Yin Cao's little son-in-law

After getting in the car.

Zhang Xiaoxiao has been fiddling with her mobile phone, making strange laughs from time to time.

Don't think about it.

It must be interacting with the fans in her live broadcast room again.

"Hurry up Xiaomang, the fans can't wait"

Zhang Xiaoxiao began to urge Xiaomang.

Not long after, the car drove into a high-end residential area.

Zhang Xiaoxiao rented a three-bedroom apartment here.

It's exactly twelve o'clock in the morning.

Just came in.

Before I could change my shoes, Zhang Xiaoxiao bouncingly dragged me into the computer room next to the balcony.

"It's so late, why don't we broadcast live tonight? I'm planning to go back later"

"You will sleep here tonight, choose the computer room or the sofa"

"All right"

It seems that Zhang Xiaoxiao is determined to let me broadcast live.

"Xiaomang, you open my live broadcast room first, I'll go change clothes"

After Zhang Xiaoxiao greeted Xiaomang, she jumped out.

At this time, I felt like a puppet sitting in front of the computer, watching Xiaomang open the live broadcast software.

I feel a little uneasy.

I kept thinking silently in my heart: "This is what Zhang Xiaoxiao asked me to broadcast live, it's none of my business."

Xiaomang saw my lips moving, talking in a daze, not knowing what I was talking about.

But I could tell I was a little nervous.

"Don't be nervous, just talk normally"

Made.

I'm not afraid of the live broadcast at all, what I'm afraid of now is Yan Xiaoxu.

After everything was adjusted, Xiaomang signaled me to click the red button on the live broadcast software to start the live broadcast.

Then Xiaomang left and closed the door behind him.

After Xiaomang left, I opened the window and lit a cigarette.

After drawing, he sent a message to Yan Xiaoxu.

But Yan Xiaoxu didn't reply to me.

It makes me lucky.

If she doesn't reply to me now, either she is busy now, or she acquiesced.

After I stubbed out my cigarette, I went to the computer and clicked on the live broadcast button.

In an instant, the screen-full barrage filled the computer screen densely like ants.

It makes my scalp tingle.

Suddenly, I couldn't say a word.

At the top of the screen, all the colorful and bold fonts floated quickly.

Various cartoon models such as rockets, cruise ships, and cars are constantly rising on the right side of the screen.

Soon, Zhang Xiaoxiao's screams came from the next room.

"Hi everyone, my name is Tong Ling, male, 23 years old this year"

After listening to my introduction, the full screen of "ha ha ha" hit.

In a VIP chat box on the left screen, some nicknames with the tag "Xiaoxiao Big Devil" started sending messages frantically in it.

"Anchor, we are not blind, we can see that you are a man"

"What do you know, the anchor said this to take care of some blind viewers"

"The anchor is too cute"

"Learn a bit, remember to bring your own gender when you introduce it in the future"

Watching their chat, I feel extremely awkward.

Can't wait to find a hole to dig in.

Soon, some bullet screens began to question me.

"Anchor, are you an actor invited by Xiaoxiao Demon King to cooperate with him on purpose in live broadcasting of supernatural beings?"

"The other day you were talking to yourself in the cemetery park, were you talking to a ghost, or did you direct and perform it yourself?"

"Little brother, are you interested in joining our Shudian Film and Television?"

All kinds of problems emerge one after another, and even some large-scale problems make me a little bit unbearable.

Just when I was overwhelmed, my phone vibrated.

This made my expression freeze, and my heart was at a loss.

If Yan Xiaoxu had sent it, I guess I would be doomed tonight.

I half-closed my eyes and glanced at the screen of the phone, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The name displayed above is Zhang Xiaoxiao.

After clicking on it, I found that it was Zhang Xiaoxiao who instructed me what to say in the live broadcast.

So I started to talk to the computer according to the prompt Zhang Xiaoxiao gave me.

At the beginning, I seemed a little nervous and cramped.

After all, this is the first time I have spoken in front of so many people, and it would be a lie to say that I am not nervous.

But as I was talking, I let go, and I kept talking like a river.

Even when it comes to tension, there will be a frightened expression.

Everyone listened intently, and soon there were fewer bullet screens in the live broadcast room.

It's just that the gifts on the right side of the screen haven't stopped.

In this way, it lasted for two hours.

During the period, I also made up two ghost stories I heard when I was young according to Zhang Xiaoxiao's prompts.

When I finished, I felt like my throat was going to explode.

But the fans didn't buy it, and the barrage poured in overwhelmingly.

That's what keeps me going.

Ah shit.

I'm a little pissed right now.

Zhang Xiaoxiao changed her clothes and didn't come back after two hours, so she asked me to sing a one-man show here alone.

Isn't she afraid that I will tear down the table for her?

I really couldn't continue, so I said something to the computer and prepared to download it.

Immediately, the gifts on the screen were as dense as bullets, and rushed out with a whoosh.

Soon a black frame popped up on the computer.

"Someone invited the anchor to have a video conversation"

"Quickly pick it up, let's see who is on the other side, Ma De doesn't even have an ID or room number"

"Maybe it's a female anchor, hurry up and open the anchor"

The bullet screens urged one after another.

I've never streamed, nor have I experienced this.

Out of curiosity, I clicked in.

Soon the computer screen was divided into two.

On the left is my live broadcast room, which has been reduced in half.

The right side is like a black hole, it's pitch black and there's nothing there.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"What about the anchor, it's a mule or a horse coming out for a walk, don't hide it"

"If you want to have a PK with the anchor, I want the anchor to win the sale of the house today"

The fans in the live broadcast room were clamoring, but there was no reaction from the other side.

After a while, I felt faint voices coming from the room inside.

I pricked up my ears and listened with full attention, trying to identify the source of the sound.

"Da da da"

The sound was getting closer, a bit like the sound of high heels on the floor.

But the sound didn't seem to come from outside the room, but rather from inside the room.

As if right next to me.

After listening carefully for a while, I found that the sound seemed to come from the computer.

I adjusted the live broadcast page to the minimum, but the black frame did not disappear from the screen strangely.

And the computer does not have any advertisements.

Out of curiosity, I slowly put my ear close to the computer screen.

Right next to the black frame.

At this moment, the voice inside became clearer and clearer.

Suddenly, I felt a force inside hold my ear.

Cold, soft and elastic.

and many more.

How is this a bit like a hand.

As soon as I reacted, my ears were grabbed tightly in an instant, and my ears were rotated ninety degrees directly against the computer.

"Ow~"

I posted it on the computer screen and screamed in pain.

I tried to break free, but found that the more I tried to break free, the tighter it was.

At this time, there was a rapid knock on the door.

"Tong Ling, what's the matter with you?!"