In the first month, at home during the Chinese New Year, Ouyang Xun was asked by Meng Zhi to do a live broadcast.

Ouyang Xun said: There is nothing to say.

Meng Zhi: "As long as you turn on the live broadcast and sit there, fans will come to leave a message, and you can pick some questions to answer when the time comes." ”

What Meng Zhi thinks is that I'm not afraid that you won't have anything to say, but I'm afraid that there will be too many messages from fans, and you won't have time to read a question at all.

The live broadcast started on time at eight o'clock in the evening on the third day of the first lunar month, in his composition room.

As soon as he entered the live broadcast room, before he started the live broadcast, he found that the comments were so fast that he couldn't read clearly.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Ahh

"50 seconds countdown. ”

"Hello everyone!"

"Hello!"

"Forty-second countdown. ”

"Bet on whether you can see Mrs. Ouyang today. ”

"I bet I can. ”

"Yes. ”

“+1”

"Thirty-second countdown. ”

"I'm so excited, I'm so excited!"

"Ouyang Xun is willing to do a live broadcast, and his sister-in-law must agree. ”

"Twenty-five seconds countdown. ”

"It's coming, it's coming!"

"Twenty-second countdown. ”

Ouyang Xu didn't wait for their ten, nine, eight, and seven, and directly entered the live broadcast room.

"The hell is on!"

"Ahh

"Brother Xun, good evening!"

"Brother Xun, Happy New Year!"

"Hello, Ouyang Xun!"

"Happy New Year, brother!

A series of greetings frantically swiped the screen.

"Hello. Ouyang Xun greeted everyone.

"Brother Xun is in the company? I saw the microphone. ”

"Is Brother Xun in the recording studio?"

"It's too dedicated, woo woo woo, are you still working for the New Year? ”

"Brother Xun, pay attention to your body and rest more!"

Everyone turns on the condolence mode.

The messages in the live broadcast room are like this, wave after wave, and some people are also cloudy, after all, if you don't follow the crowd, the words of the original way - second sinking. It's better to be consistent with the majority, idols will definitely answer, and then there will be an illusion that they are being flopped.

"At home, in the composition room. Ouyang Xun replied concisely.

"I remember the last time Ouyang Xun said that he liked to compose music with his sister-in-law, did his sister-in-law have one with him today?"

"Brother Xun composed music with his sister-in-law today?"

"Is my sister-in-law in the composition room in the afternoon?"

"Well, she's here. Ouyang Xun also found out that he didn't need to find a topic at all, and netizens asked questions one after another.

Meng Zhi also stayed in front of the live broadcast, and it seems that the effect is good. The number of people in the live broadcast room is also skyrocketing.

"What about my sister-in-law?"

"yes, what is my sister-in-law doing now?"

"I want to see my sister-in-law!"

A new wave of problems, "sister-in-law" swipes the screen.

"She's in the shower. ”

"What? actually let her take a bath alone??? Ouyang Xun fixed his eyes on the ID: Soaring Seagull.

Seagull, the name of Apgu-jeong CP powder. No wonder he would say such a thing, Ouyang Xun was not surprised.

How dirty the girl in the fan circle is, how fast the car is, after getting to know Xia Yao, Ouyang Xun learned that it was a group of heroes who were even more heroic and intimidating than the heroes of Liangshan.

"Brother Xun, in fact, we can wait for an hour and come back to the live broadcast at nine o'clock. ”

"Yes, yes, we don't mind. ”

The audacity of a seagull brings countless seagulls to take off.

"Be careful when you speak, there are still minors watching the live broadcast. ”

Some Chinese sturgeons are reminded. A disagreement involves ten. Eight. Ban topics, what should I do if the platform doesn't let Ouyang Xun do live broadcasts in the future.

As we all know, after Ouyang Xun got married, he deliberately reduced his itinerary, and today's live broadcast right should be used as compensation for not showing his face enough times before.

If you can't see a real person in 3D, it's great to see a fresh 2D.

Ouyang Xun waited for this wave to pass and did not answer.

Why not. One. Rise. Wash. He had planned to do that.

As long as Ouyang Xun is at home, Xia Yao has the opportunity to take a bath alone...... Not much.

***

This afternoon, halfway through writing the song with Xia Yao, Ouyang Xun was quite satisfied with the first half of the song completed together, hugged her to her lap and kissed her, kissing her, and the atmosphere changed subtly.

Xia Yao pushed him away - it was afternoon, and he was still in the studio, and the time and place were not right.

Ouyang Xun doesn't care about your time and place.

Time, it doesn't matter. Location – isn't that new and more exciting?

So, the composition room, on the spot.

Xia Yao is still angry.

Ouyang Xun knew her sensitive points well, so when Ouyang Xun insisted on "attacking", Xia Yao was always powerless to resist, and finally became the one who took the initiative to ask.

Wait until QY retreats, and reason will return.

For this reason, Ouyang Xun aggrievedly "accused" her: she didn't recognize anyone after sleeping.

Xia Yao said that she would not enter the studio again this month and would not compose with him.

"The child's milk powder money. Ouyang Xun reminded her.

"No children. Where did the child come from. You can compose music at your leisure. Xia Yao gave him a ruthless back.

***

Ouyang Xun didn't answer, and several witty netizens took the lead in changing the topic.

"Brother Xun is preparing for the next album?"

"When will the next concert be officially announced?"

"Will there be a European leg for the concert?"

The topic was gradually brought on the right track, and finally he began to care about his music career, and Ouyang Xun's speed of selecting questions to answer began to speed up.

"The date of the new album is TBD. It's still early. ”

"The next one will be officially announced after the year. ”

"There is the European station. ”

For the next half hour, netizens and him have been discussing music, concerts, schedules, and work.

During this period, there will be a screen licking speech insertion.

"Ah, did anyone take a screenshot of the eyebrows just now?"

"I have![Raise your hand.jpg] Sister self. ”

"Love you!

"Damn, I just raised my eyebrows, and I'm gone. ”

"I'm gone, too. ”

Ouyang Xun: "......"

Raise eyebrows, someone is gone. grabbed the hair, and some people said "it's gone". Drink water, some people say that the moment the Adam's apple rolls she is gone. Lick. Mouth. The lips, tongue and lips are all boasted out of the sky.

Ouyang Xun had a headache. Dare to love him, he can't do any actions in the live broadcast. Helpless, he pressed the bridge of his nose, and netizens were overwhelming with "ahhh

Ouyang Xun: "......"

Netizens are really, there are a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty, all of them are Rodin, why don't you see another work comparable to "Mona Lisa's Smile"?

After all, compared to the ability to "discover beauty", Rodin must be willing to bow down.

Xia Yao didn't know that Ouyang Xun was live broadcasting.

In the afternoon, after ** ended, she never stepped into the studio again, nor did she pay attention to Ouyang Xun, made a sandwich by herself, and read a novel in the bedroom. Ouyang Xun wanted to ask her if she wanted to show her face during the live broadcast at night, but found that the door was locked......

In the dining room, the dinner given to him was quietly placed on the table - not too heartless to starve him.

Netizens have been chatting harmoniously with Ouyang Xun about work, so no one mentioned Xia Yao, and occasionally a new person in the live broadcast mentioned a few words, and the second sank. Ouyang Xun didn't see it.

Xia Yao, who was temporarily forgotten, took the initiative to "find a sense of existence", but Ouyang Xun didn't expect it.

The door to the studio suddenly opened, and she was wrapped in a knee-length bathrobe, her long wet hair hanging down to her waist, still dripping.

When there is only Xia Yao at home, Ouyang Xun will not lock the door during working hours.

"Husband, my text. Chest. Isn't it here?"

She took a shower and prepared to do her laundry, but she searched the bedroom and bathroom but couldn't find Wen. Chest. Then I thought that it was probably because of Ouyang Xun's bird in the afternoon. Beast, text. Chest. Taken off in the composition room.

Ouyang Xun looked at the computer, Xia Yao thought he was still working, and walked straight in, not paying attention to the computer screen, let alone deliberately avoiding the camera.

"Damn, what did I hear?"

"Text. Boobs here?"

"Isn't this a composition room?"

"Upstairs, you forgot that Brother Xun just said that they were composing music together in the afternoon. ”

"Oh oh oh oh

"Pinch your fingers, this matter is not simple. ”

"It's exciting. ”

"It turns out that Ouyang and his wife are so affectionate. Interesting. ”

"I blushed. ”

"Will you use studio props?"

"Fasten your seatbelts. ”

"Overspeeding, overspeeding. ”

Ouyang Xun: "......"

"Husband, you help me find it. Xia Yao walked over and pushed him, and his face entered the mirror in an instant.

"Ahhhh

"Why is the skin so good!Can you let my sister-in-law come to the live broadcast to share her skin care experience?"

"Damn, my sister-in-law is so thin in a bathrobe. Such a thick bathrobe. ”

"The waist is so thin. Envy. ”

"I envy Ouyang Xun even more. There is a mouthful. ”

"??? sister, you're going to be ticketed. ”

"If you exceed twice the speed, you will be deducted 12 points. ”

Ouyang Xun was about to get up and help her find it.

"Oh I see, on the ground. ”

Under the table. She crouched down and slipped in to pick it up.

"Watch your head. Ouyang Xun disappeared on the live broadcast screen, bent down to protect her head with his hands, and his voice was gentle that he didn't even notice.

He had always spoken to Xia Yao in this tone, and the two of them had become accustomed to it, and they didn't feel anything wrong.

But netizens are obviously not used to it.

"This voice was made by Ouyang Xun?"

"Oh my God, it's so gentle. ”

"It wasn't for me, but I listened to it well. No. Collect. Leg. ”

"I ...... I'm gone again. ”

"Ahem, didn't anyone pay attention to my sister-in-law's words? ”

"I'm me, I've noticed!"

"Me too!"

"The intensity of the battle can be imagined. ”

"The world of adults. ”

"Minors are asked to leave the chat room consciously. ”

"I'm going to have a nosebleed. ”

"Ask under what circumstances it will go to the ground. ”

"Ouyang Xun is talking about being careful. So make a bold guess that the thing was under the table. ”

"Dare to ask under what circumstances that thing will go under the table. ”

"As long as it's intense enough. There is nothing that cannot be done, only the unexpected. ”

"From the chair, to the table, to the floor. ”

"The kind that can't help but get carried away. ”

"I don't know what heaven and earth are. ”

"One must die, and I want to die. At. You. Body. on the kind. ”

Meng Zhi: "......"

Don't broadcast live in the future. Or the live broadcast location must be set in the company.

After picking up things, he got up and caught Ouyang Xun, who was seriously overspeeding: "......"

What he thought was: This group of netizens is a bit interesting, and they guessed eight or nine and did not leave ten.

Xia Yao picked up the text. Chest turned and went out.

"What are you going to do?" Ouyang Xun called out to her.

"Go put your clothes in the washing machine, by the way, can you watch the live concert recording?"

Look at yourself? He never looked at himself.

"Don't look. Ouyang Xun replied without thinking about it.

"Then I'll see for myself. Then she brought it to the door.

"Wait. ”

Hearing the sound, the door was opened again.

"I suddenly wanted to see it. Wait for me for a while, and I'll be fine. ”

"You've said you've never watched your concerts. Xia Yao thought that it would be better not to watch it together, lest he make her unable to concentrate by using his hands and feet on him.

"Retrospective reflection is the only way to progress. Now I have the responsibility of a family. ”

The reason for watching together is high-sounding.

Meng Zhi: "......"

Speaking is more beautiful than showing off the flowers.

Netizen: Ouyang Xun is going to accompany his wife, and the live broadcast will definitely end.

Sure enough, in the next second, Ouyang Xun said goodbye to this screen and exited the live broadcast room without hesitation.

"Ouyang Xun!" Xia Yao's voice came from the bedroom, "You didn't tell me that you were live broadcasting!"

Ouyang Xun walked into the bedroom and saw her sitting cross-legged on the bed with a lot of heating in the room, and she was only wearing a suspender nightdress.

sleeping, Ouyang Xun only allowed her to wear a sundress, and she bought other pajamas once, and Ouyang Xun lost them once. can't be so wasteful, Xia Yao had no choice but not to buy other styles.

Ouyang Xun's reason for doing this: take it off. Rise. Come. Convenient.

Xia Yao swiped her mobile phone to know that Ouyang Xun was doing a live broadcast, and she accidentally entered the camera, about "Wen." breast", netizens discussed for a while, but there was no fuss, and it was not sent to the hot search, after all, this topic is somewhat personal, and everyone is gradually adapting to the degree of affection and dog food mode of the Apguting couple.

"You're not in a cold war with me, so I didn't tell you. ”

Ouyang Xun thought that she had accidentally entered the camera, and he was angry, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous.

He has been an artist for ten years, so he doesn't care about this, but Xia Yao is an outsider after all, he has just graduated, and he has never seen the winds and waves of society.

"Do you know what a sinful thing it is to miss the live broadcast of idols!!