The beauty of the fishing department holds the script of the crematorium

Chapter 56

The live broadcast system will automatically display that "user xxxx" has joined the live broadcast room.

Meng Jiao glanced at the screen while fishing for crayfish.

There were only a few people watching coming and going, and the small group felt like meeting each other by chance, and immediately greeted them warmly.

[Long time no see, brother! ]

[We all thought you were going to abandon the anchor! ]

[Yeah, the host has so few fans, you are very important]

Meng Jiao also greeted: "Hi, long time no see."

Everyone flashed a series of question marks.

[? ? ? ?The anchor forgot to turn off the microphone! ]

[Anchor, your voice is so nice, I thought you were a sloppy nerd, sorry]

[Anchor, why don't you talk more, with this voice, you will definitely be popular]

Meng Jiao was stunned for a moment, and found that the small red mark of the microphone on the computer was blinking, and realized that he might have accidentally turned it on, so he immediately turned off the microphone and typed.

[Sorry, forgot to turn off the microphone]

It is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality, and water friends protested:

[Talking on the mic]

[You are really sorry for us if you don’t speak! ]

[Woooooo anchor, we've known each other for three months, and you've been out of touch to this extent!Is our relationship so insignificant in your eyes!You won't even talk to us!I really broke the defense!I'm really crazy!Who knows! ]

A series of deep "I understand".

There were obviously only a dozen people, but in a short period of time, hundreds of people fought like chicken blood.

Until the list one voted for a luxury cruise ship, postscript: [Everyone respects his meaning]

Ok.

Everyone stopped.

Continue watching Meng Jiao fishing for crayfish.

Meng Jiao replied to him: [Thank you]

At that time, when he opened a new live broadcast room abroad, nothing arrived. As long as he played games on a computer, he did not buy external equipment such as microphones, and the audience did not raise any objections. He simply continued the tradition of not turning on the microphone.

It depends on his mood whether he can't open it next time.

Meng Jiao took the opportunity to download the broadcast.

He laughed, and instead of looking for Jiang Yuenian, he went up to say hello after noticing that the profile picture of No. [-] on the chat page of the software lit up: [Hi~ You added me back!Give me an account number, and I will return the money to you! ]

The other person didn't say much harsh words, and refused as always: [No need]

Ugh.

Pushing and pushing is meaningless, so Meng Jiao can only give up and turn to chat mode:

[Internet addiction is very effective, we have not seen you for a long time]

The other party replied:

[It's not internet addiction, it's something else]

[but about to fail]

Meng Jiao sent an emoji of "Maomao regrets" and tried to give some suggestions:

[If that hobby is harmless, maybe it's not a big deal]

After a few minutes the other said:

[It's not a hobby, it's someone who is very important to me, because it's too important to touch]

Meng Jiao did not continue this topic, but instead said:

[Brother, are you in City A?Do you want to meet up? ]

It took a few minutes for the other party to reply: [How do you know...]

Meng Jiao showed a sly smile, and the tip of her canine teeth touched her lips: [The landscape photo of your avatar is on the Ferris wheel in city A, I have been there]

I went with Jiang Yuenian.

[coincidence. ] He typed the words slowly.

By the way, I changed the remarks to Jiang snail.

Shrunk in the shell and refused to come out.

Should we change our strategy?

……

After Jiang Yuenian looked at the screen to confirm that Meng Jiao would not reply, he dropped the phone and blocked his eyes with his arms in a slumped manner.

The light is blocked, the field of vision is dimmed, and the light source that stayed on the retina before turns into a piece of beating white light, flowing hazily.

In such a quiet environment, he felt that his heart was still restless.

This account was registered after he asked Sui Qing to help find out that Meng Jiao had newly opened a live broadcast room. He quietly looked at the villain charging into battle on the screen, and he could imagine that Meng Jiao in front of the screen should be lazily manipulating the mouse and keyboard. Just like the scene he saw in Meng Jiao's villa before.

He couldn't clearly know that it was Meng Jiao but didn't say anything, and finally attracted Meng Jiao's attention with the movement of giving gifts.

Meng Jiao thanked him very politely.

There will be occasional exchanges in the future.

Why is that?

What's the point of pretending to be a stranger.

he does not know.

But the moment he received Meng Jiao's reply, all his desires were indeed relieved for a moment.

All he knew was that he was ill.

There are not so many coincidences in the world, only his deliberate deliberation.

Every day when he didn't see Meng Jiao, he repeatedly rehearsed how to restrain himself so as not to appear so gaffe and not cause trouble to Meng Jiao if he saw Meng Jiao.

He even sneaked abroad once...

On the day when I finally saw Meng Jiao for the first time after such a long time, the familiar and clear figure, the backflow of blood and the beating motion of the pulse under the blood vessels all over his body, swept across Meng Jiao like a fleeting shadow.

A very successful disguise.

Even when he signed the contract with someone later, no one noticed that his hand was about to lose strength to hold the pen.

Then Meng Jiao found him suddenly, asked "Does your wound still hurt?", and hugged a large bouquet of roses the next day.

While he was happy because of Meng Jiao's sweet talk, he wondered whether it was Meng Jiao's compensation for his injury.

Worrying about gains and losses like that makes him not like himself at all.

Meng Jiao was always a gust of wind to him. He waited for Meng Jiao to pass by and wished for Meng Jiao to stay, but he was afraid that his wish would bind Meng Jiao.

When he quietly tried Meng Zhenhua's question about how long Meng Jiao would stay in City A, Meng Zhenhua teased him with a clear and clear look, and finally shrugged and let him ask Meng Jiao himself.

Before asking, he had already presupposed that Meng Jiao was still living in the hotel and would leave at any time.According to Sui Qing, Meng Jiao may continue to study abroad after graduation.

Jiang Yuenian moved his wrist away and sighed.

The cat nimbly jumped onto his lap and nestled into a ball automatically. He smoothed its fur and touched the pendant on its neck.

The shell shape is shining with a silvery luster, and it is almost polished when you take it and wear it.

"Little Moon, can I be brave again, at least don't give him such a bad impression before he leaves."

The little cat stared at the shit-shoveling officer who was talking to himself for a while, then meowed twice as if he was scolding someone.

Meng Jiao suspended the business of sending flowers in person today, and ordered a bunch directly, and asked the flower house to help deliver them to the office.

In the morning he has his own business to attend to.

In the past when he traveled abroad, besides eating, drinking and having fun, he also did some serious business.

With a big enough reputation in his own life, and some experience accumulated from his previous life to this life, Meng Jiao made friends with many artists, and opened up channels based on the goodwill he got, and then seriously negotiated interests.

They agreed to exhibit their paintings to Meng Jiao.

Surrounded by businessmen, I have learned some business experience through my ears and eyes, and I am a little itchy, so I want to give it a try.

Meng Jiao's next goal for himself is to open a gallery.

In the past two days, he has signed two or three artists with great potential that he knew when he participated in the competition before, contacted several foreign artists, and then decided on the scale of the exhibition.

It's pretty busy.

When he was confirming the venue, he just received a call from Tu Ge, and told Tu Ge about his arrangement during the chat.

Tu Ge is very supportive: "Come on, Jiaojiao! The most handsome man in business!"

"The follow-up needs to be publicized and contacted by the media..."

Before Meng Jiao finished speaking, Tu Ge immediately slapped his chest loudly: "Don't worry, leave it on me, I have been in business for many years for you!"

Knowing that the other party's addiction to drama has broken again, Meng Jiao laughed and said "Thank you".

After the two of them briefly finalized some general procedures on the phone, Tu Ge turned to the chat session: "Are you planning to stay in City A?"

"Well, all the important people are here, so let's focus on this place." Meng Jiao nodded.

"When I think that I am the important person, I feel elated." Tu Ge is very self-aware, with his tail raised to the sky, "But the other heavyweight didn't see you in person and heard that he was depressed all day."

"Did Sui Qing sue you?" Meng Jiao teased back.

Tu Ge muttered: "Yeah, you tell Jiang Yuenian to be nicer to my man. My man is timid and can't stand being scared."

Meng Jiao took the microphone away because of the young couple's obscenity: "Really? I think he is courageous to follow you, and he is quite bold. Are you two betting on us?"

Sure enough, the last time when I was testing the progress of chasing people, I said that I leaked something, and Meng Jiao found out that something was wrong. Tu Ge tried to get away with it: "Oh, Sui Qing and I just care too much about you, a small bet on love, a way for you to reconcile Add a little spice."

Meng Jiao poked a hole in his words: "That's what you two are interested in."

Tu Ge made a fuss: "What about you two and us, don't be so clear-cut, you're more of an outsider."

Meng Jiao laughed softly.

Tu Ge's ears burned from laughter, and he muttered, "How can Jiang Yuenian stop it!"

It's been more than a week since he made the bet, Jiang Yuenian is so hard-hearted, he really can't understand!

"Jiaojiao, how did you find out that you like him?" Tu Ge asked.

Meng Jiao thought for a while.

At first, it was from time to time when I was abroad that I recalled the fragments of Jiang Yue Nian.

That person occupied his life like a boiled frog.

There are many people who are good to him, Jiang Yuenian doesn't have to be the only one.

But in itself, Jiang Yuenian is an independent person who is good enough to be liked.

The bright and youthful eyes when looking at him, the cautiousness when exploring his preferences, and the calmness and tolerance when working.

Meng Jiao didn't elaborate, just laughed: "That's it."

Tu Ge babbled for a long time, and asked: "You want to settle down in city A, and it's not a problem to stay in a hotel all the time. Have you found a house yet?"

"Well, I will move out in a few days." Meng Jiao replied, just got out of the car, and said "thank you" to Meng Zhenhua's driver.

Tu Ge was puzzled: "Why are you so fast? Where did you move? I will go too in a few days."

Meng Jiao gave a list of addresses.

Tu Ge memorized it.

Until Meng Jiao's greeting came from the receiver: "Huh, Teacher Jiang?"

The hotel he was staying in was not far from the office building of Jiang Yuenian's company, so he asked the driver to drop him off at the stop, and he saw Jiang Yuenian by the streetlight near the hotel.

"Did you get off work so late?" Meng Jiao asked.

"Working overtime." Jiang Yuenian's answer was polite, as if they were really friends who just met by chance and stopped to chat.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"Your hand." Jiang Yuenian took out a tube of ointment.

Yesterday's photo of Meng Jiao's hand was very hot, but it was only temporary, and now it has returned to white and clean.

Meng Jiao was also very embarrassed, and generously stretched out: "Otherwise, you can paint it for me."

Jiang Yuenian froze for a moment, squeezed out the white ointment and spread it evenly on the other's fingertips.

It was completely dark, and the only source of light for the two of them was the light of the street lamp.

The light was dim, and the instinct engraved in his bones allowed Meng Jiao to ponder the composition and characters, and then his attention and creative desire gradually shifted.

Teacher Jiang, who usually sees him in the morning, doesn't have any thoughts during the day, but the charming atmosphere at night makes Meng Jiao's eyes look different.

Jiang Yuenian's suit is well-tailored, and the fabric wraps wide shoulders and long legs. The wrinkled lines that stick to the skin show a strong texture.

There is also a face with picturesque eyebrows, sharp and soft lips.

Meng Jiao is not a person who wrongs himself.

"Mr. Jiang, can you overdraw the future interest that is not too much in advance?" Meng Jiao said suddenly, approaching Jiang Yuenian suddenly, passing his arm through the seat between Jiang Yuenian's waist and arms, and pushing him against the wall next to him .

Soft touch, scented breath, familiar citrus and orange blossom notes, ambiguous sweetness.

Then Meng Jiao said to himself, "I think it can."

Meng Jiao made an analogy, tearing off the collar of Jiang Yuenian's shirt happily.

In the past, the exploration and desire of the two parties for each other made a comeback in an instant, and they immediately found the most suitable posture.

But Meng Jiao just hugged Jiang Yuenian and said, "I'm so tired after moving the paintings all day."

The battle was too aggressive, and I didn't expect the parties to be so light-hearted.

The inertia of Jiang Yuenian's hand was subconsciously still pressing on the bones on Meng Jiao's back. He wanted to go deeper, but Meng Jiao took a step back.

He looked at Meng Jiao with a love that he could not hide.

"No."

"Jumping steps too quickly is not good."

"Be a gentleman, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Yuenian opened his mouth, not knowing what to do with Meng Jiao.

Meng Jiao blinked: "Strictly follow the pursuit steps, we are still at the beginning stage, but next time you are tired, you can carry it back."

The innocent boy went over the progress process and said goodbye to Jiang Yuenian.

Since Jiang Yuenian was slowly making trouble, he also delayed the progress appropriately to see if the other party would not be able to resist getting out of the snail's shell.

He washed up and boarded the live broadcast room.

Then catch crayfish.

After opening it, I played the game for more than ten minutes and glanced at the live broadcast.

The condemnation of "I finally found you" filled the comment area, and the number of viewers soared to nearly [-].

He was so scared that Jiang Yuenian bought a navy to complain about him.

Take a closer look at some long sentences:

[it's him!The appearance of him fishing crayfish in the game is exactly the same as he used to fish in real life! ]

[Woooooooo anchor!Abandon the chaff fisherman! ]

[Xiaojiao, Auntie has no other intention, just to remind you to change]

[I went to dinner with my friend and ordered a fish. My friend asked me why I only ate the head of the fish. I said it was because I wanted to keep the body of the fish to live with you, but you fell in love with crayfish]

Meng Jiao: ...

The author says:

"I went to dinner with my friend and ordered a fish. My friend asked me why I only ate the head of the fish. I said it was because the body of the fish should be kept with you."

感谢在2022-07-2417:12:21~2022-07-2515:53:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Nange;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Xinmu mio1;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!