Chapter 317 The anchor is this eating with a girlfriend?

   "Three...three months?" Mo Xiaohuang's voice trembled into a line.

  Langsheng gave him an answer with a nasal "um".

  Too tight, right? They are all small tasks, the lowest is to inquire about news and the like, all cost hundreds of dollars. With this calculation, how much news do they want to find out!

  Langsheng seemed to see through Mo Xiaohuang’s mind at a glance, and said: “I will show you a clear path for your teacher, try to connect with big tasks, and the reward will be much higher.”

   However, those tens of thousands of dollars worth of tasks are all related to human lives, and they are really scared.

  Lang Sheng left Class F without waiting for Mo Xiaohuang's reply. But she didn't see a pair of expectant eyes clinging to her in the classroom. After she left, those eyes turned into a loss.

   Ji An'an smiled bitterly, and immersed himself in the question. Blame yourself for being passionate.

  Time always flies quickly.

  Langsheng waited at the school gate as scheduled, wearing a conspicuous white hat on his head, lowering the brim of the hat, and almost only a chin could be seen.

  It is estimated that after five minutes, her hat was suddenly picked up. She looked up, it was Quan Yi.

   "There is a traffic jam on the road, it's late." Quan Yi's voice is deep, and his eyes are still tired. It seems that he didn't sleep well last night.

  Lang Sheng took the hat back from his hand and said nothing. But she knew that he lied, and she smelled tobacco on him.

   Quan Yi naturally grabbed Lang Sheng's arm and walked away, until he could not find the large pink patches of Lang Sheng's ears.

  His collar opened slightly, and the shallow wound on his collarbone was looming. The collarbone is really good-looking, so I want to make a bite and leave a mark.

   Quan Yi took her to a hotel and booked a private room.

  It's really a waste of money.

  Langsheng suddenly remembered that the number of live broadcasts this month was too small, so he started the live broadcast.

  In just one minute, a large number of people poured into the live broadcast room, and gifts and comments also flooded in.

  Langsheng was eating shrimp, and just removed the shell and drank it with flavored water. During the eating process, she also looked at the live broadcast room from time to time, saw everyone's questions, and occasionally answered a few sentences.

  "The anchor, brother, is this a transformation to be a food anchor?"

   "Little brother has broadcast live four times, and each time it is the kind without repetition."

   "Anchor, are you having dinner with your girlfriend!?"

  Lang Sheng saw at a glance "Are you having dinner with your girlfriend, the anchor!?", then raised his eyes to look at Quan Yi who was sitting on the opposite side of the elegant meal, and then replied: "No girlfriend or brother."

   Quan Yi's movements suddenly stopped, and calmly kept his eyes on Lang Sheng. He pursed his lips, feeling that he had no appetite for this meal.

   "Brother? Who pays!"

   "At first glance, I know that it is not a cheap street shop."

   "There is money, there is money."

   [Anchor, invite me to dinner and send out the rocket×10]

   [The rich guy asks to be raised to give away a diamond ring×10]

  [Golden Snoopy sends out vitality bullet×50]

  Lang Sheng thinks it’s still more tempting on the table. He stretched out his hand and took out an oyster, and the live broadcast room exploded!

   "Fuck, French Belon oysters! Hold your thighs."

   "Bah, Bah, I want to eat too."

   "I don't want to watch or watch. At this moment, I just listen to the anchor. I don't want to watch the anchor and eat food!"

  The corner of Quan Yi’s mouth was inexplicably curved. Until now, he has been watching her for nearly an hour. She hasn't found out what she ate, he might be able to say it completely.

  On the entire table, only a small hill of seafood shells piled up on the other side.

  Poisoning late at night (warm reminder: take the exam next week, restrain yourself. I will announce another news that makes me heart-stirring: I will come back on Saturday night to update the text every week, so wait for me.)

  (End of this chapter)