I hate seeing the facade

From the beginning of the video, Yu Rong was in a daze.

He stared straight at the camera for about a full minute, before slowly saying hello to the fans in the barrage.

"My manager asked me to broadcast live for half an hour today." Yu Rong said in a low voice, "What do you want me to do?"

Then he moved his face closer to the screen, blinked his eyes slightly, and carefully looked at the comments made by fans.

The distance was so close that Fang Ran even felt a little dazedly that Yu Rong seemed to be kissing himself on the screen.

"You brush too fast, and I can't perform backflips for you now, and I won't be able to in the future." Yu Rong frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

After a while he rubbed his stomach: "Wait a minute, I'll peel an apple and eat it first."

Then he left.

Then he came back with an apple and a paring knife.

"I'll peel the apples first," Yu Rong said.

He lowered his head and carefully peeled the skin with a knife.He peeled the apple very slowly, but the apple peel remained unbroken, dangling in the air.

What's more, Yu Rong was so engrossed in the whole process that he didn't say a word.

Finally, after peeling the apple, he satisfactorily picked up the whole piece of peel that looked like a work of art, and threw it neatly into the trash can. By this time, 15 minutes had passed since the entire video.

"Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

Yu Rong held up the peeled apple and said solemnly.

So for the next fifteen minutes, Yu Rong performed a dumb man eating an apple.

He huddled in the chair with his hands on his knees, gnawing on the apple in small bites, his movements were mechanical and slow, his eyes were empty, and he seemed to be able to chew for 10 minutes with one bite.

When the apples were eaten, the progress bar of the video also came to the end.

Fang Yiran suddenly seemed to understand something,

Sure enough, when the progress of the video reached 29 minutes and 50 seconds, Yu Rong glanced at his watch, and quickly threw away the apple core that could not be cleaned in his hand, and a strange brilliance ignited in his eyes.

"Time is so fast, half an hour has arrived." Yu Rong said with a rare spirit, "It's a pity, goodbye everyone, see you next time."

The screen went black.

Fang Yiran: "......"

He couldn't help but shook his hand and clicked on the comment.

"I'm dying laughing tm. It's not half an hour, not a second, not a second."

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"I've seen people who were forced to open, but I've never seen something as obvious as this."

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"Find a teammate and take my son to live broadcast. I'm afraid that next time the child will eat melon seeds that can last half an hour."

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"Although this is the first time in my life that I have watched someone eat an apple for half an hour, but I have to say, this is really good-looking."

.....

"You are really good."

Wu Lan looked at Yu Rong with a sneer and said, "I didn't speak five sentences in one live broadcast. We have ancestors who cooperate with other live broadcast platforms. How can I explain to other platforms with your attitude? You have so many fans. Just look at you and you will show others how to eat apples?"

Yu Rong retorted weakly: "When I do this kind of thing, I get scared..."

"So what if you just say a few more words?"

Wu Lan asked in disbelief, "As an idol, you don't know how to do business. How dare you say that? Even Andy, who speaks plastic mandarin for a long time, works well for you, understand?"

She spoke a little harshly, but it was also true.

So Yu Rong stopped talking.

This is the reason why he originally wanted to make a solo debut as a singer. After all, as a singer, you only need to focus on how to sing well and you're done.

Things like live streaming really bored Yu Rong. He has always been introverted, and he only likes to do something quietly when he is alone.

As long as he thinks that he has to talk to the phone all by himself, he feels a little annoying and a little overwhelmed.

"I don't think it's a big deal." Fang Yiran said suddenly.

Both Wu Lan and Yu Rong looked up at him.

"At least the wind direction of the comments is quite good."

Fang Yiran analyzed it carefully for Wu Lan, "In the end, we are artists, not full-time anchors. Live broadcasts can increase fans, but if the business traces are too heavy, the gains will outweigh the losses."

Is this man... speaking for himself?

Yu Rong squinted his eyes and looked at Fang Yiran suspiciously.

...Didn't he come to see his own joke?

Wu Lan was silent for a moment, probably thinking that Fang Yiran's words made sense.

"How about this,"

Fang Yiran grinned: "Next time the two of us broadcast together, I'll finish with you. The live broadcast is actually quite fun, just chat and go."

Fang Yiran tilted his head and looked at Yu Rong: "Is it okay?"

When he smiles, he always shows a row of neat teeth, bright and bright, and the defenses in people's hearts always disintegrate slowly inadvertently.

This person is really weird.Yu Rong thought.

He is always smiling and heartless.But seemingly carelessly, what is done and what is said seems to be...

Like silently caring about myself.

Yu Rong felt his face was burning for no reason.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say no need.

But for some reason, the words that got stuck in his mouth swirled around quickly, drilled back into his throat, broke up and reorganized, and then jumped out of his mouth.

"Okay." Yu Rong heard himself say this.

The author says:

Fang Yiran (rubbing hands excitedly): Wonderful