Chapter 52 Tangled
"So, what's your request? Do you want to reject him?" Qi Dongdong felt that his friend's condition was very dangerous. He always felt that Zhou Yang's tone was troubled but also a little bit smug and uneasy.
"Ah? Reject him? That's not a good idea!" Zhou Yang subconsciously shook his head to protest this approach.
"Rejecting him wouldn't be good?" Qi Dongdong felt like he really wanted to see what this man, who had made his godlike friend admit defeat, looked like. He was determined to make Mo Huai fight him for three hundred rounds and make him endure a beating from his mother's family. "Oh, then you'll accept him?"
"Huh?" Zhou Ping instinctively refused. "That's not good!"
Qi Dongdong: “…”
"...After all, they didn't say it directly."
Qi Dongdong: “…” So if someone says it directly, you should just agree, right?
"But I wouldn't agree if he told me directly."
Qi Dongdong felt a little relieved that his good friend at least had some awareness of being a male god.
"It would be too unreserved to agree to it just once."
Qi Dongdong covered his chest with his hands, feeling that the cabbage next to him was about to be taken away by the pig, and he couldn't help feeling heartbroken.
However, he would not take the initiative to tell Yangyang Baicai that he had fallen in love with the pig, so as to avoid being eaten away faster.
"Anyway, the road ahead is long and arduous." Qi Dongdong pretended to be mature.
Normally, when the two of them were together, Zhou Yang always thought he was the more mature one. But now, Qi Dongdong had lectured him, and at the end, he had said something ambiguous that he couldn't understand at all. He couldn't help but feel embarrassed and complained lightly, "Are you sure you've had three relationships?"
Although Qi Dongdong didn't use the hands-free mode, Mo Huaili was close enough to hear Zhou Yang's words clearly: "Three games?"
Zhou Yang had just heard Mo Huai's voice on the other end of the line when Qi Dongdong's explanation rang out. Feeling a little guilty, he stammered, "Ah, yes, that's three games, right? Yangyang, I'm hanging up now. We'll talk later."
The problem was not solved, and Zhou Yang was still very confused and irritable, and even felt uneasy when sleeping.
Unable to sleep, he simply got up and started live streaming.
Because he is busy with Lu Feng's orders, Zhou Yang has almost no time for live broadcasts these days, and his Tomato Video has lost a lot of fans.
But what's strange is that he has been registered as a host on Tomato Video for more than a month. There should be no new recommended position, but Tomato Video has reserved a position for him, called the potential position.
This location is also on the video homepage, in the lower left corner, which is a very good location on the densely packed interface.
The key point is that Zhou Yang seemed to have never seen such a "potential position" before.
He did contact the website administrator, who responded that this was an arrangement from above and they were not quite sure about it.
Because of his good recommendation position, he was followed by many netizens when he entered the live broadcast room. However, his previous fans knew that he did not broadcast frequently and had no regular schedule, so they would not wait for him every day. Zhou Yang saw that there were few viewers in the live broadcast room with the IDs he was familiar with.
Just like before, Zhou Yang directly played the small games he developed to attract the audience.
This time, he was playing a small game designed for Haining Hotel.
He had just finished testing the game when he fell ill and didn't have the chance to play it himself. He played this game in the live broadcast room to kill time, attract viewers, and also to promote the studio.
He had just finished two games when someone in the livestream asked, "Are you staying at the Haining Hotel? I stayed at the Haining Hotel when I went to City S last night, and the waiter recommended this game to us. It's an online exclusive, only available at the Haining Hotel. And the game just launched, so it's only available in Haining, City S."
The comment section was immediately flooded with comments like "Is this true? 666", "Haining has made great progress", "Doesn't the anchor live in Shanghai? Why did he go to the hotel? Did he book a room with the landlord?", "What's the joke about the landlord? I don't know what happened later. Please explain", "I have a bold guess. Our 'God of Love' CP fans may have gotten some sweet treats again", etc.
When Zhou Yang saw the familiar "landlord and tenant" and "love god CP", he knew that his old fan had returned.
Because there were so many comments, Zhou Yang picked a more standard question: "Could the game at Haining Hotel be designed by you, streamer? I saw you describe yourself as a game designer on your homepage." He replied, "Yes, the mini-game at Haining Hotel is indeed a collaborative project between our Yang Hong Studio and Haining. This includes the recently popular 'Spreading Dog Food' app on the mobile app market, which is also the work of our studio. If you need any help, you can contact us through the contact information on my homepage."
New fans are just there to watch the fun, while old fans are the main force. They start to support the couple as soon as they come. Once the old fans come in, the comment section will be occupied by the army of couple fans.
[How is our landlord? ]
How is our "I Love Erlang Shenjing"? 】
[Our "Dongke" CP must be]
[Our "God of Love" CP will never be]
[The host looks so pale, is it because the landlord isn't around?]
The host's eyes look a little tired. Is it because "I Love Erlang" didn't give him any comfort from love?
Zhou Yang was helpless. The fans of both sides would not be happy. Faced with the numerous fans who were supporting the two sides, he could only selectively ignore them.
[The anchor started advertising right away, he must have made some money. Is he still living at the landlord's house?]
Finally, there was a normal comment, and Zhou Yang quickly responded: "The studio rent is expensive, and I don't make much money, but I'm still living there and haven't moved out."
[Are you sick? I saw the cold medicine on the desk.]
[Or is it that our landlord is sick? ]
Zhou Yang: "...I was sick, but now I'm better after taking medicine."
[Are you suffering from insomnia? Why are you still awake so late?]
[The first day of sleepless nights for our landlord? ]
Maybe the next day?
Zhou Yang thought to himself, you guys actually guessed it right. It really was a sleepless day because of the landlord.
[If you have any troubles, please tell us. We have strength in numbers and can help you solve them.]
Zhou Yang hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke out his confusion. He fully utilized his ability to talk nonsense, making the protagonist of the story look like someone "even his mother wouldn't recognize him," and then asked netizens to give him some advice.
[Woo woo woo, the fairy love between the little deer and the little tiger]
[Xiaohu is so cute, and Xiaolu likes Xiaohu so much, but they haven't been together yet. It's simply against the will of heaven.]
Little Tiger is so cute, he actually walked all the way with Little Deer. This is a naked display of affection.
[If you ask me, Xiaolu is a bit hypocritical. She is still considering whether to accept Xiaohu at this time.]
I'm the only one who thinks Xiaolu is being hypocritical, even though she clearly cares about Xiaohu.
Xiaolu is concerned about Xiaohu's illness, isn't Xiaohu almost recovered?
[It's obviously not a disease problem. Xiaolu's thoughts are obvious. He's just a straight man who wants to save face.]
【……】
No, are these netizens mistaken? He clearly wanted them to give Xiaolu some advice, not criticize Xiaolu or praise their beautiful love. What kind of beautiful love do he and Lin Qiyuan have?
Also, calling him a stinking straight man? Who is gayer than him?
It seemed that he was destined to find no answer, so Zhou Yang went to bed cursing in his heart. This time, he fell asleep quickly and slept soundly.
*
Yan Zichen had been feeling a bit exhausted these past few days. She'd been running around trying to transfer her grandfather's inheritance, but things hadn't been going smoothly. The person she liked hadn't responded, and she didn't dare to anger Lin Qiyuan. Instead, she had someone keep a close eye on Yin Yanyan.
Fortunately, Yin Yanyan stayed at home obediently and never went out, so naturally she would not go on a date with Lin Qiyuan.
She hammered her aching leg, her eyes blurry with sleepiness. She turned on her cell phone, intending to check the messages from the person she was monitoring, but found a new message from an unknown name.
She originally thought it was a spam message and clicked it off, but when she saw Lin Qiyuan's name, she stopped immediately.
[Lin Qiyuan's crush wasn't Yin Yanyan, but Zhou Yang, the son of Lin Hai, the president of Haining Hotel.]
What? Yan Zichen sat up suddenly, her sleepiness instantly gone. Her first reaction was that the other party must be spreading rumors.
Zhou Yang? She had never heard of it.
Moreover, when did Lin Qiyuan's sexual orientation become male?
There have been so many girls pursuing him over the years, but he has never been interested in any of them. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt uneasy.
No, she consoled herself in her heart. Even if Lin Qiyuan liked Zhou Yang, it was just a temporary novelty. The Lin family was so wealthy that there was no way they would agree to him liking a boy.
She reassured herself and immediately called the unknown number on the other end, but got a message that the phone was turned off.
Zhou Yang? Zhou Yang? Yan Zichen clicked on the search bar and found nothing about him. He searched for Haining Hotel and found only information about Zhou Hai, not a single one about his son.
The Haining Hotel has only been around for a few years and is not even worthy of carrying shoes for the Lin family. The Lin family will not look down on the Zhou family, Yan Zichen thought.
*
The illness gradually subsided, and Zhou Yang returned to work as normal after he felt that he was no longer in poor health.
After handing over all the game orders from Haining Hotel last time, Lu Feng has been very proactive and has already implemented them in full at Haining Hotel in City S.
The user response was indeed very good. Because it has not been fully rolled out yet, it has only played a certain promotional role in a small range.
Lu Feng was very considerate and specifically stated that the studio’s name could be marked on the game interface to promote each other.
Although it was only on a small scale, it was in City S after all, so the studio quickly gained some fame and received some other orders.
While Zhou Yang and Song Xuhong were extremely busy, they also put recruitment on the agenda.
That day, the two were having a work lunch. Song Xuhong was tapping away on his phone while eating. After a while, a look of surprise appeared on his face. Regardless of the food still in his mouth, he shouted loudly: "Yangyang, you passed the primary election!!!"
In view of this good news, Zhou Yang reluctantly forgave Song Xuhong for his impolite behavior of spitting the rice in his mouth into his lunch box.
Since he was almost done eating anyway, he stood up, threw away the remaining food, and picked up Song Xuhong's cell phone.
All the names of those who passed the preliminary selection are published on the official WeChat public account and Weibo, with absolute fairness, impartiality and openness. In other words, once the list is released, the preliminary selections are already finalized.
Even though Zhou Yang was absolutely confident in himself and felt that there was absolutely no problem with his level, he was still very happy to see that he had passed the primary selection.
He glanced at the list of one hundred people, and when he saw the name "Zhang Mingfeng", his joy paused.
Song Xuhong caught a glimpse of Zhou Yang's expression, took the phone, looked at it carefully, and said angrily, "Sure enough, it's him! I was wondering why he would go to such great lengths to get rid of powerful people like you. He's so greedy, wanting both fame and profit. He's a soaring monkey, thinking he's going to the sky, right?"
Zhou Yang sat down and stroked Song Xuhong's fur. "We're unlucky to have run into him. But I won't let him bully me. Don't worry, I'm prepared."
*
Anxia Design Company.
Zhang Mingfeng clutched his phone so tightly that veins popped out of his hand. He couldn't understand why Zhou Yang's name was still on the preliminary list, even though he had clearly processed his application.
Of course he couldn't ask the people at the registration office, because that would prove that he had cheated on others.
In the design industry, he could see the talent among his peers. If Zhou Yang wasn't there, he could still compete, but with Zhou Yang, there was no way he could get first place.
The company's vice president Wu Zhongyi had already told him how important this competition was and how important it was to get first place.
There is no way that Zhang Mingfeng would give up the first place.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly got on the elevator regardless of the surprised looks of the people around him.
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