Chapter 133: What Is Our Slogan?

That is, it is very easy to run into various criminal incidents, and will also be involved in them, such as the upcoming welcome party, I am afraid that the chance of running into criminal incidents will increase......

With the host's great physique bonus, eating jujube pills, it can almost imagine the scene that will appear, and the lively freshman party will become a murder crime scene in a blink of an eye.

Well...... It's like the last time I went to which village for a spring outing.

As soon as 114's words fell, Yan Bai bit the small spoon with cream in her mouth, turned her head and looked up at 114, she didn't show any eagerness, but slowly reached out and took the spoon down, and ate the last bite of mille-feuille in the box, like a well-fed pet, showing a satisfied expression of foodie, looking cute and cute, and then opened her mouth to 114.

"Hmm, is there something wrong......" Yan Bai looked at 114, his eyes were big, and they were like a pool of clear water, looking at the end, looking at 114 with a smile.

“O ( ∩ _ ∩ ) O ~ …… No, the host is big, I just want to ask, when the time comes, I want to start the live broadcast ~ "

"Well, of course it's on~"

114 looked at Yan Bai's expression, and instantly recalled a more important thing, its host is very different, the brain circuits of snake spirit disease are all different, how can you worry about something, after all, its host is the biggest hobby...... It is......

Do things, do things......

Think about the audience in those live broadcast rooms in the future, and they also created a fan association belonging to Yan Bai, and the association's membership slogan is......

What is our slogan?

Do things, do things, do things!

It's probably bound to a fake host.

……

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and what Yan Bai did every day began to become very regular, he came to school in the morning, after lunch at noon, there was a dessert sent by Ji Baimo to send someone to eat, and after class in the afternoon, he went to rehearse the stage play prepared by their class with Ji Ruyu and others.

……

The day before the freshman party, the Ji family.

"Why did you come home so late after class during this time, what are you busy with, kid?" Ji Ruyu's mother, Ji Hanyan, looked at her son distressedly, holding a bowl of boiled soup in her hand and placing it in front of Ji Ruyu's table.

"Mom, I'm preparing for the freshman party, and this time our class has prepared a stage play, which is in rehearsal. Ji Ruyu said to her mother Ji Hanyan.

"Isn't your seventh and third class very chaotic, why did you unite to make a stage play this time?" Ji Hanyan looked a little surprised.

"Because ......" Speaking of this, Ji Ruyu thought of Yan Bai, her face softened a little, and she was about to speak, when she suddenly ......

“… Step on... The sound of footsteps on the ground on the ...... leather shoes came down from upstairs, and each sound seemed to hit the tip of a person's heart, making the air stand still for a moment, and Ji Ruyu and the others, who were sitting below, looked up.

The first thing that catches my eye is a black coat, straight and slender, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, a perfectly proportioned figure, with an innate nobility in her gestures, and a pair of peach blossom eyes hidden under the lenses are looking down.

Ji Baimo's blood-colored lips rose slightly, and his big knuckled palm was placed on the handrail of the stairs, slowly tightening and rubbing, and speaking in a somewhat lazy voice.

"Ruyu, what a freshman party. ”

"Uncle......" Ji Ruyu quickly stood up, looking a little nervous.

The other servants present lowered their heads the moment Ji Baimo came out, not daring to look at it again, with deep awe and fear in the depths of their eyes.