I heard that there is someone on the anchor

Hai Fei was woken up by Zhou Zeqi the next day, and he could be heard running wild in the corridor downstairs through the door.

"WHT??!" Zhou Zeqi looked at the official Weibo of the Xigua live platform in disbelief.

How did the artist Djork join Xigua Live?

How much would it cost him to dig it up?

5000?[-] million?

The earliest Hu Xiaobing came down the stairs yawning and said, "It's not digging, it's an official cooperation. He's just broadcasting live simultaneously between the two platforms."

Zhou Zeqi flipped through the Weibo page, this explosive news has already stirred up a pool of spring water.

"How can Twitch cooperate with Xigua? Isn't it a competitive relationship?"

Hu Xiaobing said: "That's the business of the bosses, not our concern."

The comments under Weibo exploded.

[Fuck, is it true or not? 】

[I'm exhausted every day over the wall, can I finally rest? 】

【Uninstall Blue Lantern Skyline at the speed of light to understand? 】

[My mother's backhand is a compliment, and the watermelon cow gets a piece of watermelon]

[Remember to remind my husband to shave, he was unshaven two days ago, spread his hands jpg.]

[Is anyone watching the live broadcast of the artist's house in the early morning? I almost missed a big show! ! 】

[Looked at it, the last shot of the two of them was simply brilliant! 】

[Isn’t it the best place for artists to run naked?Laughing so hard that I can't sleep in the middle of the night]

Hu Xiaobing bit a piece of bread with his mobile phone, and said vaguely: "The artist has opened Weibo... huh? Why did you return @海哥."

Zhou Zeqi was watching the screen recording of Djork's live broadcast in the early morning of last night. It had already been circulated on Weibo. While watching, he said, "During the previous games, the relationship between the two was not bad."

Hu Xiaobing was suspicious, is it okay?There is no such thing as a brotherly relationship.

Then this is Djork's virgin Weibo...

A short video.

The first sentence was in Chinese, "Hi everyone, I'm Djokovic..." The middle was quite satisfactory, and the last sentence was the most deadly, Sea, lmissyou.

Djork's racial talent, high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, blue eyes, and speaking seriously seem to be confessing affectionately.

Why are you so gay?

Hu Xiaobing bit the last bite of bread into his mouth, thinking a little divergently.

Mr. Zuo didn't know that he had dug a love rival for himself, right?

When it was near noon, almost everyone woke up, swiping Weibo with their mobile phones to watch.

Gao Lele was paralyzed on the sofa, with a dull hair standing on the top of his head, "Hey, when is the artist's first show?"

Baotou said, "Nine o'clock tomorrow night."

Gao Lele: "What time is it in the United States?"

Baotou, "In the morning, what about Brother Hai, why didn't we see him when we came together?"

Gao Le moved his feet, "The coach said he went out."

Haifei and Lin Bowen met in a coffee shop.

Hai Fei was wearing a baseball cap. He sat down in the booth, looked down at the phone, and showed half of his face that ordinary people couldn't match.

The waiter who took the order walked over, and couldn't help but look at Haifei's hands. When the sun shines, they look like white jade, and there is also a delicate face peeped from under the brim of the hat.

Which star is it?

Haifei took a sip of coffee, and Lin Bowen arrived before he put down.

"What's the matter with asking me to find a doctor for you? What's wrong?"

Lin Bowen leaned over as soon as he sat down, and Lianzhu came down.

Hai Fei put down his phone, rolled his eyelids, "Don't be nervous, I just have a backache."

Lin Bowen frowned, and suddenly remembered the secret behind Haifei's retirement, "Has the back injury recurred?"

Haifei said: "No, I may have been sitting for a long time recently, you can find an old Chinese medicine doctor for me, and don't let others know."

Lin Bowen's brows deepened: "Hu Lai, go and I will take you to the hospital right now."

Haifei didn't want to mobilize the crowd, there were professional physical therapists in the team, but if he went to find them, everyone in the base would know about them.

"Don't move yet. I know my body well. It's not serious." Haifei stirred the coffee leisurely and added two cubes of sugar into it. , and it's over."

Lin Bowen understood what Haifei meant. He felt that he was recuperating well and could survive the entire competition period.

But Lin Bowen still remembers that at that time, Haifei's back hurt so badly that he couldn't stand up, and it had reached the point where he had to lie down to train.

"Is it worth it to exchange two years for one month? If the back injury recurs, all previous efforts will be wasted." Lin Bowen said.

Hai Fei picked up the coffee. Too much sugar was added, it was a bit bitter, but it was sweet at the back, and said in a low voice, "I think it's worth it."

He put the coffee on the table, and the steam wafted out, and an unspeakable silence fell between the two.

Lin Bowen was silent. As a businessman, sometimes he couldn't fully understand the charm of this kind of competition.However, he finally nodded, "Okay, I'll help you find it."

Behind the dream is to move forward with a heavy load.

Three days later, Lin Bowen called Haifei again, "It's really...that old Chinese doctor went to Sanya for vacation, and he won't be back until three days at the earliest."

Haifei: "..."

Lin Bowen changed the subject and said, "However, a Yankee took the initiative to contact me... It's a bit mysterious. He offered to help you treat me."

Hai Fei: "...?"

"Come out, the Yankee said that he still has a few stars under his command, the hottest top physical therapist in North America, with an annual salary of one million dollars..."

"Are you sure he's not a liar?"

Lin Bowen felt that his IQ was being doubted, "...Actually, I didn't believe it at first, but after this old beauty showed me a photo, I believed it."

"What picture?"

"...a picture of your man with his arms around him."

Haifei was silent, thinking of that furry monster.

The author has something to say:

Hairy Monster: Surprised or not?I finished both chapters.

I, Mr. Zuo, will come out in the next chapter.