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——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh happy birthday baby! ! ! !Happy wrapping up! ! ! !

——What is Bamboo eating? [Crazy] How about Xingyan’s box lunch [Crazy] Did you have any cake today? [Crazy]

—I'm late woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

——Baby, you are so skinny qwq why are you getting thinner and thinner?

——Xia Zhizhu 0531Happy birthday, all the good things in the world are coming to you

——May Yiyi starlight grow freely, and the 23-year-old Xia Zhizhu will shine brightly

As far as the eye can see, the empty room of nearly [-] square meters is covered with soft knitted carpets. Xia Zhizhu took another cushion and sat on the ground in front of the sofa, while unpacking the disposable black lunch box just taken out of the kraft paper bag. While carefully watching the rapidly scrolling barrage on the thin and light laptop display, try to answer all the questions he saw.

"I ate a low-fat seafood salad. I ate the cake on the set. It was very sweet."

"I also ate dinner on the plane, but I was not full."

"I haven't lost too much weight, maybe it's because of the lightening."

"Thank you for your blessings, I just want a little happiness."

Since his debut, this is Xia Zhizhu's first solo live broadcast in the true sense. He has a tight schedule. After finishing his filming in Wancheng, he rushed back to the company to do styling and prepare for the start of the broadcast. It was nothing like the last live broadcast with Ji Baicen. That would also give him the opportunity to rehearse the results in advance.

But what was surprising was that Xia Zhizhu, who retreated physically every time he heard the word "live broadcast", didn't feel too nervous today - of course, the reason may be that his nervousness was used elsewhere.

The scenery on the top floor of Siqin is very good. The dusk outside the arc-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows is a gradual orange-pink tone. Xiao Zheng and Lily just fiddled with it for a long time, and finally set up a perfect fill light next to the coffee table. Xia Zhizhu took at least [-] photos super-efficiently under the natural skylight, and then went out to retouch and post on Weibo.

At this moment, the sunset is almost falling, and the French windows around the office have also activated the advanced dark mode. Xia Zhizhu is sitting in front of the sofa, poking vegetables dipped in Japanese salad sauce with a spoon, while quietly using his peripheral vision Look at the man sitting behind the huge desk.

The sense of presence under the warm-colored desk lamp is too strong. Although Xia Zhizhu was manipulated by the assistant and the secretary to take pictures to the current live broadcast, he did not say a word during the whole process, and his gaze has always been on his iPad report. , but only one or two occasional movements can immediately make everyone lower their voices.

For example, right now, the other party just raised his straightened arm on the table intentionally or unintentionally, and Xia Zhizhu, who had never been able to recover from his trance, immediately blinked and resumed his working state.

Xi Zhao was reading Xia Zhizhu's Weibo on the iPad.

Fifteen minutes ago, when the little star was still sitting upright, holding his knees and looking at his salad meal, his assistant Xiao Zheng used his Weibo to post a selected photo that had just been taken and repaired as a live broadcast preview.

The big picture is loaded. The boy in a white ripped loose seahorse sweater is sitting in front of a fluffy blanket of the same color that looks very soft. His hair has been scratched into a messy shape by hairspray, and his face is covered with light makeup. In the light and color blessing that Xiyang and Xiao Zheng played together on their mobile phones, Lily who was sitting opposite made a half-length photo with very dreamy tones.

Xi Zhao doesn't like the color of the sunset the most, but to his surprise, he thinks that the Xia Zhizhu in the photo is very beautiful, even if it is slightly expressionless, it can still be included in the collection of art.

The boy who can heal Twilight.

Xi Zhao thought about it for a while, overcame the "beauty is in the eye of the beholder" who was still out of reach, and finally directly attributed it to his own good vision.

The little star is still answering questions from netizens.

Xia Zhizhu's tone is actually a bit cold, but surprisingly soft at the same time. The combination of the two creates that unique clarity and warmth.

Like ice that melts slightly in a clean old house with no air conditioner and only fans.

Since they met, the first ten minutes of the broadcast seemed to be the most talked Xi Zhao had heard from Xia Zhizhu, which was almost three to four times the sum of all their previous conversations.

And obviously the starlet who was sitting cross-legged in front of his sofa was less than five meters away from him, but Xi Zhao rested his chin on one hand, and quietly slid the iPad screen on the fabric of his trousers with the other, and turned on the mute Xia Zhizhu's live page.

As one of millions of spectators, he was the only one lucky enough to hear the sound live.After working in this office for more than half a year, this is the first time that Xi Zhao feels that the radio effect here is so good.

——Where is the live broadcast now, baby?

"At the company." Xia Zhizhu replied.

On the screen - almost only those who know the inside can find out - Xia Zhizhu quietly glanced at the person who was sitting behind the desk lazily leaning against the chair with his arms leaning against him, and emphasized in a low voice: " only myself."

It's too quiet, like whispering to everyone or one of them.

The corner of Xi Zhao's mouth, which was covered by the back of his hand, curved slightly.

Unlike other little idols, Xia Zhizhu has always had a wonderful sense of intimacy and distance with his fans.

In all fairness, the sincerity with which he treats fans is already a benchmark in the industry, without any sense of looking down upon him, but compared to his own hot topic, Xia Zhizhu himself is too low-key.

When BOY2 was not disbanded, it wasn't too vague but it wasn't very popular either. The exposure rate was not high, and the fans almost racked their brains to chase after him.Later, he finally became famous all of a sudden, but he was closed for half a year almost immediately. If he hadn't known that he was taken over by the ace manager Song Ci, Hard Candy would have thought that he was really hidden by Xuezang to Xingyan to defend his rights.

And as those black hot searches that were obviously looking for trouble have gradually disappeared recently, fans have lost another opportunity to see his dynamics, and can only run around to other people's homes to see who their son has made good friends with.

"Sister Jia is more beautiful in real life than in photos."

"Xiao Ren wished me a happy birthday. He sent a WeChat message. Do you want to read it? Oh, he sent another one just now, so I'm not allowed to show it to you."

"Brother Chi is a senior I respect very much, and I wish him success in filming."

Brother Chi.

Xi Zhao tapped the side of the iPad with his fingertips.

Wasn't he still called Mr. Bo Chibo last time? The big movie star is currently guest-starring in a science fiction film in Hollywood. Even with the jet lag, he still doesn't forget to wish the younger brother a happy birthday. It's very affectionate.

"The real Sean is easy to get along with."

Xia Zhizhu picked apart the carrot, carefully biting the broccoli, and saw a question that appeared frequently: "The person who played games with me before..."

He paused, and replied inexplicably seriously: "It's not Sean, it's just the same name."

Xi Zhao unconsciously loosened the pen that was slightly clenched in his palm just now, but before he could figure out why he clenched the pen tightly, he heard the name of the next person.

"Wei Mingxi."

Xi Zhao finally raised his head when he heard the name he had just heard not long ago.

But through the fill light in front of the coffee table, he couldn't see the expressions of the people behind him clearly, and when he turned his eyes back to the screen again, Xia Zhizhu in the small video window had already curled up his mouth , replied in a warm voice without any flaws: "I haven't had time to look at my phone after getting off the plane, thank you for his blessing."