Chapter 17 Standing in Line, Holding the Number Plate of Love

It's like throwing a piece of bread crumbs into the fish pond. The fire stickers that had started to stop gradually during working hours suddenly boiled again.

By the time Ye Wan finished washing and took the buns for breakfast, there were already more than ten posts related to her in the front row of "Fish Pond".

Some black fans said, "I bet 50 cents, he is a man! Do we really think that we have six characters written on our faces, 'He is stupid, he has a lot of money, come quickly'? Just wait for him to be stripped and withdrawn from the Internet!!"

A passer-by said, "A live broadcaster, not to mention a small streamer like her, is the few in the head. Who dares to say that they don't turn on the filter? Isn't this something that Zhou Yu is willing to fight Huang Gai and suffer. Let it go, don't give the other party a chance to attract fans."

There are also those who hover between passers-by and fans, "Can I say that I haven't slept all night? The female anchor of the 18th all-around is really not covered, especially the bricks with her bare hands, and the demon concubine last night, but Yan It's sweet but soft and cute, and there's also some inexplicable secondary school, I'm a little fan of her... Never mind, see you at eight!"

There are also iron fans trembling in vests, "My Wan Wan is really cute. Come and take a look, just take a look, and you will definitely be like me, queuing up, holding the number plate of love and waiting for her to turn the green one .Don’t pick me up, I’m getting out!!!”

...

Ye Wan glanced at the live broadcast room again.

Oh!

incredible!

150,000 fans have doubled to 380,000!

The morning wind blows, the war drums beat, who is afraid of whom in this world?

Ye Wan is gearing up.

"Ye Xiaowan..."

Ye Cheng, who was eating a donut, puffed his face, and there was still some icing on the tip of his nose, "Will they be miserable?"

"Who... who?"

Ye Wan raised her eyes with a puzzled expression on her face.

Xiao Baozi pointed to the phone, then to Ye Wan, "You're smiling wickedly now, I don't know if I should sympathize with myself or them first."

In the evening, Xiao Baozi had an answer.

"Ye! Little! Late!"

Ye Cheng, who was carried to the shower in the bathroom and was about to take a shower, put his hands on his hips, "I! No! Yes! This! What! Early! Sleep!"

Supper at five, storytelling at six, it's only seven o'clock, and it's bright outside, so he has to go to bed?

"Ye Xiaowan, it's easy to have indigestion when you're full and go to bed. Indigestion will cause a stomachache. If my stomach hurts, I will cry, and then you will have a headache!"

"Are you sure you don't want to take me downstairs for a walk to digest food?"

Ye Wan poked his stomach with a smile, "I checked my eyes, no need!"

The little bun said angrily, "Ye Xiaowan, you..."

Pia!

With a soft sound, the little bun touched his little butt, his face flushed red, "Ye Xiaowan, a gentleman speaks but doesn't move! No, you are not a gentleman. Then... Confucius said do not despise evil!"

"Then take a bath obediently!"

Putting the towel where he could get it after taking a shower, Ye Wan turned on the shower.

The sound of water was splashing, and I heard the sentence "Sure enough, only villains and women are difficult to raise", Ye Wan turned around, and the little bun had already closed the bathroom door with a bang.

The water vapor blurred the glass door, and the half-human figure of the little guy gradually became hazy.

Against the backdrop of the dim light, it looks extraordinarily miniature.

If home is still...

There was the sound of playfulness that could be heard through the door when Dad took him to the shower, and every time at that time, Mom would shake her head helplessly, with a happy and doting smile on her face.

With hot eyes, Ye Wan opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ye Wan entered the live broadcast room on time.