What makes you think I will always like you?

Seeing the girl nodding slightly, Chen Lu quickly took the mouse and turned off the microphone in a hurry.

This matter is related to his lifelong reputation, so he should not be careless.

After confirming that it was correct, he simply closed his eyes and closed his mind, stood up straight, opened his arms and shouted loudly: "Go ahead!"

"..."

After a while, Chen Lu felt his chest was suddenly hit, and Chen Lu's whole body trembled.

But this time the feeling was very strange, it didn't feel like before when I was hit and wanted to vomit blood.

This stupid guy is obviously as hard as iron, so why is he so soft today?

Chen Lu slowly opened his eyes tentatively and saw Liang Zhirou nestled in his arms. Seeing him open his eyes, he smiled and hugged him tightly.

"Why have you been so reluctant to take action?" Chen Lu asked. Could it be that this fool planned to directly attack his conscience?

Liang Zhirou stood up on her tiptoes and kissed him, "Because I'm not as stupid as you think. I know you just want me to talk more."

Chen Lu was stunned for a moment, and then he raised the corner of his mouth and asked the girl in his arms to look at the screen. "Look, most of the people here are your fans and they are very friendly. We can start by talking in the live broadcast room."

At this moment, the barrage was cheerful and harmonious. I don't know whether it was because he had been punished or because he finally heard Liang Zhirou speak, and everyone was in high spirits.

There has been no live broadcast for a month since the premiere, and it has been a chat stream all the time. People with a bad mentality will not stay in this live broadcast room.

Those left behind were either easy-going or people who really liked watching Liang Zhirou paint.

This is already the best live broadcast environment he can give this fool.

Take the first step slowly out of this new comfort zone, and you may not be so afraid of strangers in the future.

"You see, after you actually do a lot of things, looking back, it's just like that, isn't it?" He said softly.

Liang Zhirou didn't speak, and after a long time she hummed softly.

The two of them took the opportunity to chat for a while, and then sat back down in front of the computer.

[Have you not finished your education? ]

[Don’t be soft-hearted! Let him kneel on the keyboard! Kneeling on the durian is fine too! ]

"It's so tiring, I can't bear it..." Liang Zhirou wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and mustered up the courage to say.

She held Chen Lu's hand tightly, as if she still regarded him as a buff.

Unfortunately, her voice was too soft and could not be picked up by the headphones.

Chen Lu's mouth twitched when he saw the words 'beat him' all over the screen. He had been chatting for so long, but no one turned towards him.

After all, it was Liang Zhirou's account. After all, Liang Zhirou had more fans in the live broadcast room. As soon as she opened her mouth, the conversation shifted to her.

[I heard from my uncle Dang that Mu Zhimu drew a new character for a certain route. Can you tell me when it will be released? I’m so excited! ]

"It should be soon..." Liang Zhirou continued to say in a low voice.

Chen Lu couldn't help but snorted coldly, "Just exercise and wait. You never know how much stuff those mobile game manufacturers have in their hands. They can release it quickly within two months."

[How do you understand so well? ]

[Hey, do you think his voice sounds familiar? ]

[I felt this from the beginning, has no one seen the video where the founder of Polaris condemned the Lin Group? ]

Chen Lu finally saw the opportunity to show off, and was overjoyed. He quickly said: "Yes, I am."

The barrage was silent for a while, and Chen Lu thought there would be a screen full of praise and 666...

Unexpectedly, they all condemned him.

[Can you increase the explosion rate of your card draw? I dropped the 648 and it all sank! ]

[Can you change my wife’s skin to be more astringent? Why are you wearing leggings? ]

Chen Lu quickly cleared his throat, "I am not responsible for these. Jiang Chao is the planner, not me. I will send you his account later, and you can go find him.

I'm just Mu Zhimu's boyfriend. "

[To be honest, I still envy the title of Mu Zhimu’s boyfriend more than the founder of Polaris Company. ]

[+1]

I don’t know whether it was because the barrages were busy attacking Chen Lu, or because I found that talking during the live broadcast was not as scary as imagined, but Liang Zhirou talked a lot more this time.

The gifts I received this time were obviously more than last time, but as a painter, I can't compare to those game anchors, and the income from live broadcasts is not directly proportional to the number of fans.

But Liang Zhirou was still very satisfied.

After two and a half hours of fussing, the birthday gift Liang Zhirou prepared for Liu Yan was almost finished.

She rubbed her neck and breathed a sigh of relief, then patted Chen Lu's shoulder gently, pointing proudly at the work she had just completed.

Just as Chen Lu was about to turn off the broadcast, he suddenly saw a man who had never done anything before being promoted to an admiral for 2000 yuan.

Everything happens as it happens: [Another half hour of painting, I love it very much! ]

Chen Lu looked at the ID of the new No. [-] and blinked with dull eyes.

This kind of nickname is probably not given by someone of my mother's age.

He couldn't help but complain in his heart, turned off the microphone, and said in Liang Zhirou's ear: "You can probably get 1000 yuan for this gift."

"one thousand?!"

Liang Zhirou, who was originally ignorant about this gift, immediately opened her eyes and opened her mouth cutely with a look of disbelief.

"But she asked you to paint for another half hour."

"She is so nice. She would have let me paint all day long." Liang Zhirou was instantly full of energy.

Chen Lu: "..."

......

"Come and see."

On the other side, Wang Xiaoxia, who had just finished delivering gifts, smiled and waved to her sisters who were playing mahjong with her.

When the three middle-aged women heard this, they came over and looked at her phone curiously.

"This is my future daughter-in-law painting live." Wang Xiaoxia said proudly.

"This little man's painting is quite beautiful. Children nowadays seem to like this..."

Several people murmured praises and listened to her boasting about her daughter-in-law's good looks every day. Unexpectedly, she knew a lot of things.

Suddenly someone tapped her on the shoulder, "Is the boy talking to you your son? The young man is really interesting, it's like talking about cross talk."

The more Wang Xiaoxia listened, the more proud she became, and the corner of her mouth quietly raised a proud arc.

At this time, Chen Lu's voice came from the mobile phone again.

"A childhood that has not exploded cow dung is destined to be incomplete. Let alone fried cow dung. If you gave me a straight wooden stick when I was a child, I could play with it for half a day. If I had gotten this stick back then, all the cauliflowers would be headless, okay?"

I just never dared to bring it home, otherwise it would become the sword my mother used to beat me. My mother may still not know that the reason why her feather duster has been so hard to find over the years is because my father and I would hide it every time we saw it. "

"You remember wrongly, I don't have a son." Wang Xiaoxia suddenly said with a smile.