ziming if they had met in the Rose Empire, and how he got into the Rose Empire.But he was worried about revealing his identity, so he was very entangled.

Hey, after much deliberation, Yang Qi finally uttered a sentence: "The weather is really nice today."

It was not the right time to express this emotion. As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Xiahui next to him picked up: "Yeah, the weather is great, and there is still wind~"

Liu Xiahui was so excited today that he even changed his tone of voice. It felt like every word he said now seemed to be automatically added with a tilde and vibrato.

Yang Qi coughed, indicating that he was not talking to him.

But Liu Xiahui didn't react, and was still immersed in a good mood.

Yang Qi gave up struggling, quickened his pace, and rushed to the vegetable garden with them.

Many of the vegetables in this vegetable garden are treated with pesticides.And because some vegetables are easy to fall down, they are supported by small sticks, and the tops are covered with fruits.

Bright red peppers, green peppers, strings of beans, strings of eggplants, big pumpkins, oval winter melons, leeks and cabbage planted on the ground, carrots, and peanuts...

Both Liu Xiahui and Watsons stared dumbfounded, and each took a vegetable basket and began to help Yang Qi's mother pick vegetables.

"Hey, I said Yang Qi, how big is your farm?"

Looking at the endless rice fields around him, Liu Xiahui began to doubt the authenticity of Yang Qi, a "poor boy".

He said he came from the countryside, but the family still has so many acres of land, such a large orchard, such a large pasture, and even such a large vegetable field.

Say poor?

He didn't believe it.

"Well... I don't know, it's pretty big anyway." Yang Qi replied, and seeing Liu Xiahui looking at him suspiciously, he added, "My family's farm was handed down from the ancestors. It used to be small, and it slowly grew. expanded into what it is now.”

"Oh..." Liu Xiahui nodded.

It turned out to be an ancestral land, but it is so big, it is still very rich.

"Yang Qi, didn't you say that your family is poor? Such a large vegetable field and the rice beside it don't look like poor people!" Watson also raised a question.

In fact, his question is the one that everyone is most concerned about. Everyone has such a question in their hearts, but no one has said it.

Now that Watsons mentioned it, several people's eyes turned to Yang Qi.

In fact, when Yang Qi saw the farm for the first time, he was already thinking about how to respond to this question.

From the pictures he saw on the Internet before, he found that the farm was really authentic and very rustic.There is nothing mechanized in it, and it is purely planted by hand, which meets his requirements.

He actually looked at the photos, but he thought that the real farm was very small, and it must be smaller than what was said on the Internet. It was estimated that it was only a few acres of land, and it would disappear after a circle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked into this farm, it was so big, so wide, and so many things, which completely exceeded his expectations.

Yang Qi is not afraid of a small farm, but what he is most afraid of is that the farm is too large, making him look rich.

It's really great now, the travel company wanted to give him a perfect experience as a farmer, and arranged for him the best farm, which showed his incomparably noble status as a farmer.

The experience is indeed a good experience, but unfortunately he doesn't need it at all!

The baby is heartbroken.

As early as Yang Qi took the first step into the farm, he was already thinking about how he should answer if they asked him later.

As a result, they were not too busy marveling at this or that, nor did they ask about it.

But what is coming will come eventually, and now, Yang Qi has begun to be forced to answer this question.

"Well... Hey, to be honest, do you want to listen?" Yang Qi sighed deliberately.

"Say it, let's listen." Liu Xiahui replied.

"Actually, you see that this farm is so big and has everything, but it is the property shared by my parents." Yang Qi paused, and began to talk nonsense, "Didn't you see that there are so many people living in our family? In fact, this farm is the property of our whole family. You see, the orchard belongs to my aunt’s family, the pasture belongs to my uncle’s family, and this vegetable garden belongs to my family. Peanuts too..."

"Don't look at the abundance of things on the farm, but this is the season when there is a big harvest every year. Every time the farm harvests, it has to be distributed. On average, there are not many things. It's still poor." Yang Qi used The hundred-year invariant distribution theorem.

Although there are many things, but the population base is large, it becomes poor in an instant.

"And how much are these fruits and vegetables worth? Selling a carload of apples is not as much as you earn from working part-time outside." Yang Qi said with his nose and tears, and he said it quite emotionally, "Besides Yes, this year is considered a good harvest. If the weather is bad, it will be a big loss. Maybe we won’t even have enough to eat. Our family only depends on the few cows, sheep, and chickens and ducks. It's sold for money."

Not to mention, Yang Qi's theory is really convincing. @无限好文, all in Jinjiang Literature City

Several people listened, nodded again and again, and expressed their agreement: "Indeed, your farm has to support a family, and it's really not too much on average."

"The vegetables and fruits in our family look like they don't have to worry about eating or drinking, but basically my family can't eat much, and most of them are sold for money. My tuition fee is still the money from selling apples last year. Saved it."

As soon as Yang Qi entered the play, he talked a lot, and couldn't help but start his dramatic performance.

"Hey, it's not easy!" Liu Xiahui sighed.

Yang Qi's explanation successfully dispelled their doubts, and they began to reposition Yang Qi in their hearts as a poor boy in the countryside.

Although the orchard has many vegetables and is very large, it is not easy to pick them casually.

Some have to look at the color to see if they are ripe, and then to see if they have been eaten by moths. Only those that meet the conditions can be picked into the basket.

So Liu Xiahui and Watsons listened carefully to Yang Qi's mother's explanation, while Yang Qi and He Ziming carried baskets and silently followed them to pick vegetables.

Liu Xiahui's movements were quite nimble, and after a while, the entire vegetable basket was full again.

But the action is fast, but also very tired.This person who bent over and bowed his head was suffering, his old bones were going to be sour.

He even wondered if he would be tired and paralyzed in bed at night after a day of farm work today, unable to get up the next day.

Facts have proved that Liu Xiahui was exhausted and collapsed at noon without waiting for night.

Coincidentally, both the mobile phone and the power bank were out of power, so Liu Xiahui put the mobile phone on the cabinet at Yang Qi's house, and plugged in the data cable to charge.

The mobile phone is still, and the screen is aimed at the big round table in the living room of Yang Qi's house, and dishes will be delivered later.

"Yang Qi, it's so hot, let's turn on a fan." Liu Xiahui wiped the sweat from his forehead, while panting, fanned his red cheeks with his hands.

He is really hot.

Yang Qi hurried to the side and turned the switch of the large ceiling fan above his head, but unfortunately there was no response.

"The fan is broken." Yang Qi frowned, and gave Liu Xiahui a sorry look.

In fact, Yang Qi discovered just now that the ceiling fan above his head seemed to be a decoration, and it was not connected to the power cord.It seems to be artificially installed, in order to better match the environment of the house.

Seeing this, Yang Qi's aunt said, "This fan can't be used, otherwise..."

Seeing her speak, Yang Qi knew what she was going to say, so he immediately interrupted: "Wait until I find you a fan."

So he winked at Yang Qi's aunt and motioned her to stop talking.

After receiving Yang Qi's instructions, Yang Qi's aunt immediately shut up and continued to knit a sweater beside her with wool.

Yang Qi knew that she just wanted to talk about turning on the air conditioner. The travel company also said that the house looks old, but it is well-equipped, and the air conditioner is one of them.

However, the air conditioner is installed very concealedly. Only when a special switch is turned on in the gap in the ceiling of the room can the air conditioner send in cold air.

Yang Qi didn't want them to misunderstand that the family had money, so he rushed into the kitchen.

There are several cattail fans next to the kitchen stove, all of which are used to light the stove, and there is a lot of dust.

But Yang Qi couldn't care less, took a cattail fan and walked out, handing it to Liu Xiahui.

While drinking tea, Liu Xiahui watched the barrage and fanned himself with a cattail fan.

The weather is not hot now, but rather cold.But the few of them had just started working in the fields, and now they were sweating profusely from exhaustion and were extremely hot.

With Yang Qi's cattail fan, Liu Xiahui felt much better, and started chatting happily with Danmaku again.

"You say I look like Jigong? Just kidding, is there such a handsome Jigong! Ah, tell me, is there any?"

"Why isn't my classmate's house well-decorated... People like it, as long as it's comfortable to live in, it doesn't matter if it's decorated or not."

"Who was that little brother just now... which little brother?"

"Wearing a mask... there are two wearing masks, which one are you talking about?"

"Shoot the little brother wearing a mask... which one?"

Liu Xiahui saw many people on the bullet screen asking about the little brother in the mask, so he turned his head, looked at the person standing beside him helping with work, and then at He Ziming who was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, with a confused look on his face.

"No, everyone is wearing masks, and they don't want to be on camera." Liu Xiahui replied.

However, the barrage was unrelenting, and those female fans demanded more shots of the masked brother.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooth?

This trick is very effective, and the bullet screen is quickly full of comforting voices, saying "love you" and "like you forever".

But soon, after a few minutes of reassurance, they started again: "Huihui, go and interview the little masked brother! Please!"

The female fans are so persistent, Liu Xiahui is puzzled: "You didn't say you want to see the masked brother before, why are you clamoring to shoot them now?"

Then a detective came out to answer the question: "Just now, when the masked brother was milking the goat, I took a picture of his side face. It's so good-looking and handsome!"

Liu Xiahui understood.

Dare to feel that Yang Qi took a picture of He Ziming with his mobile phone just now.

Liu Xiahui still couldn't understand, wearing a mask and showing his eyes and eyebrows, can this also attract fans?

But no matter what, in the live broadcast room, the audience is the master.

No matter how reluctant Liu Xiahui was, he still had to do as required, so as to attract fans' attention.

Seeing that the number of viewers in his live broadcast room is almost 50, Liu Xiahui would be lying if he said he wasn't excited, he's almost jumping up and smashing the roof.

But he was live broadcasting, so he still had to stay calm and work hard to maintain his popularity in the live broadcast room.

Liu Xiahui looked back at Yang Qi and He Ziming again, and asked the bullet screen: "Who should be interviewed first?"

He hoped that they answered Yang Qi, because He Ziming really didn't dare to interview him.

He is so cold and cold, and he hasn't said anything to him usually, so it's a bit embarrassing to interview him rashly now.

His heart is in denial.

"You guys choose, the one standing over there is 1, and the one sitting here is 2. Let's start." Liu Xiahui waved his hand to let the audience choose.

Female fans started posting barrages one after another, many of them chose Yang Qi, and many of them would.

But generally speaking, He Ziming is still the majority, and the number 2 almost overflows the screen.

Because Yang Qi and the others have seen it before, and know that Yang Qi has a nice voice, but he has never shown his face.

When Yang Qi was talking to Liu Xiahui in front of him, he played a little tricky and deliberately avoided the direction of the camera, so that his face was never seen in the live broadcast room.

Many people are curious about his appearance because he only hears the sound but sees no one.

But He Ziming has seen it before. Just now Yang Qi took him into the camera. Everyone knows that he is handsome, so He Ziming was naturally the first choice.

Get this information about He Ziming first, and then everything will be easy to handle.

"Why did you choose him first! Ah, I don't dare to interview him..." Liu Xiahui's heart collapsed.

The barrage asked why, Liu Xiahui had no choice but to whisper: "This roommate of mine is a bit cold, doesn't like talking very much, has a withdrawn personality, and is afraid of being left out later."

Liu Xiahui's worry is well-founded.

Usually they are in the dormitory, among the four of them, only He Ziming is out of tune with them.

After getting along for two months, he still doesn't know anything about He Ziming, and there is only one word to describe him in his impression: high and cold.

That kind of high cold is not ordinary high cold, it is quite high cold, so cold that you can freeze his eyebrows when you get close to him.

This is not an exaggeration, he really felt that he and He Ziming couldn't get along at all, the other party was like an ice sculpture.

No matter whether it was morning or night, when he returned to the dormitory, he basically didn't say anything.Unless you take the initiative to chat with him, he may not say a word to you, just quietly doing things in his seat.

The only one who could make him speak on his own initiative was Yang Qi.

But he is not Yang Qi, and his relationship with He Ziming is not that good. If he is asked to interview, it will be strange if he doesn't stand out later.

What Liu Xiahui is most afraid of is the silence.

You said that he can barely accept the awkward chat, anyway, he talks a lot, so he can pick up the topic and continue talking.

But against He Ziming, he is no match at all.

When you ask a question, the other party may only say one word, and you don’t even know how to answer it, how embarrassing it is.

At this moment, Liu Xiahui felt extremely uneasy.

But seeing that everyone chose 2, he had no choice but to face the reality, looked at the live broadcast room with extremely resentful eyes, and said, "Okay, I will interview you."

I'm going all out!

At this time, He Ziming was still concentrating on playing with his mobile phone.

Liu Xiahui circled around him, hesitated, glanced at He Ziming's phone interface, and found that he was checking Weibo.

He was still a little surprised, it turns out that Xueba doesn't only have old antiques in his eyes, but also knows how to play some trendy things.

"Ahem." Liu Xiahui coughed lightly a few times, emboldening himself.

He didn't know what was going on, anyway, when facing a person like He Ziming with his own aura, the colder he was, the less confident he was, and he seemed very nervous.

But in fact he was really nervous and his heart was pounding.

Liu Xiahui fanned himself again, swallowed, and mustered up the courage to sit beside He Ziming.

The sofa next to He Ziming was sunken, he felt it, and slightly raised his head to look at Liu Xiahui.

Seeing Liu Xiahui staring at him, He Ziming showed a puzzled expression: "What's the matter?"

"No, no, it's okay." Liu Xiahui replied subconsciously, and waved his hands quickly.

So He Ziming lowered his head again, continued to play with his mobile phone, and stopped looking at Liu Xiahui.

Liu Xiahui wished he could slap himself.

He shouldn't have said that it's okay, you see, he was too embarrassed to bother him again when he was playing with his mobile phone again.

The fans in the live broadcast room are still urging him frantically, telling him to interview quickly, don't be cowardly.

Liu Xiahui had no choice but to muster up his courage again, and said, "Well, can I interview you for a while?"

Liu Xiahui didn't call He Ziming by his name, because he knew that he didn't want to show his face in front of the camera, and he didn't want others to discover his real identity, so he directly removed the address.

He Ziming finally raised his head and took a serious look at Liu Xiahui.

His expression was very calm, but his eyes did not stay on Liu Xiahui for a long time, instead he turned to his mobile phone and asked, "Are you taking pictures of me now?"

After asking such a question, Liu Xiahui was so frightened that he quickly moved the camera in a different direction, turned it 180 degrees, and directly avoided He Ziming's face.

"No, no, you don't want to be on camera, I won't shoot you." Liu Xiahui's camera was already facing the ground, and he could only see He Ziming's shoes, but not his face.

"That's fine." He Ziming nodded, expressing his satisfaction, "Then you can do the interview."

Seeing that He Ziming accepted the interview easily, the big stone in Liu Xiahui's heart finally fell.

But Liu Xiahui found out that as long as his camera was not aimed at He Ziming, the audience would be dissatisfied.

They all clamored to turn the camera back, wanting to see He Ziming's front face, like a lamb waiting to be fed, and said that if they didn't show it to them, they would cancel it.

There is no greater threat in the world than being unfollowed.

For Liu Xiahui, a young anchor, it was undoubtedly putting a knife around his neck, forcing him to shoot He Ziming.

But can he go against his own heart?Is he such a person?

I'm sorry, Liu Xiahui really is.

When He Ziming didn't notice, he quietly moved his phone up and successfully took a picture of He Ziming's face.

It's just that the angle is from bottom to top, so most of the photos only show his Adam's apple and mask, and his forehead can barely be seen, but it's still incomplete.

But it doesn't matter, the audience is already very satisfied.

Talking about the interview, Liu Xiahui naturally had to start asking questions.

He didn't have any questions to ask himself, so he asked in the most traditional way: "How do you feel about your mood this morning?"

He Ziming replied without hesitation: "Very good."

"Then do you like this farm?" Liu Xiahui continued to ask.

He Ziming nodded: "I like it."

"Then..." Liu Xiahui paused and continued to ask, "What do you think of this morning's experience?"

"It's okay." He Ziming replied.

Liu Xiahui thought to himself, sure enough, every time he answers questions, he answers so briefly, making it impossible for people to continue to expand.

Probably because he felt that his words were a bit too small, He Ziming added: "It's fun, not very tiring."

Liu Xiahui was a little helpless, and it didn't help to add this sentence.

Hey, it's still interesting to chat with Watsons.

He talked a lot, as long as he asked a question, Watsons could bring him up to seven or eight topics, and he couldn't stop talking for five or six minutes.

Just as Liu Xiahui was trying to find a topic, he glanced at the barrage, and suddenly had an idea, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "