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    His eyes were fixed there, and he asked softly, "Are you still satisfied?"

    "Satisfied, satisfied." Xia Wan rarely evacuated safely, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

    For Huo Yu, he has always been generous with praise, "The name of the young master is very good, and it is a perfect match for my design."

    "Really?" Huo Yu asked lukewarmly.

    "Yeah." Xia Wan nodded heavily.

    At this moment, the screen had been left far behind, and Xia Wan noticed that along the way, the billboards on both sides of the road were also graphic propaganda for this set of accessories.

    "The eldest young master is really fast." Xia Wan watched for a while, and praised him unconsciously.

    "Are you fast?" Huo Yu smiled and looked out the window. The car drove fast, and the billboard quickly moved backwards, "Today is actually the first day it will be launched."

    Success or failure is here, not only to be fast, but also to attract everyone's attention.

    Only when the first shot was fired would Yan Yu have a chance to turn over completely.

    This is a fast, accurate and ruthless battle, and he can't bear to procrastinate. In fact, he has always felt that it is still slower.

    All the way to the hospital, the billboards about "Fate" never stopped.

    After noticing the details, Xia Wan discovered that Yan Yu's promotion of this product was also from the perspective of "bonding".

    It's almost the same as Charlie's propaganda idea.

    He was vaguely surprised that Yan Yu had only been taken over by Huo Yu for a few months, yet Xuanfa had already achieved such a sophisticated level.

    If the entire company is in this state, how could Yan Yu be unable to turn over?

    When they entered the ward, Aunt Zhang had just left.

    Xia Chengzhang was sitting on the head of the bed listening to Zhang Ruicheng chatting with the family members of the patients in the next bed.

    The patient in the morning has been discharged from the hospital, and now Zhang Ruicheng is chatting with a new face.

    "Why are you here again?" Xia Chengzhang was a little surprised to see them, "Uncle Zhang is here, you don't have to keep running this way."

    Huo Yu put down the fruit in his hand: "We happened to pass by here when we got home. Let's come in and have a look, and leave right away."

    "Yes." Xia Wan sat next to Xia Chengzhang with a smile, "Do you eat fruit? Dad?"

    "Don't eat," Xia Chengzhang shook his head and said, "I just ate."

    When Xia Wan heard the words, she was going to cut one for Zhang Ruicheng.

    Seeing that he was always on his side to block his injured finger, Huo Yu immediately reached out and took it, cut the fruit and handed it to Zhang Ruicheng.

    "Go back," Xia Chengzhang started rushing people after cutting the fruit, "Go to school tomorrow, go to work, don't waste time here."

    Xia Wanben just wanted to come over to take a look, and when she heard the words, she stood up.

    "Dad," Huo Yu asked, "how long have you been sitting, do you need to lie down?"

    "Hey," Xia Chengzhang said with a smile, "I've been sitting for quite a while, and Lao Zhang's feet are not very good. You two help me lie down."

    Just as Xia Wan was about to bend over, Huo Yu grabbed his shoulder: "I'll come."

    He said that he couldn't help but take a step forward, bent down to half -ring hug Xia Chengzhang, and put him steadily.

    Xia Wan watched him move, and didn't realize that he thought of the shirt he replaced today.

    An inexplicable movement climbed up the heart quietly.

    If Xia Wan's heart appears sharply in his heart, if he finds the object he will look for in the future, it can treat Xia Chengzhang like Huo Yu.

    The waves of the day of the day were undulating, and the summer night was almost fell asleep in the bathtub.

    After coming out of the bathroom, he opened the computer while blowing his hair and checked his email.

    The mailbox seemed to be stuck, and then the unwanted email of the black body kept squeezing in. After the screen was quickly lined up, it continued to enter.

    Looking at the "cooperation] in front of the email title, he realized that all these emails should come from his live broadcast platform.

    Xia Wan turned back to pull the phone out of the backpack. In the chat software, the dormitory group had been topped to the top.

    Unexpected information is constantly increasing.

    Based on the strong summary ability of the roommates, Xia Wan chose to open the chat group first.

    It coincides with Fu Ling just sent a screenshot and is the number of fans of the summer live account.

    However, in just half a day, it has become more than 7 million from more than 3 million jumps in the morning.

    Xia Wan was shocked, his hands trembled, and his phone almost fell to the ground.

    [Xiaotian zero:@【【【, in the evening, do you know that you are bursting, not fire, it is explosive, it is explosive. .

    [Xiao Tian Tang Guo: Heeping. Jpg]

    [Iceberg face: Please. .

    Xia Wan was too late to reply, and he quickly exited the chat group and turned on his live account.

    As soon as the live account is opened, almost all labels have red 999+

    Xia Wan trembled and opened in turn, and then spit out two words without feeling: "I rely on!"

    At the same time, the mailbox finally calmed down.

    Xia Wan looked at it, and there were more than a hundred unparalleled emails.

    Although there is no time to pick up so many business, the summer evening also feels it.

    He excitedly opened the dormitory group:

    [Big bowl of sweet tea: I'm hot! .

    [Little sweet zero: Cat wipe sweat .jpg]

    【Xiao Tian Tang Guo: White Eyes.jpg】

    【Iceberg Face: ...】

    [Big bowl of sweet tea: But how do I get angry? .

    Xia Wan really didn't know how he was hot.

    After the nap, he took care of rushing to paint, and was afraid that netizens would scold him for cutting off the live broadcast, so he endured not to surf the Internet.

    For the rest of the time, because he was with Huo Yu all the time, he didn't even think about looking at his phone.

    Besides, this live broadcast accident is actually similar to the last time. The traffic that should be brought has already been brought last time, and the water splash will only be smaller than the last time.

    At the same time, Huo Yu also clicked into Xia Wan's live broadcast account.

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