Fang Yan lowered the car window, and inadvertently saw a handsome punk man not far away, talking and laughing face to face with the goddess Haixin.

"Who's that guy?"

Lin Fatzi, who was sitting across the golden bell, asked inappropriately.

"I don't seem to know him, but I've been waiting here for a long time, so I guess it's Haixin's boyfriend."

Erzhu EQ is a negative score, no matter how the fat man glared at him, he still insisted on spitting out the word "boyfriend".

Squeak squeak......

Fang Yan's fists squeaked, as if he instantly comprehended the key word "close" that Lin Fatzi said, how ambiguous and hateful this word was.

He was far away, and he couldn't hear the content of the conversation between the two, how did he know that people were just pure brother and sister affection?

The early morning sky was like a mirror, but in Fang Yan's eyes, it was like a dark cloud, which made people breathless.

"Blood Collapse!" Lin Fatzi noticed that something was wrong, and sighed secretly, "Hey, I feel sorry for me." ”

Fang Yan pretended not to care, lowered his head to play with his mobile phone, but out of the corner of his eye, he always paid attention to the pair set up in the sky outside the window.

He is indeed more handsome than himself, more mature than himself, and he is also very tastefully dressed, full of wildness, and laughs like a big brother next door.

It turns out that the goddess has always been single, because she has already secretly agreed?

Suddenly, the punk man "stinky and shameless" raised his hand and flicked it on Haixin's forehead, smoothing out her bangs for her, and the action was very intimate.

With just this action, it is not difficult to see that the two are very close?

Rumble! The dark clouds broke open, and lightning flashed and thundered.

Fang Yan only felt ...... The whole sky has collapsed, and the inner shadow area is infinite.

This is the common "touching the head to kill" in idol dramas? The male protagonist touched the female protagonist's head and killed him, causing 10,000 sweet injuries to hundreds of millions of drama fans. Fang Yan was bitter and embarrassed.

Regarding the "facial description of the enemy's kidney when it was blown by a punch" in the novel, Fang Yan suddenly came to inspiration.

Yisuo sat quietly in the co-pilot, and through the rear mirror, he could see Fang Yan's demeanor at a glance, and couldn't help sighing:

"It's nice to be young, it's good ......"

Young people have enviable youthful vitality and persistent love pursuits.

Young people will always have a negative IQ in front of the people they like, they will occasionally have low self-esteem, and they are emotionally prone to masochism, as if any opposite sex around them is a threat.

Fang Yan, who has no love experience, can only be described in four words at this time - primitive stupidity.

Especially in the eyes of Qin Shuang, who had no fluctuations in his face, "It's really stupid to cry." ”

Women know women best, she just casually glances and can see that Haixin and that handsome guy are in a family relationship, why can't Fang Yan, an idiot, see it?

As soon as he thought that his first kiss was snatched away by him, Qin Shuang deliberately sat there watching the play, too lazy to give advice.

But she was still a little unbearable, and she couldn't stand it anymore, so she slammed on the accelerator and the car left this sad place.

Yisuo handed over the phone, and a live broadcast of LOL beauties was playing on the screen.

"It is necessary for us to develop a new live broadcast strategy, and it is not enough for Genesis TV to rely on beautiful anchors to attract traffic. Judging from the current registered users of our platform, when your tomb robbery officially starts, it is estimated that the audience in the live broadcast room can reach 3 million.

At present, more than half of the Internet users are game live streaming enthusiasts. Therefore, we need to drain from the e-sports circle, Fang Yan, look at this female anchor, I plan to spend 30 million to dig it up. She just happened to be in Jinling recently, and I will sign her no matter what the price takes. ”

"You feel free." Fang Yan glanced at the screen absentmindedly, indicating that he was not interested.

As everyone knows, Yisuo plans to sign a contract, but Ye Xin, the hottest "goddess of e-sports" in today's e-sports circle, is the only goddess of the hit of tens of millions of game otaku, and her popularity on the whole network is not lost to the "live broadcast sister" Haixin.

"It's decided, another day you will have a game to start a live broadcast, I will do publicity in advance, and you must also prepare in advance, and when the time comes, you will ruthlessly absorb a wave of fans."

……

……

Touching the gold captain is not worthy of a girlfriend......

Back in the bedroom, Fang Yan tried his best to code words, but Lin Fatzi and Er Zhu were frightened.

"It's okay, as long as people are busy, they won't think nonsense." The fat man lay on his side on the bed and shouted in shock, "Yo, I've got three million!" Yes, this wave is not a loss. Fang Yan, should we contact Lord Wei and go out for a wave at night? ”

"Yes. I'll update a chapter of the novel first, have a meal together in the evening, and then find an Internet café, let's go live and go black, I haven't broadcast live in Genesis for a few days, it's time to regain popularity. Fang Yan called up the memo on his mobile phone, the top three on the second page of "Deathbed Matters":

8. Finish writing a novel before you die.

9. Experience the feeling of sitting in an Internet café for five times.

10. Go to a nightclub.

I haven't even experienced sitting in an Internet café for five consecutive years, you said you went to college?

But Fang Yan has been too busy in the past few years, and he really hasn't even experienced the opening of the Internet café, and no one will believe it when he says it. My king rolls out of the Diao Silk Realm. ”

"Yes, you can do it, let's get familiar with the game operation first, so as not to look foreign when you broadcast live with the goddess of e-sports." Er Zhu mentioned playing games, and immediately became interested, "I haven't played games for a long time, I'll write a script code in the afternoon, and I'll take you to fly in the evening." ”

"Cheng, it's settled, I'll contact Lord Wei, this cargo hasn't come back for a few days?"

After that, Fat Lin jumped out of bed, opened WeChat, and directly launched a video call to Lord Wei without saying a word.

Ding Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong...... Ding Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong......

The video ringtone rang seven times in a row, but the other party did not answer.

Fang Yan was so noisy by the infinite loop of ringtones that he couldn't code words, so he simply rested for a while and waited for Lord Wei to show up.

"At this point, could it be the cannon time after lunch?"

"The old rule is that if you don't answer more than nine calls and videos, you are firing a gun. I'll be back in touch later. ”

Lin Fatzi was about to hang up, and the video suddenly and magically connected.

I saw a rough big hand appear in front of the camera, the theme room of the hotel was obviously softly lit, and there was even a hazy erotic candlelight, but his hand was like a black light and a blind fire.

Because he didn't have time to get in front of the phone camera at all, he just stretched out a hand perfunctorily from a long distance.

The hand, trembling sharply, was very nervous.

Suddenly, a demonic shadow appeared on the speckled wallpaper in the distant foreground!

A pair of huge horns rising into the sky, shaking evilly, perhaps by the candlelight to elongate and distort the image of the object itself, making this pair of horns particularly terrifying.

Almost relying on the last instinct, Lord Wei blindly touched the answer button of the WeChat video, accompanied by a few painful moans/moans:

"Help, I can't do it. I...... I'm dying, ah~ah...... Not...... Oh ho ho ho ho ...... Uh-a-ah......"

The three people on this end of the screen looked at each other, not worried, just shook their heads and sighed in tacit understanding, as if they were accustomed to it, and this was not the first time something like this had happened. Isn't it S/M? He's played it all the way too far.

"Brother Bing, are you sure you're going to die? You're going to die, right? People love your muscles and tattoos the most. Na...... Are you still either? A faint, feminine female voice came out, as if it had something in its mouth.

"Go on, don't stop, don't stop!"

Syllable!

Syllable!

Smack!

Three clear beatings in succession were the sound of a leather whip—

The second volume of "Dulan Demon Tower", the end.

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