After saying this, the black gauze ball seemed to be asleep, and no longer bothered Wei Kun.

It wasn't until Wei Kun used his third finger that it reluctantly roared.

"It's going to be a long time, you're more anxious than that bad woman!"

Long. It refers to the fact that after Zhenzhen is touched by the black gauze ball, the process of transformation will take a long time.

As for who the bad woman is talking about......

Wei Kun didn't dare to look at the face of the red-clothed female corpse at this time, for fear of seeing a distorted black vortex again.

There is not much information, but one thing is that it can be stonehammered.

That is, the relationship between these ghost employees is not very harmonious, but more like a relationship of mutual checks and balances and constraints, which is good news for Wei Kun.

Midnight slots are coming.

The daily live broadcast of the top anchor Honghong is about to begin.

Wei Kun didn't care about it, when would that cow Zhenzhen become flat-chested and black......

Started to scramble to prepare for tonight's live broadcast.

Lights, fills, lenses, and the Pikachu headgear he just bought during the day.

Wei Kun originally wanted to get a set for the female corpse in red, as a safety insurance for accidents, but the female corpse in red seemed to be able to sense Wei Kun's thoughts, and slowly turned her head one hundred and eighty degrees, looking at him expressionlessly.

The action was awkward.

It seems that Honghong, who has a cheerful personality, does not like to wear a hood......

He had no choice but to abandon the idea.

Officially launched.

The live broadcast screen shows two long legs with black stockings, and above is the Liyue Yunhan Society, the current leader of the "Yun Jin" Peking Opera style, with a group of smoke clouds and phoenix tails, purple and white, which is very ancient and beautiful.

Under the light, the legs are twisted, just to show the perfect warm curve.

Men know men best.

Wei Kun lay on the carpet that the camera couldn't see, no matter how tired he was, when he felt the faint gaze above his head wandering on him, as if he was examining which part was the most delicious, he couldn't help but feel refreshed.

First, the cliché opening remarks were taken care of by Li Xiaoya, who was on call at any time.

"It's on, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Li Xiaoya read the script written by Wei Kun, into the microphone, and read carefully.

She is not the original sound at this time, she is still reprocessed by the ghost mirror, and then broadcast to the sound source in the live broadcast room.

Li Xiaoya's original voice is not very good, and she is called a dumb sister by the live broadcast audience and Sister Zhou, but her voice in the ghost mirror is only described as amazing, and it is a bit condescending.

Her voice trembled slightly.

Suddenly near and far, like a naughty girl, shyly telling her heart.

The breath is clear and audible, provoking the heartstrings of the listener, as clear as the gurgling water, pleasant, eloquent, and reverberating into the bottom of the heart.

Li Xiaoya faithfully plays the character of "a sensitive young girl who is not deeply involved in the world".

"Hehe, my brother won't let me open the camera, and the thought of so many people looking at me makes me have a fever on my face and I don't dare to speak......"

It's vulgar!

She scolded in her heart, but looking at the reaction of the barrage, the audience will eat this set.

The more mysterious Honghong is, the more intriguing this character is, firmly grasping the emotions of the audience.

"The audience is all friends of Honghong......"

Wei Kun, you brute!

Li Xiaoya endured the strange electric shock of the microphone, her breathing gradually increased, and she tried not to make any strange hmm-ah sounds.

It was as if that sneaky current ran down her wrists, forearms, arms, and then around her delicate collarbones, wandering around the binary tree. Another obsessive-compulsive player who plays Diablo must explore the dark map, attack every underground cave, and kill its boss to finish.

What about the microphone that you meowed?

"Mmmm, thank you Brother Dark Green Sandalwood for the 10 super rockets that let you break the bank......"

Black-hearted capitalists, can't they even afford to replace a leaky peripheral after making so much money?

Li Xiaoya's resentment towards Wei Kun became deeper and deeper, and she was so angry that she couldn't hold back that anger anymore, her body suddenly trembled, her face turned red with anger, and she pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Someone suddenly asked in the barrage.

"Where's your guild's yarn? She also pulled a warm-up ticket for you today......"

Li Xiaoya took a deep breath, reluctantly sat up, and looked at the barrage, her face full of question marks.

She suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart.

Yarn ......

Where did the little sassy hooves come from!

Li Xiaoya made an excuse to temporarily turn off the voice. With a black face, she called Wei Kun.

She seemed to be questioning the negative man, and complained.

"Boss, when will the company have a female anchor named Shasha?"

Wei Kun glanced at the red-clothed female corpse who was absorbing the popularity and was satisfied, and then looked at the "black long straight" lying on the ground like a dead dog, sighed, and said.

"There are no female anchors."

"Huh?" Li Xiaoya smiled angrily: "The barrage has said everything, you still want to quibble!" Office gold harbors, huh? I came first, and I'm not inferior to those women in terms of beauty, and I obviously said that I would be next, how can you-"

Wei Kun sighed again. "It's a man."

Li Xiaoya was speechless, and after a long time, she said slowly: "Boss, I understand, I know why I didn't get popular before......"

"What did you figure out?" This time it was Wei Kun's turn to be curious.

"Because I'm often not perverted enough to be out of step with you and the audience. It's all devils, it's all brains, they just want to have fun, they don't care if there's a hand-cranked tractor handle under their skirts......"

Li Xiaoya was enlightened and changed her ways.

"Boss, in fact, I can also pretend to be a man's ...... before"

"You'd better do what is in front of you first."

Wei Kun couldn't stand Li Xiaoya's strong competitiveness and self-motivation, he said perfunctorily: "When I find a suitable voice and housing manager, I will let you be the big heroine, a big project with tens of millions of investments, O is not OK?" ”

He didn't lie to Li Xiaoya this time, he really had a project.

When the money from Qiu's clothing arrives, and then mentions the income from the recent live broadcast, it will start immediately.

"The surname is Wei, if you lie to me again, I won't let you go."

"Something else? It's okay to continue the live broadcast, and the audience doesn't brush gifts anymore. ”

"I have one more condition."

"Say, pay increase or welfare? It's not okay to take a leave of absence. ”

“…… Can you change that leaky microphone for me! It gave me electric numb again today! ”

"Raise wages? No problem, double next month...... Hey, hey, hey? The signal is not good, and I will give you back ......"

Wei Kun hung up.

Joke!

Employees are all about sharing the pressure for their bosses!

Isn't it just that it was "electrified" twice, and a few pieces of meat are indispensable.

Compared with what happened to Wei Kun, the ghost mirror couldn't be more gentle to the girl.

He shook his head, leaving the memories behind him.

After two hours of hard work on the floor, he was able to complete today's live broadcast task, and he was just about to get up, when he suddenly felt something touch the back of his neck.

My heart was shocked, and I raised my head suddenly!

Wei Kun's gaze met a pair of beautiful purple eyes, and he finally saw that it was the female boss's Qianqianyu hand that touched his neck......

The corpse of the woman in red has moved!

It's trying to get closer!

His heart shook wildly, and he took five steps back, opening a safe distance from the female corpse in red.

Wei Kun looked at the corpse of the woman in red with palpitations, realizing what the problem was.

"Obviously, the current popularity can no longer satisfy its greed! To be more popular, more people must "watch", otherwise it will attack me sooner or later! ”

The corpse of the woman in red did not succeed, and resumed her posture of hiding her face, as if nothing had happened.

Wei Kun looked at the live broadcast statistics, the highest popularity of 970,000.

He knew that if he wanted to let his sister in red settle down, he might have to think of more ways.

Then.

The "black long straight" on the carpet woke up slowly, sat up, looked around blankly, and finally fell on Wei Kun.