The Sea Monster Boyfriend of the Outdated Starlet

Unable to bear it any longer, Han Qing turned on the microphone and said, "Brother Yo, look at what you're talking about. Isn't our Bronze Bureau just a group of rookies who don't even have skills? What's the matter? Are you As soon as you enter the game, you are a high-playing boss?"

"Boss wears skin to abuse bronze to find superiority? Excuse me, is your rank silver? Ah... I forgot that silver doesn't need to be skinned. Could it be that this is your tuba? A high-ranking silver rank? After all, you just now That operation was chased by people to take the head... Alas" he sighed: "Where do you have a sense of superiority." Thanks to the brothers from the enemy camp!

Heh, in terms of yin and yang, he hasn't convinced anyone yet.

[Brother Nan was harassed for the first time in a live broadcast! ]

[worth remembering! ]

[applause applause]

[This little milk voice, I love it.Please scold a few more words. ]

"You fucking…"

"Yo, look, look, he's in a hurry. Could it be that I've hit the spot, right? Bai~yin~big~boy~"

[With this tone, the fist hardens]

[Are you sure the voice is hard fist? ]

[Above, you are wrong~]

[You guys are wrong~]

[I don't know if I should say something...]

[speak! ]

[Like my son...]

[I thought that the people in this live broadcast room were all young ladies who coveted Brother Nan's beauty and a group of big guys who are skilled enough to pick their feet]

[Aunt Guigeng? ]

[What auntie, she is only eighteen~]

[Sisters stay!Let me guess if you want to say a certain artist with the surname Han? ]

[Ahhh, I remember our son once said that he was playing the king, and the sisters couldn’t find out what rank he was no matter how hard he asked! ]

[Hahaha it’s me, I’m too embarrassed to say it~]

[? ?Um? ]

[son? ]

[Our son? ]

[What kind of code are you connecting to, right?secretly observe]

[I think there is a high probability that it is, the voice sounds like a son's wow]

"Han Qing, don't quarrel with him. Let's start another round after you retreat."

Cheng Qingyuan didn't expect the live broadcast on the opposite side at all, and the Nancheng live broadcast room exploded immediately, and the popularity soared.

[! ! ! ]

[It's our son ah ah ah]

[That voice is cqy!Help]

[Why are they together?I'm stunned again! ]

[Sisters in front!Today "Jin Xianchen" finished the interview, so they are together]

[I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen, I don’t listen]

[As long as my ears are blocked quickly, I won't be able to catch up with me! ]

[Sister reminds me, you may already be on Mr. Yan's list of dark sharks. ]

[Just came to the live broadcast room, I heard that my son is here? ]

Han Qing retreated angrily and restarted the round, but he didn't know that more and more people knew that he was playing the king.

Then Cheng Qingyuan and Han Qing found that they met more bronzes, and even met one, two, three... many, many fans.

Cheng Qingyuan: Slowly pull out a question mark.GIF

Han Qing: Playing a game is so difficult, I just stand still just to give him a head.There is that serious illness!How weak is he?Taunt Laman!So angry!

Chu Qinghua: Not at all.

Bang bang bang loud knocks on the door, Cheng Qingyuan opened the door and saw that it was Huo Qigang.

"Director Huo."

Han Qing didn't raise his head when he heard Dao Huo was called: "Old man Huo, are you here to play games with us? Yuanzi Yuanzi, you are dying!"

Huo Qigang was helpless: "Are you playing?"

"Yeah right"

"You guys are on the hot search, do you know?"

"Hmm." Han Qing raised his head suddenly: "Huh? What's trending?"

"Look." Director Huo showed him the large and meager page on the phone.

Fat Sheep Broadcasting V: When the popular little fresh meat is exported, it is dirty and yin and yang. The popular anchor, the quality of the star is worrying.Some netizens bluntly said that the crux of the problem is that the education threshold for the star job is low. What do you think?

Han Qing didn't care about this at all, his eyes fell directly on the thin strip above.Weibo only showed half of it, he stretched out his pale finger and slid it to the middle of the phone screen.

Fat Sheep Report V: At 13:30 today, a passer-by photographed the assistant of a certain artist surnamed Cheng wandering alone in City B, and at the same time, it was revealed that an artist surnamed Cheng was in a happy double row with Han in City K.

Qingshan cp declares BE?Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?The next fat sheep broadcast will reveal the secret for you!

"Pfft...?? Look at this! The current marketing account really knows it! Master the traffic password directly! Hahahahahahaha"

Cheng Qingyuan had obviously seen it all, and the two laughed head to head.

"Looking at the distant mountains like this is really pitiful hahaha"

"Is it over so soon with him?" Cheng Qingyuan took out his mobile phone, and sure enough, he saw the message from Cheng Yuanshan, saying that he had arrived at the airport.

Guessing that now that Cheng Yuanshan was on the plane, Cheng Qingyuan didn't reply to him.

"? Is that what I asked you to watch?" Huo Qigang withdrew his hand angrily: "Just now, don't go to the trending search, can you go to the trending search and find something good? Is it okay? Especially you Han Qing!"

"I said why so many fans came here! I thought my device was hacked." Han Qing smiled softly: "Quantang helped you promote it for free, so you don't need to thank me!"

Huo Qigang held back for a while, but still couldn't hold back a burst of laughter: "You! Please don't promote it to me! Making some money is not enough to remove the trending searches."

"This one was withdrawn by Yan Kuan..." Han Qing saw Huo Lao's eyes shifted to himself: "No, it's nothing. I will definitely perform well today and make more money for you!"

"Have you read the script?" Huo Qigang asked casually, unexpectedly, the three of them were all stunned on the spot.

"? Didn't watch it?" Huo Qigang blew his beard and stared: "What time is it now? Huh? If you don't watch it now, you will wait until you get on stage for a while?!"

Cheng Qingyuan laughed dryly: "I'm sorry Mr. Huo, let's watch it now!"

"What's so fierce, it doesn't work now."

Chu Qinghua: dare not speak.GIF

"I'm here to watch you, hurry up." Huo Qigang sat on the sofa, looking at them with burning eyes: "I see who else dares to be lazy."

There are some very routine questions on the script, because it is a live broadcast, which is different from the recording and playback a few years ago, and cannot be edited. You still need to pay more attention to it, and you need to remember to be more familiar with the script.

A few people huddled miserably together to read the script, and soon it was around seven o'clock, and the three of them went to the studio with Director Huo to prepare for the live interview at [-]:[-].

The warm-up started 10 minutes before the end of the broadcast interview. Only the studio picture appeared on the screen, with a simple set of tables and chairs, and no one was there.

The number of people has soared, and it has exceeded [-] million, and this is only a small part.

The barrage began to scroll.

[Whooooooooooooooooooooo simulcast, I don't even know which one to watch. ]

[Split Screen!Split Screen! ]

[I have to watch dramas, watch interviews, and discuss with my girlfriends. I’m so busy, I’m so busy, I’m so busy]

[At this time, the benefits of multiple devices are reflected, hahaha. ]

[Yuanzi, Yuanzi, hurry up and make a fool of yourself]

[Son son son son love let my son out!Did you kidnap my son?]

[The son may still be hanging around in the bronze bureau hahaha]

[Smiles mercilessly. ]

[I added my son's game friend! ]

[sisters!You envy me to death. ]

[I told him nothing, stood still and let him kill.It is estimated that the child will be pissed off. ]

[Hahahahahaha]

[Are you his fans?real? ]

［Genuine at a fair price～］

[In order to open a bronze trumpet, I canceled the original platinum trumpet...]

[Take mom's cell phone and open one~]

"Oh~ it's you guys. Let me chop that idiot standing still."

Suddenly Han Qing's voice came, and he strode in and appeared in the live broadcast interface.

The barrage froze for a moment, and then quickly swiped up.

[! ! ! ! ! ! ]

[An informal man. ]

[It's very good, Baozi.Won't you be scolded if you come out now? ]

[Hahaha my son will be afraid of being scolded?He feels uncomfortable even if he is not scolded for a day. ]

[The son flies bravely, but he will bear the accident by himself. ]

"What about the one who said she stood still and let me take the head?"

[Oh~ it's me~]

[It's me! It's me.Isn’t it very touching~]

"Yes. Any more?"

[And me ~ Baozi]

[here]

"continue."

[I feel……]

The barrage continued, Han Qing took out his mobile phone and tapped, his almond eyes narrowed like a kitten ready to go: "Yeah, let's go."

[It feels bad. ]

[Wow wow wow the son is going to kill his mother ah ah ah ah]

"Okay, kick them all out." Han Qing said with a harmless face, "I'm so weak? Do you want to give away my head like this?"

It turned out that he just tapped and tapped to ask for management authority from the senior management here.

[Ah ah he murdered his own mother]

[Hey, I'm back, can't you think of it]

[Hey, I have a trumpet, can't think of it? ]

"Hey, the highest authority I want is unexpected, right? Be careful and permanently ban you."

[Son, I was wrong. ]

[Don't don't don't mother is wrong]

[Ah, ah, mom, he is so cool, I want to be his fan, I want to be his mother (?)]

[Arrogance.Very arrogant. ]

[Something strange appears. ]

[Why can he have such high authority? ]

[Fuck?Official guard? ]

[Reminder~ Lotte Technology is behind the interview after the broadcast~]

[The surname of the president of Lotte Technology is Yan Yo~]

[Yo Yo Yo~ I feel like it's time for me to dance the big flag again.Frost cpyyds! ! ! ]

"Tie Tie, why did you come in by yourself Tie Tie?" Cheng Qingyuan was still reading the script just now, but when he turned his head, Han Qing disappeared. After asking around, he realized that he had entered the studio by himself.No one can control this kid.He grabbed Han Qing's hand and was about to lead him out.

"It's okay, educate the fans." Han Qing smiled, and leaned closer to the camera: "Remember, I, Han Qing, don't cook at all! You don't need to send it!"

It turned out that it was because of the game... Cheng Qingyuan laughed, and helplessly rubbed Han Qing's curly hair: "Let's go."

Only then did Han Qing obediently follow Cheng Qingyuan out of the studio.

[...]

[It's a little awkward. ]

[This rebellious son!See, I will send it to him tomorrow! ]

[Sisters, what are you doing, Han Qing still has authority in his hands! ]

[Sisters fly bravely, carry things on their own! ! ! ]

[Son, I was wrong.Brother, I was wrong. ]

[I'm going from drama fan to real cp fan]

[Crazy screenshot]

[Sonoko’s smile is so doting]

[I bet Wumao Yuanzi Gong]

[I bet a piece]

[Laughing.Our son saw it as 0]

[Laugh!I have no confidence in our son's looks at all. ]

[Sisters, dance carefully! ! !Be careful to get on Mr. Yan's list of dark sharks! ! ! ]

A certain president surnamed Yan said that it was too late.Has been kicked out of the live broadcast room.