After losing the competition and his parents divorcing, Chen Shiqing, who was numb and degenerate, randomly opened a mediocre live broadcast room one night.
The anchor did not show his face. The background of the live broadcast was a landscape picture of rolling snowy mountains and scattered grass. Chen Shiqing was looking at this picture when he suddenly heard a voice like sake, whispering his ID with a smile.
"Welcome, ferry me."
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Later, time passed by and he recalled all kinds of things. Zhong Jun couldn't help but sigh: It turned out that you were the one who saved me.
Chen Shiqing looked down at her, but suddenly said: That's not the case.
She didn't know that as early as that unknown night, she had used the sound as bait to coax him to get on the boat first.
From then on, the boat traveled along the green mountains for thousands of miles, but it was hard to tell whether it was a boat crossing a mountain or a boat crossing a mountain.
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It's obviously such a cold voice.
Chen Shiqing heard the clear spring gurgling, young leaves emerging, and young birds spreading their wings.
——That is the sound of his arrival of spring.
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ps: The author's first article + may be immature + please discard it if you don't like it
Sister-brother love/a bit of entertainment industry in the later stage/sc/falling off the horse
Copywriting22/08/15
Intention: Everyone can wait for their own boat