I hate seeing the facade

Fang Yiran felt like a kid who just fell in love.

At this moment, he is nestled in the dormitory, holding his mobile phone, like a three-year-old child guarding his beloved candy jar, his eyes are blurred, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

The phone vibrated, and Fang Yiran hurriedly opened WeChat.

[Yu Rongrong]: Then at 08:30 in the evening.

nice! !

Fang Yiran threw away the phone, pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and rolled wildly and violently on the bed, like a big maggot crawling back and forth.

"Old Fang."

Sun Hua sat on the sofa chair next to her and looked at Fang Yiran with worried eyes, "Although the disease in the brain may not be easy to cure, it's still wrong to hide diseases and avoid medical treatment."

Fang Yiran stopped.

He looked at the ceiling, panting slightly with excitement.

"You won't understand."

Fang Yiran said inscrutablely.

Tonight at 08:30, Yu Ronghui and him will be doing a two-person live broadcast.

What is this concept?The two were alone, and facing thousands of fans openly, in the silent late night

The world of two is just the beginning of a wonderful relationship that is about to ferment!

Fang Yiran squirmed, turned over, and opened WeChat again.

"Then come to my dormitory tonight, it happens that Sun Hua is not here tonight."

Fang Yiran replied to Yu Rong like this.

In the next second, Fang Yiran turned to look at Sun Hua with a smile.

"You go to live with Yu Jingliang tonight, even if the landslides and landslides, you are not allowed to step into this house."

Sun Hua:? ? ?

This is actually Yu Rong's second visit to Fang Yiran's dormitory.

The last time Yu Rong came, he fainted because of a high fever, and was carried back by Fang Yiran sweating profusely.At that time, the relationship between the two of them could be described as stiff, and the air seemed to be frozen in embarrassment.

Of course, the current atmosphere is not so good.

Before Fang Yiran drove Sun Hua away, he forced him to help tidy up the house. The small living room and bedroom floor was wiped clean enough to look in the mirror.

He still sprayed some air freshener in style.

Sun Hua pinched her nose and complained, "Are you going to broadcast live with Yu Rongrong or date him? Is it necessary to clean the toilet?"

Fang Yiran groaned and said nothing.

He wished he could date Yu Rong.

So at this moment, Yu Rong stood at the door, looking at Fang Yiran's clean and tidy dormitory like a model room, he was indeed a little frightened.

"Please come in." Fang Yiran stood at the door politely bowing and extending his hand.

Yu Rong changed into his slippers, and his eyes fell on the fresh green daisy bouquet on the coffee table, which was so fresh that it was covered with dewdrops.

"...is your dormitory usually this clean?"

Yu Rong asked a little blankly.

"Small scene." Fang Yiran said humbly, "Sun Hua and I just happen to like to be clean."

These words are pure farting, I am afraid that the cleanest moment in this room is not right now.

Before, Sun Hua set a record of not taking out the garbage for five days, but in the end she had to clean it up because of a swarm of flying insects.

Yu Rong let out an oh, and didn't ask any more questions.

The air quieted down.

Fang Yiran cleared his throat: "Go to my bedroom first."

Yu Rong nodded.

In Fang Yiran's bedroom, there is a fairly spacious desk with some books and snacks piled on it, and the lighting is also good. He pulled a chair over and decided to live broadcast here in a while.

The two sat on the chairs, Yu Rong lowered his head and played with the straps hanging from the hoodie. Fang Yiran saw his silence and knew that the child was a little nervous.

"You don't have to think about it for a while, you are live broadcasting, just let's chat."

Fang Yiran broke the silence, "I may talk a little more than usual, but you don't have to deliberately force yourself to talk, just answer normally when the topic is thrown at you."

Yu Rong raised his head to look at Fang Yiran, and suddenly fell back on the back of the chair in distress, looking up at the ceiling.

"I'm always cold when I talk, and I don't know what to do."

Yu Rong's voice was rarely helpless. He straightened up and pouted a little childishly. It was obvious that he really didn't like the live broadcast.

However, Fang Yiran was pleased by Yu Rong's little act of acting like a baby.

"Don't be afraid, trust me."

Fang Yiran suddenly leaned over and pinched his face,

Then he took out his mobile phone with a normal expression and opened the live broadcast software.

Yu Rong almost jumped up from his seat.

He covered his face in embarrassment, and just wanted to ask Fang Yiran why he always touches himself recently, but he heard Fang Yiran speak loudly and briskly.

"Good evening, everyone. Yu Rong and I are here to chat with you today. Have you eaten, are you healthy, and do you miss me?"

This guy actually started the live broadcast directly.

Yu Rong gritted his teeth and could only swallow the words back to his stomach.

Fang Yiran put his phone on the stand, and seeing more and more people coming into the live broadcast room, he poked Yu Rong who was still sulking beside him.

"say hi."

Yu Rong could only bite the bullet and say, "Hi everyone, I am Yu Rong from Y179."

...Fang Yiran helped the forehead.

Sure enough, some fans in the barrage began to complain in good faith: "Is the facade going to perform a silent eating melon seeds today?"

Fang Yiran read this barrage, and as expected, Yu Rong's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He turned his head and stared at Fang Yiran fiercely.

Like a kitten with a blown fur.

Fang Yiran chuckled lightly, and said: "Unfortunately, I'm here today, and I can't eat melon seeds, so I can only watch us chat awkwardly."

The barrage started hahahahahaha.

"About this comeback, do you have any questions?" Fang Yiran pushed Yu Rong to the front of the phone, "Come to Yu Rongrong, I am presbyopic, please give me some questions."

Of course Yu Rong knew that Fang Yiran had very good eyesight, but he just wanted to talk more.

He felt a little ashamed, so he turned his face away, deliberately not looking at Fang Yiran, and just read the question with his head down.

Fang Yiran looked at Yu Rong's awkward look, and felt like a bright mirror in his heart.He didn't say anything, just looked at him with a smile on his cheek.

"Which song in this album do you like the most?" Yu Rong read out.

"Well...Actually, I think this time the main title is really catchy." Fang Yiran analyzed thoughtfully, "However, "atoms" in the non-main title is the one that I recycle the most in private. "

Coincidentally, this is also Yu Rong's favorite non-main song for this return.

Yu Rong had no expression on his face, but his heart was moved. He took a breath silently, forced himself to recover, and continued to ask questions.

"Who do you play best with in the group?"

This time Yu Rong deliberately picked a sharper question.

Fang Yiran chuckled.

I knew it.

"When I was a trainee, I probably played more with Sun Hua Yu Jingliang and the others." Fang Yiran said, looking directly at Yu Rong, "But it was only after my debut that I discovered that I was busy with us. It’s also a pleasure to get along.”

The barrage audience started to swipe yooooooo frantically, and of course there were also some fans who started to express brotherhood.

Yu Rong's breath was suffocated.

"For example, when we recorded the group drama last time, the two of us worked together to make wagashi. The atmosphere and effect of the recording were particularly good at that time."

Fang Yiran began to advertise in a timely manner, "Everyone can go and see our group show when you have time!"

It turned out that it was just advertising b.

Inexplicably, Yu Rong looked away in a panic, and unconsciously snapped his fingers.

He didn't know why he felt a little lost.

However, only Fang Yiran understood that he was actually telling the truth.

He looked at Yu Rong's reddish ears and felt uncomfortable, thinking that his bold speech and the barrage of fans' booing had frightened the child.

"Okay."

Fang Yiran quickly changed the subject, "Do you want to see us do something? Eat and broadcast? Play games? Sing? Or chat?"

The barrage began to brush up in a mess.

Of course, Fang Yiran deliberately ignored those bullet screens that brushed someone's glory.What a joke, how could his dishes be known to the whole world.

However, the fans kept scrolling, but Fang Yiran looked more and more wrong.

They gave all kinds of messy suggestions, like Fang Yiran, who ate live octopus, reluctantly endured it, and even asked them to put makeup on each other, Fang Yiran was almost full of question marks.

What are the little girls thinking about every day?

Fang Yiran skipped that one with a complex expression, and continued to sift through the barrage.

But for some reason, it may be that the barrage just now gave many fans inspiration, like ink dripping in clear water, slowly dizzying and gradually spreading.

There are more and more bullet screens for applying makeup.

"Mutual make-up is wonderful! A few days ago, the group next door did it live! My stomach hurts from laughing!"

"Hurry up and make up!"

"Good-looking boys make up with each other, it really can't be too beautiful, Chong, Aoli!"

There were more and more bullet screens, and the number had reached the point where it could not be ignored. Yu Rong inadvertently glanced at the screen and saw it.

Yu Rong: "..."

Fang Yiran: "......"

"I've convinced you." Fang Yiran bared his mouth with a toothache.

Yu Rong turned to look at him blankly.

"I can't escape, Yu Rongrong, rock-paper-scissors wins two out of three."

Fang Yiran stretched out his fist and looked at Yu Rong kindly, "Whoever loses will be the one drawn."

Fang Yiran has always had excellent luck in this kind of small game.

So after 30 seconds, Yu Rong was completely defeated.

The author says:

Yu Rong (uncomfortable): ...why does he always pinch my face.