"When I Met You"

The camera panned slowly, and a girl's shocked expression suddenly appeared on the screen. Her delicate white face was full of big blinking eyes. She smiled and adjusted the position of the headset with her hands, "Hi, everyone, my name is Duan Jingshu, and my ID is to go to bed early tonight, emm..." The girl shyly dodged the camera, and the host was also amused by the cuteness. At this time, the fans in the barrage broke through, [We agreed to go to bed early tonight, and the show will start at midnight every night. What can I ask? You told me you look like this, and when I insulted you, now I'm going to give myself a slap in the faceIf you look like this, why are you a technical anchor? Aren't you popular in the appearance track? How can Comb change his voice into a man? Go upstairs, I broke my defense, it's such a good comb . . Duan Jingshu stared at the big screen in front of the studio. The barrage scrolling on it made her even more embarrassed. The host answered: "I often watch Comb's live broadcasts. To be honest, I just found out today that it is a girl. I have to break my guard. We can ask Comb, why do you need a voice changer?" "Because it looks cool when operating, and my sisters will praise me." . . . . . Aren't you happy when our eldest man praises youThe comb can't be a brother in the future, but will be a sister in the futureStealing a comb will result in losing the comb After recording the program, I went to bed early tonight and continued to be on the hot search list on Weibo. Duan Jingshu also disappeared for a month and was broadcast again with friends. Fans of the barrage clamored to see his face, "That's another price." After borrowing the classic, a strange boss appeared on the gift list. He even reached the top of the list. The boss's ID has been set to privacy and cannot be found at all. [Thank you boss, host, please turn on the camera] [The host is fed too much, so the broadcast will probably be discontinued again] Duan Jingshu reluctantly turned on the camera. The girl's skin was fair and black and white could be distinguished in the dark. Her slender fingertips were constantly moving on the phone screen. Her hair was rolled up behind her ears casually. Many of the pieces of hair looked fluffy. [Isn't the anchor wearing makeup? Why are you so beautiful?] [Comb, Comb, I miss you so much, my food host] [When will Comb be broadcasting the PC game?] Ever since the mysterious and generous gift-giving master appeared, Duan Jingshu could not ignore the existence of this person. One day, he opened the mysterious person's homepage and made a simple note of the letter Y. It seemed familiar. It was only after he returned to his hometown that he solved the mystery. At that time, in her senior year of high school, she was sent to a cram school with a 90% success rate in Qingbei. It was a college student from a prestigious school who came to work part-time. During this period, Duan Jingshu was constantly pressured by her family. The girl was slender and skinny, and her skin was too white to be fair. Water dripped from the corners of her wet clothes, soaking the floor. The whole cram school suddenly became quiet. The girl at the front desk handed her a towel, but she didn't take it. Duan Min's flattering voice came from behind. The sound was roughly the explanation for Duan Jingshu's lateness. Duan Min was her mother. She was dressed up and down, but her words were very oppressive. After the negotiation, Duan Jingshu didn't say a word from beginning to end. She stood obediently next to Duan Min's position, like a robot, without any expression. That was his memory of meeting Duan Jingshu for the first time. Duan Jingshu found a long-dusted mobile phone from her hometown. Unexpectedly, it could still be turned on. There were only three or two friends on it, one of whom had an ID name of Y, and her note was master. The memory was like a switch that failed. It just emerged and could not be stopped. She relaxed slightly and squeezed her white fingertips to hide the secret deep in her heart. Mission: Sunlight heals