Shangshan Ruoshui "brush" a moment from the stool stood up, lips white, slightly shaking: "Impossible, impossible! My son is so obedient how would he rub salt into my wounds, it's impossible for him to be with Junior's daughter!"
"The actor's expression is very full! The actor the anchor found is really good at acting."
No matter what, there are always barbs, and there are still people who feel that this is a script prepared by Xiang Even herself.
Xiang Wan could only scoff at this, writing a script and hiring actors? Knowing that she's so poor now that she can't even afford to eat?
"I wish it was a script, I'm also a single mom, if I raise such a BBQ pork son in the future, I'll die of anger."
"It's not fake hey, this aunt is the one who sells buns downstairs in our neighborhood, the skin is thin and stuffed, the taste is really good, our family loves to eat. She has a son? Haven't seen him, should be seldom or not come to help in the bun store."
Xiang evening is still connected to Shang Shan Ruoshui, "You don't believe me? Okay, don't hang up, follow the route I said, so you can see the truth of the matter."
At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room had reached more than two hundred people, watching this live broadcast of the fork-burned son online, seeing the anchor swearing to guarantee like this, no matter if it was scripted or not, everyone's curiosity was pushed to the peak, and one by one, they begged Shang Shan Ruoshui to follow the anchor.
Shang Shan Ruoshui's entire mind was no longer on the live broadcast right now, even though she very much didn't want to believe that the anchor's words were telling the truth, but so far, everything the anchor had said was something she had experienced in her once more than fifty years of life.
"Good." She said, leaving the small rented house.
"Take a cab to the Cloud One Tea House in the center of town." Xiang Xiang said.
As soon as these words left her mouth, a netizen in the live broadcast room was surprised and sent a pop-up screen, "Eating melon to my store? I work at Cloud One Teahouse! Does the anchor know which private room it is? I'll keep an eye on it for you."
"Really, the world is so small?"
"This script of yours is quite costly ah, it even comes with a scene change, big investment and big production!"
These pop-ups in the live room on the good Ruoshui did not even look at it, she clutched the phone, jogged to the side of the road to take a taxi, netizens from the side of the screen can only see the constant shaking of the camera, the scene changed to a cab before quiet, in the live room of the netizens and the night to the night can only hear on the good Ruoshui's ragged breathing.
The chatter in the live broadcast room disappeared at some point, whether it was scripted or not, everyone's curiosity was mobilized.
The netizen who had just said it was his work teahouse was still brushing his screen, "Yes, yes, yes, this is the direction towards our teahouse."
"It's here? Crap! It's really our teahouse!"
"What to do, there's a feeling of following the netizens to catch an adulterer."
Shang Shan Ruoshui got off the bus and walked to Cloud One Teahouse, which would immediately trot out the netizens working in the teahouse, amazed, "Hello, are you Shang Shan Ruoshui?"
The screen of the live broadcast room to the evening were densely packed with words brushed to the point of not being able to see over:
"Don't ask potty, quickly look at your cell phone, you're directly in the anchor's live room, we can also see you."
To the evening also did not expect such a coincidence, a melon eating audience really and the party in the same place together with her live.
The netizen at the scene looked at the live broadcast and asked, "Our teahouse has a total of more than forty private rooms on the upper and lower three floors, and it's not too easy to find one room by one room Oh, the anchor is so able to pinch and count, can you say the specific room number?"
Xiang evening slightly closed his eyes, lips moved: "214 private rooms."
The netizens and Shangshan Ruoshui went to the second floor together, the cell phone camera because of Shangshan Ruoshui's low pixel appeared to be very blurry, the signal reception is not very good, a frame by frame card picture unbearable.
Many netizens have Ait and private message just that work in the teahouse netizen: "Brother, what model of your cell phone ah?"
"Hua's latest Porsche cell phone, more than eighty million HD cameras, signal reception beats any model of Fruit." The netizen immediately understood the requirements of the water friends in the live broadcast room, and looked to the good water: "Auntie, you cut off the connection I'll do it."
On the good Ruoshui at the moment all the mind in the 214 room, which have time to take into account the live broadcast, nodded carelessly hung up, then to the evening of the live room was another netizen to apply for a connection, is in the teahouse work of the netizen.
Do not say that the pixels of the Chinese brand cell phone is good, birdshot for cannon, their side of the environment and characters are clearly photographed, the color is also particularly good.
At this time to the evening live broadcast because of this farce online watchers have exceeded one thousand, pop-up screen brush fast, the discussion of the hot flames.
I have to say that this netizen knows how to transport the mirror, the whole hand is particularly stable, see everyone is not dizzy.
At this time on the good Ruoshui stood in front of the 214 room, reaching out to knock on the door, the atmosphere of the inside talk directly out the door, even the netizens of the live broadcast room can hear clearly.
The teahouse netizens at this time also did not forget to give the teahouse name: "Our teahouse soundproofing requirements are up to standard, to blame only the other side did not control the volume, the decibel exceeded the standard ah!"
Shang Shan Ruoshui stood in front of the door, quietly listening to the conversation inside.
"Dad, Auntie Xu, don't worry, I will definitely treat Yan Yan well." The younger man's voice made it easy to guess that he was Shang Shan Ruoshui's son.
The slightly older man's voice also came out, "Yan Yan was spoiled by me and your Auntie Xu in the palm of our hands, when you guys get married, we'll move over to take care of you, or to make up for the shame of my absence as a father all these years."
"Dad, don't say that, mom was also at fault at that time, you and Auntie Xu's normal work interactions back then were misinterpreted by her to mean immodesty."
"Son, dad really didn't hit her back then, it was she who suffered from mania, went crazy at home every day, insisted on divorcing me, made up reasons and excuses to say that I was domestically abusing her, played the bitter trick, after the divorce I hadn't reacted yet she disappeared with you in her arms, dad searched for you for a long time and couldn't find it almost went crazy, if it wasn't for your Auntie Xu accompanying me at the side I would have already not been able to live on. "
"Mom and Dad, it's not you who caused this tragedy, he and I will definitely take good care of you in your old age."
A soft woman's voice rang out from inside, it sounded like it should be Shang Shan Ruoshui's future daughter-in-law, the one called Yan Yan.
"I don't object to you guys being together, but I'm afraid that your mom will be too stubborn and want to break you guys up because of my problems with your dad." Auntie Xu leaned into Shang Shan Ruoshui's ex-husband's arms, in her usual soft and vulnerable manner.
"It can't be! If my mom doesn't agree that Yan Yan and I will just move out, she only has me as a son, she will definitely compromise, and when her anger subsides, and Yan Yan is pregnant again by then, she will accept this fact."
"Then when will the real estate license be transferred?"
"Wait until Yan Yan gets pregnant and gets married and gets a license for the wedding, I'll mention it to my mom, what's hers is mine, and will definitely agree to the transfer, and then Auntie Xu and my dad will be able to move over and live together."