I heard that there is someone on the anchor

Xiong Zheng, the owner of the live broadcast room, was given the nickname Gou Ge.Because of his ancestral ability in previous competitions.

Brother Gou chatted with Hai Fei tremblingly while holding his mobile phone, "Brother Hai, I didn't cause you any trouble, right? I started a live broadcast here..."

Ever since Hai Fei met Zuo Tu, he was used to accidents in the live broadcast room, "It's okay. Let's talk about it after we finish this fight."

Brother Gou, "That's fine."

In the future, help me to say a few good words in front of the boss. After typing and deleting these words, Brother Gou put away his mobile phone, looked at the messed up live broadcast room, and coughed heavily.

The barrage stopped for a second.

【What?Have something to say quickly]

[Gouzi, are you finally promising? ? 】

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[Yes, yes, we don’t have a rhythm, just do more of this kind of duo in the future hahahaha]

Brother Gou has a big heart, a fat body, and a good temper. He doesn't care if the barrage fans are often over his head.

This time it won’t work, Brother Gou looked at the group of “sexy CEOs, coming out online”, what the fuck, what should I do if this superman banned me for slandering the boss because of a disagreement?

Brother Gou said righteously: "Come on, come on, the house manager is working, and I will block all those who post small advertisements and talk dirty! Blocked!"

Haifei: "..."

This surging desire to survive.

Hai Fei quit the game, chatted with Xiong Zheng again, put away his things, and looked back at Zuo Tu sitting on the bed and looking at the tablet in his hand.

Hai Fei went into the bathroom to hush, washed his hands and face, dripped water on his fingers when he came out, and deliberately flicked Zuo Tuo's face.

Zuo disciple looked at the tablet: "Don't make trouble."

Hai Fei got into the bed with it, and after sleeping well, he said, "Just now my teammates were broadcasting live."

"Hmm." Zuo Tu said, "What's wrong?"

Hai Fei raised the phone to Zuo disciple, "The whole world knows that you want to warm my bed."

There has been a "reign of blood" on Weibo, and some brave fans asked to take pictures of the bed and post on Weibo.

Zuo disciple glanced at it, very calmly: "If you know it, you will know it."

This person is boring.

Haifei flipped through the contents of Chaohua, there were fanfiction and short jokes.

Haifei read a few and thought it was written...

After what happened, Haifei tapped on the small leather whip and the candle, and reported one.

The reason does not match the facts.

The next morning, Zuo Tu rarely woke up late, Haifei hugged him like an octopus and slept soundly, Zuo Tu helped him pull up the quilt, with his shoulders exposed, he held his phone with one hand to check the time, nine o'clock Too much, check the news again.

Within ten minutes, Hai Fei snorted and arched Zuo Tu's arms, and touched the hand on Zuo Tu's waist, as if checking to see if the person holding him was still there.

The left disciple snorted and laughed, he was not allowed to wear clothes before going to bed last night, and he became more and more clingy.

"Are you awake?" Zuo Tu asked.

Haifei let out a hum through his nose, and touched his left disciple's waist to his chest with his hands. The bulging chest muscles gave him a perfect touch.

Zuo disciple held his fidgeting hand, "Don't move."

Hai Fei accidentally touched the protrusion on Zuo Tu's chest, couldn't help pinching it, and heard Zuo Tu's gasp, asked, "Itchy?"

"No." He held Haifei's wrist tightly, his voice was a little low, "You can touch down."

Hai Fei's drowsiness gradually disappeared, and he understood the meaning of Zuo Tu's words, and asked lazily, "Did you play hooligan this morning?"

"No?" Zuo Tu stretched out his arms and hugged him sideways, with one hand on Hai Fei's back, his warm breath had already landed on Hai Fei's neck.

……

The first time in the morning when they loved each other, the two woke up refreshed and went downstairs to eat.

The official game in the afternoon is at [-] o'clock, and the point system is still used. There are a total of six rounds, and the game is completed in one day.

After signing and confirming the presence of the contestants, Haifei found his seat.

The venue was divided according to the competition area. Hai Fei was seated at No. 30, which happened to be the last player in the domestic competition area. Next to him was the European competition area. There was a Caucasian guy sitting there. He was chatting English with his No. 32 player on the other side.

After seeing Hai Fei sitting down, he immediately opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "seagod! I am your fan..."

"..." Haifei said friendlyly that he could speak English.

The Caucasian boy was almost moved to tears. He took out a pen from his pocket and tugged at his clothes, expressing that he wanted to sign.

After all the referees had confirmed the situation of the contestants, one of the huge screens displayed the competition images of a hundred contestants in a uniform order, and the IDs of the representative contestants lit up in turn.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense.

Whenever a player is eliminated, the ID of the representative player will be dimmed and the screen will disappear.

The game started.

Mr. Zuo sat in the auditorium, and the price for his position was so high that scalpers could wake up with a smile in their dreams.

There are men and women around, holding all kinds of support signs.

The girls had shiny headbands with player IDs on their heads, and they could be seen from afar. There were also those who turned their mobile phones sideways to record the screen, and those who came over to take pictures with short guns. In short, they all had things to do.

Only the left disciple is very free.

It's just that he has a stern aura when he sits there and doesn't move, so that the girls next to him don't dare to look at him for a long time, and can only stare at him frantically from the corner of their eyes, a veritable master of human body.

After watching for a while, the corners of her eyes almost cramped, and then the girl lowered her head and took her mobile phone to share her mood with the sister group excitedly.

"The man next to him is so handsome!!! I swear this is the most handsome man my mother has ever seen, with weak legs."

"Where are you sitting? Report your location quickly, pig..."

"Eight seats in the second row."

"No, the one on the right. I can only see the back of the head two rows away. Hey, the back of the head seems to be very good-looking. If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have saved that money."

"Damn scalpers have fired up the tickets so high, first take a picture and take a picture."

The candid photos were zoomed in and zoomed in, and the dark environment seemed to have added a filter to the man.

"Niu pia, the camera technology has improved again."

"It looks familiar..."

"Emm...coincidentally, I think so too."

"...Shhhhhhh, keep your voice down, I will give you a cool down if you hear it."

"Is this love? Can't help but make people shed tears like an aunt."

The next day, the marketing account released many articles such as "Offline Real Hammer Online Biography of a Certain Couple", "The Man Behind a Famous Anchor", "That Man and His Man".