Yang Fei has now retired from OST and has moved behind the scenes.
The Yang Group called on him to return and inherit the family business every day.
Fans called on him to play games with Qin Ran again every day.
As a fan of the OST, how could Gu Mingsheng not know Yang Fei? Although he has retired, he is still the irreplaceable legend of Jiuzhou You.
"I, I, I..." Gu Mingsheng moved the mouse with trembling hands, clicked the button to confirm the preparation, and then turned off his brothers' microphones and turned on the game microphone. "My name is Gu Mingsheng."
Gu Mingsheng introduced himself tremblingly.
"Oh, so you're Brother Lu's friend." Lin Siran smiled and comforted Gu Mingsheng. After typing a few words, he added Gu Mingsheng's real account as a friend. "It's okay. We're all brothers. Let's play together in the future. I'll invite you to join a game group. Yaoyao and I are both bad at it. We can just follow Yang Shen and Yan Tianwang and get points and win easily."
Gu Mingsheng was always paying attention to Yang Fei and didn't pay attention to anyone else.
When he heard Lin Siran mention King Yan, he turned his neck and focused his eyes on the account "Yan Xiaoxi".
Fell into silence.
...
...
**
Qin family.
Qin Hanqiu was talking to someone in the hall at the moment.
“Master Qin, here I am…” The person who spoke looked at Qin Hanqiu, hesitating to speak.
Qin Hanqiu raised his teacup. "The tea you brought is very good. Ranran will definitely like it."
Hearing this, the person who spoke sweated on his forehead and stood up quickly, "As long as the young lady likes it, Master Qin, you are busy."
Qin Hanqiu looked up at him, surprised. "Don't you have something else to talk to me about?"
The person who spoke did not dare to raise his head, thinking that the rumors outside were indeed true. This Qin Hanqiu was too cunning, an old fox. He brought up Qin Ran before he even said a word. He was simply killing people without leaving any blood.
He didn't dare to say a word and just left.
After the man left, Qin Hanqiu put down his teacup and wondered, "Why didn't he tell me? Forget it. Is Ranran back? I'll go in and play chess with Brother Ken first."
Butler Qin: "...I'll prepare dinner, you go find Mr. Ken."
Qin Hanqiu went back to the back garden to look for Kenneth.
Kenneth had been in the capital for such a long time and had learned a lot from Cheng Mu, Qin Ran and the others.
Qin Hanqiu was able to beat Kenneth at the beginning, but later on they were evenly matched.
During dinner, Qin Ran came back with a bag of brown paper.
"Sign it yourself." She tossed the brown paper bag to Kenneth.
The peace treaty she brought back from the last conference in Continent M.
Kenneth remained calm: "We'll talk about it later."
Qin Ran crossed her legs and glanced at him. "Do you want to fight with me too?"
Qin Hanqiu personally cooked braised pork ribs and hot and sour fish soup, and invited Qin Ran to eat. "Eat first, and then talk to Brother Ken later. Fighting and killing is not good."
Kenneth picked up a piece of pork ribs and nodded, "How about this, Brother Qin and I are also friends, let's have a literary competition."
“You say.” Qin Ran sat on the chair and picked up a piece of fish first.
Kenneth looked at her and said, "Didn't your company recently release a shooting game? If you can get more kills than me, then I will sign it."
He heard that Qin Ran had no part in the production of this shooting game, but it was created by Qin Ling and the Tang family.
Qin Ran: "Are you serious?"
Kenneth nodded, "Of course."
Qin Ran looked at Kenneth with a puzzled look and said, "Okay."
Qin Hanqiu coughed when he saw that the two of them had finished their conversation, and said, "Ranran, I want to go back to Ninghai Town in a few days."
Qin Ling's family was still in Ninghai Town, and Qin Hanqiu wanted to deal with it.
Qin Ran said casually, "Well, bring Uncle Mingyue and his family over. They can't be away for Mingyue's wedding. I'll let Shi Liming go back with you."
Compared to August's group, Qin Ran felt that Qin Hanqiu's situation was not a big deal at all.
**
Yan Xi has 100 million fans.
Comments on Weibo——
[Brother, promise your sister that you won’t include photos of your breasts for this fan benefit. Although your sister likes breasts, she likes your selfies more! 】
[Please give me the nine-square grid, ten-square grid, or hundred-square grid!] 】
[Please don’t mess around with the great god, 嘤嘤嘤]
[I vaguely remember the two variety shows he participated in, but they are now out of print. 】
[Ten years later, when I was washing clothes, my son came to me and said: Mom, come quickly, King Yan posted a selfie! 】
【……】
Yan Xi and Boss Zhou are both rather cold and don't like to post on Weibo, so everyone had no choice but to turn to Actor Qin's studio for help.
After many twists and turns, Emperor Qin's agent finally couldn't stand it anymore and spoke to Boss Zhou in a tactful way.
After all, he was Emperor Qin’s agent, a figure of Qin Ran’s uncle’s generation.
"Yan Xi, you have 100 million fans now, let me give you some benefits." Boss Zhou went to find Yan Xi with his phone and pulled him up from the sofa.
Yan Xi raised his head, sobered up, and asked slowly: "What benefits?"
"One hundred million fans." Boss Zhou showed him his Weibo, "Being your fan is the most... the second most miserable thing in the world."
He originally wanted to say that she was the most miserable person in the world, but then he thought, with Qin Ran, there was no way she could be the first.
"Take a few selfies and send them in a nine-square grid?" Boss Zhou shook his phone.
Yan Xi clicked on his phone and checked the time. He paused for a moment and said, "Let's go live."
Boss Zhou was startled. "What's being broadcast live?"
Yan Xi stood up and walked to the computer: "Play games."
**
Ten minutes later.
[Yan Xi Online Live Broadcast] was on the top of the hot search list on Yan Xi’s Weibo homepage, and the latest Weibo post was exactly the content of the live broadcast.
Only half of Yan Xi’s cold profile was shown inside.
Barrage——
[Ahhhh, in my lifetime! ! ! 】
What are you playing? Online gunfight? OK, I will arrange it right away.
[Brother, who are you waiting for in the fourth row?]
Yan Xi seemed to be in a good mood. He glanced at the comments and said, "Wait for my friends in the fourth row. They will be there for a while."
[I’m so jealous that I can play games with my brother]
[I'll go to the fourth row right away, maybe I can run into them! 】
[Who is this person who made his brother wait for five minutes? If it were me, I would have been waiting here a long time ago.]
As the group was talking on the barrage, they had already downloaded the game and were searching for the accounts of Yan Xi and his three teammates.
About four minutes later.
Finally the first person came in.
[Is the forest very big?] Why does this name sound familiar? 】
The second person.
[Mr. Ken? 】
Who is this? The name is so weird hahaha]
At this time, the third person also came in. His name was quite simple——
Q.
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