"Good evening! Anchor, it's okay! What happened just now?"

"Hey, where is the anchor?"

"It feels like you're on a bus!"

"Good evening, streamer!

Seeing Ding He appear in the live broadcast room again, everyone greeted each other and cared about it.

"It's okay!That's right, the anchor is on the bus! Because he was kicked out, he will have to change places to broadcast live in the future!" Ding He didn't think about those troubles, and said to the live broadcast room with a smile, "I'll wronged everyone today, I'll be in my own nest for a while, and I'll make up for today's live broadcast! Tomorrow I'll find a place suitable for outdoor live broadcast!"

"It's okay, anchor, as long as you sing, you can be anywhere!"

"Yes, little brother of the anchor, what I like is your person, you can broadcast live anywhere!"

"I'm looking forward to it, what does the anchor's residence look like?"

"The anchor said that he was single, and the residence must be like a kennel!"

The concerns of the old irons in the live broadcast room were a little wrong, and they had a heated discussion about Ding He's residence.

"You don't have to be curious, you can see it in a while, I hope you won't be too disappointed!" Ding He responded to the barrage with a smile.

On the bus, after a long time of idleness, I finally arrived at the station. Ding He held his mobile phone in one hand, the live broadcast equipment in the other, and the guitar behind his back, just like a migrant worker entering the city.

"Is this a nice neighborhood?"

"As a native of Pujiang, I have heard of this community, a high-end community!"

"Is the anchor living here?

"I'll be able to see the anchor's kennel soon, I'm looking forward to it!"

The old irons in the live broadcast room are all very curious about Ding He's residence.

Ding He looked at the barrage, did not explain, and was ready to give Lao Tie a fright, and walked towards his residence with his things.

"Old Tie, the building in front of you is it!" Ding He deliberately said vaguely, not saying where he lived.

"That's good, little high-rise!"

"Anchor, how many floors do you live on?"

"This building is quite magnificent!"

"I'm curious, what will the anchor's kennel look like?"

Through the camera, fans in the live broadcast room saw that the building Ding He was talking about was a small European-style high-rise building, with about seventeen or eighteen floors.

Ding He held back a smile in his heart, thinking that when he knew where he lived, the old iron would be stunned. came to the front of the building, Ding He entered the door opening code on the intercom at the unit door.

opened the door of the unit, Ding He entered the door with the equipment, and tiptoed to close the door. Because Ding He's movements were too light, the voice-activated lights in the corridor were not lit.

"Anchor, what are you doing?"

"It's so dark, what bad thing does the anchor want to do?"

"I didn't expect the anchor to be this kind of person!"

"Come home, your mother told you to go home for dinner!"

Fans in the live broadcast room looked at the black screen and kept ridiculing with barrage.

The main Ding He got used to it, and when he saw the barrage, Ding He came back to his senses and stomped his feet hard, so that the voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up.

"That's not right, anchor?"

"Where are you going, anchor?"

"How do you go down?"

"Did you take the wrong staircase?"

Fans in the live broadcast room looked at Ding He, walked towards the stairs down, and reminded them one by one.

Ding He didn't dare to speak, for fear of waking up the other residents, so he didn't put down his things until he came to his residence. He took out the key from his pocket, opened the door, picked up his things and entered the room, turned on the light, and closed the door with his feet.

"Whew...... It's here!" Ding He entered the room, put his things down, exhaled, and then said to the old irons in the live broadcast room, "This is my kennel!"

Ding He took his mobile phone, walked around the room, and took pictures around. Although Ding He's room is quite small, although the sparrows are small, they are well organized and tidy. The bed belongs to the bedroom, the computer desk belongs to the study, and the toiletries are placed next to the door, which belongs to the washing room.

The room is small and crowded with things, but it doesn't look too messy and looks orderly. This is mainly thanks to Ding He's mother, who cultivated Ding He's independence since he was a child, tempted Ding He with pocket money, and let Ding He clean up his room and wash his clothes. From childhood to adulthood, it has become a habit.

"Anchor, you...... That's it!"

"This seems to be an underground storage room, can it be inhabited?"

"I suddenly feel so happy!"

"Anchor, do you live in the basement?"

The veterans in the live broadcast room were shocked, and they couldn't imagine that the anchor actually lived in the basement.

"Calm, where to sleep is different, just have a bed!" Ding He listened to everyone's complaints, and did not have a special feeling, but comforted everyone with words, and said with a smile, "As I said before, I did a trick at the beginning, and the salary was very small, so I can only live in the basement!"

"Anchor, do you have a window in that basement?"

"How do you feel the sunshine down there?"

"I didn't expect the anchor to have such a hard time!"

"The anchor's life is so inspiring!"

The old irons in the live broadcast room are rich and poor, but no matter how poor they are, they will not live in the basement, which is unacceptable.

Ding He installed the live broadcast equipment, adjusted the angle of the mobile phone, and then said to the live broadcast room: "That's right, there are no windows in this room, so it's very stuffy, the anchor changes clothes!"

After Ding He finished speaking, he turned around and came to the bedside, and took out a thin shirt from the folded closet. With his back to his phone, he took off his jacket, revealing the tight vest underneath. The vest is very slim, clinging to Ding He's body, outlining Ding He's toned upper body.

Ding He has a very well-proportioned figure, he is not the kind of muscular man, and he does not have the kind of bulging muscles. But Ding He's body is slender, looks very strong, and there is no fat. Due to the hot weather, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Ding He's body, which shone slightly under the light, and he looked very strong.

"Wow, the anchor looks very thin, and his figure is so good!"

"No wonder that day, the anchor played several of them, what kind of committee was that!"

"Anchor, I like you more, I'm going to have monkeys with you!"

"It's really thin in clothes, fleshy in undressing, and the anchor has a powerful figure!"

"I looked down at my big belly and cried silently!"

The veterans in the live broadcast room were excited when they saw Ding He changing clothes, especially the female fans, who were quite excited.

Ding He changed into a thin shirt, returned to the live camera, and said to everyone: "What happened just now, thank you for the gifts!

"Okay, let's sing it, I can't wait!"

"New song, new song, come on!"

"Anchor, I want to have monkeys with you!"

"I feel a little inferior after seeing my figure, and when I hear the anchor singing, I want to commit suicide!

Fans in the live broadcast room have waited for so long, and they can finally listen to the new song, and they are very excited, and the barrage small gifts keep floating on the screen.

"Okay, let's sing my new song for everyone!" Ding He looked at the subtitles and said with a smile.