Acting Like a Cannon Fodder is the Best Life

10

The black car drove slowly into the iron gate of the villa and stopped at the garage door.

Ji Juechuan looked at the mobile phone whose screen was lit up. On it was a video that Lu Ji had just sent, followed by a message:

"Mr. Ji, this is the screen recording of today's live broadcast. It is of the highest quality and lossless sound quality. Please have a look."

Ji Juechuan ignored that sentence.

He just wanted to know what Yan Yan said and did in the live broadcast room, whether he had revealed his true nature, and whether it had the highest quality or not.

Clicking on the video, a picture of Yan Yan sitting on the sofa holding water appeared on the screen. He looked at the phone and was taken aback for a moment, then frowned slightly.

Ji Juechuan remembered that Lu Ji said that he was cursing Yan Yan when he saw the barrage in the live broadcast room, and it should be about this time.

The boy on the screen didn't say a word for a while, just stared at the screen until a long bullet screen appeared, and the boy finally reacted.

Behind it is the poem reading clip that the barrage keeps mentioning. Yan Yan's voice came from the phone very clearly, with a small electric sound, which made people's ears numb.

Because there is no radio equipment, Yan Yan's voice is a little far away, but it has a hazy beauty.

After listening, Ji Juechuan had a strange idea inexplicably in his mind.

If Yan Yan could read this poem in front of him, it would definitely sound better.

He pursed his lips, suppressed the thought, and then watched the content behind the video.

In the video, Yan Yan has already started answering the barrage questions. When he speaks, his voice will be soft, which is a little different from Qingyue's voice when reading poems.

Before answering a question, he would think carefully for a long time, and then look at the camera with those crystal eyes, and answer without haste.

Hearing Yan Yan said that the live broadcast time is on the morning of weekdays, and there is no live broadcast on weekends, Ji Juechuan subconsciously frowned.

On weekday mornings, isn't that when he is not at home?

Obviously, the traffic will be even greater on weekends, but Yan Yan chooses to broadcast live when the traffic is the least. The only possibility is to avoid him.

Ji Juechuan frowned even deeper, Yan Yan's live broadcast was no secret, why did he only keep it from him?

This must be Yan Yan's plan.

He was frowning and watching the video when the car window was knocked.

As if guilty of guilt, Ji Juechuan's first reaction was to turn off the video, and only after putting away his phone did he realize that the windows of his car were closed, and people outside could not see inside.

He turned his head and saw the person in the video just now standing outside the window with his head tilted slightly, as if he wanted to see if there was anyone in the car.

Ji Juechuan watched Yan Yan's more delicate and beautiful face off-screen through the glass, and slowly rolled down the window when Yan Yan thought that no one in the car was turning around to leave.

Yan Yan paused, then immediately went back to the car window, opening and closing her soft and bright red lips: "Honey, you're back."

Even though Yan Yan has called him this way several times, Ji Juechuan is still not used to this name, not to say he is bored, but every time he hears it, his heart feels like being swept away by a feather.