And Song Muchen over there, that is, the big local tyrant Mizuki, heard the sound of underbeating in the live broadcast room, and the adrenaline immediately jumped up.

Just like a conditioned reflex, the cells in his whole body tensed, and he suddenly entered a state of confrontation.

This dead guy teased him drunk last time, but before he could take revenge, he suddenly disappeared, so he didn't have a lot of fun watching the duck live broadcast later.

He kept thinking in his head that if this damn guy came back to do the live broadcast, how would he teach the other party a lesson, and he rehearsed it many times.

Today is finally where it comes in!

Song Muchen almost raised his head to the sky and roared, and then began to fight.

But when he rolled up his sleeves, the phone next to the keyboard shook.

Song Muchen is also a complete mobile phone controller, as long as the screen is on, he must look at his mobile phone immediately, just like eating and drinking, it has become a terrible habit.

So although all his attention was on the guy in the live broadcast room, he still couldn't help but glance at his phone.

I smiled when I saw him.

It turned out to be a message from a good girl.

This little girl is very interesting, the last time Tang Guoqiang's shady curtain was revealed, it was the two of them who fought an excellent tacit cooperation battle, so as soon as he saw the news that it was this girl, he immediately put aside the scolding.

"Mizuki, I've found a secret again, but I can't tell you this time, \(^o^)/ ~If you guess correctly, I'll give you a reward~"

The little girl's message made him laugh.

If it was someone else, Song Muchen would definitely throw away the phone immediately out of boredom, but the other party was a good girl, so he couldn't help but have a bigger curvature at the corners of his mouth.

After thinking about it, Song Muchen smiled and quickly replied, "Watching the live broadcast, what secret makes you so proud?"

Good girl: "Well, the secret~ has something to do with the live broadcast! Don't say it, watch it seriously~"

Song Muchen looked at his phone, he didn't even notice it, and the smile on his face was even stronger at the moment.

This time, he only replied with a good word and threw the phone back on the table.

But who would have thought, as soon as it touched the desktop, the bell rang again.

Song Muchen was really stunned this time, and after reading the call reminder for a long time, he picked up the phone, "Cousin?"

"Hmm, watching a live stream?"

Song Muchen: "......"

"Cousin, you actually called me, did the sun come out in the west?" he said as he secretly made his Mizuki ID in the live broadcast room invisible.

Since his ID was exposed in front of Xue Jingtian, there has been a kind of naked rush every day......

"There's one thing that needs to be done. Xue Jingtian didn't answer his boring questions at all.

Song Muchen gouged out his ears, "You're really not polite at all, uncle!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, except for the sound of the clock moving in the room.

Song Muchen felt that a cold air was coming from nowhere, and he immediately shrank his neck, "That, you say...... As long as I can do it, I will do it!"

"Well, you go to the Rough Stone's internal website and figure out what the hell they're up to. The voice on the other end of the phone sounded as calm as water, and it sounded extremely calm, but it had a creepy taste.

Song Muchen wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, "What, cousin, what are you talking about!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone again, but this time it didn't last long, "One year residency at Kapalai Resort." ”

"Ah, I can't listen...... Ah, Kapalai, ah, it seems like the signal is good again! I seem to hear Kapalai. Song Muchen's hands resting on the keyboard shook all of a sudden.

Kapalai, one of Malaysia's many small islands, is a jewel between the blue sky and the green sea.

The whole island is surrounded by small cabins on the white sand beach and the sea, whether it is going out to sea for fishing, deep diving and snorkeling, lying on the deck chair to watch the sea turtles swimming in the sea, all kinds of tropical fish swimming happily, it is an impeccable holiday destination.

And the cabins over there are not only expensive, but also very difficult to book.

There are only about 50 wooden houses on the whole island, and there are four months of the rainy season that are not suitable for living, and it is almost impossible to find a house during the tourist season.

And Song Muchen had long heard that Xue Jingtian enjoyed the right to live in a luxurious wooden house all year round, and he had to knock on the side almost every year, hoping that this extravagant cousin could invite him to live there.

Anyway, he is so busy filming, what a waste of emptiness.

"A year. As soon as you can find some useful information, I will mail you the key, even in the rainy season you can live on it and enjoy the beach and ocean of an island to yourself. "The voice on the other end of the phone was like a fatal temptation.

Rao is Song Muchen is not short of money, and he has also been to the islands of the Maldives, but he still can't stand up to a one-man island, this kind of imperial temptation.

"Ahem, what information do you want, can you tell me more details......

At this moment, Song Muchen had already left behind the guy who killed a thousand knives in the live broadcast.

When he goes to Kapalai Island, he takes his super notebook with him, lies on the white sand beach, and treats this guy carefully while admiring the sea view.

For him, nothing compares to this corrupt life.

Of course, after hanging up the phone, Song Muchen remembered and leaned in, "When did I get exposed? Do I look particularly idle? Do I look like a very awesome hacker?"

Song Muchen, who was gearing up, just like that, with a yearning for the future, began to write a small program, ready to hack into the inner net of the original stone.

"What's useful information? Well, I'll have to think about that...... Hey, it's too much work, just pack it all up!"

……

For a whole month, Lin Rong was shuttling back and forth between the three big crews.

She has at least more than 300 scenes with dialogues in one play, staying up late and adding more scenes to newcomers, giving them more opportunities to perform, reducing her appearance rate, and finally rushing out the drama as if she was vomiting blood.

The TV series "Step by Step" was completed.

The TV series "Give Me Time for Another Song" was completed.

The movie "Summer of Seventeen" was completed.

"The baby is tired, tomorrow is a day off, I want to sleep hard, don't do anything!" Lin Rong, who finished eating the finished meal, collapsed on the back seat of the nanny car almost immediately, and couldn't even move his little finger.

Lai Lai, who was beside her and carefully helped her buckle her seat belt, had a sad face, "Sister, you're all resting, won't you broadcast live in person tomorrow?"

"It's okay, isn't there a little lady? just keep changing, let me rest. ”

"Ah, but the little lady...... I'm about to be killed by live broadcast fans......" Lai Lai's face was full of worry, "I heard Sister Tracy say these days, and some fans have called the studio and asked who the latest live broadcast is, and they are going to send blades." ”

Lin Ronggang's head straightened, "Ha, amazing!"

An author who is not sent a blade is not a good author.

Lin Xiaotai, she really has her style~