A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Many people who only started to pay attention to Shu Ange from the game area, seeing her true face of Mount Lu for the first time, were excited and kept swiping the barrage.

In the live broadcast room, I could only see the anchor's long and slender hands, but now I can see most of the real people, rounding up to the whole body.

"Chuyue's voice is so good, like a milky warbler out of the valley, I can't wait to hear her sing."

"Don't say anything, I admit that Chuyue sings the name of the number one singer in the district. With this voice, even if you sing "The Song of Selling Newspapers", it is the sound of heaven."

Fans madly brushed rainbow farts in the live broadcast room. Everyone praised Shu Ange's appearance and voice all the way to her hairstyle.

"Uh, I should have seen the anchor and... Jiamu boss. They sit together like a pair of shining stars."

I used to say that I was ugly in the live broadcast room and did not dare to look for fans of the anchor Mianji to speak in the barrage.

"I'll go, it's true. Shouldn't the local tyrant wear a big thick gold chain with two gold teeth inlaid, so that he can't see his neck when he smiles?"

Passers-by fans retorted seriously: "No, the big guy Jiamu is not ugly at all. He looks like a star, and I didn't dare to recognize it at first."

"No way, my curiosity has been completely ticked off. I beg the anchor to give Jiamu a face, and let me see what my rival in love looks like."

"No, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, the boss of Jiamu must be a greasy dead house with a height of 1.6 meters and 180 pounds."

Shu Ange was amused by the fans' remarks, put down his phone and asked Shi Jiazhen, "Are you sure you want to show your face? There are a lot of people in the live broadcast room today."

Her sweet voice evoked wolf howls in the live broadcast room.

"confirm!"

"I'm sure!"

"The anchor chooses me, I'm super sweet!"

Shi Jiazhen nodded, feeling a little subtle.

He always felt that the two of them appearing together in the live broadcast room seemed to have some solemn and sweet meaning.

Their first meeting was witnessed by so many people.

In the future, more people may witness their happiness.

After getting Shi Jiazhen's permission, Shu Ange raised the selfie stick, got up and stood behind Shi Jiazhen, and put his hand on his shoulder casually.

In the shot, two almost perfect faces made the barrage stagnate for a moment.

Surprise is the emotion that emerges in everyone's mind at this moment.

They all have one nose and two eyes, how can others look so good-looking, it's too unscientific.

The petite and lovely anchor is dressed in a black dress, like a noble black swan. Shi Jiazhen was in a straight suit, sitting elegantly on the sofa, with deep eyes like an endless abyss.

"Huh... Big Brother Jiamu, he's too handsome! I bent into a mosquito coil, and came back straight after a swish."

"No, I don't believe it. The anchor must have taken a photo of a star. Hurry up, everyone, hurry up and search, which little fresh meat is standing beside the anchor."

"Don't humiliate the big boss Jiamu, just put on the little fresh meat and make up. Standing in front of the big boss, no one can beat him."

The barrage brushed quickly, and Shu Ange raised the microphone to Shi Jiazhen's lips: "Aren't you going to talk to everyone?"

"Hello, I'm Nan Youjiamu, nice to meet you."

The delicate and soft fragrance of her body penetrated into Shi Jiazhen's nose, causing ripples in his chest.

"The trend! Didn't you find out! Big Brother Jiamu has been taking advantage of the anchor."

"What, don't talk nonsense. I can see clearly with my 52-year-old eyesight. It was the anchor who put his hand on the shoulder of the big brother Jiamu."

"That's not it, Nanyou Jiamu = boyfriend Jiamu, why didn't I think of it!"

"I'm dizzy, how can I still be like this, then I'll be named Chuyue's real boyfriend, and no one will rob me."

Seeing everyone vying to be the boyfriend of the first month, Shi Jiazhen held the microphone and said a word in a light tone: "I want to chase the anchor, I hope that the appearance is not as good as my competitors, so I quit early."

His words were more effective than deep water bombs, and they scared the fans in the live broadcast room all of a sudden.

Shu Ange raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Shi Jiazhen in surprise.

His cheeks were slightly red, and he returned the microphone to her. His beautiful eyes were moist and bright: "Can I chase you?"

Probably because of the possessiveness of men, Shi Jiazhen didn't even think about it just now, and directly pursued Shu Ange in front of countless potential rivals.

"No! My heart hurts. I didn't expect you to be such a big boss of Jiamu. You promised to stay single until you grow old, but you quietly got rid of the single."

"Give you the microphone and tell your story!"

"Would you like to be so cruel? I was just making a difficult decision, whether to pursue the big brother Jiamu, or to concentrate on caring for the anchor. You-you betrayed me."

"There are so many dramas upstairs, so I am different. I announce that I am unilaterally married to the anchor."

Shi Jiazhen looked at Shu Ange quietly, waiting for her answer.

"Cough, that, can you disturb me? I, I want to ask the anchor of Chuyue to sign. I am ugly and don't want to appear in the live broadcast room."

"No problem, are you the fan who posted the barrage just now?"

"Well, it's me."

For Shu Ange, the fans who came to participate in the Feiyu Lantern Festival live broadcast are not as ugly as he said.

Judging from the facial features, it looks like an ordinary person, with bangs covering his cheeks for half a year, people look a little inferior.

After Shu Ange signed the poster, he handed it to him with both hands: "Thank you for your support, you are very energetic, cut your bangs shorter and show half of your face and forehead will be more handsome."

The young people who finally gathered up the courage to follow the stars on the spot heard Shu Ange encouraging themselves, and didn't know where the courage came from. They lifted their hair and took the initiative to reveal their shortcomings: "I have a stubborn acne on my face, it's easy to show... it scares people. ."

He lifted his hair, and the small half of his face was full of yellow and red pimples.

The broken pimples still have pus, which is really scary at first glance.

Shu Ange instantly understood why the young man in front of him was so inferior.

"You have acne on your face, have you been to the hospital?"

"I've seen it, and I've taken medicine. It's good and bad. I've had skin allergies a few times, so I just ignore it."

The young man's name is Song Gu. He is an IT programmer. His family background is average but his salary is good.

Because of the acne on his face, he was embarrassed to have contact with the opposite sex. He was twenty-seven or eight-year-old, and he had never been in a relationship.

"When I was recuperating before, I read some medical books. You stretch out your wrist, and I'll take a look at it for you."

Shu Ange handed the phone to Shi Jiazhen and asked him to interact with fans for a few minutes instead of him.

As the saying goes, he went to the doctor in a hurry. Song Gu sought medical treatment for many years, but the acne on his face has not been cured, and he was tired.

The anchor who has been following for a long time said that he could watch it, and he immediately stretched out his wrist.

After taking Song Gu's pulse, Shu Ange borrowed a piece of paper from the staff, wrote a prescription for him, and briefly explained the cause of the acne on his face.

"All in all, if you want to completely remove the acne on your face, you have to keep up with the external use and internal use. You leave the address, and I will send you a jar of ointment."

(The weather has been hot recently, and there are typhoons raging. The little angels should be careful about ducks)