i think you like me

On October 28th, the "[-]th Anniversary Gathering of Santu Sichuan Opera Troupe", which most fans of Zhongzhuo have been looking forward to, kicked off a three-day live broadcast marathon.

"Let's make it big, since there is no rehearsal for the concert. Why don't you broadcast the live broadcast of everyone's daily show! #dog脸#"

This comment was pushed up, and finally, after a collective discussion with the directors of the Santu Sichuan Opera Troupe, it was decided that this could be done.

The CVs with the most attention and who had to show their faces said after learning about it: "Who is not an Internet celebrity? The live broadcast is the live broadcast. Anyway, I am not the one who vomited."

The boyfriend of Sanwei's women's tycoon is called "Tachibana". Tachibana has a non-contracted live broadcast platform and never withdraws the proceeds. It just happens to lend them a club to play live broadcasts.

However, when nearly [-] members gathered in W City, there was no news of the live broadcast at all, and the promise seemed to be wiped out.

The restless fans blew up.

"I'm so naive, I shouldn't believe your nonsense. There are still two hours, and today is going to pass!"

"Hehe, a conspiracy, definitely a conspiracy. They don't even let you see their backs!"

"Did you all go to the big health care..."

In Tachibana's live broadcast room, CV fans, drama fans, and passer-by fans in the C circle who joined in the fun were all frantically swiping comments on the black screen, and people in the same circle shook hands one after another, expressing their anger and want to laugh.I'm so used to these fates!

After another half an hour, when most people gave up urging, the live broadcast room suddenly ushered in a touch of color.

"Hi, this is Kapok from Santuchuan. Behind me is Sanwei, the owner of the live broadcast room." A man with a fluffy ball head, wearing a white turtleneck sweater, lace puff sleeves, and a retro green long skirt A mature woman in a skirt appears in the shot.

"It finally appeared!" The fans were waiting for food. All of them met the current president of Santuchuan, Mu Mian, for the first time. "Miss is so beautiful! What color is the lipstick?"

Mu Mian smiled, and Sanwei, who was wearing a motorcycle jacket, supported her shoulders. He showed a handsome face and smiled at the fans outside the screen: "Santu Sichuan Opera Troupe's [-]th anniversary, welcome everyone to watch the live broadcast without moral integrity."

The speed of fans swiping the screen began to break through the sky, and Kapok glanced at the rapidly growing comment area, "On behalf of them, why didn't the Tachibana male god come today?"

Sanwei smiled reservedly, "Family members will not appear during the live broadcast, and you will only be able to see it at the concert."

Because it was outdoors in the middle of the night, the lighting conditions were not good, there was noise in the picture, and the vision was much worse than during the day.Mu Mian held her mobile phone and frowned slightly, "Oh, it's really not clear... Wait, President! Your mobile phone is almost out of battery, and you still asked me to take this recording."

Sanwei waved his hand casually, hiding his smile in the dark, "Don't worry about such details, just record until the battery runs out."

When Kapok was chatting with Sanwei, he had already turned the camera to the other members.They were eating food stalls for supper outside, the intersection was very quiet, and the neon lights were colorful halos in the camera.In the camera, three tables are put together at the supper stand, and the plates on it are crowded to the edge.

It's a late-night newspaper that makes people think about it.

Fans complained before that they didn’t even have a back view, but now it’s all food and a row of backs, and they have lost their temper...

"Strongly request to change to a mobile phone for live broadcast!"

"Three tails, don't take them for supper at night, after you make them fat, no one will like them!"

"Upstairs you don't like me, please leave them all to me?!"

"I want to eat and broadcast the camera. I want! Special! Write!"

"Okay, okay, baby, calm down, the battery won't run out anytime soon." Mu Mian joked, "Although you all only like stinky men, first of all, I want to introduce to you, a rare girl in the club."

Kapok's warm reminder: "Please don't rush the drama with the barrage."

It’s okay if she didn’t mention it, but when she mentioned it, the fans who had done their homework began to use routines to promote the drama, first praising the beauty of the fairy, and then asking the fairy if she can rejuvenate, and quickly produced all kinds of dystocia dramas.

In the whole process of making radio dramas, if there is no round-the-clock hard work behind the scenes, then the CV will probably be like a screw in the ground without order.In most cases, expecting them to take the initiative to communicate is better than expecting money to rain from the sky.

"Okay, the next part is what everyone loves to see. Guess which male god is your back?"

It is indeed an internal requirement for the members not to send photos after the meeting, otherwise they will not all "disappear" neatly.

"The CV can't be turned back in advance, unless the fans have collectively guessed right from the beginning." Mu Mian said with a smile: "This link is a bit idealistic. If everyone wants to fight, they can fight...well, you understand."

Sanwei's hearty, hateful laughter came to the camera again.

It is conceivable that the fans are so angry that they want to throw away everything at hand, and they probably can't even keep their flip flops.Sanwei's fans bravely stepped forward: "If you want to fight, hit us, we didn't manage him well QAQ"

Zhu Xian's fans were as quiet as quails at this moment, and those who remained had seen the ugly photos from four years ago, and their minds were very firm!

——No matter how ugly or frustrating the male god is, we are all loyal to character and stuck in talent!

When Kapok and Sanwei walked behind a CV, they would ask him to say a word, and then read a message from a fan of Rapeseed Flower.This link fully reflects the characteristics of each fan.

Someone vividly interpreted what disgusting pampering is, "The fat one, the one with the bucket waist, must be our XX. No matter how fat you are, I love you too, and I have a little more place in my heart that belongs to you!"

Some people are so considerate that people just want to hahaha, "Don't look back, grab it quickly! There is only one chicken wing left!"

Someone quickly climbed the wall, "Is XX so cute? I'm sorry, I will be your little cutie from today!"

In the jovial atmosphere, there are also some CVs who are nervous, for fear that the distance between the real person and the P photos will drive fans crazy.Zhu Xian, who was sitting at the table on the far right, calmly opened a new can of beer. He looked at his watch, 15 minutes had passed, and it should not be his turn, and the battery of the phone should be dead.

Every mobile phone in Sanwei has this kind of virtue. In half a year, there must be something wrong with the electric board, charging for five hours, and talking for one hundred minutes.

At this time, there was a tired voice and cheers against his will from the supper stand, Zhu Xian raised his head——

It was Wangqu's turn to speak.

At the beginning, Wangqu sat at the leftmost position of the table, which was equivalent to facing the camera sideways, so even though the seats were adjusted behind him, his fans still recognized him sharply.The climax was ushered in the live broadcast room, and fans of Wangqu were performing the rehearsed group play, "Tianxianer, you are the most beautiful! We can hear what kind of fake voice!!!"

"Really? Then I won't sing." Wang Qu pouted his lips shyly, and the dried lip gloss distinguished him from the others.

Among this group of people, apart from Mio who has received attention because of his coser boyfriend, only he has taken the initiative to expose himself to learning acting 800 years ago, and he does not know how many sets of art photos he has taken.

"Hello, everyone," Wang Qu turned his head and greeted his fans with a smile. When he raised his hand, the deep V-neck clothes opened up in a bright light.

"I also use the setting spray when I go out to eat supper, as expected of a very good-looking fairy." Sanwei sarcastically said.

Wang Qu didn't seem to be angry, "Haha, no way." He glanced in the direction where Zhu Xian was, with a bit of smugness in his eyes.Because Zhu Xian can be regarded as a big embarrassment, where the other party is there, he must not be perfunctory!

The fans who forgot the song in the live broadcast have lost their minds.

"Heavenly Immortal is so white and glowing today!"

"Woo, our master is really beautiful..."

Onlookers: "Your requirements for beauty are so low."

It is true that Wangqu's appearance is higher than that of the public, but it is really not to the point of killing without makeup.Besides, Keyboard Man prefers to belittle and ridicule rather than praise from the heart.

There were also discordant voices, "Where is ZX, why didn't you see the rumored boyfriend?"

Zhu Xian's fan: "Damn it, you dragged the male god into the water again?"

Wangqu's fans: "Don't mention that plague god!"

It was rare for the two parties to agree on an idea, and fans quickly brushed these words away.The former is easy to understand, but the latter... After all, it's about cheating, and there are always fans who are clear about it, but they would rather cover up the peace.

Kapok, who was recording the live broadcast, rolled his eyes in his heart when he saw it, and kept cursing that his phone would run out of battery.She is the mother of two children, so it is impossible to tell who is the peerless Bailian.That night, as expected by Zhu Xian, the electricity at his table ran out when they talked.After leaving the supper stall, Sanwei and him sent everyone back to the hotel as locals, and then they walked shoulder to shoulder on the road after midnight.

Sanwei brushed up super topics related to clubs for a while, until she saw what she wanted to see, suppressed a smile, and handed the phone to Zhu Xian. "promise."

@我的生活是Given by CV: #图 Has anyone noticed the handsome guy in the corner.Whose fans come to claim it?

As a blogger who specializes in commenting on radio dramas, she has many active fans, and it is reasonable to say that she responds to everyone.But when the person sitting in the picture is Zhu Xian who is eating quietly, no one really can tell why.

So in the comments, this upright blogger went directly to Aite Santuchuan's official Weibo.

Sanwei was replying to her just now, "Guess~"

Zhu Xian concentrated on rubbing his stomach to digest, "Just say no."

"Hey, you don't understand, hunger and thirst marketing. The more you can't figure it out, the more surprised everyone will be when the answer is revealed." Sanwei was triumphant at first, then showed a strong side, and said with complete disgust: "Why do you I haven't shaved my beard yet, how can I forget my music like this!"

"..." Lu Yu should be the one to teach this guy Chinese.Zhu Xian silently threw the phone back into the tightly held Sanwei's arms.