Chapter 593: If you look good, you can do whatever you want for 25 [monthly ticket plus more]

On this day, when Azhao was broadcast live, Jiang Li was not there.
She is now a small net with a lot of fixed fans.
If you change to other people, you will probably hit the iron hot, sign a contract with the platform, open Weibo, and strive to market. Coupled with such a face, jumping out of the net red into the entertainment circle is not impossible.
But replaced by Azhao...
A Zhao said that he is too lazy to fight.
In these days, fans who are addicted to Azure’s value, in addition to affixing a narcissistic label on her, added a Buddhist system.
The Buddha is the anchor.
One hour a day.
In addition to the live broadcast of the beauty of the world, chat and answer questions, do not do anything else.
I used to occasionally ask for a reward, but now I don’t ask for it. (In fact, because the audience base is large enough, even if it is not asked, the reward is also very impressive.)
Since there is no need to reward, I can achieve my goal. Azhao said: Then I am still asking for anything.
Her fans' curtains are also considered to be a strange style.
One by one hate iron is not steel:
[Always a small star]: It is also a powder for Zhao Zhao for so long, Zhao Zhao, you are now in good traffic, planning early.
[Flying Birds]: The anchor value, even the entertainment circle is top-level? Think about it.
[Why don't you have stuffing for Shantou]: Entering the circle +1, I am going to show this value to me. Even if I play, I will chase after the whole process!
[Snow in Jerusalem]: Got it, the anchor doesn't even have a Weibo, and it's still in the circle. It feels like playing a ticket.
......
Azhao looked at these barrage, but it was also very calm: "I am too lazy to play Weibo, too lazy to enter the entertainment circle, everyone is quiet enough to enjoy my beauty in the video is not enough?"
What she didn't say was that she might have enough money afterwards, and even the live broadcasts were too lazy to broadcast live.
It can really be said that the Buddha is himself.
......
Jiang Li has never returned in the afternoon.
Azhao was not in a hurry. He ordered a takeaway. After eating and sitting on the balcony, he watched the pots that he had raised. The warm sunshine fell on his body. Azhao was a little sleepy.
Sleepy and sleepy, she fell asleep on the lounge chair.
Jiang Li came back very late.
He has the keys in the house, so he didn't knock at the door.
When entering the door, the house was dark and painted. He thought that Azhao was not at home.
Who knows that when the lights are turned on, they hear the stupid and especially sleepy sounds ringing from the balcony: "Hey... are you coming back?"
He turned back and watched the girl get up from the lounge chair.
She probably didn't wake up, the whole person was still lazy, leaning on the back of the chair, confused to his side.
In the big, round eyes, there was still a mist of mist, and it was like a confused and quiet dream.
His voice involuntarily lowered: "How do you sleep on the balcony?"
Azhao glanced back and blinked his eyes. The child’s anger licked his head and seemed to want to make himself awake.
She muttered: "I was in the sun, too comfortable. I accidentally fell asleep."
Sunning?
Jiang Li thinks of the present time, dumb.
"Don't eat?" he asked.
Azhao shook his head honestly.
Jiang Liyu let her sit and wake up and go to the kitchen herself.
The refrigerator was very clean, Jiang Li found a circle, but a green onion, three eggs, and half of the noodles.
It is enough to deal with a dinner.
Soon, the scent of fried eggs came out of the kitchen.
A Zhao followed the scent and walked over.