Number one, please cooperate with my position

"Hey, kick me away after rubbing your nose." Yu Zhe grabbed Yanran's ankle and stuffed it into his arms without any explanation, "Isn't he still a good boy?"

"Who's a good boy?!" Yan Ran stepped on his stomach, curled up his toes, and hooked up Yu Zhe's clothes, "Damn rascal, I'm going to bed."

Yu Zhe pulled off the quilt and stuffed Yan Ran's feet into the quilt before standing up: "OK, OK."

"You really won't let me kiss you?" Yu Zhe asked again.

"Who wants you to kiss me, you're insane!" Yan Ran tucked her head in the quilt and replied in a muffled voice.

Yu Zhe closed the door with a big smile, pulled out the key on the door, and returned to the dormitory with peace of mind.

It was almost two o'clock in the morning, and Yu Zhe had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower when someone knocked on the door.

"Manager?" He Jian stood in front of Yu Zhe staring at the dark circles under his eyes, yawning, "What's wrong?"

"Another fucking accident." He Jian walked sideways into the door, and threw the tablet in his hand to Yu Zhe, "The last live broadcast of Moon killing Gold, and now there is a civil turmoil in our team."

"Oh yes, is Moon asleep?" He Jian took a sip of water.

"He's asleep, don't call him." Yu Zhe sat across from He Jian, and slid the tablet from the table to him, "It's been a few days since the live broadcast, and now I think of rhythm?"

He Jian also shook his head, showing no sign of nervousness: "This year's sunspots can't do it."

He Jian came to the team and dealt with this kind of thing more than ten times. He only panicked at the beginning, but he was basically more comfortable in the later stage.

"Now Heizi on Weibo scolds you for stepping on three boats." He Jian retracted the tablet, "Ancestor, don't you still know?"

"No, which three boats?" Yu Zhe frowned.

"Gold, stagnant water," He Jian wrung his fingers, "and your little brat."

The fact that Yu Zhe liked Yanran was something that the entire base knew about, from the youth training students to the cooking aunts, no one dared to say a bad word about Yanran.

"What's the matter with Moon?" Yu Zhe's face darkened, "What are you talking about him?"

He Jian looked at Yu Zhe, and his expression was not very good: "Don't be angry if you tell me."

"They said, Moon is your baby." He Jian opened and closed his upper and lower lips, and the words he spit out taught people's intuition to have no lower limit.

Yu Zhe's biggest weakness lies in Yan Ran.

"Is it okay for me to bring a wave of rhythm now?" Yu Zhe took out his mobile phone and looked at He Jian.

He Jian's back felt numb after being watched by him, he shrugged, and stood up: "It's okay, whatever you want to say, if you scold someone, just remember to pay the fine tomorrow."

"Yes." Yu Zhe nodded and followed behind He Jian, "I'll transfer the money to you later, and everything I said on Weibo tonight will be credited to me."

He Jian acquiesced and went out.

MOL is just that.Generally, when they encounter something, they will directly complain, big and small, old and young, as long as they can play Weibo, they will curse at others, and they never show mercy once.

The fines are too much for the youth trainees. Sometimes several people from the first team and the second team will pay the fines of the youth trainees together, and they will start to breathe while holding the keyboard.

And Heizi was also very happy to fight with MOL, the two sides just didn't greet the whole family.

This is an unwritten rule for MOL to scold each other. As long as the parents of both parties are not promoted, any mocking words can be said.

This time Heizi and MOL scolded each other on the trending search again, and they ranked right behind Hatahata's Weibo.

So there are two waves of people on Weibo, one wave is the old fans who are not surprised at MOL and Heizi scolding each other and just want to eat CP, and the other wave is the people who are not inferior to Hatahata in cursing skills and are absolutely devoted to MOL Tech powder.

Yu Zhe casually reposted a Weibo of Heizi, and couldn't stop typing on the keyboard.

@MOL-Alone: ​​Do you want your father to send you C to the funeral?

In just ten minutes, Yu Zhe reposted nearly two dozen Weibo posts, commenting that technical fans and sunspots were torn apart.

Cursing until midnight, Heizi was still talking about Yu Zhe's raising Yan Ran, and it seemed that they had already finalized a matter that was not even confirmed.

@MOL-Alone: ​​It's my business who I like, even if I raise Moon, it's none of your business if I get a marriage certificate with him.

After Yu Zhe posted the last Weibo, he suddenly felt a little thirsty. He picked up the thermos and turned off the computer. He moved his knuckles that had been bent due to typing, stretched his head, and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

"Captain..." Yan Ran trembled outside the door, apparently not expecting Yu Zhe to come out suddenly, and rubbed his earlobes uncomfortably.

"Haven't slept yet?" Yu Zhe pinched Yan Ran's chin subconsciously, forcing Yan Ran to look up at him, "What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

"You..." Yan Ran's breath was unsteady, and his condition improved a lot, "Stop scolding..."

"What?" Yu Zhe teased, he didn't have the momentum when he was scolding Heizi, his peach blossom eyes were full of words, "I regret it, you want to kiss me?"

Yan Ran finally realized that Yu Zhe was waiting for him to come to him, and wanted to take the opportunity to tease him again.

"You're shameless!" Yan Ran was furious, and stood at Yu Zhe's door for too long, his legs were numb, "You bloody rascal!"

"Hey, I'm a little sad when you say that," Yu Zhe played a good emotional card, "I'll help you scold those black people all night. They all scolded you for seducing me, and now you're scolding me."

"Sure enough," Yu Zhe leaned against the door frame, moved the hand holding Yan Ran's chin to his shoulder, and stopped his thumb on the other's collarbone, drawing circles, "You abandoned me after using it, right?"