The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 126 Can I touch your trophy? (32)
The screen of the mobile phone kept flashing, Cen Mu was upset, and he clicked on the mobile phone. It was the room manager in his live broadcast room who sent him comforting words, and some were private chats during consultations.

"Don't be sad, little Mumu, you're not good at all. I just watched your videos, and my skills have gradually improved. The videos you posted about playing humans are really great."

"Xiao Mumu, rest early, we are not entertainment anchors, let's prove that we are a technical master and beat them to death."

"When will Xiao Mumu bring our water friends to play together? I don't want to see you having sex with them."

……

Cen Mu didn't reply, and clicked through one by one.There was a warm current in my heart, yes, Gu Shi was right, even if it was a joke, there should be a limit.

Jokes and understatements may keep others on edge. We are all educated people and we have to be responsible for our own words. Think before and after doing things, so as not to embarrass others.

Cen Mu was really embarrassed at times in the past few days.

For example, two days ago, Wu Yan smashed a lot of presents, and he was thanking them.

Then Yan Yan said over there: "Little Mumu, look at you playing with me, it's hot now. If I didn't look for you back then, I looked for someone else, you can have the results you have now ?”

Cen Mu didn't think too much about it at the time. Indeed, after the blackout, many newcomers came. Although his income didn't increase, his popularity was better.

He could only nod in response, "Yes, yes, thank you brother Yan."

Wu Yan is his former fan, who has been with him since the live broadcast, but in order not to refute Yan Yan's face, Cen Mu still played it off with a smile.

Cen Mu shook his head and put down his phone.

Forget it, he will remind Yan Yan and the others another day, and forget it this time.Cen Mu thought to himself.

Lying in bed, already drowsy from drinking milk.But all kinds of things in his mind were chaotic. When he closed his eyes, Yan Yan and the others were filled with all kinds of teasing voices, and Gu Shiqing's cold face, with a hint of disdainful smile.

"Think about it for yourself, whether they regard you as a friend, if it is for profit or other things, you should think about whether you want to give with your true feelings."

Gu Shi, what about you?

Do you consider me a friend?
You don't seem to have told me anything except taking care of me.

I have never seen through you, and you have never told me everything like Yan Yan and the others.

Are we friends?Or do you just regard me as a landlord, and what you are doing now is only equivalent to remuneration?

Cen Mu didn't know when he fell asleep, but the sun was already shining when he woke up.

Why didn't Gu Shi call him today?

Cen Mu had a headache, put on his slippers, rubbed his hair, and walked out of the room.

Gu Shi was neatly dressed, sitting on the sofa, typing on the laptop with a pair of clean hands.

"Well, it's a good morning to be a master." Cen Mu squinted his eyes and still hasn't woken up. His head hurts and his throat hurts too... he won't catch a cold.

"Morning." Gu Shi glanced at him lightly, closed the computer, "Go wash up, it's time for lunch."

"What?" Lunch?

Cen Mu has already woken up quite a bit, and glanced at the time, it was already eleven o'clock.

knock!
How did he return to his previous work and rest schedule?
He sleeps until eleven o'clock, is he a pig?

"Xueba, why didn't you call me?" Cen Mu sighed angrily, and rushed to the bathroom in an instant.

It's over, it's only one hour to qualify, and his little star today is gone.

(End of this chapter)