Shen Yan quickly opened it, and then spit out a sip of coffee, which wet the document in front of him.

[Shen Yan: Hahahaha, I'll go, you don't even know this? 】

Huo Yu pursed his lips and decided to solve it by himself.

Just as he opened the search engine, Shen Yan's message came over again:

[Shen Yan: It means that XX becomes hard and has interest. 】

Huo Yu: ...

His eyes were fixed on the small screen, and his eyes gradually became gloomy.

Although he knew that everything was a malicious hilarity from netizens, he still couldn't help feeling nauseated.

After a moment of silence, he called the public relations department.

"Late night," Su Tang climbed down from the bed after replying to Wen Yunzhi's message, "Why do you want to quit? I was watching it with gusto."

"Damn it," Fu Ling also lay on the bed and looked down, her eyes glittering with envy, "Is it true what they said, is it true that someone has bad intentions against you? Then promise them."

Xia Wan finally recovered from the shock, still a little unbelievable.

"How much did they vote just now?" he asked uncertainly.

"I'll do the math," Fu Ling called out the calculator, "YZ voted 1,000 first, then 2,500, and HY voted 2,000. Maybe you quit when he was about to vote another 3,000, so The final result is 5,500, which is five hundred and five hundred thousand yuan when converted into RMB."

"Wow!" After Fu Ling reported this number, he was stunned for a moment, "A lot."

Summer evening also feels a lot better.

Not much, but too much.

It's not that he hasn't seen money. Before he came, their house was no worse than the current Xue's house.

Before that, he had no specific concept of money.

After all, money can't buy his health, it can't let him eat the food he wants, and it can't let him go out to play...

It was not until after he wore it that he gradually had a more specific concept of money.

This amount of money, both for the tipper and the tipper, is too much.

Make him feel flustered.

"In the future," his brows furrowed, for fear that the two of them would fight endlessly, "Can I still broadcast live?"

"Broadcast, why don't you broadcast?" Su Tang hated the iron and said, "Other anchors would have been so happy when they encountered this kind of thing and begged Dad to give me more, why are you so unpromising? ?"

"Let me tell you," Su Tang continued, seeing Xia Wan still frowning, "Maybe people are rich, and they spend millions of dollars, just like you usually buy a lollipop with one dollar. Not only will you not feel distressed, but you will be extremely happy because you buy something you like. If you quit like this, you will not only feel sorry for the fans who are waiting to watch your live broadcast, but also deprive people of the joy of giving rewards. Just say it, you Did you do it right?"

"Of course it's wrong," Fu Ling said angrily, "You are too much, late."

Xia Wan supported her cheeks, and after a while, she wondered, "Isn't it right?"

"BINGO!" Su Tang said with relief: "Next time you encounter such a situation, you will be kind enough to sell them a piece of candy, won't everyone be happy?"

"Yes." Fu Ling nodded frantically, "Tangtang is amazing, isn't it late night?"

Xia Wan always felt that something was not right, but after thinking about it for a long time, she found nothing, so she nodded and said, "Yes."

Su Tang's enlightenment was very useful. Xia Wan slowly used up the rest of her lunch, washed her brushes and climbed onto the bed to take a nap with Fu Ling on her head.

He hadn't had a good rest for a few days, but his breathing became even longer in a moment.

On the other hand, Fu Ling, the impact of the number of about 5.5 million was too strong, and he slowly calmed down after tossing around for a long time.

After they both fell asleep, Su Tang quietly opened her eyes.

He glanced at Shen Xingkong's empty position, then quietly climbed down from the bed and walked to Xia Wan's bedside.

Xia Wan slept soundly, Su Tang quietly grabbed his ankle, carefully clipped a few nails, and put them in a sealed bottle.

Then he returned to his bed and sent a message to Xue Wenzuan: "Brother, come here."

The author has something to say:

Happy Christmas Eve everyone, there are red envelopes distributed in the comments in this chapter.

In fact, this chapter should be more complete together with the next chapter. I originally wanted to take a leave of absence and update it tomorrow, but I think it's better to update it first, QAQ

In addition, the comments in these two chapters are relatively concentrated, and there should not be so many in the future, but there will be a little bit when it comes to live broadcast.

Chapter 41 The naked back pulls out smooth and beautiful muscle lines with the movement.

After a dark and sweet sleep, Xia Wan was finally awakened by the ringing of the phone.

He stretched out his hand dazedly, and touched it several times before taking the phone into his hand.

"Hello." The heavy sleepiness and tiredness made his voice become lazy and sticky, scratching his ears for no reason.

Huo Yu looked at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, resisted the urge to scratch his ears, and paused for a while before saying, "Are you resting?"

"Yeah." Xia Wan replied in a daze after a while. Even if he didn't see it, Huo Yu could imagine how sleepy he was and couldn't open his eyes.

He raised his wrist to check the time, but it was only 3:30 in the afternoon, so he was indeed early.

"Go to sleep." Huo Yu whispered, "It's nothing."

Xia Wan hummed again, but the phone didn't hang up.

For some reason, Huo Yu held the phone in his palm and didn't mean to hang up for a while.

I thought that Xia Wan had slept again, but after a while, there was a commotion from the opposite side.

It's like turning over and changing clothes.

A voice came faintly: "Wan Wan, are you awake?"

"Well." Xia Wan still had a lazy voice, accompanied by a small yawn, "Zero, what time is it?"