Pride & Lust (4)
After Song Shu finished throwing the money, 555 said again: [I found three more. Don’t stop. Keep scolding me.]
Song Shu couldn't hold back and rolled around wildly, acting crazy for a while, but his mood finally improved a lot.
The first time is new, the second time is familiar, he clicked into the live broadcast room provided by 555 again.
The first one is a little wolf dog who showed his face while playing games. He looks like a college student. He is handsome and energetic. There are 10 people online in the live broadcast room.
The second one is a man in a suit with abs who has a cold face and can’t speak. There are 5 people online in the live broadcast room.
The third one is a gentle man who is teaching how to cook. He explains each step in a gentle voice. There are 8 people online in the live broadcast room.
Song Shu clicked on the first one. Since there were not many people in the live broadcast room, the little wolf dog read out his name enthusiastically: "Welcome [small number 258369], welcome, welcome."
After reading it, he hurriedly made a noob operation.
Song Shu: “…”
Okay, now I know why there are so few people in the live broadcast room even though he is so handsome.
Song Shu "uses courtesy before force" and starts with a sc.
Trumpet 258369: [You’re such a bad fighter?]
555 emphasized: [You are jealous of their good looks and want to criticize their appearance. ]
Song Shu posted another 5k sc: [Ugly, and a bad fighter]
In the live broadcast room, Xiaolanggou looked fine. After all, he had just made a mistake in operation, and what Song Shu said was true. There was nothing to refute. He read Song Shu's sc obediently, and said, "Thank you for the sponsor of the small account. I will continue to work hard on the game in the future!"
"As for being ugly," the little wolf dog touched his face embarrassedly: "I will learn how to put on makeup in the future?"
Song Shu in front of the screen was already ashamed: "555, he is so modest."
555 frowned: [The scolding is not harsh enough, is the only thing you can do about being ugly? ]
Song Shu: “………”, Song Shu angrily smashed five big rockets.
=Ugly people have no right to breathe [reward 2 rockets]
= Makeup can't cover up your ugly face [reward 3 rockets]
After Song Shu finished scolding, the little wolfdog seemed to be a little stunned, as if he had never encountered someone who was so persistent and gave money.
Unlike the live broadcast room of [Bi'an], Xiaolanggou's live broadcast room is full of game fans, just to watch the fun or the operation. Song Shu's scolding was like setting the pace, and many people followed suit, with only one or two people speaking for Xiaolanggou.
Song Shu felt deeply guilty. He left the live broadcast room out of guilt and went to the next live broadcast of the man in a suit, and insulted him as usual:
=You still want to show off your abs with these little ones? [Reward rocket]
= Still wearing a suit? What are you pretending to be? [Reward rocket]
In order to feel less guilty, Song Shu quickly exited before the man in the suit could react, and poked in the third gentle cooking anchor.
=If you look like this, you will only be able to cook in your life [Reward Rocket]
After doing the same operations as above, Song Shu didn't dare to look at the live broadcast room anymore. He just turned off his phone and lay down, feeling desperate.
There were very few people in the live broadcast room. The anchors all welcomed him happily when he entered the room. Even the taciturn man in a suit said welcome.
I didn't expect to welcome a troll.
He is really committing a sin. He will go to the eighteenth level of hell for doing this.
Song Shu started rolling around again. 555 looked around on his phone and was not very satisfied: [Today's mission is passed, but you are too perfunctory.]
[The mission requires that you cannot quit so quickly, and you have to curse at the people in the live broadcast room.]
Song Shu: “…”
The difficulty of quarreling has increased, okay? !
Song Shu covered his face with a quilt and said in a muffled voice: "This person is dead. Burn paper if you have any questions."
…
After doing all this, Song Shu went to bed feeling guilty. But in a small corner of the Internet that he didn't know about, there was a group of people complaining on Weibo.
Caicaibucai: [How come there are still people who throw money and curse at others these days? Do they think it’s right to do so? Is it great to be rich? I really don’t like people like this. They show off their money. They look like nouveau riche. They are doomed to fail. If you have the guts, why don’t you use money to humiliate me? Please, humiliate me quickly! ]
Snack Wholesaler: [Oh my god, what kind of Bodhisattva is this, cursing while paying money? M attribute explodes!]
There were also a few people who seemed to be of the same interest gathered together.
[Ah my, the host was stunned and died of laughter]
[I was lucky enough to watch it. I don’t know what the host felt, but I felt quite complicated.]
At the same time, a small group of anchors of green software.
Because green software will have some online and offline joint activities from time to time, some anchors who know each other and get along well with each other will create small groups to eat some live broadcast gossip or share live broadcasts and strange things encountered in life from time to time.
The group [Bi'an] is in is a bit complicated. It is a consultation group he joined before joining Qingwa Live, and it was created by a host named [Xigua]. There are many newcomers in the group, and most of them join the group for consulting live broadcast issues. [Xigua] is the host with the longest experience in the group and is responsible for answering their questions.
[Xigua]: How is everyone's live streaming today? My income today is only 2k
This piece of news popped up, followed by a lot of flattering words.
=Frog, you still have to be the watermelon boss
=Look up, I wish I could have so many of them someday
=The first rich woman on the list
[Watermelon]: Tsk, you will have it in the future too.
This sentence sounds good at first, but it is actually hypocritical and makes people uncomfortable. This group has less than 100 people, and most of the newcomers who have made some progress in the group have been plotted against by [Xigua]. [Bi'an] is also one of the victims.
[Xigua] can't stand others being better than him. He usually answers their questions in a very arrogant tone. He also regularly shows off his income in the group every day and belittles his peers.
[Watermelon]: The guy next door works so hard every day, but he still doesn’t make as much as I do?
[Xigua]: The platform said that the recommended position for the next linkage will still be mine, so if you want to get on board and take advantage of the traffic, hurry up.
[Xigua]: Well, actually I see you guys working so hard every day and it’s not easy to earn so little money.
[Xigua]: But as long as you have enough experience, you can also have loyal fans like me, and your daily income will be almost fixed.
[Bi'an] frowned uncomfortably when he saw [Xigua]'s gossip constantly popping up in the group.
He looked at the gift income of nearly 20,000 yuan in the background and silently closed the group chat.
And [Xigua] was still bragging in the group and receiving praise from others.
At the same time, there were three other small anchors who were silent in the group. They all looked at the group chat messages with strange eyes, and then looked at the backstage gift income.
…
Because the people Song Shu scolded were all small anchors with a small scope and not many fans, there were only a few such discussions. Even if someone posted on the forum that there was a rich guy who was so bored that he scolded others while sending money, it would quickly disappear in the torrent of the Internet.
The next day, Song Shu had a good sleep, got up, had a meal, and started to daydream watching anime again.
Maybe it was because Song Yinxing was always with him in the real world. After traveling through time, the first world had Shui Lan and Bo Wen, and the second world had Song Chen. He had spent the first ten years of his life studying in this world, so he probably still had something to do. Now that the college entrance examination was over, he suddenly had some free time, and he was a little uncomfortable.
I feel so bored, but I don't want to move.
[Why don’t you just find someone to cosplay as your brother? ] 555 said: [It’s not shameful to take meal replacements. Don’t worry, I don’t despise you. ]
Song Shu: “…”
555 kept instigating her like this. Song Shu didn't know what to say, so he just lay down and cleared his mind.
Miracle's live broadcast starts at around 7pm, and his task of cursing people is also to start at around 7pm. It would be best if it were late at night, because then there wouldn't be so many people to curse with him.
The heavy workload at night makes the daytime even more boring.
Song Shu took the phone and saw many messages popping up on Fetion. One of them was sent from the same pure black avatar that never changed.
It was a message from Lin Mo, and Song Shu's note to him was also simple and crude.
Annoying: [My mom made a cake yesterday and asked me to bring it to you at noon today]
Annoying: [I think you should be up by then.]
Song Shu wanted to give him the middle finger even through the screen, he chuckled: [Put it at the door, thank you]
Song Shu typed the last two words "thank you" with gritted teeth. He clicked send, and the doorbell rang the next second.
Lin Mo replied coldly: [Open the door]
Song Shu wanted to pretend that he hadn't seen the message, but the next second Lin Mo sent another message: [I still have the photo of you sneaking out of the house last time.]
Song Shu: “…”
Threatening people, right? Threatening people, right?!
Song Shu's parents didn't care about him, but Song Shu still had his grandparents. Ever since Song Shu had a fever when he was two years old, and had some minor or major illnesses from time to time, they had been keeping a close eye on him. They not only required Song Shu to have good grades, but also strictly prohibited him from doing anything that would harm his body. Even when Song Shu ran an 800-meter physical test, they would call to greet him and take him for a physical examination.
After all, Song Shu is an heir worth tens of billions.
Lin Mo's threat was very effective. Song Shu felt a little stiff when he thought about going to the hospital for a physical examination and blood draw.
The hospital is really a psychological shadow for him, and Lin Mo is simply despicable.
Song Shu gritted his teeth, put away his phone, and quickly walked over to open the door. His originally unhappy expression froze when he saw Lin Mo.
Lin Mo, wearing a black sweatshirt, was leaning against the wall, replying to messages on his phone in one hand and holding a pink-wrapped cake that didn't fit his cool guy identity in the other.
There was no light in the corridor in broad daylight, but there was sunlight, which climbed up the ends of Lin Mo's hair little by little.
His profile was stern, a bit like Song Chen. Song Shu was distracted for a moment.
But it was only for a moment.
Soon Lin Mo turned around, with a dead cold face, and handed the cake directly to him.
Song Shu took it. Although he wanted to close the door directly, he felt it would be strange not to say thank you.
Lin Mo's hands were empty, so he put them in his pockets and asked, "How is your college entrance examination choice?"
Song Shu didn't want to answer, but he didn't want to go to the same school as Lin Mo. After thinking about it, he decided to throw a little smoke bomb and shrugged: "I don't know, maybe go abroad."
Lin Mo is very tall. At the age of eighteen, his height is almost 1.9 meters. Song Shu is 1.73 meters tall and looks like a dwarf in front of him.
Lin Mo suddenly took two steps closer. Song Shu almost closed the door and asked cautiously: "What are you doing?"
Lin Mo stared at Song Shu for a few seconds and said with a smile, "You won't let me in?"
Song Shu always looked at him like this, with a wary look of a small animal, as if he were some particularly scary beast.
However, the fact is that their first meeting was quite harmonious. If it wasn't a sting operation on his part, the relationship between him and Song Shu would have been much better.
But what if he's much better? Should he be like those idiots around Song Shu and try to please him?
Boring.
Lin Mo lowered his head and saw Song Shu's eyelashes, which were like small fans, thick and curled.
Ellis had just said those words and he was about to break out in a cold sweat. What was there to think about? Couldn't the two men just be more direct?
Break up! We must break up!
Song Shu originally wanted to adopt a policy of distance, but Ellis' words made him lose his temper. If they didn't break up, he was afraid that Ellis would kiss him again next time. Maybe she would touch him and then go to bed.
How can it be repaired...! Song Shu was about to be blinded by his own imagination.
Ellis' eyes moved slightly, and he walked quickly to Song Shu's side, "Why did you wake up?"
Song Shu hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage to say, "I...Ellis, I want to tell you something..."
"What's up?"
In Ellis's eyes, he felt that Song Shu was frightened by what happened today, and his voice unconsciously became gentler.
"Well, I've been thinking a lot these past few days, and I think we might not be a good match..."
The more Song Shu spoke, the colder the air around him felt, and the air pressure was unusually low. But he still finished his words under Ellis' murderous gaze.
After he finished speaking, Ellis didn't respond. He could only touch the back of his head and nervously tried to patch things up: "Didn't you hate me before..."
Since she hates him so much, it's not impossible to break up, Song Shu thought. He didn't think Ellis would fall in love with him all of a sudden.
Before he could finish his thought, he was hugged.
Ellis hugged Song Shu gently, with a dark look in his eyes. His expression was still gentle, and his tone was light, as if he was coaxing a child: "Didn't you get enough rest today? I'm sorry that I didn't get to you in time today. Did Bowen say something to you?"
How could Ellis think like that? He clearly wanted to break up! Song Shu was sweating profusely. He wanted to push Ellis away, but Ellis hugged him tightly. The force was not enough to strangle him, but it was far beyond the intimacy that a straight man could accept.
"I...Ellis, that's not what I meant..."
Song Shu cried out in his heart, "I want to break up! Break up!" He looked at Ellis eagerly, hoping that Ellis could understand what he meant.
Ellis did understand. He comforted Song Shu who was trying to struggle out and hugged him back, "I know you don't want to be separated from me."
Song Shu: ? ?
"no……"
No, let me finish!
Ellis didn't give Song Shu any chance to speak. He bent down and kissed his cheek, and the undercurrent in his eyes slowly faded away.
"I will protect the teacher, please trust me."
As for Bai Wen, he would also kill Bai Wen for Song Shu.
Ellis's eyes were cold, but there was a rare hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at Song Shu.
If he had known about the rumors about Song Shu being a playboy, he would have thought that she would change because of him...
Is she tired of him after just a few days together? Is he so cheap in Song Shu's eyes?
His heart seemed to be shattered to pieces. The more it hurt, the deeper the pity in Ellis' eyes.
But what to do? He didn't want to let Song Shu go.
………
"Do you think he really didn't understand, or was he just pretending not to understand?"
After being kissed by Ellis, Song Shu rubbed her face with water frantically, until the skin there turned red, and muttered: "You can talk if you want, but you're touching me."
[A few days ago, he called me his wife, Sweetie, but now he can't even kiss me. ]
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu took out his 40-meter-long sword and sneered, "555, come out and let's talk."
555: [Sorry, I'm offline. ]
………
He wanted to break up but was misunderstood. Song Shu had a nightmare the whole night about him being chased and punched by Ellis.
The next morning, because Song Shu deliberately avoided him, Ellis had already gone out when he got up, and the person who served him was also very familiar, Qing Xiao.
Qing Xiao was still wearing the mask. During the operation in which Bo Wen encircled and suppressed them, his face was burned and Shui Lan's throat was also destroyed.
Selfishly, he didn't want Song Shu to see him in such a state of disgrace.
He wanted to always look pretty in front of Song Shu.
After reuniting with Shui Lian, Qing Xiao looked much better. He placed the wash basin and towel on the dressing table and said, "Father..."
Song Shu knew Qing Xiao was not gay, but he was in a state of stress and felt like he was going to die of shock when he heard this name. He interrupted, "This is not the old house, and you are no longer a member of the old house, so you don't have to call me father."
Her expression couldn't be seen clearly because of the mask, but Qing Xiao's aura suddenly dropped.
If he couldn't even call his father, wouldn't that mean... that his only connection with Song Shu was gone?
Song Shu was unaware of this. He usually didn't care much about others, and now he didn't even care about Alice, the only person he cared about. All he could think about was running away. However, he felt more comfortable facing Qing Xiao than Alice. At least Qing Xiao seemed to hate him and had no special feelings towards him.
The water in the basin was of just the right temperature. Song Shu lowered his head to wash his face, and his long hair, which had not yet been combed, got a little wet. He raised his head to touch the handkerchief, and felt the hand that Qing Xiao handed to him. His eyes opened again in response.
In the end, Qing Xiao simply handed him a handkerchief. Song Shu immediately breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his face carefully with the handkerchief.
Because of the sudden opening of eyes, there was some enchanting red around the eyes, some water fell along the outline, across the white neck, the Adam's apple rolled, and easily crushed some water droplets.
Qing Xiao couldn't help herself, her eyes greedily and shyly followed Song Shu's outline.
Song Shu's cheeks are very red. Is it the marks from sleeping?
No... Qing Xiao came to an absurd realization, and it was obvious that it was caused by a kiss.
…
Song Shu was completely unaware that the kiss marks he had wiped with a towel last night were still there. He sat there and let Qing Xiao tie his hair up, thinking idly about how to break up.
"555, quick, help me search how to break up."
He must break up with Ellis today.
555: [Where can you go after breaking up with him? ]
One sentence can stump even a hero.
In front is the perverted Bowen, and behind is her boyfriend Ellis. The only villain she can turn to, Klein, is also suspected to be a gay.
Song Shu: “…”
Song Shu whispered, "I don't think Klein looks like a gay."
At least it was much better than Perwin and Ellis who wanted to take his virginity!!
Song Shu made up his mind, "Check it out quickly, I want to break up!"
555: [Okay.]
Qing Xiao had no idea what was going on in Song Shu's mind. He carefully helped Song Shu tie her hair, and many thoughts flashed through his mind as well.
Last night, Qingxiao and Shuilan successfully met based on clues.
In the deserted alley, after the great joy of reunion, there is silence and tears after experiencing the changes.
Qing Xiao cried for a while, then slowly and calmly recounted what happened after Bo Wen took him away. His language was very clear, as if he had practiced it countless times, but he also selfishly omitted some parts, such as his conversation with his second-in-command.
"Brother, father is truly innocent. He told Bowen that he did everything and it had nothing to do with us."
"Is it possible that Bo Wen did all this? Including the people my father killed..."
After the ups and downs of emotions, all the assumptions in her mind were overturned, and Qing Xiao's mental state had become somewhat unstable.
"My face was burned, but he still praised my beautiful eyes. He didn't recognize me..."
Qing Xiao grabbed the corner of Shui Lan's clothes, and Shui Lan just held his shoulders. Even though she hugged him as usual, Qing Xiao could still feel the unbridgeable gap between them.
He could feel that his father didn't like him and the compliment he received on his eyes, so much so that Qing Xiao understood everything the moment she saw Ellis' eyes.
My brother said that my father was together with Ellis.
The brother's eyes are more like Ellis's, cold and sharp yet ambitious; yet simple and innocent when facing his sweetheart.
He and his brother are brothers, so naturally he has similar eyes to Alice, but his eyes are too soft and not like Alice at all. That's why the second-in-command said that his brother was his father's favorite lover.
Because of those eyes?
Qing Xiao was in a bitter mood. Every time he met Shui Lan's gaze, he couldn't help but look into Shui Lan's eyes. He wanted not to be jealous, but he didn't know what his eyes showed, let alone how Shui Lan looked at him.
He was still crying and breaking down emotionally, but he didn't notice the rotten paleness in Shui Lan's eyes when she supported him.
Bai Wen also knew that Song Shu cared more about Qing Xiao, so he sent Qing Xiao back to Song Shu.
Song Shu prefers Qing Xiao.
It is something I have already realized, so why do I still feel bitter when I think about it again?
Shui Lian lowered his eyes, his eyelids trembling slightly. He heard Qing Xiao say again: "Those things were all done by Mr. Bo Wen. Father is innocent."
Bo Wen hunted them down, and Song Shu spoke for them. Does this prove that Song Shu is completely innocent?
Shui Lan didn't say anything, but Qing Xiao understood what he meant.
"Brother, I met father many times when I went to set up the formation. I was sure that the talisman on my hand was seen, but I didn't tell you because I was afraid. I ran into father a few times later, but he pretended not to see it every time."
Qing Xiao confessed painfully that he had kept this matter a secret from Shui Lan because of ridiculous jealousy.
"What…?"
This simple sentence seemed to be squeezed out from the throat, and because the voice was too hoarse, it sounded a bit inhuman and creepy.
Shui Lian bit her lip, her rapid breathing seemed to be in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Qing Xiao repeated it.
Shui Lian thought again of the day they escaped, when Song Shu stood firmly in the formation, as if he had seen through their plan.
Is this really the truth?
The water is hazy.
Have they always blamed Song Shu wrongly?
"Brother, we have all wronged father..."
Qing Xiao couldn't help crying, but this time no one would comfort him.
At the first sight, Lin Mo wanted to rub Song Shu's eyelashes. Eyes are so fragile, if he rubs too hard, Song Shu will probably cry, blinking her wet eyes and looking at him accusingly.
This scene appeared in his mind many times, and Lin Mo restrained himself many times.
Song Shu reluctantly moved half of his body aside, not even looking at Lin Mo, and walked towards the refrigerator in the kitchen carrying the cake.
This was not the first time Lin Mo entered Song Shu's large flat. He stood there casually and said, "My aunt recently donated buildings to several universities."
Song Shu opened the refrigerator and put the cake in it. The refrigerator door covered his upper body, and his long legs were exposed defenselessly.
Song Shu was annoyed by Lin Mo's probing remarks.
Although Song Shu's parents don't love him enough, they give him enough money. According to the plot of the game, Song Shu, the cannon fodder, always sits in a pile of money, feeling sad about why no one loves him and he is too lonely.
Song Shu had been spoiled since childhood, and lived according to the requirements of the Song family. They wanted him to have good grades, so he studied hard; they wanted him not to go out and fool around, so he stayed at home.
When Song Shu was in his third year of high school, his family had already decided on his major and school. Because the dormitories at the alternative schools were not very good, Song Shu's parents donated two dormitory buildings to these schools without hesitation.
I didn't consider whether Song Shu could get in. In short, I would donate first. If he couldn't get in, I could donate to other schools.
This operation is simply inhumane.
When Song Shu heard Lin Mo's words, he knew that Lin Mo was blackmailing him, so he decided to play dumb: "I have a lot of money, I'm donating it for fun."
Most of the rich kids at the international school Song Shu attends choose to go to top universities abroad, and very few stay in China. Song Shu believes that Lin Mo is no exception.
He took a can of Coke and didn't mean to pour water for Lin Mo. He pretended to ask casually, "Are you going abroad?"
The refrigerator door was closed, and Lin Mo was able to see Song Shu's expression.
Song Shu looked like he didn't care, but in fact, his eyes were about to glance over.
Lin Mo's eyes darkened, and his mood inexplicably became worse. He was unable to explain himself, and responded coldly: "Why don't I stay in the country and continue to compete with you in wits and courage?"
Lin Mo was like this, saying the most sarcastic words in a cold tone. From time to time, Song Shu would want to fight with this man. But thinking that they would not have to meet soon, Song Shu thought he should set off firecrackers to celebrate this event.
Tolerate!
In two months, I will say goodbye to my mortal enemy Lin Mo completely.
Song Shu thought of this and became much more patient with Lin Mo afterwards, but Lin Mo's face became more and more uglier.
After sending Lin Mo out, Song Shu pointed his middle finger at the door and cursed several times.
It was already afternoon when Song Shu finished eating the cake angrily. Before eating, she took a photo and sent it to Lin Mo's mother, with a message: Thank you, Auntie, the cake is delicious.
He doesn't like Lin Mo, but Lin Mo's mother is very nice to him.
Song Shu chewed the cake sinisterly as he thrust the fork fiercely into it. He really had a clear distinction between gratitude and resentment.
Lin Mo is a disgusting bastard!!
…
The way back was always boring. Lin Mo was flipping through the posts in the anonymous APP and came across the post from someone claiming to be Song Shu's desk mate. He thought about what Song Shu had said to him today.
He moved his fingers again and replied: [Really? But he told me today that he plans to go abroad.]
After replying, Lin Mo turned off his phone and thought back to the day when Song Shu's deskmate leaned over Song Shu and gave him a subtle look during the party.
It's provocative, but also has a sense of showing off and declaring war.
Really, as stupid as a dog beside Song Shu.
————
It was evening again, and several low-popularity handsome anchors collected by Song Shu also started broadcasting on time.
With the mentality of escaping, Song Shu first went to Miracle's live broadcast room.
Miracle is playing games live. Because Song Shu spent 200,000 yuan in one go last night, there is a special golden banner for entering the live broadcast room - [Invalid Chi Chi Balancing Principle]
It's so bright that it blinds people's eyes.
As soon as he entered the room, people in the live broadcast room started to get excited.
=The legendary sponsor
=Follow Miracle Meow! Follow Miracle Meow!
Miracle also noticed him and was somewhat happy: "Welcome, Boss Jiji!"
The comments were full of question marks and hahahaha. Miracle quickly corrected himself: "It was a slip of the tongue, it was a slip of the tongue. Welcome, boss."
Although he had experienced impotence once, Song Shu was not sensitive to such words. He watched the live broadcast for a while, and gave two rockets and one sc: [I don’t blame you, the live broadcast is very interesting, I like it^-^]
Song Shu was not very good at communicating with others. He could only curse at others for a few words, and he would repeat the same words over and over again when praising others.
After he finished, he didn't even wait for Miracle to thank him, and exited the live broadcast room cleanly and neatly, just like signing in for a game. After successfully signing in, he didn't want to stay for even a second longer.
It's not that she doesn't care. Seeing that Miracle has more and more fans, Song Shu feels relieved.
If he just wants to cultivate it, spending some money should be enough. If it doesn't work, he can hire a few professional editors to do the live broadcast slicing and editing for Miracle.
Song Shu thought about it carefully and felt that it was really good. It was good to have money, and you only needed to spend money to generate energy for love.
After switching to his secondary account, Song Shu was surprised to find that there were several more private messages in the background.
He poked in.
Four of them were thanks from the anchor he scolded yesterday. Perhaps they were afraid that he would request a refund if he was underage, so they were very careful with their words.
The other two are self-recommendations.
145689: [Dude, do you really like to curse? I'm pure m, no other meaning, it's just that my m attribute suddenly exploded]
I have a pancake: [Want to take it?]
Song Shu: “…”
555: [……]
You humans have very complicated minds.
Song Shu originally wanted to reply to the four anchors, but since he had to continue scolding them today, he simply decided not to reply.
So when Song Shu was cursing in the live broadcast room today, he deliberately posted these messages: [What do you mean by underage refund? Are you looking down on me?]
[I just want to humiliate you with money]
Anchor: “…”
Several viewers who helped to curse in the live broadcast room: “…”
Because 555 requested a quarrel, Song Shu, under great pressure, posted a few more provocative contents and cursed back at all those who spoke in the barrage.
This time the battlefield was expanded, but the four anchors were really obscure, so even though Song Shu was so "rampant", the situation did not expand to the forums and Weibo.
The viewers in those live broadcast rooms formed a small group to analyze Song Shu's behavior.
=The people he scolds are all handsome guys without beauty filters. Could it be that he is really jealous of others’ good looks?
Some people agree.
=Maybe in real life he is a dark and ugly person
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