Dressed as a villain's close-fitting raptor

"Huh? Didn't you go to the live broadcast?"

As soon as Lin Luo came down from the stairs, Fang Nian bumped into him.

When he went upstairs, he was emotional and carefully avoided everyone's sight, but when he came down, he had no such thoughts at all.

As soon as the young man changed his avoidance and awkwardness of the previous few days, he was suffocated when he saw it: "I really want to live broadcast!"

"?" He was so angry that it almost hit his face.

Fang Nian was taken aback by him, and stared blankly at his back as he disappeared behind the door.

"what happened to him?"

"I do not know."

The little owl's anger was unreasonable, and it was not easy for Fang Nian to touch his bad luck face to face.

It was not until the next day that she gradually realized it.

"Where did Mr. Qin go? He didn't seem to be at home all day yesterday. Was he on a business trip?"

"..." As soon as she finished speaking, there was a creaking sound next to her.

Fang Nian was taken aback, and turned his head to look again.

Hey, Lin Luo was chewing his bones with a ferocious face.

"Calm down, how can you make such a big noise by eating a crispy bone. Do you know something?"

Lin Luo glanced at her, with a more vicious expression than before.

On business trip?What a fart!

They are going back to their lair!

He didn't even say a fart, and just slipped away without making a sound.

At this time, I should kill relatives righteously, eliminate harm for the people, and report this guy directly to the police station!

Lin Luo vented his anger on the fragile bones, feeling more and more stupid in his heart.

Fortunately, he thought that Qin Qingyu was correcting evil for him, and wanted to give up everything in the Star Thief Group and live a peaceful life with him in the Federation.

The results of it? !

The dog didn't make a sound and ran away!

Lin Luo took a deep breath and stood up suddenly: "I'm going to live broadcast."

"?" Fang Nian watched the boy's back disappear, and she turned her head silently.

"Ah, here. Did the two of them quarrel? Mr. Qin couldn't have left because of Lin Luo's anger."

Just as confused as her were the audience in the live broadcast room.

A certain owl anchor became popular in just a few months. In addition to being cute in prototype and handsome in human form, it is also inseparable from his personality.

Originally, the anchor was a lively and cute little sweet bean, who would easily get angry and blush after being teased. Various small routines and ideas came one after another, and the live broadcast effect can be said to be quite good.

But from this day on, everyone gradually realized that something was not quite right.

The anchor seems to still love to laugh and talk, but it just happens to be...

I just don't want to see any barrage of cp knocking.

Whether it is mentioning a young entrepreneur or a host with a nice voice, the host will be spotted immediately and sent to a 10-minute silence room.

Um?This state seems a bit wrong.

Everyone didn't dare to ask directly in the live broadcast room, only dared to discuss it in the fan group.

[Dangerous!Lolo banned many people tonight. 】

[Shivering, I just saw that a big boss at No. 4 was locked up in a small black room for 3 minutes. 】

[It seems that this time it's for real, the cp I'm drinking is about to be! QAQ]

[It's okay, BE is just BE, anyway, both of them failed, Lolo is still mine!Ha ha ha ha. 】

【You're thinking about farting, Luo Luo is obviously my wife. 】

[Although eating cp is very happy, it may still bring some troubles to the anchor.Alas, but the master pet is really good. I heard Luo Luo share his interaction with the master before, and I was really crazy. 】

【Me too!So I have never been tempted by entrepreneurs, and I am firmly in favor of entrepreneurs. 】

[Wake up, friends, the main pet is also BE. 】

"BE? When?" A young hacker who surfed the Internet on a terminal in his busy schedule stared at the various chats on the light screen in confusion, and a question mark gradually popped up on his forehead.

This... is a bit unsightly.

The young master has only been back for a few days, why is this cp BE.

The man who just lay down and rested for two seconds jumped up from the chair, trotted two steps, and gently pushed open the door of the main control room of the starship.

During the break, the main control room was quiet. There was only one figure sitting in front of the astrolabe, looking down at the vast star map in front of him, and constantly marking it with his fingers.

"Master."

"?" The man sitting in front of the star map turned around: "Why don't you go to rest?"

Just after a big battle, which severely damaged a star bandit group who came to find fault, Qin Qingyu ordered everyone to rest well and prepare for the next battle.

"I just saw it in the Linluo fan group." Xin Xin handed the terminal to Qin Qingyu.

The man stared at the light screen for a while: "Luo Luo forbids anyone to use cp in his live broadcast room?"

"Yeah." Xin Xin couldn't help asking for instructions in a low voice when she remembered the experience of being forced to be a fan with rhythm.

"Master, now they all feel that CP is going to be, do you need me to guide you?"

"..." Qin Qingyu glanced down at the time: "Is he still broadcasting live?"

After getting an affirmative answer from his subordinates, Qin Qingyu clicked into the live broadcast room and took a look: "You go, the fans will leave it to you."

"Yes." Xin Xin replied, and quietly retreated out.

As soon as she came out of the control room, Xin Xin couldn't help scratching her hair frantically.

What's going on, he is such a hacker, how could he be treated like a fan.

It's fine to provide the love manual to my young master, but now I have to deceive my little fans, it's really...

call.

Xin Xin took a deep breath, and lay down on the single bed in the cabin dejectedly.

He looked at the fans with a bitter face, racking his brains on how to bring back the lost rhythm.

At this moment, a message popped up.

[I rely on me!Someone called the anchor! 】

[The DNA has moved, judging by Luo Luo's expression, he must be a very special person. 】

[I'm so curious, Luo Luo seems to be familiar with sister Nian in the Federation, who will call him. 】

[I crushed a cucumber, it must be his master. 】

[I press two. 】

Someone called Lin Luo?

Xin Xin was stunned for a moment, and quickly clicked on the owl's live broadcast room.

He missed the first scene. When he entered, Lin Luo had already hung up the terminal call: "Sorry, it's a harassing call, let's continue."

The two little owls obediently squatting in the boss's arms held a small rope in their mouths and continued to weave small flower baskets.

Not long after he finished speaking, the call record on the terminal popped up again.

Lin Luo: "..."

A blue vein on the forehead of a certain young anchor unconsciously twitched, his face darkened, and he hung up the call with a snap.

[I'm live streaming! ! ! 】

As soon as Qin Qingyu lowered his head, he was stunned by three huge exclamation marks.

He clicked on the sent message, and then looked at a young man with bright eyes full of fire on the screen, and couldn't help laughing.

Still willing to reply him, it seems that the little guy is not as angry as he imagined.

Qin Qingyu pondered for a moment, then he walked to the French window of the control room, called up the terminal's camera, and took a picture of the outside.

Just after a big battle, the star thieves who participated in the high-intensity battle in the starship are resting, but the logistics team is busy in space with aircraft and mechs, cleaning up the wreckage of the fuselage and the enemy left behind. weapons supplies.

In the vast universe, countless small light spots are busy moving back and forth, and the ruins in the middle prove how fierce the battle was just now.

Not bad, quite aesthetically pleasing.

Qin Qingyu admired the terminal for a few seconds, and with a flick of his finger, he sent the photo directly.

They all said it was live broadcast!How come...?

The little owl, who was harassed one after another, just got angry when he was frightened by the picture.

Last time... The last time Qin Qingyu sent him a photo, it was still a peaceful and boundless universe, why did it become like this this time.

Lin Luo's heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't calm down.

Although he knew that Qin Qingyu's sudden return to the Star Thief Group must have something to do, and he was destined not to be peaceful, but at this moment he couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

The two little owls in their arms didn't know what their boss was worried about. They finally weaved a beautiful little flower basket, raised their little heads and showed off: "Cuckoo!"

"Awesome." Lin Luo came back to his senses and patted their little heads rewardingly.

"Cuckoo!" The little owl in his arms tilted his head and rubbed Lin Luo's palm affectionately.

"Coo coo coo coo!" The two little eagles talked to each other, and had an encrypted conversation with their boss.

[? ?What are you talking about!I really can't understand a word. 】

[I just hate that there is no owl translator in this world, I really want to know what the cuties are talking about. 】

Lin Luo rubbed the soft feathers of the two owls: "They said they wanted to give you this little flower basket, thank you for your love and support."

[!The eye sockets gradually become moist. 】

[It's so cute, it's not a little owl, it's just a little angel. 】

[I want to steal the eagle again.Cute little eagle, do you like the red sack or the green sack? 】

"I opened a lottery, everyone can actively participate, and the viewers who win the lottery later remember to private message me the address."

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was warm, and everyone's attention was on the lottery draw.

Lin Luo put the braided little flower basket in front of the camera, gave it a close-up, and then slipped out of the room in the name of going to the bathroom.

"Hello." The moment the call was connected, Lin Luo felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Is the live broadcast over? Why are you free to call me?"

"It's not all because of..." you.

Lin Luo gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, holding back the remaining half of the sentence. He said angrily, "Are you... injured?"

It was clearly a word of concern, but because of the awkward tone, it gave off a feeling of questioning.

"No." Qin Qingyu didn't feel angry at all, but the smile in his eyes deepened a little: "Is Luo Luo caring about me?"

"...Who cares about you anymore. Does the big leader of the Star Thief Group need me, a small anchor, to care about him?"

"Of course I need it." Qin Qingyu said softly, "After all, you might be my future partner?"

"..."

There was a sudden silence on the other side of the phone, and the little owl didn't blow its hair, nor did it hang up the phone out of embarrassment.

A quiet atmosphere filled the air.

Qin Qingyu raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the light screen in surprise.

At this moment, he heard two muffled soft beeps from the microphone, and the boy's slightly hoarse smoky voice came into his ears.

"Qin Qingyu, didn't you tell me...the Star Thief Group has Lu You, so they don't need you?"

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