It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

Who would have thought that today’s sad live broadcast would lead to such a drama.

"So Brother Qing and TT are both hackers. Brother Qing went to catch TT, but TT turned on the camera instead?"

"So exciting, so exciting!"

"They are both so strong!!!"

"Hihahahaha!"

"The direct gaze of the villain in the novel."

"Am I the only one who knows that Brother Qing lost his horse here?"

"!!!"

……

Baiyang felt a little familiar looking at that face, but he was also sure that he had never seen this person before, and he felt uneasy.

This person's position, looking at this night scene, Brother Qing is also a character who is neither rich nor noble.

She couldn't hold this man's aura!

Baiyang joked: "Brother Qing didn't show up. It's really a great pity for the radio drama industry."

“Our brother Qing’s face and temperament are suitable for all bosses!”

Zhuo Jinqing suddenly said, "If I show my face, you will also show your face. Do you dare?"

Gan! Shooting yourself in the foot!

Baiyang smiled and said: "Of course... I don't dare!"

"I've done a profile on you, you can't be ugly!"

Zhuo Jinqing continued to stare at the camera, while Bai Yang still felt uncomfortable. This man is so perverted!

"This young master is handsome and self-aware, but he is more suitable for hiding and admiring."

Bai Yang silently patted his face, realizing that he was so nervous that he could hardly speak.

"Come to hide with me?"

Zhuo Jinqing was also amused by Baiyang.

"No, no, I am suitable to hide in my own home."

Baiyang refused 1 times.

"That's so boring, I'll take you out to play."

Zhuo Jinqing continued to catch the child.

"It's not boring, it's not boring. I love my home and I won't move the land."

Baiyang even grabbed the pillow and hugged it hard to feel safe.

The barrage has gone crazy!

"This is the plot we thought about!"

"The real version???"

"Let's raise funds for TT and Brother Qing to debut!"

"It's so rude, I have to call you Mr. Qing!"

……

Baiyang thought about changing the topic, looked at the time, and said, "How about we sing a few songs!"

Tonight's top pop-up barrage is "Sing "I Like You""

Bai Yang was shocked, wasn't this the song he submitted to the competition?

No, no, if the screen is recorded, it's not far from falling off the horse.

"This song won't work. The next song may open a blind box."

The top spot continues, "Blind Box"

"Okay, blind box."

Baiyang breathed a sigh of relief and checked the online fan list a few times. When he saw that the administrator of "Brother Qing" was still in his live broadcast room, he was a little hit in the head.

……

When eleven o'clock arrived, Bai Yang felt like he was about to collapse.

During the three hours of live broadcast, she seemed to have experienced a century.

Brother Qing has been in the live broadcast room and has done nothing.

She didn't have the habit of spying on others, so she turned off the tracker and went through the remaining two hours of the process with fear.

Clicking out the live broadcast software interface, Baiyang screamed and rushed towards the soft bed.

The voice call suddenly buzzed.

A bad thought came to mind.

Looking down, sure enough!

Baiyang hurriedly silenced her cell phone and looked at the constant bombardment of calls. She didn't answer the calls from voice to video.

Baiyang was startled and quickly turned off her phone.

No, this person is too terrible. He makes many mistakes.

I fell into a dream with a feeling of apprehension.

In the dream, there were tongues of flames that engulfed the sky, there were frightening screams, there were constantly flashing traffic lights speeding through the city, there were a room full of black and white clothes covering people with different looks, and the young "she" stood before the candlestick fell. At that moment, he raised his eyes and glanced at the outside of the mourning hall through the curtain of tears.

With just one glance, at the age of eight, I could read the schadenfreude, the wolfish ambition, what it means to have a building that is about to collapse, and even the difficulty of my father turning the tide over the years...

Under the shadow, the smell of disinfectant disappeared.

She seemed to see her parents. They were still young at that time, wearing the white coats she was familiar with. Standing opposite them was the original owner's father, Bai Su, a wealthy Chinese real estate tycoon.

……

When she woke up naturally the next day, Baiyang rubbed her sore temples and turned her phone back on.

Logged out of Tournesol’s WeChat.

Go back to Haicheng again and pack your things at the apartment.

Early in the morning on the 28th, we set off for Nancheng.

Nancheng Huangfu Hotel is by the sea. When Baiyang arrived at the hotel, countless RVs had surrounded the entire parking lot.

Fans and paparazzi crowded under the giant screen tent outside the hotel, and Baiyang was frightened by their constant attacks.

She is still not used to being exposed in front of the camera.

"Master, we are here."

The driver, Uncle Han, looked at the "chaotic" place in front of him. Such a messy place would only dirty the young master's feet.

Baiyang put on a mask, sunglasses, and a jacket. She was so wrapped up that Uncle Han could hardly recognize him.

"Put your luggage down and go back! I'll stay here for a while."

Baiyang's face was calm and his tone did not fluctuate, but in fact, he was shrinking crazily in his heart.

Uncle Han was worried, "Master, you need to inform the hotel manager..."

"unnecessary!"

Baiyang's mouth moves faster than his brain.

What Uncle Han was about to say was interrupted by Bai Yang. He could only frown and put on his sunglasses, and moved the two large suitcases out of the car without saying a word.

Most of the fans who arrived two days in advance were the sisters of popular contestants.

One look at this big luxury car, one look at these long legs, and that neat black suit, they all raised their cameras high...

Oh, this is the driver!

Uncle Han put the spotless suitcase on the ground of the parking lot and looked up. The young master got off the car from the other side.

After closing the door, Uncle Han brought the suitcase to the front of the car. Seeing what Uncle Han wanted to say, Bai Yang quickly interrupted because he didn't want to be regarded as "royal".

"You go back first! I'll go in by myself."

After saying that, he waved his hand politely.

Uncle Han remembered that Uncle Yin said that the young master should be chasing stars, and looking at the wolf-like fans and paparazzi around him, he suddenly felt that his young master's rebellious phase had arrived a little late.

It's too dangerous here!

Watching the young master walking through the "Avenue of Stars", when countless spears and cannons almost hit the young master's face, Uncle Han, a former agent, wanted to go up and block the young master.

But the young master asked him to go back quickly! ! !

Tired! The cub has grown up and has its own ideas!

Here, Bai Yang felt Nancheng's "enthusiasm" as soon as he got off the car.

The air at the end of July is hot and dry, the fans' shouts are bombarded at high decibels, and the reflective lights from the paparazzi's cameras are dazzling...

When Baiyang dragged two suitcases to the front door of the hotel alone and took off her sunglasses and mask, fans began to get restless again.

"Help, this player is so handsome! His looks kill me!"

"Ah! I don't have anyone!"

"Before I took off my glasses, which idol was this? After I took off my glasses, it was mine!"

Little did he know that fans were climbing the wall on a large scale behind him.

Bai Yang quickly checked his verification code, passed the access control, and finally felt the cold air from the air conditioner.

The hotel lobby manager didn't even need to look up to know that another contestant had arrived.

Click on the check-in management system and stand up, "Welcome to Huangfu Hotel. This player, please show your ID card and verification code."

After Jing Zhi finished speaking, he looked away from the phone and looked up to meet Bai Yang's cold and noble face.

"You, hello."

The lobby manager, who had checked in more than 70 players, couldn't help but stutter.

Without him, this player is much more handsome than the bunch of freshmen in front of him!

He took the ID card handed over by Bai Yang with both hands and looked at the Junrong photo on the ID card that was almost the same as the real one.

Mom, it turns out that Nuwa really depends on her mood when she creates humans!