protect our bun

In view of Qi Feng's personal request, the platform did not disclose the real identity of the man who "broke the window to save people" in the end, but Qi Lukang uncharacteristically did not ask the police to hide his information. Qi Feng asked him why, and Qi Lukang said that he wanted to stay in the country. Building an image isn't bad for a business.

Qi Feng didn't ask him why he suddenly changed his mind. Qi Lukang had been abroad for nearly 30 years. Thinking about shifting the focus of his work back to China, it was definitely not an easy task. But since he made such a decision, he must have his own reasons.

Although the platform promised Qi Feng not to disclose his "brave deeds" deeds, in contrast, Qi Feng also verbally signed a series of "unequal treaties", such as not mentioning the cancellation of the broadcast before the contract expires.

Qi Feng said earnestly, "As you all know, I am actually a senior student and will graduate soon. My time is really limited..."

"Okay, okay, then, Mr. Qi, we will cancel the monthly live broadcast time in the original contract. As long as you cooperate with the platform's regular activities and show your face when necessary, do you think it will work?"

Then Qi Feng pondered for a while, feeling a bit embarrassed, and finally said very humanely: "Since you have said so, then fine."

Qi Feng would agree to this condition, of course not because he was really persuaded by the poor-looking staff member, but because two days ago, Zhan Xingchen made a table of meals outside the house while he was drawing pictures, and Very seriously, he put on an expression of "I just want to cook for you and I don't have any other ideas", and finally Qi Feng successfully persuaded Zhan Xingchen to tell the truth with a piece of boned pork ribs.

Zhan Xingchen was chewing on the pork ribs, while puffing out his cheeks to peek at Qi Feng's expression, "It's just... I have something to tell you..."

Qi Feng didn't stop, and the second piece of complete pork ribs appeared in Zhan Xingchen's rice bowl again, Zhan Xingchen continued: "Well, last time in Brother Cheng An's coffee shop, I broadcasted a cake making process, you Remember..."

"Remember, I read it, what's the matter?"

"Did you watch it?" Zhan Xingchen was surprised, "When?"

"Look at it later." Qi Feng put another grilled shrimp on the spare ribs that he hadn't had time to eat, and said, "While you're not paying attention, check to see if there is any problem with the scale."

"Ah, then... if... I let you supervise from now on..."

Qi Feng narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

"Hmm...Actually, Brother Cheng An said that the response to the live broadcast was particularly good, and he wanted me to continue this event on behalf of the cafe, once or twice a week, and then..."

"You want to broadcast live?"

"...Well." Zhan Xingchen poked the rice with his chopsticks in embarrassment, "That's right, I don't show my face anyway, and I can earn some dividends..."

When Qi Feng heard Zhan Xingchen talk about dividends, he couldn't help laughing, "What kind of dividend model, how Cheng An bribed you, tell me."

"Ah, that is, my badge can be replaced by the deputy store manager in the future!"

"..." Qi Feng was silent for a while, then said, "Xingchen, if you like, I can directly let you be the store manager."

Zhan Xingchen's eyes full of little stars disappeared instantly after Qi Feng's words, he lowered his head, took a bite of the prawn, and said dissatisfiedly: "Oh, then I tell Brother Cheng An that I can't do it."

Qi Feng thought Zhan Xingchen's appearance was really cute, took off the disposable gloves, and said with a smile: "That's not what you mean, you can go if you want, but if it's not necessary for a job, his coffee shop might close down soon. "

"No way!" Zhan Xingchen snorted, "Brother Cheng An said that the coffee shop will be transformed within a year!"

"Okay, no, no." Qi Feng quickly coaxed, "You can do what you want, I have no objection."

"Well...then you are not afraid of me..." Zhan Xingchen hesitated and did not continue.

"Huh? What are you afraid of?"

"You are not afraid of my live broadcast... just to catch your enthusiasm..."

Qi Feng was about to be melted by Zhan Xingchen, so he personally picked up a piece of broccoli and fed it to Zhan Xingchen, doting on him: "Baby, I beg you to rub it."

"Did you agree!" Zhan Xingchen's eyes lit up, and he didn't forget to take away the broccoli he made, "Then I'll go tell Brother Cheng An first!"

Zhan Xingchen was going to get his phone immediately, Qi Feng said angrily: "Sit down, finish your meal first."

So Zhan Xingchen was like a child who was forced to eat by his parents. He finished a bowl of rice in two or three bites, and then happily went to report to Cheng An on work.

Qi Feng sighed and had no choice but to quietly clear the dining table.

But since Zhan Xingchen is going to broadcast live, it is definitely beneficial for him not to terminate the contract for the time being. Try to bring a wave of traffic to Zhan Xingchen before quitting the broadcast, which is the real purpose of Qi Feng's agreement to the "unequal treaty".

"Ah? Who are you talking about?" Ji Wa couldn't believe it, "Is it true or not? Sister-in-law will be live broadcasting tonight? Are you two in a row?"

"It's not a game. I'll give you the room number when the time comes, and all of you will stick to my barrage."

"Okay, no problem, what to use, just say it."

"Hmm..." Qi Feng thought for a while, it seemed that the first official live broadcast was not suitable for any kind of confession, after a short thought, Qi Feng said, "Everyone should use two planes."

Jiwa: "..."

In order to avoid being assassinated by Qi Feng in future economic disputes, Cheng An also took the initiative to draw up a contract, and Qi Feng asked Zhan Xingchen to sign it after he had no problem after reviewing it.

The account is owned by Zhan Xingchen personally, but the ID needs to add the keyword of the coffee shop. Finally, after thinking twice, Zhan Xingchen pushed the phone in front of Qi Feng and asked, "My name is this... okay?"

When Qi Feng saw it, the corner of his lips twitched, and said, "It's just as long as you like it."

Then Zhan Xingchen took the account with the ID name "Quiet Time—Small Bread" and happily placed the tools. Cheng An meant not to show his face, and Qi Feng stood up as the "General Staff of the Live Broadcasting" Erlang looked at Zhan Xingchen's bustle, and then said lightly, "Mmm..."

Cheng An sighed and shook his head, feeling that Qi Feng's gaze might not be elsewhere for the time being.

Before the live broadcast, Cheng An only publicized the evening live broadcast in advance on the WeChat public account and Weibo of the coffee shop, so there were not many viewers at the beginning of the live broadcast, only about 100, but Zhan Xingchen still explained very seriously.

"First, prepare the raw materials, eggs, low-gluten flour, granulated sugar, white vinegar, corn oil, milk, baking powder, and table salt." Zhan Xingchen said, pointing out each raw material one by one with his hands, "Then the next step, Take a clean bowl with no water in it, put milk and corn oil..."

Zhan Xingchen explained in detail step by step, Cheng An watched the live broadcast with his own account, followed the interaction from time to time, and suddenly saw a plane flying by on the screen, Cheng An was almost excited and didn't shout out, "Look! The plane! "

Qi Feng glanced at the account ID, it was Tangyuan Shaoxia.

After a while, Jiwa's plane also arrived, but Zhang Haoyang's plane did not come because he did not have an account, and he was still at the first step of applying for an account.

"Hey, these...could they be your friends?" Cheng An finally came to his senses, looked at some familiar IDs, and asked.

Qi Feng didn't speak, but just stared at Zhan Xingchen intently. Although he didn't get a picture of his face, Zhan Xingchen cleaned up a lot before he came today. Looking at it now, Qi Feng couldn't take his eyes away at all. Sure enough, the serious man is the most handsome .

Ji Wa and Tang Yuan followed Qi Feng live broadcast before, and their account number has tens of thousands of fans. More than 300 people saw the plane passing by in the live broadcast room, and someone recognized their IDs at once. Immediately sent a barrage.

[Chihuahua and Tang Yuan?Could this bun be from Qishen's family? 】

Originally, there was no splash in the live broadcast room except Cheng An's occasional barrage, but after this sentence, it suddenly became lively.

[Really, I just said how familiar this ID is. 】

【real or fake?This is the little bread man? 】

【who?Which Seven Gods?Seven Kings? 】

Qi Feng stroked his forehead, and continued to look at Zhan Xingchen. After Zhan Xingchen saw the first barrage that recognized him, he panicked, and subconsciously cast a look at Qi Feng for help, but Qi Feng didn't seem to see it. In the end, Zhan Xingchen really didn't know whether he should admit it immediately, so he had to temporarily leave the live broadcast room under the pretext of preheating the oven.

Zhan Xingchen ran up to Qi Feng angrily, "Why are you ignoring me! Should I admit it now?"

Cheng An murmured weakly to himself, "It seems that I am the boss..."

"Admit it." Qi Feng smiled and squeezed Zhan Xingchen's hand, then asked Cheng An, "What do you think?"

"I'm definitely willing, your fame is not for nothing." Cheng An said boldly.

"Then I will admit it." Zhan Xingchen happily ran back to the position where he could see the live broadcast room. Seeing the sudden addition of thousands of people in the live broadcast room, he continued his movements awkwardly, "Egg whites and egg yolks should be Separate, and the bowl containing the protein should also be oil-free and water-free... Ah, um, it's me, that... Next step, the protein should be refrigerated for later use."

[I rely on?Admit it?Is this an admission? 】

[No way, is there such a boyfriend who is so hot? 】

[The Seven Gods are not happy, why are you in a hurry. 】

[Nonsense, the Seven Gods would have been willing to help promote it long ago, can't you see it. 】

[It makes sense, the Seven Gods really wanted to help promote it a long time ago...]

Zhan Xingchen suddenly became anxious, "No, no, it's not that he won't help me promote it, well, let's continue, stir the egg yolk, and then add corn oil..."

Seeing that the number of people in the live broadcast room increased exponentially, and soon reached [-], Zhan Xingchen suddenly panicked, the milk cup in his hand shook, and two drops poured out, "This... be careful when you pour it, don't pour it Spilled..."

[Hahaha, how fat is the inexplicably cute. 】

[The game ID has the same name as the live broadcast account, so it's not obvious that it's a hot topic, can it still be washed? 】

[But what is the prefix in front of him, personal brand? 】

Finally found a question that could be answered, Zhan Xingchen quickly seized the opportunity, "Ah, Quiet Time is the name of our coffee shop, interested friends can come and sit in the shop."

[I'm going, not only to catch the heat, but also an advertisement? 】

[What rp, should Qishen consider changing her boyfriend? 】

【What kind of boyfriend should I change? If I could, I would have changed as soon as possible. I have already sent Qishen private messages to take selfies. 】

[Upstairs you are coquettish, try posting without clothes next time. 】

[Just without clothes. 】

Zhan Xingchen looked at the barrage and became even more anxious. He poured fine sugar into the bowl, emulsified it and said aggrievedly: "It's useless for you to post it, he won't change boyfriends."

Cheng An couldn't laugh or cry, "There are too many negative/negative comments, what should I do?"

"Huh?" Qi Feng was taken aback, "Are you asking me?"

"Yeah, don't you have experience?"

"No." Qi Feng shook his head resolutely, "I usually don't have negative/negative comments."

"..." Cheng An continued to look at the bullet screens, "Then you just watch your Xingchen being attacked. I can't even see it...Huh? Where are you?"

Looking up again, Qi Feng had already walked behind the tripod erected opposite Zhan Xingchen, Cheng An thought that Qi Feng was going to stand there to cheer Zhan Xingchen up, but he didn't expect the next step, Qi Feng actually stepped over the tripod.

"No way..." Cheng An failed to control his facial expression, and then turned his gaze back to the phone screen, and Qi Feng's figure had indeed appeared in the live broadcast room.

[Am I blind?Guys, am I the only one who can see this? 】

【Fuck me ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ! 】

[Impossible, my classmate and Qishen are in the same school. I heard that they are busy with their final papers recently. They are busy. 】

Facing Qi Feng's sudden appearance, Zhan Xingchen could only see the movements of Zhan Xingchen's subordinates suddenly stop from the camera. Outside the camera, Zhan Xingchen stared at Qi Feng with a pair of big eyes.

Qi Feng: "Go ahead, I'll help you back to the barrage."

Zhan Xingchen: "..."

"Let's start with the one I saw just now. Just now, a viewer asked me if I was considering changing boyfriends, and threatened to send me a selfie..." Qi Feng's familiar voice overshadowed Zhan Xingchen's voice stirring cream, and said, "First of all, I won't think about this issue in my life. Secondly, I won't read private messages without my boyfriend's permission. You don't have to recommend yourself."