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"Very good, don't take pictures of me."

"Okay." Li Aojie changed direction.

The hairy male employee on the other side immediately turned his head:

"Hey, don't, don't, don't take pictures of me, I'm too embarrassed to look at you!"

Li Aojie put the phone in the middle again.

The experiential live broadcast begins.

Occasionally one or two people come in.

"I'll go, what a handsome guy!" 』

"Hit the screw?Uh-huh, I lost my face in vain and my academic performance is not good. 』

"Your beauty mode is too high," Tang Ping reminded.

"Where to adjust it?" Li Aojie was a little overwhelmed while adjusting the settings while driving screws.

"I don't know, just leave it on like this, it won't affect you."

Li Aojie said "hmm", lowered his head and concentrated on driving screws.

One two three four, two two three four...

His live broadcast room is really just open, showing off his screw driving record.

There was no interaction, no stand-up comedy, just screws "rooted" in his hands.

Tang Ping took a look at the barrage. Among the extremely limited audience, no one recognized Li Aojie as the editor of "Fairy Tale Empire".

This is normal. Looking at the entire Internet, "Fairy Tale Empire" is nothing, let alone the small editor behind the scenes.

I really want to take off my waistcoat, I'm afraid only an acquaintance comes in and exclaims "Unruly?!"

Audiences who accidentally entered the live broadcast room and watched for a while became bored and moved on to the next one.

There were also a few people who sent a few barrages.

"Brother, open your mouth and say something, it's about to come out." 』

"Why are you just driving screws without looking at the camera? Is it being secretly filmed and live broadcast?" 』

"Your screw-driving skills are not good. It's too slow. A skilled worker with this skill would have already made a lot of screws." 』

"..."

"Hey, Tan Ao, you also started a live broadcast?"

A surprised voice came from the side. Tan Bingquan, who had paused his work to go to the toilet, looked at the mobile phone with the live broadcast on and came closer:

"No, we have to chat. Isn't the purpose of having a live broadcast to relieve boredom? Otherwise, why would we have a live broadcast?"

"It has nothing to do with me." Tang Ping denied.

"Isn't this okay?" Li Aojie raised his head and asked.

Tan Bingquan shook his head repeatedly: "It's really not okay for you to do this. I suggest you two broadcast together and talk about it - Tan Ao, you are so similar to Tang Ping. You have to make good use of this huge advantage."

"Thank you, Imminent."

"I really don't understand why you are so afraid of being mistaken. You are not Tang Ping, you just look like him."

Tan Bingquan scratched his head:

"Could it be that you have an independent soul and feel that you are yourself, unique and cannot be covered up by Tang Ping?"

Several new barrages popped up in the live broadcast room.

"Tang Ping?" 』

"Who is Tang Ping? Is he famous?" 』

"I seem to have heard of it somewhere...wait a minute, Tang Ping?" ? 』

"Oh, I really can't help it, I'll teach you!"

Tan Bingquan maintained his enthusiasm to help his family, and did not hesitate to waste his time on going to the toilet. He picked up the mobile phone with one hand to adjust the angle, and put the other hand on Tang Ping's shoulder:

"Look, family members, does he look like that top student Tang Ping?"

"You?" Tang Ping was confused.

Are you in Gan Shen Mo?Do we know each other well? ?

Tan Bingquan didn't realize at all how out of bounds his familiar behavior was, and said with a smile:

“I was shocked when I saw him for the first time, I almost thought he looked exactly the same.

"Even the voices are similar, but they are not the same person. If they don't have different surnames, they might be twins."

"Damn it, Tang Ping!" 』

"Tang Ping himself? ! 』

"So who is Tang Ping?" 』

Tan Bingquan was very interested: "I'm telling you, because he looks so much like Tang Ping, everyone -"

"Stop, stop it, go to your toilet."

Tang Ping snatched the phone and put it back on the desktop.

He glanced at Tan Bingquan angrily:

"How can you be like you, helping others make decisions without asking. Next time, ask before making your own decisions, so as not to end up with bad intentions."

"Ah? Ah...what does this have to do with anything." Tan Bingquan was stunned for a moment, muttered in a low voice, and walked towards the toilet.

He obviously wanted to help Tan Ao make the live broadcast room popular.

Li Aojie turned off the live broadcast: "Do you hate showing up now?"

"It's not that I hate it. In fact, sometimes I still want to live a whole life. I just don't want to be in the spotlight anymore."

Tang Ping tightened the screw:

"It feels quite troublesome. There are always people knocking on the door, parents bringing their children to 'enjoy their studies', Internet celebrities coming to say they want to take photos, and various interviews... It affects normal life. of."

"Hmm..." Li Aojie thought, "So what you hate is not being at the forefront, but the unhappiness caused by frequent interruptions offline."

"That's true, but isn't it because I was disturbed because I was in the spotlight?"

Li Aojie shook his head.

"The problem is that your address is exposed, and anyone can come here. Change to a strictly managed community, where only the owners can enter and exit, which can avoid a lot of trouble."

"I think with my income, I shouldn't be that lucky."

Tang Ping sighed:

"And they are only these days, and they are becoming less and less. In a few days, I will go to college, and there should be nothing wrong by then... huh?"

He slowed down to drive the screw and opened the chat software.

Editor-in-chief Yaoyao sent him new news.

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Are you there?"Next week we plan to go to a summer resort for a week. Do you want to come with us? 』

Peace Pigeon Editor-in-Chief Yaoyao: "Normally it should be later, but the president slapped his head and said it should be earlier, saying that the time should be staggered to avoid conflict with other schedules. (Hold your forehead, laugh and cry.jpg)』

Tang Ping narrowed his eyes.

Glancing at the unruly editor next to him.

Put down the electric screwdriver, tilt the phone slightly to the other side, and type.

Turkey Flavor Crispy Rice: "Are you going to a foreign country?" 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "How could it be possible? I am looking for a summer resort in China where there are not many people." 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "The summer resort I plan to go to has an underground cave. It's very cool inside and has a bit of an adventurous feel."I heard there are some local legends that might be suitable for inspiration. 』

Turkey Flavored Crispy Rice: "That's good."What time exactly?Should I go downstairs to your magazine office first, or meet up at the destination? 』

Editor-in-Chief of Dove of Peace·Yao Yao: "Let's visit the magazine first, and then go there together."It's not too far, it's just in a rural area and quite remote.We will clarify the specific time and itinerary and send it to you. 』

Turkey Flavor Crispy Rice: "Okay, okay, I'll look forward to it first!" (Smiling.jpg)』

After the brief conversation, Tang Ping raised a smile.

This sounds good, much better than going abroad.

I have to work hard for three days to drive screws. It's so tiring. I reward myself with a trip to the summer resort to calm my nerves.

"What makes you so happy?" Li Aojie asked.

Out of respect for privacy, he didn't look at the screen of Tang Ping's phone just now.

Can this be said... Tang Ping thought for a while.

Still smiling and saying:

"The Dove of Peace invited me to go to the summer resort next week. When I think that after three days of hard work screwing, I can take a week off, I feel the joy of a good harvest."

"That's it." Li Aojie nodded.

When Fairy Tale Empire went abroad this time, a group of writers chose to give up joining the group.

The reasons are pretty much the same: I don’t want to go to that place (even if it’s safe), I don’t think it’s too troublesome to go abroad, there’s a time conflict, I’ve been there before and I’m too lazy to go again...

Li Aojie doesn't plan to go either.

"Start the live broadcast and record me too," Tang Ping said.

Li Aojie unexpectedly glanced at him twice: "Don't you want to show up?"

Tang Ping: "The plan has changed, don't worry anymore."

Originally, I didn't want to show my face, and if the heat started again, I would increase the intensity of interference in my private life.

But he was about to go to Shanwowo to participate in a week-long yin party - a dark and cool cave party - so was there any need to worry?

No matter how hot it is now, with the speed of the Internet, the body will be as cold as -273°C in a week.

Li Aojie thought for two seconds and understood what Tang Ping meant.

But he shook his head and said:

"Forget it, it's not interesting. I just want to experience it and probably understand it.

"Today is almost over. If you want to play live, you can open one yourself - you don't have to record me."

"But it's okay." Tang Ping was slightly surprised.

He thought for a while, put down his phone, and gave up for the time being.

Think about it carefully, even if he turns on the live broadcast, what can he broadcast?

Pretend to be Tan Ao, imitate Tang Ping seriously, and drive screws?

Think about it and let it go. It's fun to fool others, but after being exposed, you will be the one who digs your toes through the floor in embarrassment.

Chapter 168 "The fox pretends to be the tiger's power"? (four thousand words)

Tang Ping continued to drive screws.

As he was typing, he suddenly saw from the corner of his eye that someone seemed to be walking quietly behind him.

Before he could turn his head, a woman's sharp voice sounded harshly:

"No, your fight is completely incompetent. It's too slow, too perfunctory, and too weak."

Tang Ping: "?"

Do you have to worry about how weak you are when driving an electric screw?

Isn't this a piece-rate daily settlement? The faster you hit, the more you earn. Why am I just perfunctory if I just go slow?

Turning around, I saw a young woman standing behind me with a "Team Leader" sign on her chest.

This woman was holding a mobile phone and seemed to be taking pictures. She looked dissatisfied and shook her head:

"And you are hunched over and have no energy at all. You don't reflect the shrewdness and capability of our factory at all."