18. Flow code for Fruit Boy
Fruit Boy’s traffic code.
♪ Love you as one ♪
Live distribution of fruit, first day live: 3.
– My dad, my mom, me.
The next day, I had the traffic code, and it was sealed.
On the third day, the number was sealed, but I met the sealkeeper.
One.
I, Wang Little Jump, a fruity little brother who found the traffic code and was brutally sealed.
Here’s the thing: the broker who’s been buying oranges in our village, for some reason not this year, has been selling lots of oranges.
As a man at home, I carry the burden of life — live with the goods.
The first day of the live feed, 10 hours of live airtime, and the number of people in the live booth: 3.
My dad, my mom and me.
Late in the night, I decided to search for traffic codes online.
And then I saw a hot search: some fruit guy had a full flow code.
That’s what I want.
I’ll light video and learn from my peers.
Eight abdominal muscles and a sturdy competitor displays fruit and muscles in the video.
A bit of a comment, a hot comment on the first: “The unchallenged tears are flowing out of the mouth…”
Article 2: “Ha-ha-ha, now go and order the baby brother’s delivery.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I, I got it.
Turns out the flow code is just one word: “Lose.”
I ran into the bathroom and took off my shirt and looked at myself in the mirror and put my clothes on.
I’m white in the mirror and I have long legs, but I can’t get to the side.
I’m born with small bones, and it’s rare to eat fat, which is popular among girls, but unfortunately I’m a man, so the only thing it can give me is a flat and thin impression.
What about Little Fruit?
A bold idea came out.
I look at that familiar face in the mirror, and I see it with a wig…
Two.
The next morning, I woke up in the dark.
As soon as the door had been opened, the father had been sitting on the stone steps in front of the door and smoking dry smoke.
When he’s in a good mood, the smoke in his hand is lit, and he doesn’t smell.
I looked in the direction of my father, where the orchards were.
I stood at the threshold of the dark and dark, leaning on my head, and the idea of last night came out again, and it got stronger.
I was sneaking through my mother’s dresser and flipping a sexy little dress out of her clothes.
In the past, the mother was also a flower in the village of 10 miles and, unfortunately, it swelled.
After a costume, I went to the second.
“Mom and Dad, how am I doing today? I’m sorry.
My mother said, “The demon’s spirit! I’m sorry.
“What is it?” I’m sorry.
Spouses look at each other and start working together.
While I was hiding, I defended myself by saying, “Didn’t nobody watch it yesterday?” You know why? I’m sorry.
Two people didn’t even talk to me, but they were more powerful.
“Oh, his–” And I ran away with my head on the other side, and I said, “How many people would look at me if I put on this dress, because it’s so normal for us to live in this house, and now people like to hunt wonders and new things? I’m sorry.
The old man said, “Really? I’m sorry.
I’m sure I’m nodding my head: “It’s more than real gold.” I’m sorry.
They finally agreed to try.
Before leaving the room, the father left a message: “Let’s live at home today and not go to the orchard. I’m sorry.
I’m a bitch.
As home-grown growers, the village ‘ s pristine aesthetics of men are strong, and men dressed as women or as older women are less acceptable.
3
In the camera, I’m in a little milky, little flower dress, and I’m wearing a straw hat, and I look like I’m a little flat.
I took two oranges from the frame, stuffed them in my clothes, and I picked a sweet young lady’s picture for a live cover.
In front of the camera, I introduced oranges from flower to result with a sweet pseudonym, from the sun-soil of the land to the growth cycle, and I skin them myself.
“Our oranges are big and sweet, and the entrances are ready, the best oranges in the city…”
Perhaps my beauty has worked, and today there are more than a hundred people on the air.
I eat oranges while I interact with the audience, and the mood is so good that my clothes fall down, and I can’t help but regret that the two oranges that I just took are too big to cover.
I don’t normally mention clothes, and I naturally get the attention of a live networker, a network member called LSP, who says, “What about your ditch?” I’m sorry.
Trench? I waited for two seconds, and then I reacted, and when I was about to get out of the camera and change my clothes, the system warned me that I was going to be on the air with pornography.
The official dad had to listen to me, so I got up and I got up… but just as soon as I got up: clothes dropped.
Keep your head down, you’ve got a white flower on your chest, you’ve got two big oranges rolling down the ground…
I don’t know, I feel like I’m a man, and I look up — the studio is closed.
“hello, you have now been sealed because of your low content, which involves the dissemination of obscene material, which is contrary to public order and detrimental to the physical and mental health of minors. I’m sorry.
I’m:
I was told to study the self-regulation convention and wait for the administrator to review the question.
I’m a P.I., and I’m gonna show him what I’ve been doing on the air, and I’m gonna get my real name on the gender page.
The next morning, I finally waited for a reply: “It was because I looked at your live broadcast that I decided to sign you carefully. I’m sorry.
I’m:
Last time it was so quiet, again.
I also asked, “Why is it that people can show their abs, their body, their upper body and their upper body naked, and that I will be sealed just because of the live incident?” I’m sorry.
On the other hand, “First of all, you have used the term ‘the best oranges’ in a live broadcast, in violation of the new Advertising Act, which prohibits the use of the terms ‘national’, ‘highest’, ‘best’ and ‘best’, and is suspected of false propaganda. I’m sorry.
Second, your status as a woman during the live broadcast is a private part of the woman’s chest, which is exposed in public, and is yellow and vulgar. I’m sorry.
There is a reason: I’m convinced.
I found the study column of the Self-regulation Convention, with long, long and long textual terms, which gives me a headache.
It’s a little bit of a video study, but it’s a hundred videos that I’ve seen.
At this point, Wei letters suddenly rebroadcast a message: “Tonight’s reunion of our classmates, come together!” with the address.
I’m looking at the name of the group “No Cinghua because I don’t want to” and thinking that this is the group of high school students.
I’ve decided to go and see if I can find a solution to my current plight, or someone special.
4
In the evening, everyone who came to the reunion changed their most “hot” equipment, a suit, a watch, a gold chain, a car key that had inadvertently been put on hand, the reunion seemed to have turned into a “B” scene.
In this atmosphere, I quickly found the best man on the scene — Zhang Qianjin — with over a million fans Jan.
I’d be very helpful if I could get involved with him, either in the flow or if he helped to introduce our family’s fruit on the air.
It’s a pleasure to be seen by the stars, to talk about some platform trying to dig him, which studios are rushing for him, and what the famous Red Red did to rub his flow.
And speaking of the happy places, the eyebrows and the saliva, and so We walked towards his saliva star, and raised our thumbs, with the most exaggerating expression on our face: “O cow!” I’m sorry.
Four weeks quiet.
Indeed, I succeeded in drawing his attention.
“Who are you?”
He was confused and seemed familiar, with his golden ring thumbs pointing at me.
“Pussies! He’s out of his mouth.
“The King Little Jump. I’m sorry.
I smiled and said my name again: “My name is Wang Little Jump.” I’m sorry.
“Damn, still sissy. Zhang waved his hand and looked around, “You know, high school is used to it, right? I’m sorry.
There were people with nods and there were people laughing.
Zhang Jing continues to laugh and asks, “Do you still have a woman voice?” Give us all–“
Zhang Zhang! I broke him up and said, “Do you mind if I talk to you for a second? I’m sorry.
“Do you know how many people every day want to talk to me?” How many people have told me what you just said? I’m sorry.
And his eyes were scrutinizing me from the head to the foot, and it was screeching me, and it was scornful, and it was manifest.
Men’s self-esteem prompts me to leave quickly, but the burden of reality locks me in.
“We can work together. I tried to keep my voice calm.
“Hmm. * His face is more perfunctory and he looks at the door from time to time.
I said my plan and promised to pay him 20 per cent of the profit from the oranges as his propaganda.
“Just the small orchard of your acres? He broke me with his hand and pulled out a crocodile wallet from his waist.
“It’s $1,000 to buy you a hundred pounds of orange, and it’s like I’m supporting your business. I’m sorry.
I looked at the banknotes, as if I were a beggar, and the eyes of my fellow students were full of drama.
What do you mean? To insult your father with money? I slapped his hand, and he said, “That’s it? I’m sorry.
I laughed, and I took a step back, and since you’re rude, I’m not to blame for the wrong.
“No, no, no, you’re too cheap, and there’s more than a million fans who can’t even buy an orange in half an acre. I’m sorry.
“Why am I buying so many oranges?” I’m sorry.
“Ah?” I’m surprised to say, “Don’t you send some to your fans?” Do they treat you like a family member and give you a gift? You don’t want to be nice to your food and clothing parents? I’m sorry.
You! He changed his face, he held his fist tight, and the fellow students around him were busy trying to separate us. I’m sorry.
“How can you say that? Apologize to Chang. I’m sorry.
Zhang Jianxing you can support the boat in the belly…
Those around you say my word as a peacekeeping ambassador.
And then the door in the box suddenly opened, and a sound came in, “Sorry, I came at a bad time. I’m sorry.
No, you’re just in time.
I’m looking forward to people, and I’m following my reputation — a handsome little brother.
No, I looked at it, and I found out people were school leaves.
5
“You’re Ye Moe? I’m not sure.
“Long time no see, Wang Little Jump. “Did I change a lot?” she laughed. I’m sorry.
In my memory, the ink of the school leaves has a long, smooth, silky hair, clean, white long skirts glowing in the sun, with books in their arms, and the whole person’s gentle and fine, as if it were a fresh water.
But now…
She has a short, short hair, with a fine and a little bit of engrained face, a high-profile body and bone, and a handsome feeling of discomfort.
“How handsome! I thought I’d look at it, and I’d look from the hair of the ink to the clothes, and from the clothes to the blue shirt of Zhang’s same treasure.
Soon, Zhang found out that he had hit a shirt with someone and was under pressure.
He frowns, he’s eccentric, “Yo, isn’t this our school flower? What’s the excitement? I’m sorry.
“What am I now?” I’m sorry.
“This is a limited version of a man’s dress.” I’m sorry.
“So what? I can’t wear it? She laughed, with the confidence and respect of the upper class.
Zhang said: “A woman wears a man’s dress. I’m sorry.
Ye Moe didn’t even look at him this time.
But the more you turn your back on him, the more he gets, the more Yemu says he’s working in the new media business, the more he’s going to raise his chin. That’s me. There’s over a million fans in the fun. I’m sorry.
“Wildly, o’er” Yemurr thinks.
“The school flowers are also live? Should I pay attention to you? I’m sorry.
“I gave you a chance not to raise your face” with a smile on your face.
“Okay. Remember my account name, Civil Harmony. I’m sorry.
The hand holding the trigger was suddenly frozen, unsure, and said, “Cultural harmony? I’m sorry.
“Hmm. @Ambassah: #Jan25
I’m watching you, too. I’m sorry.
“Yes…”
The word “yes” goes round and round and round and round, with a face that’s crying, and I’m not laughing.
It is well known that “civil harmony” is the official cover number for leisure, and it’s not a good thing to be focused on.
Six.
The reunion ended in a delicate and awkward atmosphere, and I pretended to follow Yemmer all the way to the parking lot.
She suddenly turned around.
I scratched my head.
“There’s something I want to ask you for. I’m sorry.
“Get in the car and talk. She pulled out the car key and unlocked the Maserati that was parked in front of us.
I just sat on the co-pilot and I heard her say, “Where are you going? I’m sorry.
“I have no hotel yet. I’m sorry.
She put her hand on the wheel and continued to start the car.
Where are we going?
“My home. I’m sorry.
I want to stop, stop, stop.
“What are you trying to say?” She seemed to see through me.
“I’m a man after all…”
“Huh! “Daddy, I’m the black belt of Taekwondo. Do you want to try it?” I’m sorry.
“No, Dad! The limbs are good. I’m sorry.
The atmosphere in the car was relaxed, and I said that I wanted to go back from her.
She looked at me and laughed.
“Living Fruit Lives”?
“You saw my live? I’m sorry.
I just said that and I said, “You sealed it.” I’m sorry.
She nodded her head. I’m sorry.
I’m:
She went on to say, “It’s impossible to walk the back door, but I can help you unsealed.” I’m sorry.
“I have an official collection of fun, and I’ll send it to you later, and you look at it, and you come to my house and I’ll help you take it off. I’m sorry.
Is that the happiness of the official title?
I even thank you.
“Nothing, sort of…”
Her words were too low, I didn’t hear them.
Twenty minutes later, she parked by the side of the road.
I looked out at the fancy hotel outside the window, and I slipped 300 bucks in my pocket, “I can handle it for a few nights.”
“I’m the gold VIP of this hotel. You go straight over there. They’ll set you up. I’m sorry.
She threw a hot, black card and then the tail disappeared in the night.
I: I suddenly feel bad about my teeth and want soft food.
7
The next day at noon, I took all the fruit baskets I had bought and rang the Yemen Moe’s bell.
“Come in. The white ink opened the door, and she seemed a little less cold and a little softer.
Excuse me. I’m in the door.
Half an hour later, I passed the official test of leisure with a full score, and I wrote 500 words of a complaint essay.
Next, boom!
The account’s unlocked.
I smiled, “Thank you, brother, I’ll buy you dinner next time. I’m sorry.
I’m out of my mouth and I’m slowly reminiscent of the actual sex of the other.
Yek Mok didn’t think so, “You’re all grown up and you can repay me now. I’m sorry.
I looked at the empty room and how do I repay it?
“Where’s the kitchen? I’m sorry.
It’s cooking.
“What do you want to eat? * I’m holding my sleeve and asking *
“By the way, make some regular food. I’m sorry.
Half an hour later, I came back to the living room with three dishes.
Just set it up, and suddenly the door opens.
“The leaves, this is?” “The leaves are looking at us, with their eyes shining.”
Ye Moe’s voice came out of nowhere, “This is my old high school classmate, come and help me out. I’m sorry.
“Good to see you in high school. “The mother smiles and joins hands.
“Hello, Auntie. “I’ve had some kind of “hello.”
“How old is the boy this year? Married? I’m sorry.
“Mom! “Eat meat, your favorite.” I’m sorry.
But the mother of the leaves did not give up, and asked: “O little king, do you have a girlfriend?” I’m sorry.
I’m eating, I’m looking for Yip Mo.
Yet Ye Moe didn’t even look at me.
The elders will not fail to answer their questions, but I will be hardheaded: “No.” I’m sorry.
Ipma was happy and went on to ask, “What do you do now? I’m sorry.
“The anchor.” I’m telling you the truth.
“O anchor…” “Ipma’s voice suddenly became strange and apparently cooled down.
I don’t know. What’s wrong with the anchor?
I didn’t ask. It’s just that the three of us ate nothing.
8
I went back to my home town to continue my live business.
So as not to cause any misunderstanding, and so as to lead, I’m going to take a transmutation video every time.
Watching my fans quickly broke from hundreds to tens of thousands, and there were a lot of people in my studio, but–
There is a fatal problem: the audience is generally online for less than three minutes, and a larger group of fans and road people come in for less than 30 seconds and drop out of the live booth.
Simply put, I can’t keep people on the air.
I’m already the best of them, as compared to most of the new anchors and fruit distributors, but I still have a few of the 100-300 pounds of sales per day.
Just as I was thinking about how to get out of this chicken rib situation, Yek Moe suddenly called and asked me to meet.
As soon as I sat down at her house, she gave me an offer that I couldn’t refuse.
“I’ll deal with the sales of your oranges if I pretend to be my boyfriend and deal with my mother. I’m sorry.
It’s Aunt Yee’s wedding.
I was curious how she helped me with the sales problem, and she laughed, “Do you not forget what I do?” I’m sorry.
I shaked my head and said, “The seal is reviewed, but…” and people would hide.
I didn’t say the last part. She got it.
“The nature of the job is still to deal with the bloggers, and I have a good relationship with a few big Internet reds. I’m sorry.
“But–” she said, “I can help you contact someone, but your oranges must be of good quality.” I’m sorry.
I’m gonna slap my chest, and I’m gonna make sure, “Don’t worry, our orange tastes okay. I’m sorry.
Speaking of which, I moved a box of oranges from behind.
“This was just taken from the orchard last night. I brought you a box. Try it. I’m sorry.
After she tried, she gave a “good” assessment.
Our cooperation has also been formalized.
9
But things have changed, and neither of us thought of it — I’m on fire.
I got hung up on the Internet!
Scolded by thousands of Internet users!
The reason is that two days ago I picked up a big bill, and the customer was on the order of 1,000 pounds of orange.
Because it was the first time I received such a large amount, I was also very careful to send a message to the buyer asking if there was any error in the order information, particularly the quantity.
I was told that this was a benefit that the company purchased for its employees and requested a 20-pound box.
After confirming that he was not a slipper, I agreed to his request for a 20-pound box, and gave him 200-pound oranges in vain, based on the promotion package.
I didn’t think I’d get a hot search for 1,200 pounds of orange.
The video, “The female hostess is selling meat and starting to sell it with a dark heart,” went crazy in the fun.
I’m going to light a video. It’s got a screenshot of my previous live broadcast.
Another black-faced man cried and complained that he had bought thousands of pounds of oranges during my live broadcast, and as a result, half of the delivery was bad, demanding a return and being humiliated by physical assault.
There’s the truth, there’s a lot of rotting oranges in the video, and there’s a chat screen that I’ve never seen before, and it’s as if there’s evidence.
In one moment, private letters were squeezed, and evil, crude, indecent, and unimaginable language, such as the flood, came to me.
Many of the friends who haven’t been in touch for many years suddenly greeted, and all the crowds were @me, the phone rings were ringing, and the oranges that had been on the list before were turned off.
I read the video over and over again, and the man in the video, I’m sure I’ve never seen it, and the oranges sent out were removed from the tree the same day.
If the natural decay of the oranges is simply not possible in the video, there are only two possibilities:
First, logistics exchange.
Second, the buyer calls himself a thief.
In both cases, in order to prove my innocence, I had to produce a packaged video that proved that the oranges were in good shape when they came from me.
I was relieved to come to that conclusion.
Because the house was previously equipped with surveillance, it was supposed to guard against theft, and it was in front of the front yard.
Just as I called the surveillance video, a phone call came in.
“Yeme, you…”
I didn’t finish my speech, and I was quick to say on the phone, “Look at the man in your fan list with the Internet name “LSP.” I’m sorry.
LSP?
There was a terrible memory in my head.
Every day since my account was unsealed, a personal letter from an Internet friend, the LSP.
Private correspondence includes, but is not limited to:
“Hello? I’m sorry.
“Can I see that last dress?” I can give you a reward every day. I’m sorry.
“I like men like you, I think they’re soft…”
“Yeah, I love blacks. Remember to wear them on the next live. I’m sorry.
I was harassed so much, I went straight to Black, and I yelled.
What did I say?
Oh, remember.
“A poor man who can’t afford two pounds of orange, climb for me! I’m sorry.
I know that he can drive himself crazy when he is greasy and arrogant, if he steps on his pride and does not give him any opportunity to rebut it.
“What happened? “The voice of Yem Mok came from the phone again.
“He sexually harassed me. I’m sorry.
The phone was silent for a while.
I was acutely aware that Yeh Moe was calling at this time, and it was impossible to mention a person who had nothing to do with online opinion.
“LSP is the buyer of 1,000 pounds of orange.” I’m sorry.
“The back office data on leisure shows that the account number “I’m the richest” and “LSP” in your store are related and that “I’m the richest” is the new number registered for these two days. I’m sorry.
The whole story seems to be coming to light, and I’m going to make a close comparison between the chats on the false video and the previous LSP conversations.
It was true that a common saying had emerged in both of the screenshots: “Orange can’t afford to be a poor man to climb ” .
10
As I was fully prepared to clarify the material, there was another change of opinion on the Internet — I was stabbed in the back.
A video was released with the account number of millions of fans.
In the video, Zhang claimed to be my high school classmate, saying that I was not in the group when I went to school, imitating women’s voices, and that a “school history” had taken place for a long time.
When I was in high school, I wasn’t tall, I was thin, and I looked like a girl, but I was popular with girls.
I heard that basketball helps to grow up, so every Friday after school, I play a little bit at the basketball court.
One time, I was stopped by a third grader, “I heard you’re going to scream like a woman. I’m sorry.
I’m avoiding my side and the right inch is blocking my way first.
“Goko told you to scream. That’s what counts! I’m sorry.
“No!” I said no.
A few other mini-crews came up quickly, slammed on all sides, and I was pushed down on the ground, rubbing my face on the ground, and it was so hot.
“You dare tell the teacher to try. “They put down the harsh words.
Try it.
In the morning of Monday, I was standing under the podium, with tall boys and a few others studying at the podium.
“Thank you for the memorable memory of Wang Xiaoqiao, we will remember him, remember this lesson, and hope that the rest of our classmates will take us for a lesson…”
Repentation sounds more like a threat, as it is.
Their revenge comes fast and hard.
Half a month later, an audio link appeared in the school forum, with a big red headline, “The welfare of late night, large-scale audio, the truth behind the punishment of some of the students.” I’m sorry.
I’m a soprano, as everyone knows, and I’m being threatened by someone on the audio, and then it’s just a woman’s voice.
It is natural for everyone to think that I am the woman in the audio, and I have sent a clarification, but not many believe.
People are often more willing to believe what they believe than what they believe in.
Eleven.
The “Bed Scream Incident” has been pulled out, and my voice has grown more and more online, and various labels, such as “spoken” “spoken” “psychiatry”, have been attached to me.
A lot of people think that I insult women, and a lot of people @Little Official permanently shut down my account.
Even more alarming is the fact that young people in the village also learned about this through the Internet, and that the whole village knows about it.
Aunt Six, Uncle Five and Aunt Four blocked the door, asking if it was true, and convicting me with a sharp eye knife and concluding that the child was crooked.
The elders lamented me for my indecency and my reputation in the country.
On the way, the mothers would hold their children silently and warn, “When they see the man, stay away.” I’m sorry.
My parents, too, and my relatives and friends, who looked at me with remorse, as if they were saying, “Why did they agree to such absurd behavior?” The oranges in the garden are better than now, fearing that they will rot in the ground. I’m sorry.
And suddenly I had the illusion that I had returned to a dark high school, and those around me, familiar, unfamiliar, known and unknown, were saying, “Look! That’s King Little Jump, that heretic. I’m sorry.
At this point, Yemu called in.
“King Little Jump, I just gave you my voice online. How’s your evidence coming? I’m sorry.
I heard something. I immediately opened up my fun and swiped the leaves and the ink in support of my video.
The video was published by Yek Mok’s personal account, where she clarified that my “sliding shirt” was an accident.
And also, as my high school classmates, believe in me and believe that things are going backwards, so you can be patient and the bullets can fly for a while.
Saying that it was false, when I was referred to by the people, there was a man who stood by me without hesitation and spoke for me.
I smiled at her and said, “This is the big man’s love for little Zef. I’m sorry.
She said, “You can still joke about me. You look in a good mood. I’m sorry.
I am not an unexpected judge, but I know that what I should do is to clarify for myself, more than I feel in the dark, but I cannot talk to Yip Moe and make her worry for me.
I can only change the subject and ask, “Why am I supposed to be your boyfriend?” You have a lot of options, don’t you? I’m sorry.
Silence, she said for a long time, “I’ll tell you the answer when this is done. I’m sorry.
I looked over and over the video and found that there are two main points at hand:
Number one, who is responsible for bad oranges?
Secondly, I insult women.
The first problem is simple: there’s video surveillance at home, and I just have to put the video online, and the rest goes to logistics and buyers.
But the second point is serious, and in this age of promoting equality between women and men, the stigmatization of women is a very serious accusation, which is not being dealt with well, and I will be permanently sealed.
Just as I was so busy collecting evidence, Zhang released another video, with the target pointing straight to the ink.
He accused Ye Mo and I of having an illegitimate deal, demanding that the leisure official review Ye Mo’s work and hand over the official account number “Civil Harmony” to others.
That’s what he wanted.
It’s not safe to take a knife off your head.
“At 8:00 p.m., live in front of the face. Garbage! @LSP
I put the video to the top, and all the people who look at it can see it.
12
At night, the airtime is on time.
Tens of thousands of viewers came in at an instant, increasing at a rate of hundreds and thousands per second.
Everyone comes in first, because…
I’m wearing an online video that was punched in Marseilles.
I smiled at the camera, “Good evening, everyone. I’m a fruit salesman, Wang. Welcome to my live studio. I’m sorry.
“No respect for women’s garbage!” I’m sorry.
“Don’t you lose your money?” I’m sorry.
Netizen 3: Pure Roadman, passing by, begging for Kopp. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
We’re here to see the truth.
Thousands of screens, rolling on the screen.
I’ve got three controversial points to address in this live broadcast.
First of all, I put out a surveillance video that proves that my orange quality is fine.
The second concerns disrespect and humiliation of women.
I stood up and bowed to the camera.
“I’m sorry that my mistake led to the “sliding of my shirt” accident, but I’m very sorry for the bad effects. I’m sorry.
“The official censor of the fun scene at that time was punished with the suspension of my radio booth. I denied the authenticity of the audio, and I sent a letter of clarification that year. I’m sorry.
I then set out a screenshot of the clarification statement of the year.
“You can say whatever you want without seeing the facts.” I’m sorry.
On this occasion, Zhang and his fans joined in the live booth, where they were proud to hold their votes.
I realized it wasn’t easy.
When Zhang came in, he said, “I’ve got a client from that year, and he’s been saying a few words. I’m sorry.
Then the familiar inches appeared in front of the camera.
“I’m sorry about the year, but we were just having fun. I don’t know who taped it. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”
The more honest you speak on the other side, the more guilty you feel, the more you sit on that sound is my fact.
Netizens …: Although the anchor was forced, it was disgusting.
Netizen Iron Bones: No bones.
Netizens turned their lives around: I thought it was a unilateral crush, and that’s it? You can’t beat your face?
I saw the audience’s negative emotions come to an orgasm, and I laughed.
“Accordingly, I have here… a enthusiast of the year’s audio. I’m sorry.
Zhang and the inches suddenly turned.
“I was also worried that the netizens would question the authenticity of the audio, after all, it wasn’t mine, and I didn’t have the voices of the others on the audio to support it, so you two came. I’m sorry.
“Thanks for the sound. I’m sorry.
In the age of network technology, it is easy to distinguish the voices of two people, so that computer operations in a matter of minutes can analyse wave-form maps of two sounds.
Two similar spectra appear in front of everyone.
They cut the audio in the first place, and it’s full of holes.
“It’s over. I’ll pay you back. @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Feb14
What else can we not understand?
Quoting, accusing, and taking off the powder immediately bounced back on Zhang himself.
Zhang Zhang quickly broke off the line and the fans who followed Zhang strung out of the live booth.
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As a result of the high level of interest, the entertainment authorities followed with the following statement:
With regard to the allegations made by the news anchor of recent days about the audit account, Civil Harmony, the Platform attaches great importance to the establishment of a task force to conduct an internal review of the matter, as follows:
First, no irregularities by the account manager of “civil harmony” have been detected.
2. The Platform does not interfere with the personal rights of employees to be friends.
The confrontation ended and I turned around and moved the two baskets of orange next to the tripod to the camera.
“This is our orange, full of sunlight, sweet bites, the broker takes it from us, buys you a dozen bucks a pound, and now it’s only a few bucks to get home by clicking on the yellow car below the left. I’m sorry.
It’s a shame you’ve been scolded.
He said I picked up a skin peel, and the oranges started eating slowly, and a cup of tea came along.
The number of shopping carts and the number of lowers began to increase at high speed.
With the heat of bad oranges, I spread to the audience our home is open to large orders, corporate buys, leads gifts, custom service.
For the first time, I felt the true charm of the live operator.
“Homes, this is where today’s live broadcast comes in, likes to focus on the anchor and not get lost.”
I’ve just finished, and the special effects of a series of gifts on the air are blinding.
“The Ink Ink Year” offers a reward to the host:
Luxury Carnival x1
Luxury Carnival x 2
Luxury Carnival x3
I don’t know.
Luxury Carnival x 10
Five minutes after the show, we finally got back on the air. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen it.
Netizen 0: The older brother and sister stay, soft, plastic, 12xxx.
Netizen 1: High profile, night shift…
I closed the curtain and smiled at the camera in the full screen of “The Rich Man for the Children”: “Thank you for the luxurious carnival. I’m sorry.
And then off the airroom, of course a good man hides.
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“Can you tell me the answer now?” I’m sorry.
The cell phone struck. It was a video call from Yemu.
In the screen, the hair in the ink was wet, the white towel was laid on the shoulder at random, and the silk turban was sprouted out of the pyjamas, apparently just after the bathing.
Out of courtesy, I couldn’t look at anything but the face of Yip Mok.
Good evening. I’m a little nervous.
“Good evening. She’s not looking at me, she keeps moving.
“Have you heard the story of King Arthur and the Witch? She suddenly asked:
“Hmm? I don’t know why I chose to listen.
“Young Arthur was captured by soldiers from a neighbouring country and brought before the King, who did not kill him, but gave him an opportunity to be free if he answered one question.
The question is: What do women really want?
The King gave Arthur a year to find the answer to that question, during which he asked many people, priests, wise men, clowns, but no one could give him the answer to his satisfaction. I’m sorry.
“Well, do you know what the answer is? “I’m sorry.
“What women really want is to control their own destiny. * I look down and tell the truth *
The agitation before, even the offence, disappears at this moment.
“Yes, he is in charge of his own destiny. “Do you think I’m beautiful when I have long hair?” Or is it beautiful now?”
I looked up to her, and I looked with sincere eyes: “Beautiful is up to you.” I’m sorry.
“The king jumps, you haven’t changed.” I’m sorry.
I took a breath.
“Do you know who I envy most in school? I’m sorry.
“Listen to your tone, it seems to me, but why? I’m not as good as you as I was in the first grade; I’m not as good-looking as I was in school, even… scandalous. I’m sorry.
She said, “But you are you.” She said, “I don’t really like long hair, I don’t like white skirts, but when my father ran off with a hostess, my mother put all my heart on me.
From primary school to high school, I’ve always been the favorite of parents, and it was only when I met you that I knew that one person could live so freely.
I remember you playing with the voice of a woman and the same seat under the window, and I remember when you were looking for a school bull’s-eye.
Stop! Stop… is that me? “I’ve been glorified and I’ve been in the heat.
“Ha ha, you look so cute. “I’m sorry.
Me and Yemu talked a lot about the past, and they were happy.
As for our relationship… friends above, lovers under.
In an unacknowledged understanding of one another, we chose to follow its course.
15
I sold all my oranges with heat, but the chicken ribs that I faced earlier were not solved.
Look at the other anchor’s vending booths, where the audience has a lot of choice of commodities, and I only have a single orange.
Of course I can choose not to broadcast, but the oranges are already sold out this year.
But what about next year? What about the rest of the village?
I’m holding my hand in my hand, “Break, help Uncle’s house if you can’t sell the oranges on this tree again, your sister’s tuition next year… you’re watching her grow up. I’m sorry.
I can’t stay out of it or be indifferent.
I’m starting to think about my live location — a single fruit-seller? A voice and a costumed talent anchor? Or… a field host.
After a careful analysis of the comparison, and after consulting Ye Moe, I decided to follow the path of the field host.
The country’s beauty, its beauty and its uniqueness are all my strengths.
And when I look for it, I’m still going to attract the audience by dressing, but there’s a theme for each.
Like the day of the goose.
I’m going to start with a beautiful feather costume, a long bamboo pole, walking in a field of wild flowers, collecting feathers from geese falling, making a quill, a goose feather fan, or a unique goose hair.
In any case, seek not measure.
My unique and fine way of broadcasting quickly attracted a large audience, and everyone knew I had a script, but every time there were surprises and surprises.
The number of my fans ran into millions at an incredible rate, provoking the entire district economy and being hired by the Government as a regional image-advocacy ambassador.
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As my career began to flourish, silence disappeared in the air.
On one occasion I spoke to Yip Mok about him, he was wrinkled, and after the last live confrontation with you, he dropped a lot of powder and was officially punished with a one-month seal.
It’s just that there’s a problem with his original live broadcast, using the online PK to lure the audience to paint gifts, and in private contact with fans who cheat money and are permanently sealed when they report it.
I was silent for a moment, in sense, unexpectedly.
My relationship with Yip Moe is moving smoothly and smoothly, and I’m ready to confess when the next year’s flower will open.
And We invited Yemu to the village, and she came to the appointment.
When I took out the roses that were hidden behind me and confessed, a man came out suddenly — it was a great thing.
With a fruit knife in his hand, he stabbed me with his eyes, and in a state of crisis, I threw a rose with a thorn in my hand at him, and was smashing it on his face, slashing it a few centimetres over his arm, and I seized the chance to escape.
When I escaped two or three metres, I discovered that Ye Moe had not followed and that he had targeted Yip Moe as soon as he saw him.
I didn’t think too much. I grabbed the rocks on the floor and threw them at Chang. “Bitch, come here. I’m sorry.
He’s pissed off by me, with a knife coming at me.
And the hawk pool was a mile or two away from the village, and We had planned to bring him to the village, and the people subdued him together, but suddenly the voice of Yedmuk came behind him.
“Don’t run. He’s already under my control. I’m sorry.
And We turned, and saw the dead dog on the ground, as it was, while the ink was holding his head and hitting him on the ground until he fainted.
I was reminded of Ye Moe’s talk about his taekwondo black belt.
“Stop looking and call the police. I’m sorry.
“Oh oh. I’m sorry.
I kicked the murder weapon to the side and, after calling the police, I called the village people and told them to bring a normal oxen rope and trap people.
It’s 6:00 p.m. after we get our notes out of the police station.
I kicked a rock by my feet, and I was depressed, “A good romantic confession turned into a half-day tour of the police station. I’m sorry.
A tiny hand suddenly held my hand, “Thank you for protecting me today, boyfriend. I’m sorry.
I’ll look back and see the bright smile.
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Published in 2022-04-20 18:13 Prohibition of Reproduction
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