The world doesn't fit me

You let me sleep in bed with this thing all night? !

The street lamp outside the window was crumbling, clumsily emitting fragments of light.

Under the light, there were two people talking in a low voice. When they were walking, their shadows were elongated by the goose yellow light, gradually losing their human form, and being torn into a tall and deformed appearance.

Pedestrians walked away slowly, and the window became empty again, in stark contrast to the feasting and feasting of the commercial district hundreds of meters away.

The room was warm, Lu Chen sat cross-legged on a soft chair, his face was illuminated by the computer, the square screen was reflected on the glasses, and the content was constantly changing.

After editing this video, you can start the live broadcast, and you will be able to relax for a few days, and have a good New Year the day after tomorrow.

With this expectation in mind, Lu Chen sped up his movements, dragged the progress bar of the video to zero again, checked the overall effect again, and decided whether to modify it.

I have to say that without cooperating with a professional team, Lu Chen's workload is much heavier than other up masters. He is responsible for post-editing and recording the beginning and end of the film by himself. He is also a full-time anchor, and often sits in front of the computer for hours at a time.

It's big, it's better than a programmer, anyway, he doesn't want to share money with others.

So said the miser.

The mouse is dragged, and the fingertips make a crisp sound when pressed.

Save and you're done.

Lu Chen stood up, stretched comfortably and let out a comfortable sigh. When he leaned back, his cervical spine even made a soft sound.

He froze for a moment, then continued to sit back in the soft chair and start the live broadcast as if nothing had happened.

The camera was turned on, and Lu Chen's face appeared on the bottom right of the computer screen. He wore anti-blue light glasses, and the round metal frame blunted the evil spirits he was engulfing, and instead showed the scent of books.The little mole between the eyelids is the icing on the cake when she blinks, she looks like a beautiful scholar.

Even though Lu Chen didn't give any notice this time, the live broadcast room was still full of people within a few minutes.

While waiting, he lowered his head and concentrated on unpacking the snack bags, not paying attention to the soaring number of people. Two 10,000+ people watched Uncle Cao compete with the snacks alone on the other side of the screen, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

【He's coming, he's coming!The man is finally here! 】

【Hahaha, you are too weak, you can’t even take apart the snacks】

[Jimei in the front, the same snacks, I will always remember this packaging bag, I went crazy when I opened it (smile)]

[Fuck!Grandpa is so beautiful!I'm dry!Shed tears of jealousy! 】

[I just said that my boyfriend was watching a beautiful live broadcast, and I saw that it was Mr. Cao, oh, it's all right. 】

[Mom, why is he so cute when he unpacks a snack! 】

【Who is this, male or female】

[It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, I'll just say: Hey, wife! 】

Lu Chen could be regarded as opening the packaging bag, chewing quickly with a piece of biscuit in his mouth, his bulging cheeks were unexpectedly cute.

He looked up and found that the live broadcast room had nearly 50 people in a short period of time, and the barrage was even tearing apart, so he put the snacks beside him, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Hi everyone."

The ruffian smile of a street gangster doesn't go well with a beauty's face, but it doesn't go against Lu Chen's face at the same time.It's as if it was meant to be this way.

Roughness makes him less feminine, and beauty makes him less sloppy.It feels like a yuppie who is not liked by serious people in the upper class of society, but who attracts girls.

Lu Chen always has this image in front of fans when he is silent, but as long as he opens his mouth, he is really shameless and ruined in an instant.

[Wuuuuuu Grass is so beautiful! 】

[Ah ah he laughed!I will show you a spiral ascent to heaven in situ! 】

【I twisted into a maggot on the bed】

[The uncle sings first!Sing! 】

【Seconded! 】

……

The last time I went to KTV with Cheng Yixiao and the others, someone recorded a video as material, including a few minutes of the song sung by Lu Chen.

Fans who hadn't heard him sing very much exploded in an instant, and the three-thirds of the clips were individually cut out by fans and uploaded to Qingshu.com, and what's more, they extracted the audio and made a rough version of the MV.

It's a pity that the surrounding environment was too noisy at the time, and the fans couldn't enjoy listening to it no matter what. This time, the live broadcast took advantage of the opportunity to let him sing.

Fans spend money, they are gods, of course Lu Chen is willing to follow the fans' preferences.

He chose an ancient style song with a moderate rhythm, and shook his head slightly to the beat when the prelude sounded.

His timbre is more like Gongzi's tone, but it is more delicate and gentle than Gongzi's tone, and his singing fits the song very well:

"Why don't you wear yellow sand and don't leave a word—everything about you comes from the mouth of the storyteller——

——Why the wind passes through the clouds and the river flows eastward——

——Is the past unwilling to linger or not worth looking back——【YC123 Sending Green Tree? 1】

A message slid across the screen with his last voice, and then the computer interface began to spread and sprout from the four corners, covered with vines, and finally a net was woven from branches and leaves, and it was written what the fans said:

Good to hear……

A rigorous full stop made Lu Chen unsure.

The gifts in the live broadcast room of Qingshu.com all adhere to the belief of sustainable development, and are all healthy and green roots, stems, leaves, flowers and fruits.

"Green Tree" is the largest gift in the live broadcast room of Qingshu.com, and it is very special.

Only high-level anchors can give it when visiting other live broadcast rooms. Of course, this gift can also be forwarded to other accounts by the anchor.

However, generally no anchor would be willing to spend this money to pass on to other people, that is, when the anchor and the anchor exchange business with each other, they will reluctantly part with each other in order to create a friendly appearance.

Even Cheng Yixiao and Lu Chen didn't give each other this thing when they visited each other's live broadcast room.

But the ID in front of him does not belong to any great god in the software, so it can only be forwarded by the anchor.

Generally, no anchor can be so rich, so there is only one possibility left.

After Lu Chen's silent "Fuck", the barrage exploded.

[Which god's trumpet is this! 】

[Which fairy is YC123? ! 】

【Uncle Grass, are you on your lap? 】

【Shock!Is this for nurturing or pursuit? ! 】

"Thank you YC123 for your liking." His tone was stiff, like an emotionless AI machine, and then he clicked on the game interface to enter the theme of the daily live broadcast.

[Fucking uncle was frightened silly. 】

【YC123 Send Green Tree? 1】

YC123: No thanks.

Lu Chen: "?!" Who the hell is this?

Could it be that he was really attracted by the rich anchor?

"This beautiful or handsome guy who doesn't want to reveal his real ID..." He asked with a smile, "You don't really have any unreasonable thoughts about me, do you? Thank you for your support, but I really don't engage in online dating."

What he said was very shameless, and the entire screen fell into silence for nearly half a minute, and then crazily laughed at Lu Chen's narcissism.

And there are still a group of people who have begun to dig out the clues left on the YC123 homepage, trying to find out who the boss behind this trumpet is.

It's a pity that YC123 never replied to him again, as if he never appeared.Lu Chen guessed that he probably quit the studio.

Back on the game interface, Cheng Yixiao happened to send a team formation application, which was placed in the middle of the screen.

The timing was too coincidental, and after Lu Chen agreed, he turned on the microphone and asked him, "Brother Yixiao, were you the one who gave me the gift just now?"

"Huh?" Cheng Yixiao was puzzled, "What gift?"

Lu Chen was taken aback by this rhetorical question.

If it wasn't for Cheng Yixiao, then he really couldn't think of who it was.

"Forget it, let's start." It's been a while since I played games with Cheng Yixiao, and Lu Chen still misses it.

"Don't worry." Cheng Yi smiled softly and stopped him.

"I sent you a message and you didn't reply, and you didn't answer the phone, so I guessed that you might be live. I didn't live this time, so I have something to do with you." Cheng Yixiao continued to ask: "The little suit last time, did you have him?" contact information?"

Lu Chen: "..." That's it? ?

As expected of brothers, the two of them even had the same nickname, and they accurately captured He Zhen's characteristics.

If He Zhen heard Cheng Yixiao's words in his live broadcast room, he would be so happy.Lu Chen thought to himself.

"Yes." Lu Chen was displeased, "I'll send it to you right away."

Isn't it enough to have a good brother? What's so good about He Zhen? Oh, Huaxin.

He took out his phone and looked, sure enough.

I don't know when I set the mute, and I didn't notice any news.

And that guy Cheng Yixiao sent a total of more than a dozen messages, all because of He Zhen's prudishness.

This is too unreasonable.

Lu Chen felt uncomfortable, but still honestly sent him the contact information, and asked him what he wanted to do.

As soon as the other party received it, he smiled and said thank you, immediately quit the team and went offline from the game, it was ruthless.

In line with the purpose of Buddhism, Lu Chen asked himself not to get angry over such a trivial matter, and graciously quit the chat interface with Cheng Yixiao, and put on his signature smile to the fans: "Let's continue."

"Om-"

A shock interrupted his game.

The content on the phone screen was clearly presented in front of Lu Chen.

"He Zhen": Mr. Lu was disturbed,

"He Zhen": Do you have Mr. Xiao's contact information?

"He Zhen": Thank you very much.

Lu Chen: "..." Fuck you.

He glanced at it and didn't want to pay attention, turned around and continued chatting with fans, and started the first game.

Lu Chen has always taken "just have fun" as his game motto. He can play all kinds of games, from women to men to dressing up, shooting otome children's puzzles, etc., as long as he is interested, he will try it.

Open and inclusive content, so in exchange for a wide range of fans.

In front of the screen, Lu Chen was concentrating on playing the game. Just now he knocked down a person with his [-]x mirror, and was going to take this opportunity to hang out his teammates.

Lu Chen waited for a while, and sure enough, he saw a group of something moving slightly. He immediately set up his gun and waited for the opportunity to catch them all.

The circle of poison began to shrink, and he had to hurry up.

Lu Chen was concentrating, when he suddenly heard rustling sounds in the direction of his two o'clock.

someone?No, not footsteps.

He frowned, and moved his position in the game a little bit, but he didn't find anything wrong as far as he looked.

Just as he let down his vigilance, a voice sounded again, and this time Lu Chen could hear it clearly, a bit like the sound of touching a plastic bag.

Plastic bag?Where did the plastic bag come from?

He glanced around, and there seemed to be a black mass in the corner of his eyes, and it was not difficult to guess what it was by looking at the shape.Lu Chen turned his head suddenly, just in time to meet the eyes of the mouse that was eating snacks.

The mouse turned its head and picked up the biscuits brazenly, burying its head in hard work, noncommittal to Lu Chen's fiery gaze.

There was silence, the air froze, and the bullet screen on the screen was flowing continuously, one after another passing across Lu Chen's pale face in the lower right corner, only the clear sound of rats gnawing on them echoed in the room.

"Ahhh-"

A yell tore apart the seemingly calm coat and nearly shattered the eardrums of the fans. Lu Chen showed a terrified expression and yelled.

The mice were not affected at all, and they still indulged in the delicious food leisurely.

【Fuck my ears are gone】

[The headphone party is dead]

【I split...】

[He was so scared that he yelled after the uncle]

[Perform a head explosion on the spot]

"Roommate! Roommate! Ahhh, roommate!" He yelled over and over again, and the heart-piercing voice rushed out of the room and reached Fu Yanchuan's ears.

Across the two doors, the voice could not be heard clearly, but one could still feel Lu Chen's hoarse voice at the moment.

Fu Yanchuan put down the script and walked to the door of his room, knocked on the door and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Come in! Come in and save me!"

His tone was urgent, even crying, and he could hear his inner breakdown.

Fu Yanchuan turned the handle, and saw Lu Chen sitting on a chair with his back facing him motionless.

The computer was facing the door, and the front camera took pictures of Fu Yanchuan accurately.

The hair that was not completely dry was pushed back casually, and the hairstyle similar to the back was neat and tidy, making him look more fashionable and handsome than usual.He was wearing gray home clothes, with no expression on his face, full of coldness.

Fans have hardly seen Lu Chen's so-called roommate. This co-renter has always been a fan, but at this moment, he directly appeared in front of the fans. The bullet screen on Lu Chen's computer instantly occupied all corners of the screen, denser than ever .

[Fuck this roommate!Love love love! 】

[So handsome! !Is this the gods descending to save all sentient beings? 】

[Why good-looking people always play with good-looking people!Jealousy tore me apart! 】

[Ahhh, shut up, you are blocking me from seeing the handsome guy! 】

Lu Chen didn't bother to care about the fans who climbed the wall. After hearing the movement of his roommate, he pointed at the thing that broke his psychological defense with trembling hands, "Hurry up and grab it!"

The visitor knew instantly when he saw the pile of snacks on his table.

In order to prevent the mouse from running out, Fu Yanchuan took the tools from the toilet and closed the door, approaching it as silently as possible, hooking his body with his hands slightly forward, looking ready to go.

The mouse swallowed the last bite of biscuit satiatedly, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, and raised his head to meet Fu Yanchuan's sinful hands and the tools in his hand.

"Ha-"

The magnified face was so frightened that it urinated in its ass, crawled and ran from the table to the floor, and got into the gap between the backrest of the bed and the wall in an instant.

The speed was so fast that neither of them had time to move, leaving only an afterimage.

Lu Chen: "..." Why didn't it run away when it saw me?

Fu Yanchuan had no choice but to put down the towel: "It's hard to catch it now, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?!" Lu Chen was terrified, "You let me share the bed with this thing all night?!"

"Mice are afraid of people."

"You call me inhuman?!"

Fu Yanchuan choked up.

God knows why the mouse is not afraid of Lu Chen.

The author says:

Fearing that some people will feel that the setting is contradictory, let me emphasize:

ID Feng Congchuanshanguo himself has never shown his face in front of fans;

——and do not participate in any offline activities——

So apart from secretary Xiao Li, He Zhen, Qiu Yunqi and partners;

——I don’t know how the wind blows over mountains——

Another: Southern mice are really big and scary, and some are not even afraid of people. They once crawled over my bed, and the soft papa black cloth Longdong has been my nightmare for more than ten years. QAQ