Don't be shy

Many takeaway merchants will put a small note in the takeaway, with some short and literary sentences written on it.

Xie Yao stared at the post-it note floating on the table and was silent for a while, his heart beating faster.

"Maybe the merchant wrote it wrong."

Xie Yao pretended to explain something nonchalantly, then put the small note aside, lifted the lid of the takeaway box, and started eating and broadcasting in the live broadcast room.

This is not the first time he has broadcast live for dinner. When Xie Yao was short of money, in order to earn a few hundred yuan for full attendance, he used to live broadcast for ten hours a day. Lunch and dinner were handled hastily during the live broadcast.

Fans have long been used to it.

But Xie Yao was a little awkward this time.

The takeaway that Jiang Song ordered should be delicious. A box of cheese baked rice is covered with a thick layer of cheese, with bacon and steak cubes scattered inside, and the smell makes your index finger move.

Xie Yao didn't eat well at noon, and by now he was so hungry that his chest stuck to his back, and his Adam's apple couldn't help but roll twice when he smelled this smell.

But this is the rice...why is the fried egg on top shaped like a heart?

Xie Yao was at a loss with the chopsticks, and the rhythm of the barrage flew up.

But he only struggled for a while, and then he succumbed to his rumbling stomach, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the fried egg, and took a bite.

The soft-boiled egg broke with just one bite, and the half-boiled egg yolk immediately scrambled out, making Xie Yao flustered for a while, and finally swallowed the whole egg in one gulp.

Xie Yao ate one bite at a time, sighing inwardly.

What is it all about.

In fact, Jiang Song, who was watching his live broadcast over there, was also very confused, mainly because he didn't think about it when he ordered takeaway, he just wanted the children to have a meal.

I didn't expect that the hotel would have such an oolong. It is estimated that there was an activity on Qixi Festival two days ago, and the hotel activity has not ended until today.

However, he couldn't help lowering his head as soon as he watched the live broadcast room while eating, only showing a young anchor with top hair, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He clicked on the delivery software, gave the store a five-star praise, and commented: The eggs are fried well.

The takeout software popped up a system screen thanking you for the evaluation, Jiang Song quit directly, and sent another voice message to the little anchor to remind him.

The message was sent successfully. Jiang Song stared at the phone screen and raised his eyebrows.

He is so obvious, the little anchor should be aware of it, right?

"Husband fan..." Jiang Song stared at the little anchor's profile picture and laughed.

He leaned back in the chair, and his whole body exuded a pleasant atmosphere.

"Then I wish you all wishes come true." Jiang Song said with a smile.

Perhaps because he noticed that Jiang Song was also watching his live broadcast, Xie Yao stopped eating and playing games as usual, but put down his phone and concentrated on eating one bite at a time.

The fans in the live broadcast room were saying that watching him eat made him hungry.

At this time, he disconnected the signal from the live broadcast room and the mobile phone, leaving only Xie Yao's zoomed-in lens on the screen, so all the fans noticed the moment the mobile phone at hand turned on.

Xie Yao looked up and saw that it was Jiang Song's message. He immediately put down his chopsticks subconsciously, picked up his mobile phone and opened the unread message. When he saw it, there was another voice message.

He pursed his lips, but this time he was extra careful, and checked the volume and mode, and only after confirming that it was no longer on the outside, calmly put the phone by his ear.

So the fans turned their eyes and noticed his auricles that started to turn red at some point.

"Damn! This ear really wants to be squeezed!"

"I cursed so hard, but I turned out to be an elementary school chick whose ears turn red when I hear my voice!"

"Damn it, what kind of voice is it, why don't you let us hear it, can't I pay you!"

"The stinky couple is talking behind our backs again!!"

"But who the hell is that over there? Why does this voice sound like Boss Jiang and praise."

……

Xie Yao hadn't heard what Jiang Song was talking about, but he was taken aback when he saw the flashing question on the barrage in a blink of an eye.

The unformed conjecture flashed by, and Xie Yao didn't have time to catch it.

He was in a daze for a moment, and after concentrating, he turned on the voice that he didn't hear clearly.

Jiang Song: "Is this food really so delicious, so delicious that you almost buried your head in the bowl?"

Jiang Song sent another message. Xie Yao had just finished listening to the previous one, and the next one was played automatically.

"Be obedient, raise your head, what I want to see is your face, not your hair spinning when you are serious about eating."

The impact of this straight ball is no less than the post-it note just now, and Xie Yao's phone is almost scared off.

He immediately moved his phone away, put the lock screen aside, took a deep breath to suppress his heartbeat that started to accelerate again, he didn't even plan to reply to the message, and buried himself in eating in an attempt to divert his attention.

But as soon as he lowered his head, he paused and subconsciously raised his head slightly, revealing half of his face in the camera.

This is correcting his bad eating habits, not because of anything else.

Xie Yao said this to himself in his heart, then quickly finished the rest of the meal, cleaned up the table and returned to the stool.

The barrage was guessing at the voice he just heard.

"I'm so curious. I don't know what the boss Jiang or the praise guy said. Why did Yaoyao react so strongly just now?"

"Damn it, I want to become a VIP, I order you to release the audio to the distinguished VIP users!"

……

Sitting in front of the computer, Xie Yao glanced at the barrage, then stared at the words "boss Jiang" and "praise" and fell into deep thought.

He finally knew what the suspicious point that flashed just now was.

The voices of Brother Jiang and Praise are too similar, not just the voice. After the ridiculous "bubble sound" faded away, Xie Yao suddenly noticed some habitual ways of speaking of Brother Jiang.

This is exactly the same as praise.

Xie Yao thinks he is familiar with praise to such an extent that no one can believe it when he speaks out, the small habits of praise operation, the sentence pattern and tone of speech.

Leaving aside the tone of voice, after all, the tone of Praise and Brother Jiang is quite different, and it is precisely this that made Xie Yao never think about it before.

The onlookers knew that Xie Yao immediately became sober after the fans made such a mistake.

Fuck, I seem to have discovered a big secret!

He subconsciously picked up his phone and wanted to poke Zhou Tian, ​​but he gave up before tapping the keyboard.

It's just a guess, what if it's fake?

Xie Yao glanced at Jiang Song's dialog box, tried hard to suppress the ups and downs in his heart, and clicked on the game again.

Let's keep the king calm.

It was not easy to win the next few rounds, because Xie Yao's mind was full of Jiang Song and praise, almost to the point where he remembered a similarity between the two after clearing a pawn, which greatly affected his live broadcast effect.

As long as you confirm one thing in your heart, all kinds of doubts and evidence will follow one after another, which will make people enlightened.

Xie Yao feels this way now.

His mind was in a mess, and he played the game in a mess. The bullet screen almost thought that the takeaway just now was poisoned, and he was poisoned stupid.

The recent live broadcasts are all about points ranking, and you can’t lose. Xie Yao played a few rounds and his condition was really bad, so he went down the slope, saying that he suddenly felt unwell, and the broadcast was downloaded at 09:30.

After Xie Yao turned off the computer and the game, he sat on the stool for half an hour. Finally, it was Jiang Song's news that pulled him back from his contemplation.

He turns on the phone.

Brother Jiang: "I got the to sign, let me show you."

Brother Jiang: "Picture"

Xie Yao felt excited when he saw him now, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He covered his chest and clicked on the picture sent by Jiang Song.

There are three to lottery on it, the background is very familiar, Xie Yao almost only thought for a second, and picked out the similar scene from memory.

This is Praise's desk in the dormitory of the Sus base, there is a scratch on it like a shooting star, Xie Yao noticed it in Praise's live broadcast a long time ago.

Is this fucking real hammer?Xie Yao's eyes widened.

He stared at the to sign in the photo and took a deep breath.

How can anyone agree to get a lottery in the afternoon and get it in the evening?

What's more, Brother Jiang couldn't wait to share it with him as soon as he saw something new. He must have taken pictures of these three to tickets as soon as he got them.

Xie Yao glanced at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

The to sign written now?

I don't know if it was Xie Yao's preconceived assumptions. After he zoomed in on the picture, he saw that the handwriting on it was illuminated by the light, and there was some watery light, like wet ink.

The three TO lottery thank you respectively "I wish Yaoyao happy every day", "I wish Yaoyao get rich overnight" and "I wish the little fans all their wishes come true".

"Snapped!"

Xie Yao put the phone face down on the table, raised his hands to cover his face, his blushing face was exposed between his fingers.

Fuck!

It means the rainbow fart of praise he blew to Brother Jiang before, the fanart he sent to Brother Jiang, the glorious history of praise he gave Brother Jiang in detail, and his history of chasing stars...all directly told Zheng Zheng host? ?

Not only this, he also complained about why no one wrote fanfiction about him and praise, and Brother Jiang even personally found him fanfiction about praiseex!

fuck fuck fuck!

Why is there no access to Mars, he wants to buy a ticket to go to Mars!

Xie Yao was so embarrassed by his idiot operation that he died on the spot.

Jiang Song over there, or Praise himself, didn't seem to want to spare him at all, and then sent another message.

This time, he hardly concealed his bad behavior of signing to on the spot, and sent a photo of a new signature.

It says "Set a small goal first: Husband is a fan of the top boyfriend"

Brother Jiang: "How do you feel?"

Xie Yao was about to explode.

The emotion of shame, embarrassment and excitement was accompanied by a rapid heartbeat. He held the phone and felt the temperature on his face was rising, as if he had a fever.

He didn't reply for a long time, and Jiang Song felt that he seemed to be pushing people too hard, and slowly sent a sentence: "Today's live broadcast today, are you tired? Go to bed early, and I will send you the signature tomorrow."

Xie Yao let out a heavy breath, picked up the phone and typed to send it almost as if venting his anger.

gad: "Thank you! I'm really happy!"

Gad: "Good night!"

He typed, changed Jiang Song's note to "big liar", turned his head and dropped the phone, and fell directly on the chair.

Hold.