Chapter Eighty-Five: Don't Want Me to Be Angry.
Luo Qing's heart moved, and he looked up at Leng Bingru.
Suddenly I felt a little inferior.
Although she has always regarded herself as cute and sweet, in front of a cold and gorgeous beauty like Leng Bingru, she suddenly felt that she was so imposing.
"That's... This..."Luo Qing didn't know what to say.
Leng Bingru shook her head helplessly: "Then forget about fried rice." ”
"Wait. Luo Qing shouted.
"Don't want to eat fried rice anymore?" Leng Bingru asked.
"It's not like that, it's just..."
Leng Bingru had already made her way through the crowd and went to place an order.
"Luo Qing, I hate you! ”
"I feel like I'm out of love, and I can't sleep listening to the voice of the goddess, it's so uncomfortable. ”
"Oh my God, my mentality exploded. ”
... There was a wail in the live broadcast room.
Despite the time difference between West and C.
This group of people couldn't bear to sleep, they just wanted to look at Leng Bingru again.
"Calm down, everyone, I'll take you to her later. Luo Qing said.
"Big fat chicken x10. ”
"Big Fat Chicken x23. ”
... The gift was instantly swiped.
A big fat chicken costs 100 RMB on the Tiger Fish platform.
In just a few minutes, Luo Qing harvested hundreds of big fat chickens, plus a bunch of small gifts.
At the same time, Leng Bingru also came back with fried rice.
Seeing that Luo Qing was holding something in his left and right hands, he kindly arranged a corner seat for her.
"Wow, the goddess is so beautiful, and people are kind. ”
"Protect our goddess. ”
"Goddess, I love you. ”
"No, I'm going to country X too. ”
... The barrage was densely floating.
After Leng Bingru arranged a seat for Luo Qing, she prepared to leave.
"Wait a minute, can I ask for a phone number?" Luo Qing finally mustered up the courage to ask.
It rained gifts again in the live broadcast room.
Leng Bingru smiled warmly: "Next time, see you when you have a fate." ”
"Crit 9999+. ”
"I can't forget that smile. ”
"No, I feel like I can't love anything in my life. ”
"Alas, the toys of the rich, the goddess of the poor. ”
... The live broadcast room was full of wolves.
Luo Qing cut back to the point.
After all, he is a food anchor, and eating is the most important thing.
"Okay, today I'm going to reveal to you whether the fried rice in this restaurant is as magical as it says on the Internet. Luo Qing said and pointed the camera at the fried rice.
The color is golden, the rice grains are crystal clear, and it looks no different from ordinary fried rice.
The audience in the live broadcast room took a look at the fried rice.
didn't care much, and talked about Leng Bingru again.
Luo Qing was not deviated, picked up the spoon in the bowl and scooped up the fried rice and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly, and a tearful feeling swept through his body.
"Mom... I miss you. Luo Qing finished taking a bite of food, closed his eyes and cried.
A group of people in the live broadcast room exploded again.
began to praise Luo Qing's acting skills.
At the same time, people who are interested in taking screenshots also began to study emojis.
"Mom, I miss you so much. Luo Qing muttered again, but his memories were suddenly interrupted.
Luo Qing hurriedly took another bite of fried rice, and the memories floated by like a slide again.
Luo Qing was brought up by his mother since he was a child.
My father worked outside the home for many years.
Until Luo Qing was sixteen years old, his mother died of illness.
After that, Luo Qing fell into low self-esteem for a while.
If it weren't for the rise of the live broadcast industry, it is estimated that she would not have been able to get out of that shadow.
"Luo Qing, are you alright?"
"Luo Qing, don't cry, my heart is broken. ”
"Luo Qing, let's not mention that Leng Yan young lady. ”
"Luo Qing is the cutest, I said it with my conscience. ”
... A group of people in the live broadcast room began to comfort Luo Qing.
Luo Qing swallowed the fried rice, took out a tissue from his pocket and wiped his tears.
"This fried rice is really heartbreaking to eat. Luo Qing said, but the speed of eating became faster.
The kind of painful, heart-rending memories.
It's what she doesn't want to face, and it's something she can't escape and doesn't want to forget.
At this time, Cao Wei was still busy in the kitchen.
Have absolutely no idea what the hell is going on outside.
Almost eighty percent of the people were in tears, but they couldn't bear to let go of the fried rice and put it in their mouths one by one.
... Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.
There was still a long queue outside the door, and Li Liao prepared twice as many ingredients today.
But in just five hours, it was all gone.
"I'm sorry, everyone. "I'm running out of ingredients for today. Cao Wei walked out of the kitchen and preached embarrassedly.
The hearts of a group of people who were still in line were a little broken.
But I had no choice but to leave.
Cao Wei lay lazily in front of the counter.
Ask Li Liao to lock the door after sending off the remaining guests.
At this time, Yang Qingguo walked behind Cao Wei with a serious expression.
"You bad boy, can you have a little conscience?" Yang Qingguo suddenly yelled.
Cao Wei jumped up in shock.
Looking back, it was Yang Qingguo, touching his chest and saying, "Old man Yang, do you want to scare me to death? Be careful that no one will cook noodles for you in the future." ”
"I'm scared to death! That's light, my old man hasn't shed tears for more than ten years, just because he ate your bowl of fried rice, and his tears are about to dry. Yang Qingguo's face was unhappy, but his heart was unusually relaxed.
He has always been haunted by his wife's death and can't forget it.
It wasn't until I ate Cao Wei's bowl of fried rice just now that I understood what it meant to really let go.
"Tears?" Cao Wei looked confused.
Yan Qiu came over and said, "Xiao Cao Cao, don't you know, just now the store was about to cry into a sea, and a group of people were holding your fried rice there and weeping in pain. ”
Cao Wei: (⊙ˍ⊙) A look of surprise.
"Is that an exaggeration?"
"Yes. Luo Qing walked out of the toilet at this time.
Pointed the camera at Cao Wei.
The popularity of the live broadcast room has risen to two million.
When the audience saw Cao Wei, they immediately exclaimed that Cao Wei was handsome.
Cao Wei glanced at Luo Qing: "Who are you?"
"I'm a food anchor on the Tiger Fish platform. Luo Qing introduced himself.
Cao Wei's expression was cold, and he asked, "Then have you finished eating?"
"Well, the fried rice is delicious. Luo Qing said.
"Xiao Liaoliao sent off guests. Cao Wei shouted.
Li Liao immediately ran over: "This young lady, the store has closed, please go out." ”
Luo Qing was stunned.
For the first time, I was a cute little self.,I'm going to be driven away by a group of people.。
"Can I not go?"
"Reason. Cao Wei's face was cold.
It's not that he hates anchors, it's that anchors are coming.
It is likely to become a place for influencers to check in.
I guess I'll be more tired when the time comes.
"I can increase your popularity and make your store more popular. Luo Qing said.
"Drive him away!" Cao Wei shouted.
Zhao Xiong walked over honestly, picked up the girl and walked out the door.
"Let go of me, let go of me. Luo Qing struggled.
Cao Wei said with a look of disdain: "Do you want to be more hot?
Luo Qing was stunned.
The audience in the live broadcast room launched a barrage again.
"The boss is very inflated. ”
"The boss really starred in his true colors, exactly as described in the last article. ”
"The boss is so handsome, I'm going to give you a monkey. ”
"Poor Luo Qing. ”
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