Yi Cheng's phone vibrated on the table. He quickly picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.

I guess it's that little cigarette.

He pressed the answer button and put the phone to his ear: "Hey, who?"

Heavy breathing came from the earpiece, and after a while, a pleasant woman's voice sounded, obviously suppressing her anger: "Yi Cheng?"

This voice seems to be Song Jiaqi?" You are...... Teacher Song?"

"Yes, the Chinese class and the physics class have changed classes today," Song Jiaqi paused and said, "Where are you, come to the classroom immediately." ”

Yi Cheng complained bitterly in his heart, and hurriedly said, "Teacher Song, I didn't mean to skip your class. ”

Song Jiaqi didn't make a sound for a while, and the sound of breathing became a little worse, and after a while, she said, "Come to the classroom immediately, and talk about it when you get to the classroom." After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Yi Cheng put away his mobile phone in a daze, and the barrage in the live broadcast room had already flown up: "It's over, Xiao Xianrou has been caught skipping class." ”

"Anchor, your teacher's voice seems to be a woman, don't be afraid, give your teacher's phone number to my brother, and my brother will help you settle her." ”

"666, it turns out that Xiao Xianrou is still a student. Is it a high school student?"

"Did you just know? Xiao Xianrou took the college entrance examination this year. ”

"Yes, it's April, and Xiao Xianrou is still playing live broadcast?

Yi Cheng was a little annoyed: "Don't say it, say it again, I'll turn my face." That's all for today's livestream, see you tomorrow. After saying that, he turned off the live broadcast.

At this time, his mobile phone vibrated again, and Yi Cheng connected it without looking at it. "Hello?"

"Little Xianrou, guess who my sister is?" a lively and playful woman's voice sounded.

"Goddess of Smoke, do you have any advice?" Yi Cheng's mood was affected, and his voice was lazy and not very polite.

"Hehe, I don't dare to advise. There's just a question that I hope to get an answer to from you. ”

"You want to ask me why I didn't join a professional team? Yi Cheng continued to prevaricate with his original rhetoric.

"No, no, no, my problem is not this," Chen Yanjiao smiled, "I want to ask you, why do you want to start a live broadcast." ”

"Of course, for peace and love......," Yi Cheng said lazily, "do you think I feel sick in the head?"

"Not really. ”

"Oh, that's certainly not for peace and love. Two words, make money. ”

Chen Yanjiao laughed: "It's so straightforward. ”

"That's it. I like to be straightforward. ”

"Then I'll be blunt," Chen Yanjiao's tone became serious, "Have you ever thought about how much popularity your live broadcast room will rise if you join a professional team with a strong topic? How much additional income will it bring you? Have you considered the huge prize money of the competition? There is also an advertising endorsement fee, a professional e-sports player with excellent appearance conditions like you, do you know how much your advertising endorsement fee starts?"

"Well, I know," Yi Cheng thought for a moment, "What are the requirements to join your team?"

Chen Yanjiao was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that less than a tenth of her carefully prepared rhetoric had been spoken, and this little fresh meat had already been disarmed and surrendered, which suddenly made her feel like she had enough strength but punched the cotton.

"So, in fact, you really do live streaming just to make money?"

"No, in fact, I just played Avengers to make money," Yi Cheng smiled, "so you don't need to talk to me about ideals and dreams, just talk about money." I need a lot of money, and if I can make 10 million in a year, I can do anything. ”

"You...... My family is sick and needs a huge amount of surgery fees?" asked Chen Yanjiao tentatively.

Green veins burst out on Yi Cheng's forehead. It's a lot of work to talk to a woman. "I just like money, can't I?"

"I also like money, and there's nothing wrong with liking money," Chen Yanjiao smiled again, "I'll send you a sample contract." ”

"Okay, send me QQ mailbox, and take a look when you have time. It's okay, I'll hang up first. Yi Cheng was still thinking about being reprimanded by Song Jiaqi. Hey, it's hard to do, it's a trivial matter to make a beautiful woman hold a grudge, I'm afraid that she will tell her parents. If such a thing really happens, it will be an obstacle to your plan to make money from live streaming.

Chen Yanjiao said: "Don't worry, there is another thing to discuss with you, if you agree to sign a contract, we will not announce it to the public for the time being, but there will be a series of hype plans." For example, find a few national service gods to find you alone, so that you have enough heat, and then announce the success of signing a contract with you. It's a win-win situation for you and our team. ”

"Totally understood, let's do it for now, I'll think about it before giving you an answer. ”

"Finally, I will tell you a piece of news," Chen Yanjiao said mysteriously, "You are about to attack the strongest king, right?"

"Well, I've already drilled 1, and I'm almost at the same time, and I'll play the qualifier soon. ”

"There are a few masters who say that they want to teach you a lesson, and they are ready to snipe you, so that you can't be the king, you should be careful. ”

"Thank you and goodbye. Yi Cheng doesn't care about this news at all, anyway, if he can't be the king, he can make money live broadcast. He hung up the phone, quickly cleaned up, and headed to school.

……

When he walked to the door of the classroom, Song Jiaqi was analyzing a modern short article, and he didn't raise his head, and said lightly: "Come in and sit." ”

Yi Cheng noticed several gloating eyes, and he didn't care, and returned to his seat.

A ball of paper fell from the sky. "You're dead. The old woman was so angry just now. ”

Yi Cheng wrote a line and threw it back. "You said if I showed her this note, which of the two of us would die first?"

After Liu Rupeng saw it, she was so frightened that she quickly tore up the evidence and smashed it, and wrote a new one and threw it over. "Why are you like this! You can do such a thing as a small report! I guess I'm wrong!"

Yi Cheng smiled. After class, without waiting for Song Jiaqi to shout, he walked straight to the podium. Song Jiaqi stuffed the laptop for courseware into a pink bag and glanced at him: "Come to my office." ”

"Good. I'll help you carry it!"

"No, I don't. ”

"I'll come," Yi Cheng snatched Song Jiaqi's pink computer bag and said earnestly, "Teacher Song, where is your office?"

Song Jiaqi gave him a blank look, as if to say, "I've been in your class for so long, you don't even know where my office is?"

But what she said was a bland sentence: "The Chinese teaching and research group on the fifth floor." ”

Yi Cheng followed Song Jiaqi upstairs "in a proper manner", staring at her buttocks wrapped in a dark gray professional skirt openly, as thrilling as a ripe peach.

Women have a keen sixth sense, and Song Jiaqi didn't need to turn around to feel that two burning eyes were falling on her sensitive parts, and she was suddenly a little uneasy and irritable, but it was difficult to say it directly.