Chapter 52:

After the show. Jian Rong was hesitating how to ask Xiaobai about the "fixed time", Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a slender hand, and picked up the stocking he had thrown on the carpet.
Lu Baiyuan had just finished talking with Ding Ge, his sleeves were pulled up to his elbows at random, and the hand that he usually used to hold the black mouse was holding the white pink-rimmed stockings, which was very abrupt.
Jian Rong's first reaction was to remove her feet from the coffee table.
"...What are you two doing?" Ding Ge followed Lu Baiyuan: "Better than ankle? You can't figure it out, can it be better?"
The phone rang, Lu Baiyuan put his socks on the armrest of the sofa, connected to the phone and walked outside.
Ge Ding quickly stopped him: "Where?"
Lu Baiyuan left the sentence: "Express."
It was not until the door was closed that Jian Rong moved to the other sofa, grabbing her socks and lifting her feet to put them on.
"Why?" Ding Ge stopped him, stunned: "You still want to wear it back?"
The other three people followed and looked over. Jian Rong paused for two seconds while wearing socks, and then took off the other socks: "No."
Ding Ge turned on the phone and took a look: "Today's live broadcast effect is very good, the popularity is the first, the popularity is the first, and it directly rushed to the fifth platform gift list this week..."
"Only fifth?" Yuan Qian looked up from the phone: "He has received nearly one million gifts today, right? He can only rank in the top five?"
There was nowhere to put the socks, Jian Rong put it into the pocket of his coat.
Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head: "One million?"
"Accurately, it is 1.17 million." Ding Ge casually counted: "Without free gifts, there should be five or six hundred thousand yuan for deductions and tax deductions. Money is a trivial matter, mainly because of your attention. The number of fans who have risen in one day is more than that of others in a month...Look, this wave of women's clothing is not losing, right?"
Seeing Jian Rong's face in surprise, Yuan Qian said happily: "Don't look like you have never seen the world, you used to be a big anchor."
Jian Rong is indeed a major anchor.
However, the number of viewers in the League of Legends division is large, but few are willing to throw gifts. The monthly gift rankings are either outdoor bloggers or valued bloggers. League of Legends also receives more gifts from female anchors. Jian Rong used to split his basic salary and free gifts.
Xiaobai picked up an orange from the table: "Forget it, look at his live broadcast style, he only the spray, not the gift."
The door was opened, and Lu Baiyuan came back with a package in one hand and a cake box in the other.
Ding looked back and raised his eyebrows: "Huh? It's delivered? Why didn't the delivery staff call me?"
Jian Rong turned her head back, and was startled when she saw the cake Lu Baiyuan was carrying with her left hand.
"Just bumped into it, I took it easily." Lu Baiyuan raised his hind foot and closed the door.
Ding Ge wondered: "How do you know this cake is ours? I didn't seem to fill in the specific house number."
Lu Baiyuan put the cake box on the coffee table: "You almost write your name on the cake."
The little doll standing on the cake has dyed blue hair, wears headphones, and has a sign on his chest with a stinky expression.
"I'm grass! Cake! I haven't eaten cake for a long time!!" Xiaobai was excited for two seconds, and looked at Ding with wonder: "Why didn't it on my birthday?"
Yuan Qian said cheerfully: "Neither do I."
"Don't talk about you, I don't have it myself." Ding Ge picked up the paper knife and roughly cut the bow on the cake box: "Isn't this 18 years old? I'm thinking about buying a cake...you are 18 years old. I haven't had my birthday at the base. What's the point of making up the cake afterwards."
Jian Rong put her elbow on her knee and bent over, staring at the little doll on the cake for a long time: "...what am I wearing?"
Ding Ge said "Oh": "S11 global finals medals."
Everyone looked at him a little hard to say.
"What are you doing?" Ding Ge said confidently, "Can't you take a good intention? I ate and sleep quickly, and I have to train tomorrow... Xiaolu, do you want to take down the courier for you by the way?"
Lu Baiyuan put the package beside the sofa: "No need."
Ding Ge put on the candle that read "18": "What is the process of celebrating the birthday? Sing the birthday song?"
Jian Rong refused without thinking, "Don't be so troublesome."
Ding Ge thought for a while. It was a bit silly for a few big men to gather around and sing a birthday song: "The two processes of blowing candles and wishing have to go."
Jian Rong hesitated for two seconds, then reluctantly nodded in agreement.
"Lighter... Where's my lighter?" Ding Ge fumbled in his pocket for a while, and was about to go back to the house to find it, when a black gold-rimmed lighter was suddenly stretched out in front of him.
Ding Ge took it smoothly, opened the lid and ignited the fire. Just as he was about to light a candle, his movements suddenly stopped.
Lu Baiyuan's outstretched hand was still in the air, and he rarely cursed an in his heart, leaning to the right without showing a trace, and distanced himself from the person in front of him.
Sure enough, Ding turned his head suddenly, and spit wildly: "Lu Baiyuan, you smoke again?! What did the doctor say during the previous physical examination? Is it so difficult for you to ban smoking for two months? Are you a teenager or a smoker? Boy? Oh—I see, you just went out just to smoke, right? Well, you learned to use express delivery as a cover..."
Lu Baiyuan sat on the armrest of the sofa, helplessly: "I didn't smoke, this thing has been in my pocket."
"Why do you take it with you if you don't smoke? Lighting?" Ding Ge kept bending and called the person closest to Lu Baiyuan: "Jian Rong, you can smell his hands and see if there is a smell of smoke! "
Jian Rong: "..."
Just as Jian Rong wanted to say that there is a need for trust between people, Lu Baiyuan suddenly stretched out his hand here.
Lu Baiyuan was sitting on the armrest of his sofa, with his hand reaching right next to his head, a short distance away.
Lu Baiyuan's palm is facing up, his fingers are lazily curved, and there is a slightly raised rib on his wrist.
A few seconds later, Jian Rong leaned closer to smell his hand.
A faint scent, it should be the use of hand sanitizer after playing the game.
Jian Rong sniffed twice, breathing lightly and hitting Lu Baiyuan's index finger.
Rabbit ears followed the owner's head back to the original position, and Jian Rong's voice was flat: "No smell of smoke."
Lu Baiyuan shook God briefly. When the two numbers "18" were lit, he took his hand back: "Satisfied?"
"If you didn't smoke today, it doesn't mean you didn't smoke before." After lighting up the fire, Ding Ge put the things into his pocket: "The lighter will be confiscated first, and you will be returned after the smoking ban period."
Lu Baiyuan put his right hand in his pocket and rubbed the place where he had just been blown with his thumb: "Don't take it, I'll give it to you."
Ding laughed angrily: "What are you doing... Establish a new rule. In the future, you will directly report to me whoever smokes, and I will pay two thousand as a bonus for a successful report."
"Wow... how can you bring the bad ethos of reporting to the team?" Xiaobai finished the performance pompously, and then raised his hand: "I reported that P Bao smoked on the way to the base. Two sticks can count as four. Thousands?"
Pine raised his hand and knocked him on the head twice.
"The previous ones don't count. In the future, I see whoever smokes and take pictures directly and get the money based on the photos." After amusement, Ding Ge said: "Come on, make a wish and blow the candles. How about winning the S game if you wish..."
Jian Rong lowered her head and blew the candle.
Ding Ge: "..."
Jian Rong said: "No need to make a wish, I can win the championship myself."
Lu Baiyuan smiled upon hearing this.
This madness... It's been a long time.
Although the rest of the team also wanted to win the championship, no one would say "I want to win the championship" after a few games.
"This is the young man." Ding Ge sighed, and handed him the knife: "Come on, cut the first knife. After eating the cake, we will immediately win the championship."
This is like teasing a child. Jian Rong sneered and took the knife.
The cake was ordered very small, just one piece per person.
Because she is the birthday star, Jian Rong gets the largest cake. Those who usually don't touch desserts after a meal, today sat on the sofa and ate cakes obediently.
Xiaobai suddenly leaned forward, with a huge cream on his finger.
"Don't touch me." Jian Rong's voice was cold: "If it gets on my coat, I will hang up on your phone tomorrow to curse."
Xiaobai stiffened: "You don't know my password!"
Jian Rong: "The pinyin of "P Bao's Little Assistant"."
Xiaobai turned around and put the cream on Pine's face.
"Ge Ding." Yuan Qian looked up: "Can you give me one of the tickets for the next game?"
Ding didn't lift his head: "What are you doing? Girlfriend wants to see?"
"Yes." Yuan Qian smiled generously: "I heard that it was playing in our home stadium, so she wanted to come."
"No problem, I will ask someone to pick it up tomorrow." Ding Ge remembered something and looked at Jian Rong: "Every game will give us admission tickets, but this group of people don't want it. I just keep forgetting. Tell you... if you need to, ask me directly."
Jian Rong shook his head: "I don't need it either."
Xiaobai ate the cake and said with emotion: "I still remember that when I first started playing games, I liked to give out admission tickets, who would give it to whom, until a stupid guy took the voucher I gave to resell it, and I never gave it again. ...Hey brother, haven't you experienced this too?"
Lu Baiyuan broke off a piece of cake with a fork: "Really? Don't remember."
"I remember, we played the second league game." Yuan Qian interrupted: "My parents would also like to come to the scene then, I asked you if the ticket is still there, and then you said...the ticket was given to a little scalper. ."
Jian Rong's chewing action paused and raised his head quickly.
Lu Baiyuan thoughtfully, nodded after a long while: "I remember."
Pine rarely said, "Why don't I remember."
"You hadn't joined the team at that time." Lu Baiyuan put aside the cream on the cake: "A kid was chased out by the owner of an Internet cafe when he was looking for a job. He sat at the door and wiped his tears... I didn't have any money at the time, so I gave him the ticket. ."
Jian Rong froze.
Yuan Qian wondered: "Then why do you say he is a scalper?"
Lu Baiyuan said indifferently: "The ID card was captured in the Internet cafe, and I went back to get it. The kid was talking to someone about the fare, and it would be twice as long as I carried it.
"Cough-cough cough..." Jian Rong choked on the cake, covering her mouth and coughing nonstop.
Others were attracted by his movement, Jian Rong bent her elbow to cover her face, coughing and waved her hand to signal that she was okay.
"Selling tickets at a young age is really unbelievable!" Xiaobai said indignantly: "Brother, why didn't you catch that little ass?!"
Originally wanted to catch it.
But he was in a hurry and saw the child's blushing face and the sweaty nose...Just forget it.
Jian Rong was still coughing, and when Lu Baiyuan looked over, Jian Rong's entire face was coughing red.
Lu Baiyuan put down the cake, took a bottle of unopened mineral water and handed it over.
At the moment when he stretched out his hand, Lu Baiyuan seemed to think of something, and raised his eyebrows lightly.
Jian Rong didn't notice his expression, she reached out to take it, but couldn't get it.
Lu Baiyuan held it tightly.
This kind of strength seemed to only last for a second, before Jian Rong had time to wonder, the other party let go.
Jian Rong unscrewed the bottle cap and took three shots to calm down.
Yuan Qian smiled and said: "Tickets for the sub-league can be sold for twice the price by the kid...what to say, it has potential."
In a moment, Lu Baiyuan let out an "um" and slowly said: "It has been too long and I can't remember it clearly. Maybe there is a deviation from reality."
As soon as the voice fell, Lu Baiyuan saw the rabbit ears undulate greatly, and its owner was relieved.
After the show, Jian Rong returned to the room, took off his coat and checked it back and forth three times.
Confirming that nothing was stained on it, he held his coat and knocked on Lu Baiyuan's door.
The door opened at the first knock.
Jian Rong said: "I'll return the clothes..."
Lu Baiyuan opened the door: "I'm looking for you, come in."
After Jian Rong entered the house, Lu Baiyuan closed the door and turned back and saw the waist exposed under the sailor suit.
Jianrong is thin, and his waist is naturally thinner than ordinary boys. Lu Baiyuan looked away for only a second.
As soon as Jian Rong entered the house, she saw the unwrapped package on the ground, which contained a shoe box.
"Open it and take a look." Lu Baiyuan's voice came from behind.
Jian Rong froze for a moment, but didn't move.
"Your birthday present." Lu Baiyuan said: "It seems appropriate."
Jian Rong wanted to say "no need".
But Lu Baiyuan's gift...he really wanted it again.
He accepts this gift and waits for Lu Baiyuan's birthday to give an equivalent one. It shouldn't matter.
In the end, Jian Rong followed her heart, put her coat on the chair and squatted down to remove the shoe box.
It is a pair of sneakers, ivory white and light gray stitched together, a small pendant is hung on the shoe, and the logo on the side of the shoe also has a jacquard pattern.
Jian Rong doesn't know much about sneakers, only knows that the brand is Nike, and these shoes look very good.
Lu Baiyuan folded his arms and leaned against the wall: "Try on your feet."
Jian Rong's feet are forty yards, just right to put them on, but they don't match his sailor suit well.
Jian Rong sat on Lu Baiyuan's chair, bowed her head and looked at the shoes left and right, how she liked it.
He just wanted to thank him, but suddenly a sentence floated over his head--
"So you were not a scalper."
Jian Rong's heart stopped beating.
...
For a long time, Jian Rong closed her eyes, and then raised her head resignedly.
Lu Baiyuan is still leaning against the wall. With a faint smile on his face, he lowered his eyes and asked, "Why didn't it sell?"
Knowing that the other party recognizes herself, Jian Rong made a swallowing motion, and after a long time she responded slowly, "I really want to see... I won't sell it."
Lu Baiyuan smiled and said "Yes".
They were very close, and Lu Baiyuan could touch Jian's hair as soon as he stood and sat.
Lu Baiyuan seemed to have just washed his hands, his palms were a little cold, and the rubbing force was a little heavier than the previous few times.
He said: "I've grown up like this."
...
Jian Rong came with her coat, and walked with her shoebox.
Back in the room, Jian Rong leaned against the toilet door and panted, her heart beating almost exploding.
Before he could get over, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated.
[Ding Ge: Do you want that dress? 】
[Fuck Ear: No]
[Ding Ge: Then you can change it and give it to me, I'll take it and put it away. 】
I have to find something to distract. Jian Rong rubbed her face and took off her clothes.
Then there are skirts, bow ties, rabbit ears, socks... socks...
Where's the socks? !
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