Raising You This Small Stuff

"Momomo..." Yuansuo's eyes widened, and she stammered, like a cassette player.

When crying--

Yuan Suo pulled the corners of his clothes with both hands, and was too nervous to knock off the little gray mouse beside the table. The rabbit's water glass was also knocked over, and the water was winding down the table...

The barrage in the live broadcast room is refreshed again:

"Is Xiao cutie there just now?"

"Kiss and cute, what a tweet~"

"Meme d'me d'a mua! (*╯3╰

"Is it my hallucination? Why do I seem to hear Mo Yicheng's voice?"

"Hear the same!"

"Ah, what's the situation?"

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just a coincidence!"

Sizzle

[Wang Xing Lai Ke] Drop wheat.

The barrage below shouted regrets, and the next step was to guess where this cute little cutie is.

"It sounds like a high school student?"

"Ruannuo doesn't mean that you are young! I feel like a soft and cute senior..."

"Please show your face!"

"Ah, ah, that's the trumpet of the Longbow! It seems to know some ulterior secret!!!"

"But I clearly heard a loud voice!"

In the digression of netizens' comments, the host calmly tried to bring the topic back and continue the following link. But at the end of this live broadcast, it is destined to go farther and farther on the road of no return...

——

In the game.

Yuan Suo carefully turned off the computer. Under Mo Yicheng's low-pressure gaze, she took the rag, squatted on the ground and wiped the spilled water from the cup, and ran back and forth three times with short legs. , Finally cleaned up that little water.

Mo Yicheng stared at the screen for a long time, without piercing the fact that it was going to be erased. The little thing just wants to delay time, then see how far he can delay it. Today's affairs must be explained.

Yuansuo also knew that he was inevitable. After the third time "wiping dry" the ground, he sent back the rag, stood beside the computer desk in a proper manner, and hung his head in frustration. I knew I was wrong. Look like.

Mo Yicheng took a deep breath, unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, breathing smoother.

"Say it."

"Woo..." What did you say? Yuan Suo didn't want to answer, but didn't know where to start.

"Didn't you say you want to watch a movie tonight? Why did you go to the live broadcast platform, and those... who taught you to be cute?" Mo Yicheng's tone was not blamed, but it was a little heavier than usual Minute. This little thing made such a big noise without making a sound.

While Yuansuo was busy wiping the floor, Mo Yicheng glanced at Weibo, and the latest hot topic was #小宝宝萌到吃手手#Of course... it is even more dazzling that #长弓小宝宝# The topic turned out to be on #莫易程小宝宝#...

May Sonnen’s, open your mouth, and answer Mo Yicheng’s questions seriously one by one: "That... the movie has already been watched, and Dudu is watching it fast forward."

Mo Yicheng: "..."

Yuan Suo continued: "I... I ran to the live broadcast platform because I found a part-time job, so that people can spend money in the card at home. The boss said that he can earn 100 yuan in an hour, just typing. "In the thinking of Yuansuo, 100 soft sister coins are equal to 10,000 gold coins in the game! So 100 yuan is a huge amount for him.

Mo Yicheng: "..." Is that why you keep typing on a document every day?

"Those...those words, I found them in the emoticon pack myself, saying that they are the most powerful for spraying people..." Yuan Suo said, her voice getting smaller and smaller.

Mo Yicheng was completely stunned, almost overwhelmed by the plot. The actor has acted in so many scripts, this... the most unexpected.

"part time?"

I wished to pause for a moment. I wanted to explain, but I didn’t know how to say it, so I took my tablet. After opening it, I showed Mo Yicheng the only two comments on Weibo, one of which read: Recruitment Typist: Settlement on the same day, 100 yuan per hour, suitable for students or those with babies at home...

Mo Yicheng closed his eyes and asked Yuansuo to close the tablet.

I would like to shut down obediently and peek at Mo Yicheng.

"...Mo Yicheng?" Seeing Mo Yicheng not talking for a long time, he was a little timid when he called his name. Knowing that I made a mistake this time and probably caused trouble, so he called out again in kindness, "Mo Yicheng. I'm sorry, I...I was wrong...I am not a good little biscuit."

Mo Yicheng: "..."

Forget it... Forget it, little things are nothing more than the extreme lack of common sense in society. Part-time job is also a performance of enterprising. The actor carried out efficient and quick self-persuasion in his heart, and his face finally improved.

However, this little thing actually lied today! I asked him before and talked about watching movies and paintings. The result was to "spray" people on the Internet, and live broadcast hundreds of thousands of people online. This little thing is really too courageous. One of the ten thousand exposed his identity and is afraid that he will stay. What hidden dangers. Now he is willing to ask people to collect information related to the investigation, so it does not rule out that other players are also acting at the same time.

"Starting from today, the time you spend online will be limited, and contact people outside the school must report in advance, and you are not allowed to want to make money anymore." Mo Yicheng said, his tone of voice increased deliberately.

After listening to the request, I bowed my head with regret, then raised it again, tentatively asking: "Then...Can I collect the salary this time? The boss said it can be transferred online." The salary can be paid to Mo Yi. Cheng buys gifts.

Mo Yicheng replied simply: "No."

"Hmm..." Wanna Suo thought that he couldn't receive a salary these days, and his nose was sore. What's more uncomfortable was that he had already thought about a gift and was going to ask Longbow to buy it in the real world and bring it to himself. , And good as a birthday gift to Mo Yicheng. "But, I want to buy things with my salary." Yuan asked for the final fight, trying to get Mo Yicheng to change his mind.

"You can tell me what you buy. No matter what it is, you will buy it for you, but the outside world is very complicated. I am very worried about your appearance. If this happens again in the future, I will be really angry." Mo When Yi Cheng saw that the little thing didn't give up, he was a little anxious, afraid that he would do so-called part-time jobs with his back on his back in the future.

It was the first time that Yuan Suo was reprimanded by Mo Yicheng in this way. He was so frightened that he didn't even dare to move. After a few times, his voice was weak, "Sorry."

"Okay, go and clean up and get ready to rest." Mo Yicheng was going to teach the little guy a lesson today, so he didn't teach him the same way as usual and then give some comfort.

Yuan Suo quickly tidyed up his small table, chair, and computer table, and then went to take a shower.

Mo Yicheng got in the car and told Chen Jiao to drive home directly.

At the same time, I searched what happened tonight, and it turned out that the [Wang Xing Lai Ke] incident on the Internet that I was willing to ask for tonight has reached a fever pitch.

The speculation about the identity of Yuan Suo has been divided into two camps, the "soft cute little angel" and "Ruanuo senior". The audio of "Spray People" was downloaded and reposted wildly on the Internet. Many people shouted cute and even set it as cell phone ringtones. Some people still clung to the "beep" that sounded very similar to Mo Yicheng, but they had no choice but to give up because of the lack of a stone hammer.

As for the anchor Longbow, he insisted that his account was stolen, and the whole thing had nothing to do with him!

Mo Yicheng gave his finger a pause.

longbow? The number you wish to use belongs to this person?

Yuan Suo took a shower and came out with her wet hair. Her whole body was melancholy. His eyes and nose were red, probably because he was afraid that Mo Yicheng would see it and greeted him in a low voice, so he got into the quilt.

Mo Yicheng sighed and called out.

Yuan Suo sat on the side of the bed with his back to Mo Yicheng obediently. Mo Yicheng shook his head helplessly, clicked to dry his hair, and the hair dryer started, wishing that the soft hair would be blown out soon.

Mo Yicheng thought for a while and asked, "The login account you used today is from Longbow?"

"Well, yes." Yuan Suo kept his head down, with red eyes, and answered the questions honestly.

"Longbow is the elf you said before that ride the school bus together?"

"Hmm, it's him."

If the longbow in the game anchor is really a person, just follow the longbow line to find other "players", and perhaps learn more about the game.

As time went by, Mo Yicheng became more and more insecure about the game. The little things in the phone are real, the game is real, but everything is so out of control. In the event of any accident, even his financial resources will be helpless, so he can only obtain information in various ways through various means. Before that, Kan Ming has already received first-hand news from the UK, which is very likely. A "player" exists, but many clues are cut off due to various reasons. The current longbow... is a good breakthrough.

Mo Yicheng found a screenshot of the Longbow live broadcast on the Internet and asked Yuansuo to confirm.

Yuan Suo took a closer look, "Well, it's a longbow."

Mo Yicheng hurriedly contacted Kan Ming, and then asked Chen Sheng to find out about the rest of the day, and then roped to Yuan: "The milk is on the bed, drink a little, then rinse your mouth and go to sleep."

Yuan Suo still responded cleverly, with her legs drooping beside the bed, drank the milk one by one, and a small milk circle was drunk from her mouth.

Mo Yicheng hurriedly quit the game and called Kan Ming, asking him to immediately investigate the game anchor Longbow on the ZZ live platform, including all his information, to get it in the shortest time.

Yuan Suo finished the milk, took the cup to the kitchen to wash, rinsed his mouth again, returned to the bed, and got into the quilt. The bed was soft and warm, but Ke Yuansuo's heart was still a bit sad, as if pinched by someone, and dull.

Just like persuading himself in the bathroom, Mo Yicheng did it for his own good, and he lied first, so he should be criticized!

Although the money for the gift is not earned, you can give another gift. If it doesn't work, just make one yourself! Thinking about it this way, I felt a lot better in my heart, and I slowly fell asleep holding the warm quilt...