The True Man In the Feminist World

"Sister Qinqin, I have to live broadcast later."

Zhang Hao was also a little excited. He leaned against the soft ball and typed for two hours. Sister Qinqin still kept moving. It would be a lie to say that she was not careless under this kind of stimulation.

However, he still refused, because he knew that he still had work to do, and many viewers were still waiting for his live broadcast today. He was no longer the kind of first-time brother who couldn't stand the temptation, he was a real man now.

"Uh...it's all because you're so charming..."

Zhang Qianqin opened her mouth and suddenly remembered that Haohao was not feeling well right now. He immediately extinguished all his desires as if he had poured cold water on him, secretly knocked himself on the head, and secretly scolded himself that he was inferior to a beast.

"I've said it all, stop calling me charming..."

When Zhang Hao heard this kind of words, he felt a stomachache. When he was writing the book, he almost forgot the faint pain in his stomach because of his distraction and Sister Qinqin's massage. My abdomen is actually very uncomfortable, and a strong sense of nausea is running around in my mouth.

"Sister Qinqin, wait until my stomach feels better."

Zhang Hao resisted the violent tumbling in his stomach, and smiled with difficulty, why did he suddenly feel even more uncomfortable.

"OK."

Zhang Qianqin has fallen into a stupor now, Zhang Hao's gentle voice is like a heavy hammer hitting her heart, now she only feels that her spirit has been hit, and she keeps chanting the Great Compassion Mantra in her heart, not daring to look at Haohao, for fear that her lust will be provoked again So I didn't notice Zhang Hao's pale face at this time.

Haohao, how can you let me feel at ease in the future when you go out, a word can charm everyone, who can resist it!

Zhang Qianqin immediately blamed herself crazily. Although there was nothing wrong with being obsessed with Haohao's body, it obviously depends on the situation. At this time, she should not think wildly!

Seeing that Sister Qinqin agreed, Zhang Hao supported the bed, got up slowly with a pale face, fiddled with his clothes and hair a little, turned on the computer on the table, and put on a mask.

However, it seemed that after wearing the mask, the smell of the air became very strange, which made his already churning stomach boil even more.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Zhang Hao still took off his mask. At worst, he will show his face live broadcast this time. It's no big deal.

After tidying up the microphone, Zhang Hao first went to the live broadcast room to take a look, and found that the audience waiting for him had already started a boring fight against the landlord in the live broadcast room.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Zhang Hao's pale face. His audience is really cute. It would be even better if he didn't call him husband every day and play hooligans!

After opening the live broadcast software and counting three two one, Zhang Hao started the live streaming.

"Hi everyone, I'm a bit late today, you haven't waited long!" Zhang Hao joked with a smile.

"No, no, Mr. Wang, it is our best hope that you can come (?▽?)."

"Good evening, husband!"

"Wow, oh my god! My husband showed his face on the live broadcast today. I'm so excited. I can't stand the beauty!!!"

"I smoke, it's his father's. What was said on Weibo is indeed true. I thought the picture on the Internet was a photoshopped one. I didn't expect you, my husband, to be so cute! I'm in love with you!"

"AWSL!"

"Stop talking, stop me from licking the screen, prprprprprprprprprprprprpr..."

Seeing that Zhang Hao actually showed his face in the live broadcast, the live broadcast room immediately boiled up. Unlike the last time, countless people were very excited this time. After all, there was not enough time last time to make a fuss.

"What does it mean to see that I can come is the best expectation? Did I always dove you before?" Zhang Hao asked speechlessly, ignoring the hooligan barrage.

"Ace Pigeon, you still have the face to say it!"

"The front row sells braised pigeon meat, steamed pigeon meat, fat house happy water, a pack of melon seeds..."

"I wanted to talk about you, but because you are so beautiful and cute, I forgive you, King Pigeon!"

"Cuckoo, cluck, cluck?"

"Husband is so beautiful(?)..."

Zhang Hao ignored those barrages that said he was beautiful, because he was afraid that he would be seen as ill, so he made two more jokes and kept communicating with the barrages.

Suddenly, Zhang Hao saw a red dot in the lower right corner of the live webpage, which was a reminder that someone had sent a message to him.

After blacking out the screen of the computer desktop through the live broadcast software, Zhang Hao clicked on the message and found that it was actually a message from his manager, Song Qing, Sister Song.

It turned out that Sister Song would never send him a message during the live broadcast, and if she wanted to say it, she would wait until it was broadcast.

Clicking on the message, Zhang Hao found that the message was all about Song Qing praising him.

"Little God, you finally got the hang of it. The effect of your live broadcast this time is very good! At the beginning, I always asked you to communicate with fans more, don't create a person who is cold and difficult to get in touch with, you have not listened to it, just look at the effect of the audience How good, how good the live broadcast results are! And a little boy, who is pretty and cute, doesn’t want to show his face, but insists on wearing a mask. Look how many people appreciate you after taking off the mask! Keep it up! "

It turned out that Song Qing stayed at the site every time before his live broadcast started, and he was particularly concerned about his live broadcast business. It can be said that he is a very responsible economic person.

But in fact, he just didn't feel well, so he didn't wear a mask, and he was afraid that fans, especially some crazy women, would see him sick, so he pretended to be like this.

But when he saw the live broadcast data, what he didn't want to admit at first seemed to fade away a lot.

As soon as the broadcast started, it reached the popularity that would only appear at the peak of his original live broadcast!

And at this time, it is still increasing at an extremely terrifying speed, and it is expected to break through 4 million or even hit 5 million in one fell swoop.

Countless gifts flew in the air, and the special effects of various advanced gifts also flickered in the live broadcast room.

It's just because he showed his face and added a cold image.

What... what is this? Could it be that he, Zhang Hao, would let money corrode his soul, thus betraying his color?

impossible! It's impossible even if someone puts a knife on his neck!

 …

Wei Nan's office.

At this time, Wei Nan was processing the documents brought by her subordinates with a serious face, and the icy aura made the temperature around her seem to drop a few degrees.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the side table vibrated twice.

Seeing this, Wei Nan showed a slight smile, picked up the phone, and turned on the screen.

This is a reminder she set. Every day when Zhang Hao's live broadcast is turned on, there will be a sound, and she will also click in for the first time to see if this little fox that belongs to her is doing things as required.

The screen turned on, and when a familiar voice sounded, Wei Nan's red lips, which were still slightly raised, changed instantly as if frozen.

This guy actually didn't listen to his own words, and even showed his face!