All Stars Are My Food Fans

I don't know why, when Jiang Qiuqiu had nothing to do with Mo Si, Mo idiom could imagine two people's CPs at will.

But after there seemed to be some signs, her heart sank again.

This is not a public relationship.

The older brother concealed his identity.

Although Qiuqiu is gentle, she is a decisive person, and she doesn't like others to lie to her.

All kinds of identities are dislocated...all messed up.

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After Mo idiom accompanied Jiang Qiuqiu to talk for a while, news came from the company.

Mingmei would ask at a fixed point every day if Jiang Qiuqiu was awake. There was no news for two days in a row, and finally there was news.

She sent a message immediately, and Mo idiom saw that Jiang Qiuqiu had a job, so he got up and went outside.

It just so happened that she wanted to talk to Mrs. Al about something.

"Qiuqiu! You finally woke up!"

Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief, "How are you now? Are you okay?"

"I'm alright." Jiang Qiuqiu first expressed his gratitude to Mingmei and Mr. Qian, "I saw the fruit basket you brought here, thank you for coming to see me, and call me an ambulance."

"It's all little things, you'll be fine."

"It's alright. By the way, Sister Mingmei, what happened in the live broadcast room?" Jiang Qiuqiu only remembered that he fell in front of the live broadcast, which probably caused quite a storm.

When it comes to live broadcast, Mingmei just remembered one thing.

"By the way, Qiuqiu..."

"What's wrong?"

"The storm is a big storm, but not only the storm where you fainted, but also—" Mingmei said about the problem of changing the angle of the camera.

"Oh, so I exposed?"

"Yes, your GIFs are circulating everywhere in the circle now." Mingmei thought Jiang Qiuqiu would be more irritable, but she didn't expect: "You are calmer than I thought."

"There is nothing you can do if you are not calm. Things have happened, you can only accept it." Jiang Qiuqiu supported her forehead, "It seems that you really shouldn't be brave." The pigeons were broadcast live for a day that day, and there would be no such thing as a delay.

"It's my fault for rushing too fast." Ming Mei knew that Jiang Qiuqiu was particularly uncomfortable after holding on to the live broadcast, and blamed herself for a long time, "If you feel uncomfortable next time, you can tell me directly."

"The platoon push is actually relatively flexible. If there is a real emergency, we can also find a few well-connected branches to temporarily exchange." At most, it's just a waste of a little resources.

"Well, I know, not next time."

After that, Mingmei talked about the current situation in the live broadcast room.

"Wanxing took over the live broadcast room with the operation team, and they will communicate with fans every day and tell us about your situation."

"But you haven't woken up for the past two days, and fans have been asking—"

"Every day someone calls from the customer service department to ask when you will be healed."

"Yesterday, the branch also came to a group of student fans to ask about you."

Fortunately, although everyone was in a hurry, they were still in order. It's not just her who is busy recently, Xiao Qian is always busy flying.

There are also a lot of newsletters in the second-generation circle to ask about Jiang Qiuqiu, especially the eldest lady of the Dais family, who sends 5 newsletters a day. Morning, noon and evening with afternoon tea and supper.

"Since you're awake, if it's convenient, you can start a small live broadcast."

"Just tell everyone about your situation."

"Okay, I'll open at night."

"You can recuperate at ease after opening." Mingmei still doesn't know that Jiang Qiuqiu was ambushed, she thought she was overworked and fell ill, "Don't worry too much, the fans will adjust the evening party, take care of yourself."

"Know it."

Jiang Qiuqiu found that although he came to this era alone, he didn't seem to be alone anymore.

From far and near places of life, there are countless warmth.

Good night