The live broadcast process on Qi Ji's birthday is very simple, just chatting in front of the screen and playing games, and answering questions raised by several fans. The company specially found a host for this. At first, Qi Ji thought the other party was responsible for the hot spot, but unexpectedly, he came to dig a hole and jumped for him. Finally, he temporarily added an off-site connection that was not in the process.

"Teammates can't count, they all know your birthday today." The host said excitedly.

If it weren't for the camera, Qi Ji would have wanted to ask the other party directly, are you sure?!

After thinking about it, he still called himself a child and prayed in his heart that Su Mianchao would not speak in shock. In order to better receive the radio, Qi Ji turned on his phone and held it in his hand slanted in his hand. As soon as the phone was connected, he immediately asked: "Do you remember what day it was today?"

Su Mianchao: "What kind of life can you call me on your own initiative?"

Qi Ji coughed twice, Su Mianchao didn't notice it at all, and continued to say, "Hui Hui calls you and you are with..."

Qi Ji quickly raised his voice: "Do you really don't remember it? Think about it carefully!"

Su Mianchao stopped and hesitated: "Where are you recording the show?"

Qi Ji exhaled: "It's live broadcast."

Su Mianchao: "Then wait and I'll take a look." As he said that, he was silent. Qi Ji casually glanced at the barrage and found that someone asked Su Mianchao what he wanted to say in the second half of the interrupted sentence.

What else can it be? Of course, he is always with Wan Chukong!

This session itself is very embarrassing, and Su Mianchao came back quickly: "Oh, today is your birthday, I'm talking about it."

Barrage: [Is it a child who posted a child 2333, why can’t I even remember the 77th birthday?]

【Did you search on Weibo Hahahahahaha]

The barrage was browsing very quickly. In order to end this awkward connection as soon as possible, Qi Ji quickly said: "Today is my birthday, I want a blessing."

Su Mianchao: "Okay, I wish you a blessing."

Qi Ji: "..."

The host asked him to ask the other party to say the four words "Happy Birthday". It was actually very simple. He organized the language to continue to guide: "Is this gone? Let's talk about something else."

The phone suddenly vibrated. Qi Ji picked up the phone and looked at the pop-up window. It turned out to be sent to him by Wan Chukong.

Wan Chukong: [Can call me]

Qi Ji instantly tilted his phone towards him to avoid being scanned by the camera.

Su Mianchao: "I wish you happiness as long as the East China Sea, and the South China Mountains."

Qi Ji: "...Isn't there any normal one?"

Wan Chukong: [Don't you call me? I know what to say]

Qi Ji silently took the phone to his chest, and the host reminded him friendly: "Come to Qi Ji, let's take the phone a little in front of you, otherwise the fans may not hear the other person talking."

Qi Ji kept smiling on the surface, and stretched his hand forward with numbness in his heart: "Oh."

The live broadcast was only two hours. The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was relaxed and pleasant in the first and a half hours. Qiji lived like a year in the second half. Su Mianchao finally said the words "Happy Birthday". Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the opposite side said: "Actually, you should call Wan Chukong for this call. He must behave in a proper manner to wish you a happy birthday..."

After the phone was hung up, he and the host faced each other, with a quiet smile on their faces, and only rolled around in their hearts and meowed.

He should have thought that Su Mianchao's obsession with them was no less than that of online CP fans.

The host said: "Do you want to listen to your friend's opinions?"

Qi Ji shook his head with difficulty: "I'd better not want it, I think... he should be busy."

Afterwards, Su Mianchao sent him a message saying that he didn't need to thank him. Since he wanted to vent CP, he should be bolder and more vigorous.

Now he just wants the live broadcast to end soon, but he doesn't know that his screenshots have long been spread throughout the Internet. Although the live broadcast screen is blurry, he can't stand someone sharpening it again and again. He barely saw the names of tens of thousands of first-time pop-ups on WeChat.

@Chu Qi only: I will introduce to you two classic literature I just read, the names are "Can I fight for me" and "Being busy"

Comments (31 items): [Don’t tease us 77, the child is embarrassed/poor]

[Please listen to your novel 77. That's your childhood friend. Can he still harm you!]

[Why are you so clear about Kongkong’s 7 treasures? No one else can tell us.

[We don’t think there is anything that is open and connected. It’s strange to hide it like this. Chu Qi is really strange to you.

【So another literary work was born: "Avoid Suspicion"】

After the live broadcast, before Qi Ji breathed a sigh of relief, he opened the door and saw Wan Chukong sitting on the sofa outside the conference room.

When Wan Chukong saw him come out, he put away his cell phone and stood up.

Behind Qi Ji there was a staff member who had just been in charge of the live broadcast, and everyone had a subtle expression when they saw him.

Wan Chukong said calmly: "Call me if you say it, I know the answer."

Qi Ji then realized and walked forward: "Why are you here?"

It was just past ten o'clock in the evening, and the night was dark and cold, and most people in the company got off work. It was obvious that Wan Chukong had arrived for a while, with empty paper cups and apples that had never been touched on the table.

The people around him walked past them. Qi Ji was so familiar with the sights, but what he cared more about was Wan Chukong, who suddenly appeared in their company.

"Happy birthday." Wan Chukong said.

Because the camera is very good at making-up, the makeup artist specially applied a layer of moist lip gloss to Qi Ji's mouth before the live broadcast. When the corner of his mouth is bent, there will be a very obvious bright color when he smiles.

They haven't seen each other for a long time. They feel a little unfamiliar with the bright lights. The next second smile comes into their eyes, and they look familiar to them.

December is already cold and there is a cold and damp smell in the underground garage. The down jacket wraps most of the body, and the temperature in the room remains in the body before it dissipates. Before Qi Ji could get in the car, he was kissed by Wan Chukong. How could the other party eat the grape-scented lipstick on his mouth soundly?

The two of them gasped together, and the white mist was no longer seen in the scorching heat.

Qi Ji's eyes were so hot that they pushed him gently with his hands. Wan Chukong left a little and kissed him again, saying that it was a kiss but bit him gently. Qi Ji was afraid that someone would come suddenly, afraid of the sound of the camera, and also afraid that Wan Chukong's eyes would look at him at this moment, which was a bit fierce, different from the usual disguise, so he spread himself completely in front of Qi Ji.

Fortunately, the other party was very comfortable and let him go after the kiss.

Qi Ji's birthday evening, and he was only twenty-five years old after today. He suddenly felt that he was one step closer to Wan Chukong, and after getting in the car, he couldn't help but look at the other person.

"What do you think?" Wan Chukong asked him, "If you want to kiss, you can kiss you directly."

Qi Ji immediately sat upright, leaving only one red ear on his side facing Wan Chukong.

Only after the car started did he dare to speak: "Don't you like eating apples?"

Wan Chukong replied: "General."

"What does it mean?" Qi Ji turned his head and Wan Chukong quickly kissed him while he was reversing, making a "knock" sound, "You can eat, but you don't want to eat today. I've observed it very carefully."

Qi Ji coughed lightly and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "There are already three."

"What?" Wan Chukong asked.

"I owe a kiss." Qi Ji said honestly.

"Oh." Wan Chukong had a little teasing meaning, "So you still remember it."

Qi Ji pretended to be dead.

Wan Chukong continued: "Is it okay if I take the initiative to kiss?"

"Why doesn't it count?" Qi Ji then spoke, trying to reason with Wan Chukong, "No matter whether you kiss me or I kiss you, you will touch your mouth, and it will be like if you touch it."

Wan Chukong asked: "Why didn't you call me just now?"

Qi Ji stammered: "Isn't it good for us to put it on the table like this?"

"What's wrong? There is no live broadcast to let you kiss me."

Qi Ji said: "You ask me to prepare, I'm a little scared..."

"What are you afraid of?" Wan Chukong thought he would answer the comments and opinions of others who were afraid of them.

As a result, Qi Ji said: "I'm afraid I will blush."

Wan Chukong: "..."

"Then you really need to prepare." Wan Chukong wanted to rub Qi Ji's head a little more obedient after being eaten, and would sway his tail and take the initiative to approach him.

The car drove for a while, and Wan Chukong said: "I originally wanted to buy you a cake, but your teammate said you had eaten it in the morning."

Qi Ji nodded and reported in detail: "I've eaten it, but most of it was put on Fu Shuang's head." The agent didn't let them eat it without restraint. It was enough to satisfy their cravings and shoot the group variety materials one by one.

"I still want to eat?"

Qi Ji shook his head, and after a while he realized it: "Which teammate is my teammate? When did he tell you, and why did he tell you?"

"There are too many questions, ask one by one." Wan Chukong said, recalling a little, "What did you forget about your name? It should be the surname Lin? He has a fox-eyed one. He was still there when I came to your company, so he chatted a few simple words."

"His name is Lin Shan."

Wan Chukong said "Yeah" without caring much, and Qi Ji asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about you."

Qi Ji opened his mouth and closed it again, not wanting to keep asking questions.

Wan Chukong saw his patience and took the initiative to pick some things, saying that they were all things that happened during Qi Ji's training.

"He said you worked very hard, but you were almost lucky before."

Wan Chukong's cell phone rang halfway through, and he rarely ignored it. He just said, "Driving" and hung up directly.

After getting out of the car, Wan Chukong followed Qi Ji into the corridor as usual, but this time he did not leave.

"I'm here to celebrate your birthday today. Wouldn't you leave me behind?" Wan Chukong put his jaw on Qi Ji's shoulder like a trick.
To be continued...