This is the reason why Su Chen received a large reward from the two women.

He must never have dreamed that Yin Sha and Feng Yu came to his live broadcast room to get on the boat because they were in trouble and were uneasy.

At this time, Su Chen, who didn't know that the manuscript was gone, was still happy to complete the draft.

After drawing the face code, he specialized in red pupils and silver, and it was about ten o'clock in the evening before he finally completed three sketches.

At this time, the audience's popularity stabilized at the early three million, and among the millions of viewers, there were even many cartoonists among them, staring at Su Chen, who was painting, without saying a word, trying to steal the other party's skills or something.

But it's a pity that only three pictures were painted, and these cartoonists couldn't see anything.

[This painting skill is also too godly, worthy of Mao Bao]

【Cute】

[Completely able to rush]

Enjoying the pleasing finished product, the barrage is also full of praise.

After that, there was still more than an hour before 12 o'clock.

After spending time writing a few scripts and letting a few voice actors play improvised dubbing for a while, it was almost off the air.

"Okay, it's 11:40 now, and there's still twenty minutes left before the next broadcast, and in this last time, I won't broadcast any more content, so I'll be lazy and chat with everyone here."

spread his hands, and he really thought that the effect of this live broadcast was good.

So, you guys shouldn't mind touching a fish in the last twenty minutes, right?

[Isn't it? This is about to be broadcast]

[MMP watched Mr. Mao Xuewang draw, and I felt that time passed too fast]

[Time management failure]

[Where has the time gone~]

[Overnight live broadcast is recommended]

[Mao Bao will broadcast it to everyone for a while, it's rare to have such an interesting live broadcast, and it is estimated that the brothers will have to switch to recording and broadcasting at the end of the broadcast]

"There's really nothing more to broadcast." Su Chen, "Why don't you order a song on the barrage, and then I'll let the CV teachers sing it for you?" ”

【？？？ 】

[I thought you were going to sing]

[Shameless old thieves will bully CVs]

【Classic Call CV】

[It's okay to broadcast next, but remember to take off the mask]

[Allies, don't be open! 】

After talking to the barrage ghost for 20 minutes, it can be regarded as the last time to be over, Su Chen breathed a sigh of relief, finally said hello, and planned to go off the air.

But before it was broadcast, the barrage was 10,000 reluctant.

This Mao Xuewang has not broadcast live once for 800 years, and finally had a live broadcast for one night, and they don't know when the next live broadcast will be, which makes them really not want to let each other go easily.

Even, a user of the Admiral member tried to communicate with Su Chen, saying that he planned to build a fan group and invite Su Chen himself to join the group in the live broadcast room.

This made Su Chen not feel anything, anyway, his QQ group was enough, and there were countless messages every day, and he didn't mind one or two more.

As soon as the shield is opened, there is no prompt sound, who do you love.

With the exception of a few more important editors and writers who have set special concerns, all other news is not to be disturbed.

It's just that after the barrage proposal, the users in the live broadcast room were directly lively, and began to play a lot of group numbers on the public screen, wanting Su Chen to join.

Looking at the full screen of group numbers, he almost looked stupid.

It turns out that these people have built so many groups behind their backs?

Although this aroused Su Chen's interest to a certain extent, the live broadcast was almost over, and Su Chen didn't search for anything, and after saying in the live broadcast room, "Private message message group number, wait for yourself to add", it was completely off the air.

The live stream is finally over.

Looking at the darkened computer screen, the staff relaxed a little, and Store Manager Xu also came over from behind the scenes.

Speaking of which, Emperor Xu is still quite satisfied with this live broadcast, not to mention that the subscription attention of "Death note" and several cvs in the background has more than doubled, and the popularity of Su Chen's live broadcast room is also very terrifying.

Some fly in the ointment is that the game of Hong Kong Trick Record, it's a pity that I didn't even finish the first chapter in the live broadcast, but fortunately, the reaction of the other party to the game is very interesting......

Especially the first high-energy ejection start, which made Store Manager Xu, who was watching the live broadcast in the background, laugh.

He felt that it was the first time he had laughed so happily, and the whole person seemed to laugh like he had a stroke.

Sure enough, happiness is all based on the pain of others.

The greater Su Chen's reaction, the brighter the smile on the audience's face.

He didn't expect Su Chen's reaction to be so big, and he directly filled the live broadcast effect.

"Everyone has worked hard, and this live broadcast is very successful."

"It's really hard, I'm sleepy."

Su Chen yawned unceremoniously.

"Can I go to sleep now?"

He is really sleepy now, the day's schedule is full, after coming to the magic capital to go to the bookstore, he went straight to the lightning strike library, and Yuzu had a hard time, made a three-day appointment, and rushed to station B non-stop to discuss the arrangements for the live broadcast.

It's really a busy day except for eating.

Now he just wants to find a comfortable hotel, go inside to pamper the bed, close his eyes and sleep, fall asleep, and play chess with Zhou Gong.

"Okay, you can wait a minute, and then I'll take you back to the hotel." Store Manager Xu.

"No need, you tell me the address, I'll take a taxi myself." Su Chen glanced at Store Manager Xu with disgust.

It's done so late, and the other party must be in the company to talk and do the finishing work, and when he finishes it all, it is estimated that it will not be after one o'clock in the morning? Su Chen couldn't afford to wait.

"You're alone? No problem? ”

"You're my child?"

"Yes, then you take a taxi alone and go first, I booked the xx hotel xx room, and you can just say your name when you arrive." Store Manager Xu waved his hand.

"Uh-huh."

So Su Chen changed his clothes and left alone satisfied.

Instead of going through the main entrance, he chose the side door, which was relatively close, and he took a shortcut all the way to the street.

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and it was pitch black outside the office.

There wasn't a single figure on the street, except for a car passing by every now and then—as it should have been.

However, after seeing the situation on the street clearly, Su Chen was directly in a lot of spirits.

Can anyone tell him what this is?

Why are there several groups of people scattered at the gate of the company, just like the queue in the vegetable market to buy special eggs?

That's right, at this time, on the road opposite the entrance of Bilibili, several groups of people gathered, as if they were waiting for something.

There was a group of students with video recording equipment, chatting and laughing across the road.

？？？

Could it be that this is the live-action version of the soul exploration team?

Is there anyone named Jiahui among you?

Su Chen came behind a group of people with some curiosity and casually patted one of them on the shoulder.

"Brother, what are you doing squatting here at night? Is the anchor of the supernatural program group? ”

……