Song Ruoci was about to say something, when Cheng An came back from the phone call, Ye Cheng hurriedly took his account offline.

"I'm sorry, I have to answer the boss's call." Cheng An said and glanced at the screen, "Huh? Ye Geshen, why didn't you log in to your account?"

"I'm sorry, it may have been too long. I only remember the password but not the account number." Ye Cheng looked at Song Ruoci and said with a smile, "Go home and see if I can remember it."

Recalling the time when the fireworks were set off, Song Ruoci’s ID was indeed not Ye Shangci, and Ye Cheng at that time also knew that there was a place called “Ye Shang” on the game map, so he naturally didn’t think about another meaning.

If you knew it then, he would definitely block people in the wild and hammer them hundreds of times to force them to submit.

In the game "Nanshan", the price of fireworks is high, and the cheapest one costs 50 yuan, so fireworks burning the city is known as an entertainment method that only rich people can afford.

Ye Cheng glanced at Song Ruoci, who was concentrating on watching the hosting process, and clicked the left button of the mouse to add something to the shopping cart in the world channel. , the breakdown seems to have several "0" trailing behind.

The online live broadcast of the celebration is all in the game. The host interacts with the players in the game, introduces new occupations and new ways of playing the game, and can also watch it on major live broadcast platforms. The selected server is where Song Ruoci is. The area with the most players.

As soon as the news about the online server and host was released, the comments on the official game blog exploded.

I fold one: meow meow meow?The online host is the third young master Song Ruoci? !Suddenly I am glad that I played in the first district, Kai Xun~

Little Paper Boat: Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah = dish = dish = jealousy hate the first district!Is it too late to switch servers now? QAQ

Floating on the small river: I... seem to have hammered this ID on the field map a long time ago...

The boat of friendship has sunk: Shouldn't the point be that Ye Shangci is actually Song Ruoci!I bet [-] cents, the words are too good, I will definitely make trouble tomorrow night!

"What are you looking at?" Song Ruoci put down the document and came over.

Ye Cheng hurriedly reduced the game interface, and switched the screen to the software for composing music, "It's nothing, dear host, please work hard, I will watch your live broadcast."

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On the night of the live broadcast of the celebration, Song Ruoci dressed up as the third young master and appeared on the homepages of the major live broadcast platforms on time, and "Nanshan" is worthy of being the most popular national style game nowadays, with a total of 800 million people watching the live broadcast together .

Ye Cheng was also sitting in front of the computer watching his baby's host.

The third young master Shengxue in white clothes, with bright red lips and slightly raised eyebrows, smiled lightly at the audience watching the live broadcast.

We are all: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh licking the face of the little brother!It seems that our players of "Nanshan" have good looks!

Little Frog: Quack!Today I must invite my little brother to get on my horse!

Quack quack quack: take a big breath!Lock on the live broadcast throughout the whole process, lock on the little brother and don't take your eyes off!

Ye Cheng suddenly regretted letting Song Ruoci show this look.

After a wave of routine polite words and a brief introduction to the third anniversary celebration, Song Ruoci took a deep breath, opened the client, and logged into his account.

Just entered the game interface, the news of applying to add friends has already maxed out the friend channel, Song Ruoci chatted patiently with the audience, while agreeing to the friend application one by one, until the number of friends reached the upper limit.

"I'm sorry, the number of friends is full. Don't be sad if you haven't added friends. I will give out a lot of gifts prepared by our game producer during the event." Song Ruoci blinked apologetically at the camera.

Ye Cheng, who was far away at home, kicked the table angrily. Mary Jack, who was sleeping on the table, flicked her tail in dissatisfaction, and stretched out her paw to scratch Ye Cheng.

To discharge electricity to so many people!

No, you have to do something to defend your position.

Song Ruoci manipulated his character who was not at full level, switched to walking mode, and walked in the main city step by step, followed by a large number of players, and some even invited him to form a team and ride together.

Fortunately, the computer configuration of the game company is high, and the game runs fairly smoothly.

"Guys, please don't invite me. I still need to host normally, and I can't form a team and ride together." Song Ruoci pressed the ESC key to clear the invitation.

As soon as the voice fell, the World Channel and the Near Chat Channel set off a wave of climax.

He looked at the system channel on the side: "Your friend [Ci Ye] is online."

In the next second, Ci appeared in the main city, and within a few seconds, he landed right next to Ye Shangci.

Ye Cheng looked at the two characters on the screen and smiled, and clicked the mouse a few times.

"Player [Ci Ye] invites you to form a team."

Something happened, Song Ruoci clicked OK, and instantly slapped her in the face.

And then, his eyes lit up, and thousands of clusters of brilliance bloomed in his body, as bright as stars, vast as a sea of ​​smoke, turning into blossoms of love, fully enveloping him.

After Ye Cheng set off all the fireworks he bought today, he sent a message to Song Ruoci, and the light speed went offline.

Secret Chat Channel - [Words]: I love you.

Because it was a live broadcast, this news of the secret chat also fell into the eyes of the audience, and a group of neat yoooo and local tyrants begging to hug their thighs instantly appeared on the bullet screen and the world channel, which brought a wave of climax, and the number of viewers It also broke through the tens of millions mark at this time.

Song Ruoci was a little dazed, but also a little happy, wanting to hit Ye Cheng up, but also wanting to throw himself into his arms.

But the work is not over yet, he still has to be the online host, Song Ruoci hides the secret chat channel and continues to host the celebration.

"Hey, let's move on to the next game session..." He coughed lightly and smiled shyly at the camera, but he couldn't hide the tenderness and liking in his eyes no matter what.

Ye Cheng sat in front of the computer, looked at his slightly shy kid in the live broadcast room, and raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

Then he was beaten.

It's still a mix of three dozen humans and cats.

After returning home, Song Ruoci put down the things in his hands, pulled on his slippers, and rushed towards Ye Cheng angrily, beating him while saying: "Say! Why did you team up with me when I was hosting! Give me Explode the fireworks!"

Mary and Jack, who have always been on the united front with Pangpang, also pounced on Ye Cheng's face with their claws retracted, "Meow meow meow! Unconditionally support Pangpang beating you!"

According to the rules, Song Ruoci, as an online host, cannot team up with players, but this sudden wave of explosive fireworks burning the main city has driven a lot of traffic.

According to statistics, after the celebration ended, more than one million people registered for the "Nanshan" game account.

Instead of blaming Song Ruoci, Jiuge Company wanted to pay him extra, but the guilty Song Ruoci refused.

"Hahaha, aren't you happy?" Ye Cheng brushed aside the two cat owners who were making trouble, smiled and accepted Song Ruoci's little fist that didn't hurt at all, and jokingly said, "I think you should be very happy at that time, shouldn't you?

"You're still laughing!" Song Ruoci said angrily.

"Stop laughing, stop laughing." Ye Cheng pulled him into his arms and kissed him, "Tell me how you control yourself from blushing? Huh?"

According to previous experience, if my child couldn't help flirting so much, he should have been so ashamed on the spot, blushing to the point of explosion.

Under the gentle offensive, Song Ruoci quickly gave up resisting, and let Ye Cheng smoothen his hair, and at the same time said righteously: "I'm an actor, and I don't blush if I don't want to."

"Really?" Ye Cheng coaxed, "Then tell me about your ID?"

"Just..." Song Ruoci's face turned red in an instant, and her tone was slightly coquettish and reproachful, "Didn't I tell you before."

"Little actor, why are you blushing again?" Ye Cheng smiled, lowered his head and kissed his lips.

Not long after warming up, Ye Cheng's cell phone rang, and he had to let go of the sugar in his mouth to answer the call, and took another sip before leaving.

Song Ruoci also got up and straightened his messy hair, and took out his mobile phone to read the message sent to him by the customer service.

Song Pangpang: Can it be before Christmas?

Customer Service Ring: It’s not easy to say, we will try our best to mail it to you before Christmas, now you can choose the box and decoration.

Song Ruoci looked and looked in the store, and finally picked out a velvet box with a kitten's head printed on it. After chatting with the customer service lady for a few words, Ye Cheng came back from the phone call.

"What's wrong?" Song Ruoci held Mary in his arms to warm his hands, seeing Ye Cheng's complexion, he couldn't help asking.

"Well, it's nothing." Ye Cheng smiled helplessly, "It's just that the company wants me to advance the concert in May next year to February, which disrupted all my previous plans."

"What plan?" Song Ruoci asked.

"Work plan, our plan." Ye Cheng lay down tiredly and hugged him into his arms, "Let me hug you for a while."

In June of this year, Ye Cheng just finished his national concert tour, followed by his sixth new album in August, and two movie singles in November.

Under this kind of work intensity, it stands to reason that Qitang should have already made enough money from this big cash cow in Yecheng this year. Why did he advance the annual 0521 concert on Yecheng's birthday to February?

This not only loses the commemorative value, but fans may not buy it.

"Why is the company in such a hurry?" Song Ruo buried his head in Ye Cheng's chest, and asked in a low voice, "Obviously every year is on your birthday, so it's not good to change."

No matter how the work is arranged, every year Yecheng will hold a personal concert on May 21st, no matter the wind or rain, nothing can be shaken.

Not only because this day is Ye Cheng's birthday, but also because this day is 521, a day where you can say "I love you" to your heart's content.

Mary and Jack seemed to see the depression in the master's heart, and they lay on both sides of the pillow obediently, patting his forehead with the meat pad from time to time.

"Well, maybe the company sees that I'm about to change jobs, and wants to make one last fortune from me." Ye Cheng said lightly, and hugged the person in his arms tighter.

"Then did you agree?" Song Ruoci, who missed the point, raised her head and raised her hand, hooked a strand of Ye Cheng's slightly curly hair with her fingers, and played with it around her fingertips.

"How is it possible? I'm not allowed to change the date and plan I've set... Hiss! It hurts, baby, why are you pulling my hair?" Ye Cheng closed his eyes and said.

Song Ruoci hurriedly let go of his hand, broke free from his embrace, and said indifferently: "You just said that you are about to quit, what do you mean?"

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The author has something to say: Well, today’s word count is 3333 again

Nanshan’s setting is all based on Jisan’s support _(:з”∠)_

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