I was rented monthly after I became a virtual boyfriend

The rental house was filled with Xu Shikai's indulgent laughter.

"Fuck, tempting ass." Su Heran denied it, but after slowly recovering, even he felt that the idea just now was a bit outrageous.

He actually found the patron... sexy.

"Young and energetic, it's normal." Xu Shikai pretended that his mouth was stiff, and thoughtfully found a step for him: "It must be spring recently."

Otherwise, how can you, Su Shen, who has never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers, be so out of his mind?

Su Heran lay down with his arms under his pillow, and said, "Don't guess, I'm straight."

It was late autumn recently, and he had no instinct to restrain himself.

"You're the only one who is straight." Xu Shikai rolled his eyes, and his tone was exaggerated, "The gold master has a reputation!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Heran slammed a pillow on the phone, and said angrily, "Get the fuck out of here!"

After cursing, he hung up the phone instantly.

The rental house fell into silence again.

There were a few sporadic cicadas chirping outside the house, Su Heran snorted, hugged Xiaoran and rolled on the bed a few times, and didn't stop until his whole body was warm.

It's his way of focusing.

Xu Shikai's questions and theories passed in his mind.

The final conclusion is: Xu Shikai knows how to fart.

People get tired easily in autumn, and Su Heran, who doesn't have to go to a convenience store to work, is no exception. Recently, except for live broadcasting, he just sleeps under the quilt.

Today I slept late and didn't wake up until the afternoon. I just got the takeaway and started the live broadcast, and saw the blessings on the screen.

[God Su is awesome!God Su is a cow! ]

[The five hundred players rushed to eighth in just half a month, as expected of you! ]

[The people of City M send you a congratulatory message! ]

[Genius anchor Su Heran!Hoshino Mirai Su Heran! ]

[The cp I'm eating is really sending out fireworks rain x1]

[Hoshino 1898 sends out fireworks rain x1]

……

"Thank you for your support! The barrage in the live broadcast room will open a lottery! Draw five of my blown kisses!" Su Heran took a sip of fans, feeling good.

In the early hours of yesterday morning, the results of the second week of the group arena were broadcast nationwide, and Su Heran rushed to No.8.

The rules for the third week were also released correspondingly. One more requirement was added to the original time requirement and popularity requirement, that is, only those who ranked in the top twelve after the end of this week were eligible to participate in the finals of the last week.

Only those who are competitive remain.

Su Heran's grades have risen steadily, as long as he maintains his current position, he will have no worries.

The road to live broadcasting was bumpy. At first, he only wanted to get a participation award, but he didn't expect to get to where he is now.

The words are out of tune, but the thanks to the audience are all sincere.

[Cutting you to death, Su Heran]

[Who wants a blown kiss for eating snail noodles? ]

[I don't want it anyway]

[The sponsor may want it, why don't you ask? ]

[How about you ask? ]

[How about you ask? ]

Su Heran: "..."

The barrage is now saying that he is really proficient and just opened his mouth.

With a sound of ding dong, a person jumped into the yy voice channel. Just as Su Heran cleared his throat and was about to call someone, Xu Shikai's suspicious voice came: "Hey, hey, Moxi Moxi."

"Shut up." Su Heran said indifferently.

"Yo, I'm not welcome." Xu Shikai snorted without thinking about it, and said in a strange way: "Congratulations to God Su for taking the eighth place. Can't you share this good news with the great hero?"

It is self-evident who this "big hero" is.

With his rhythm, the barrage is excited:

[that is!Brother Jinzhu has done a lot of credit! ]

[Developed, don't forget the wife of the chaff! ]

[Why is the patron not here today! ]

[Xu Shikai is so redundant, I want to watch Sweet Duo! ]

"What benefactors, I don't know what you are talking about." Su Heran opened a double row, his tone pretending to be innocent.

[Scumbag Su Heran! ]

[Forgot again, right! ]

[You saw the benefactor and you still don’t intend to take responsibility? ]

[The anchor is always good at playing dumb]

[Smelly man! ]

The sound of the rumbling plane came, Su Heran ignored the barrage, just marked a point, picked up the phone, and opened the chat box of the boyfriend of choice.

Usually, the sponsor would tell him in advance when he was playing games, but today, the dialog box was empty.

He flipped it up and down a few times casually, knocked down the phone and focused on the game.

Three hours later, the barrage saw what a technical anchor is.

Su Heran who is engrossed is like an invincible gun, and the game is the battlefield where he gallops.

The place where the most people jumped, as long as there is a gunshot, there will definitely be a kill message. There is no loophole in the operation, and his excellent dynamic vision and judgment make him like a fish in water in the game, and he is like a killing god.

The technical control of the barrage was very exciting, but Xu Shikai, who was on the same team as him, couldn't stand it after three consecutive chickens.

The rhythm is too dense and the pressure is too great. He feels that he is not broadcasting live, but playing the World Championship.

"Don't play anymore!" When Su Heran was about to open it again, Xu Shikai quickly canceled his preparations, planning to start to fail, and begged in pain: "God Su, I beg you, please call the benefactor. I want to save sentient beings in four rows."

He didn't dare to complain, so he could only pull Jin Zhu out as a shield.

He discovered that only when the sponsor is around, can Su Heran play games like an entertainment anchor, and at other times play games like a fucking team training.

Although the audience enjoyed watching it at first, they were a little tired after a few rounds, not to mention that everyone watched the live broadcast to relax.

[I'm tired too, please play an entertainment game]

[Is the gold master really not coming today?]

[I miss the first day of the benefactor]

[I want to eat cp, I don't care, if the patron doesn't come, I'm going to make a fuss! ]

[The gold master doesn't love you anymore]

"Understood!" Under the wailing of the barrage, Su Shen finally gave up and picked up the phone that he had looked at countless times all night.

The dialog box still hasn't received a single word.

For some reason, Su Heran felt a little uncomfortable.With a blank face, he typed: "Are you playing games today? The barrage is looking for you."

1 minutes later, no reply.

"Lost contact? This is it?" Su Heran was about to ask one last time, when the notification bar of the mobile phone suddenly popped up the news of the Weibo fan group, and many people liked him at the same time.

He clicked in and scrolled to the top, and saw a link to a Hoshino tv forum post.

The title of the post is: Inferior anchors earn money and sell themselves, and the main beneficiary is actually a middle-aged uncle.

And the content of the post was about him and the patron.

This is not the first time Su Heran has been hacked since the live broadcast. With the experience of the last time, he did not take it seriously this time. He hurriedly looked through the broadcast as soon as it was broadcast, and took screenshots with Xu Shikai to save the evidence.

The content of the post is not very targeted, but there is a trend of more and more fermentation.

[This anchor turned out to be a bad anchor? ]

[Isn't it bad deeds to be taken care of/raised by others? ]

[More than that, I heard that he cheated before and was hammered]

[The latest gossip news, this anchor has pink eye disease, he went through the back door and joined the super management to block the live broadcast room of the anchor with better grades than him]

[There are still people like this kind of people, so I really don’t want to pick them? ]

[Isn't it enough to have a hue? I heard that the benefactor is a middle-aged Mediterranean uncle]

[Ha ha ha old man?This anchor has some tricks]

Su Heran turned his brows down and frowned more tightly, this post actually started to attack the patron, and some words are so familiar.

Just as he was thinking, a bunch of pink bubbles popped up on the phone page, and a familiar call invitation appeared.

It was the gold master who called.

Su Heran thought it was just right, but before the voice was connected, before he could speak, suddenly there was a huge "boom" and the sound of electric current from the other end of the phone.

It's like someone dropped the phone on the ground.

"Brother Jinzhu?" Su Heran asked tentatively.

There was no sound on the other side.

Su Heran waited for a while and thought the phone was hung up, but when he was going to check it out, the rustling friction reappeared.

Jin Zhu's voice was deeper and more magnetic than usual. Although the words were slurred, the tone was gentle and intimate. He whispered, "Mmm... Xiaohe."

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Highlights of the next chapter: Drunk President Xiu, acting like a baby online.

No-prize quiz: What kind of wine did Xiu Du drink, was he really drunk or pretended to be drunk (hehe