My system can be changed

Ai Binghan's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she smiled shyly with shortness of breath:
"Well, brother Yu, can I buy you a cup of coffee?"

Lin Haoyu was silent.

Looking at the somewhat flat little loli in front of him, Lin Haoyu felt that he had an obligation to convey some philosophy of life to the confused girl.

Well, of course it is very serious.

Lin Haoyu suddenly giggled inexplicably, looking at the delicate face of the other party:
"That—twenty and ten minutes at most."

"Ok!"

Ai Binghan immediately excitedly pulled Lin Haoyu into the nearest Starbucks, found a very hidden corner, and pointed the camera at Lin Haoyu completely.

Eyeballs rolled around, and Ai Binghan specially changed the title of the live broadcast to "Lolita Shows You Brother Yu".

"The ID is too sandy: it's really Brother Yu!"

"Genius: Brother Yu! Fuck, labor and capital are fucking dreaming today?"

"Dasha: Hanhan, let's stop making trouble, this must be fake!"

"The ID is too sandy to reward the anchor with [-] live coins again."

boom!
The live broadcast room exploded in an instant, and I don't know how many viewers who were previously lacking in interest rushed into the live broadcast room like chicken blood.

"Hundreds of thousands. [-] million people watching?!"

Ai Binghan trembled and covered her mouth in surprise:

"Even if there are 90 zombie fans of the platform, there are still more than [-] viewers online-the total number of users of this live broadcast software is only a million!"

Brother Yu's popularity has reached this level, which really shocked Ai Binghan.

However, thinking that Brother Yu is also an S-class star in Huaxia, it seems not surprising that he has such influence.

"Brother Yu, let's say hello to the friends in the live broadcast room first?"

Lin Haoyu nodded, put the phone in front of him specially, nodded with a smile on his face and said:
"Since Loli invited her so sincerely, then I won't be polite."

After he finished speaking, he took a breath, and before waiting for a lot of bullet screens to fly, Lin Haoyu continued to laugh and said:
"Hi everyone, I'm Lin Haoyu."

One second, two seconds.

After a full 30 seconds passed, the audience at the other end of the screen hadn't recovered yet.

"Yu, Brother Yu!"

At this moment, the netizen with the ID name "ID is too sandy" stood up suddenly with eyes full of horror. He even completely let go of his own company's business, and ran directly towards the location of Starbucks.

"I hope to catch up with the live broadcast."

Netizen Yujie eagerly started her car, quickly drove out of the underground parking garage, and headed for Starbucks dozens of kilometers away.

This "ID is too sandy" netizen is named Zhao Mengyun. Since she became the chairman of the company three years ago, she has been looking for her idol. In the end, she was Lin Haoyu, who had just become a fan.

Zhao Mengyun's face remained calm, and he was slightly relieved when he drove the car onto the viaduct.

"We haven't reached the evening peak yet, so we should be able to reach our destination within half an hour."

Zhao Mengyun laughed wildly with excitement, and praised his wit decisively.

As expected of a professional OL woman, her courage is unmatched.

"If I really see Brother Yu, how should I communicate with him?"

However, it didn't take long before Zhao Mengyun entered the little girl's fantasies, with an idiotic smile on his face, completely abandoning the reserve of being the chairman of a company
Of course, in the end, Zhao Mengyun missed the live broadcast because of traffic congestion, which caused her to be depressed for the next day and almost ruined a big deal.

The screen returns to Starbucks.

"ID is too sandy: everyone, I have already set off, please look forward to it!"

A rainbow-colored barrage flew across the live broadcast room, sparking heated discussions in an instant.

"Genius: Damn, that sand sculpture upstairs, are you really going to the scene?!"

"Sand Sculpture:? Are you talking about me?"

"Genius Sand Sculpture: There are a few sand sculptures upstairs, they clearly said that they are leaving, how did they turn into going to the scene?"

"The genius of the sand sculpture: the ID is too sand sculpture, don't listen to these guys, go to the scene without worry, and just give each of us an autograph when the time comes."

"Tiansha: If you want an autograph, you should ask for a group photo of Brother Yu!"

"Sha Tin: Group photo? How about asking Brother Yu for a warm hug?"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was unknowingly skewed, and inexplicably turned into a debate on the question of "whether Brother Yu will have children or not".

The final result is naturally to choose to practice and try - but Brother Yu is far away in the sky, no one can get in touch, so it doesn't matter.

Seeing that the atmosphere became lively, Ai Binghan turned the phone to a suitable angle with relief, so that Brother Yu and her could both enter the screen.

Ai Binghan covered her mouth and smiled:

"Brother Yu, don't look at there are more than 100 million people in this live broadcast room. If it weren't for you, it would only be 20 people."

And among the 20 people, there are at least 10 people who are zombie fans donated by the platform to popular anchors to support their appearance
Lin Haoyu nodded, and asked in surprise:
"Then what, Ai Luoli, how much money do you make in a day of live streaming?"

Although Lin Haoyu knew it was impolite to ask about his income, he couldn't help his inner curiosity and finally asked this question.

Ai Binghan smiled shyly and brushed her hair:
"When it's less, it's not worth a penny, and when it's more, it's about a hundred thousand."

Just like today, when I ran into Lin Haoyu by chance, I received more than 10 soft sister coins in rewards within 20 minutes.

Lin Haoyu was slightly taken aback, then nodded silently, and glanced at the Starbucks receipt that he threw into the trash can—[-]-odd coffees, he was stunned to dig out the money for tonight’s meal, and then gritted his teeth and bought it both.
"My S-level star should be the most pitiful star in the world."

Lin Haoyu touched his empty wallet, then remembered the system's oppression in every possible way, and let out a long sigh.

However, when facing the crowd in the live broadcast room, Lin Haoyu would greet his fans very calmly, and even talk nonsense without changing his face.

While Lin Haoyu wasn't paying attention, Ai Binghan blinked and signaled to the millions of viewers in the live broadcast room, then picked up the phone with a smile on his face, typed a line and sent it:

"Minasang, if you have anything you want to ask Brother Yu, you can ask, Binghan will randomly select a few people to ask questions!"

boom!
In an instant, the live broadcast room was fried again.

"The ID is too sandy: Excuse me, does Brother Yu have a girlfriend?"

"Sand Sculpture: Excuse me, is Brother Yu's girlfriend good-looking?"

"Genius: Excuse me, how old is Brother Yu's girlfriend? (Ahem, answer both meanings)"

In the end, because the backstage of the live broadcast room could not bear such a large amount of information, the live broadcast software even had to temporarily close the comment function, and it was not reopened until the number of people dropped to about [-] million.

Ai Binghan continued to laugh and chat with Lin Haoyu for a few more times, until the atmosphere was almost suitable, and then he asked the most important question:
"By the way, Brother Yu, I watched the audience in the live broadcast room asking—do you have a girlfriend?"

This.
The smile on Lin Haoyu's face hesitated for a few seconds, and then he smiled embarrassingly with certainty:
"Not yet, but I think there will be sooner or later."

"Well, it won't be a boyfriend anyway, right?"

Ai Binghan showed an auntie smile, nodded very kindly, and continued to draw the next question.

What the hell!

What is a boyfriend? !
Lin Haoyu sneered a few times, silently glanced at his phone, coughed and reminded:

"Then what little loli, there are only 10 minutes left before 10 minutes."

Ai Binghan raised her eyebrows and continued to smile happily:
"It's okay, Brother Yu, 10 minutes is enough!"

Smiling, Ai Binghan continued to ask:
"Brother Yu, do you have any plans to find female votes from fans? I see that there are at least three or four hundred comments in the live broadcast room that all say this."

In fact, Ai Binghan was also very embarrassed and helpless.

Who wants to embarrass Lin Haoyu, a superstar?

"This group of guys really don't give face."

Ai Binghan exhaled angrily, snorted coldly, narrowed her beautiful eyes threateningly, looked at her mobile phone, and silently typed a line again:

"You guys are a bit too much, Brother Yu almost got angry."

As soon as it was sent out, the live broadcast room was completely quiet. Even Zhao Mengyun, who was the happiest called before, did not dare to continue to be arrogant. Instead, he concentrated on driving on the elevated road and stuck in traffic on the elevated road.

"Well, I don't have such a plan at the moment, but if it's Ju Na Han's lolita, I will agree if I can't help it."

Lin Haoyu smirked a few times, rubbed his hands together, and made a hasty and casual agreement, and was about to get up and leave:

"Ahem, how about this, before Ai Luoli and I leave, I think we can sing a song together, just to increase your popularity."

Taking advantage of the situation, he stood up from his seat and looked around. No one in Starbucks had spotted this S-class superstar yet.

Ai Binghan was startled immediately, and screamed excitedly:
"Brother Yu! You, are you really willing to sing a duet with me?!"

awesome!
Being able to sing with Brother Yu is one of their highest achievements as anchors!

"Of course, I keep my word. This time, I will sing a song—"

Lin Haoyu smiled mysteriously, but at the critical moment he cheated himself.

There was a commotion in the studio.

"The ID is too sandy: it's not "See you again", I stand upside down and eat Hanhan Lolita's excrement."

"Sand Sculpture: It's not a new song, I'll eat upside down upstairs."

"Genius: If Brother Yu dares to sing, I dare to eat all the above-mentioned things."

Ai Binghan was also a little confused, but more nervous - what if Brother Yu sang something she couldn't do?
"Well, Brother Yu, what are you going to sing?"

Ai Binghan also stood up short of breath, adjusted the angle of the phone, and stood beside Lin Haoyu.