Master became my maid

Liu Muyun has always been a man of one word. He said that when Zhou Qianming recovers from his injury, he will broadcast live, that is, he will broadcast live when he recovers from his injury. There will be no delay for a second.

Zhou Ganming's injury was just a small strain, and he was healed within half an hour after putting on the healing device.

The two wasted a lot of time at the door, but it was still in the afternoon, and the bright sunlight slanted into the exquisitely decorated villa, rendering a peaceful atmosphere.

However, Zhou Ganming's mood was not so peaceful. He sat there thinking for a long time but couldn't figure out what it means to "conform to the common understanding of the relationship between male and female".

Speaking of which, the group of worms reacted so badly because there was only one stool at that time, and he stood and let his master sit, so why not let him sit and let his master stand this time?

This is actually a way, but what to say becomes the second problem.

Zhou Qianming pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out why. Finally, when the treatment was over, he also thought of a slightly more self-justifying argument.

Before he could figure out whether this rhetoric would work, the healing device with excellent healing effect had already healed his strain.

In the era they are in now, the star network is highly developed, and live broadcasting has become a very simple and rude thing.

There is no need to prepare any additional equipment. Everyone’s own mobile terminal can become a small live broadcast medium. If you are more rigorous and want to see the feedback clearly, you can use a fixed terminal at home. The functions are similar, but you can cast the screen and watch it yourself. I feel a little more comfortable.

Zhou Ganming happened to be practicing, so under the guidance of Liu Muyun, he adjusted the dusty fixed terminal.

Zhou Ganming guessed that another reason why his master planned to make a quick decision might be to finish the live broadcast before the group of female worms from the Male Protection Society had any notice, and the group of worms on the Internet didn't know that they were going to broadcast the matter live.

Sure enough, when Zhou Qianming adjusted the terminal and Liu Muyun clicked the live broadcast button, their live broadcast room was empty, only the two of them.

It was a bit embarrassing to speak in front of the empty live broadcast room, and Liu Muyun obviously didn't intend to speak, so this embarrassment fell on Zhou Ganming alone.

But in order to cope with the errands, Zhou Ganming had basically thought about what to say beforehand, and he opened his mouth and said, "We..."

However, the script he had written was completely useless. He had just said two words and was suddenly cut off. The projection screen that originally reflected the faces of the two of them turned into darkness. Zhou Qianming was stunned for a moment. Don't know what happened.

There are not so many restrictions on live broadcasting on Xingwang, as long as the terminal is bound with a real name, it can be opened.

However, it was this real name that allowed the administrator in the background to immediately monitor his live broadcast.

As the saying goes, "The Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot high." Neither Liu Muyun nor Zhou Qianming expected that the Male Worm Protection Association would have discussed with the platform in advance in order to prevent the two of them from talking nonsense, and even Zhou Ganming's personal privacy was covered by them. Leaked to platform administrators.

This has violated the "Male Protection Law" in theory, but the worms in the Xiongbaohui also feel that they are wronged. After all, what happened in the morning, many worms called them indignantly before the afternoon to report the two of them. , if this is not taken seriously, it is likely to cause public anger.

However, the two of them are not clear about the reason why the live broadcast was cut off at this time, and they did not expect it to be a moth made by Xiong Baohui.

Liu Muyun frowned and took the fixed terminal. He repeatedly checked the network and other places that were prone to failure, but found that everything was in good condition.

He has only been here for two years, and the use of the terminal can only be regarded as "proficient", far from being "proficient".

So after reading it, he shook his head towards Zhou Qianming, expressing that he was powerless to help.

Seeing this, Zhou Qianming pondered for a moment and was about to speak when he received a private text message from the administrator on the terminal.

Zhou Ganming hurried over and asked, "What did you write?"

Liu Muyun clicked on it, and saw that it said impressively: "Due to the special nature of your live broadcast, after discussion with the administrator, it was decided to arrange it to be held at [-] o'clock tonight. I hope you enter the live broadcast room on time and don't be late."

Liu Muyun looked quickly, and seeing Zhou Ganming tilting his head to look into his arms, he returned the terminal to him.

Zhou Ganming held the terminal and watched it for a long time before he finished reading the whole content. He couldn't help but wondered: "How does the administrator of this video site know what we are going to broadcast live?"

After asking, he realized the mental retardation of his question, and as expected, he heard Liu Muyun say indifferently: "Xiong Baohui."

Zhou Ganming let out an uncomfortable "tsk" after recovering. This obvious sense of distrust and surveillance made his perception of this so-called Xiongbaohui even worse.

It's just that he has nothing to do with them for the time being, so he can only endure it first.

Originally, he wanted to finish the live broadcast honestly, and even wrote a draft for it.

But this time he was completely out of the mood of beating his stomach, so what should he do? Could it be possible that the two of them, the master and the apprentice, could be arrested because of this crap, Zhou Qianming thought desperately.

Although they had completely let go of this matter, the two of them were not idle all afternoon. Liu Muyun was studying the matter of going back to the military headquarters to report on his duties, and Zhou Ganming was beside him seriously studying the Zerg's writing and language.

The sunlight gradually changed from a transparent golden yellow to a dull dim yellow. Although the two sat on the sofa all afternoon and seldom communicated, there was a harmonious atmosphere flowing between them.

Some people are embarrassed to talk too much together, while others can sit in silence for an afternoon without saying a lot.

The dinner is still cooked by Zhou Qianming. Liu Muyun is like a machine to control his mood. Zhou Qianming has no thoughts when he sits next to him. When he raised his head from the terminal, he felt bored. It was already gone.

Therefore, the atmosphere between the two of them when they were preparing to broadcast live after eating was almost comfortable.

Zhou Qianming forgot what made his master stand while he sat to cater to the gang of worms. Whatever they like, it will make Xiong Baohui more happy if he is devastated.

In the blink of an eye, it was eight o'clock that night, and the two of them hadn't watched Xingwang all afternoon. Naturally, they didn't know that the live broadcast on the Internet was going to explode.

They almost clicked into the live broadcast room, but the group of spectators had already squatted in the live broadcast room for two or three hours.

Unlike the live broadcast that ended without a problem in the afternoon, this time Zhou Qianming was startled when he clicked in, and even Liu Muyun showed a little surprise.

I saw that there were still 3 minutes before the live broadcast, but the black screen was already covered with bullet screens of various colors:

"Why haven't you started why haven't you started yet"

"Is this the live broadcast room? I didn't go wrong, did I?"

"I heard that the domineering female servant wanted to apologize, so I just rolled over here."

"+1"

"Laughing, I bet a coin that they won't apologize honestly"

"I bet ten, yes, that's a statement issued by Xiongbaohui himself."

"Stop the Xiong Baohui, I heard that the Xiong Baohui went to his house today and came back disheveled."

"? I'm direct, good guy, are you so awesome, the group of Xiongbaohui's eyes are higher than the top, can't handle them both?"