In the real world, I am a sickly young lady, but the live broadcast is terrible

The moment she saw Lin Weiran, the girl's eyes curved into beautiful crescent moons.

That cute smile is enough to put her name on the school beauty list of Honami Academy.

It's a pity...that smile is only for Lin Weiran.

Lin Weiran looked at Maekawa Nagi's cute and flattering smile.

She stretched out her hand, and under the gradually falling sunset, the well-behaved and introverted school girl immediately put her little head over, letting Lin Weiran stroke her head with joy on her face.

Even... took the initiative to rub Lin Weiran's palm.

Maekawa Nagi couldn't understand the beating heart under her chest, but she knew that she would be very happy when she saw her senior sister.

When your senior caresses your head gently, you will feel as if you are filled with happiness.

"Let's go home." When she heard her senior say this... Maekawa Nagi even felt that her will was melting.

"Yeah!" Maekawa Nagi nodded vigorously.

She pushed the wheelchair with ease, and the cute school girl kept mumbling that the class monitor was 'not considerate at all' and allowed such a sick and weak school girl to draw a manuscript.

on the way home.

The shadows of the two people were drawn very long by the setting sun.

Today, the Japanese confectionery house that Lin Weiran was familiar with seemed to have a new product.

Just when the workers in the city were getting off work, the queue in front of the confectionery house was queuing up in circles.

It's a pity... Lin Weiran, who was stuffed with all kinds of desserts by his cute school girl and gentle wife in the morning, has no interest in the new products of the Japanese confectionery house.

Her eyes lingered on the long queue for a moment.

In the queue in front of the wagashi house, there was a pair of very beautiful and eye-catching beauties.

The girl in front is petite and has a very well-behaved and delicate appearance.

She hugged the bag tightly in her arms and kept chattering to the woman behind her.

The girl's voice is pleasant and not annoying, as clear as an oriole's.

But what attracted Lin Weiran was the other party’s language——

The authentic Dongguo sect dialect.

Are you... a tourist?

When passing each other in a wheelchair, Lin Weiran couldn't help but take a second look.

The girl saw Lin Weiran from a distance and moved out of the way early so that Nagi Maekawa could push Lin Weiran through.

What is even more eye-catching is the woman behind her.

Women have very graceful and elegant body curves.

She stood there, flaunting her aura exaggeratedly like a queen, as cold as snowflakes on the mountain, rejecting and attracting everyone's attention.

Lin Weiran seemed to be able to feel that the other person's eyes behind his wide sunglasses were examining him coldly.

Maekawa Nagi pushed Lin Weiran and passed them.

Lin Weiran raised his head, just in time to see the eyes behind the sunglasses, staring straight at him.

Vaguely, Lin Weiran seemed to smell the faint fragrance of plum blossoms from that exaggerated woman.

And...that pretty face behind the wide sunglasses.

It seems that there is also some kindness.

"What an exaggerated guy..." Quickly pushed Lin Weiran.It wasn't until dozens of meters away from the wagashi house that Maekawa Nagi patted her chest with her left hand and slowly relaxed, "Where did the big star come from?"

"Wearing such big sunglasses, it still looks good."

"It's just a little too cold."

"The aura is also very powerful."

"When I'm looked at, my breath seems to freeze."

"Sister...?"

Maekawa Nagi seemed to have noticed something unusual about her senior sister.

After seeing that woman, the senior's voice disappeared.

"what..."

"It's okay." Sitting in the wheelchair and clasping his little hands, Lin Weiran recalled the woman's eyes and figure.

The body proportions are very exaggerated and perfect. Even if you want to draw such perfect proportions, it seems that you need to carefully prepare and carve them.

But it has appeared on the real street. Should I say that it is indeed a reality that has appeared in the real world?

Just...why.

Lin Weiran raised his hand, as if he wanted to pick up a handful with the elegant cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

She always felt that the scent seemed familiar.

Behind them, Jiang Yin stared blankly at the back of the girl in the wheelchair.

In the past...she pushed the little mute like this and ran wildly down the street.

"Sister Jiang?" Jiang Ruoruan's voice woke her up from her confusion, "We are the ones waiting in line."

"Ah..." Jiang Yin withdrew his gaze, "Okay."

That girl's eyes... are very beautiful, just like a little mute.

Her hand holding the phone unconsciously tightened.The screen was lit up, and the screensaver had been replaced by Jiang Yin with a corner of Lin Nuan's magnificent painting.

The flying skirt corners have a unique charm.

Jiang Yin is not a narcissistic guy.

I don’t have the habit of using my own selfies as screensavers.

But that painting... meant something really special to her.

She looked sideways at the backs of the girls returning home.

Intersecting streets.

The long shadows on both sides overlapped under the warm light of the wagashi house and the afterglow of the setting sun.

It's like a cross formed by the intersection of fate.

The gears of destiny mesh here.

part.49 The anchor is doing push-ups to warm up

Sit on the edge of the bed and slowly take off your socks.

Even sweat in this delicate body seems to have the function of adaptive distribution.

The slender and petite toes are slightly curled.

The girl takes off her short white cotton socks to dry.

Even after stepping on it for a day, there doesn't seem to be any peculiar smell.

Lin Weiran sat obediently at the computer desk with his legs together and asked the system lady to help debug the motion capture system. Lin Weiran started the live broadcast.

She is not good at communicating with others, but when she sees those lively comments and messages expressing her love for herself without hesitation, she can't help but feel happy.

There is a feeling of being recognized.

But just after opening the Beep Beep Beep live broadcast room, Lin Weiran stayed there.

The private message box for message notifications is almost exploding.

In fact, from the day Lin Weiran started live broadcasting, it has become a common occurrence for private messages to be full.

But today...in addition to all kinds of greetings, weird questions, and madness from the lovely viewers, there are also many invitations from virtual anchor guilds.

Among them, Lin Weiran also saw a kind inquiry from a senior who should be considered a big anchor, asking if he could help her create an avatar.

"Didn't you even ask about the price..."

Lin Weiran opened his eyes wide.

"If you do it yourself, it will be very expensive."

[Hi, hi, hi, good morning, good noon, good evening! ! ! 】

[Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! ???】

【…】

"Thank you... Tianwei Lingyue for sending me the soap."

"Thank you... for your support." Lin Weiran looked at the private messages and notifications carefully while thanking the audience's grandfather for the gift.

[Laughing, the anchor’s tone is really hesitant. 】

[Hohoho... since when did reading private messages become live broadcast content? 】

[The host doesn’t know how to do it before school is over. 】

[Damn it, which school is dragging the teacher?Isn't the anchor Sakura Girl? Why did the school learn the bad habits of Dongguo Bensect? 】

[But the anchor reads private messages very carefully. 】

[I love you, I love you. Take a look. That is my private message. It is the love I poured into the anchor. ?]

[?Neodymium copper, don’t go crazy here. 】

【…】

In addition to those crazy barrages, there were also many barrages explaining to Lin Weiran in detail the operating mechanisms of labor unions and societies, as well as the labor union system and resource allocation methods.

Lin Weiran has no plans to join any clubs or guilds.

She is a good player.

Starting the live broadcast is just the 'master's task'.

Lin Weiran’s live broadcast has only one purpose from beginning to end——

That was the title of her live broadcast room.

"If you give me a reward of [-] yuan, it will be broadcast."

"Ok?"

In the live broadcast room, Lin Nuan's character model suddenly turned into a dumbfounded and disbelieving expression.

Lin Weiran supported the table with both hands and leaned forward, looking at his live broadcast room in disbelief.

The girl's stunned look obviously made the audience in the live broadcast room very happy.

[Can’t stop laughing? What’s Teacher Lin Nuan’s expression like? 】

【Cute, ??. 】

[I seem to know what Teacher Lin Nuan saw. 】

[Dude, it was the same when I saw it yesterday! 】

[But... the rich woman is too miserable. 】

[Hasn’t Teacher Lin Nuan seen her live broadcast room and income since she finished broadcasting? 】

[Forget it, Sister Ruanruan has already fainted in the toilet from crying. 】

【Shock!The top one in the million-dollar tip list was ignored by the anchor. Is this the distortion of human nature or the loss of morality...]

【…】

Lin Weiran stared blankly at the screen where "Ruanyuan is a bit soft" on the list of rich women and the series of numbers after her name.

"One...ten...hundreds...thousands...ten thousand...hundreds of thousands...millions..."

"Gu——" Lin Weiran swallowed hard.

The barrage was immediately filled with [???] and [female goose, don’t swallow, let me drink it].