After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

It is Hao's prerogative to put the rich comments on the top as soon as they are sent out, and after a while, someone else leaves a message under her.

[! Hao actually has the pinnacle of tickets! Woo woo woo God, I admire it! 】

[Big Brother, did you read it wrong? There is no Rong Rong on the anchor list of the platform that went to Jieyang]

[Maybe the anchor is also going to the concert! I don’t know if he’s a fan of my brother qaq, but it would be great if Rong Rong could live stream the concert for me, I’ll definitely tip all my dog ​​food stock to the host. 】

[You are thinking about farts, how can this kind of concert be allowed to be broadcast live? If you really think about it, it’s better to go to Brother Big Yu’s live broadcast room, at least you can lick the stadium hall]

Seeing these messages, Chen Congcong gradually calmed down. That's right, even the anchors sent by the Fighting Ghosts platform only have the green badges of the staff, but the person who was wearing a gold nameplate on his chest just now must be some big shot, how could it be her fan's little anchor.

Chen Congcong sighed regretfully, and just wanted to post "I guess I read it wrong" in the comment area, but before the words were typed, a special reminder from the live broadcast platform popped up.

[Ding Dong, Rongshan, which you subscribed to, is now on the air! 】

The little anchor is on the air!

Excited, Chen Congcong immediately turned to the live broadcast screen, leaving the comment section behind, not seeing that there were more than a dozen comments under the golden comment he just posted.

[Fucking God, the truth is revealed! 】

[The anchor is really at the concert! Ah Wei is dead! 】

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Wu Rong started the live broadcast and took the little paper figurines for a walk in the lobby. He himself has a reticent personality, and fans who follow him all the way know that, regardless of the host's support, he is very good at entertaining himself by chatting on twitter and barrage.

【Jieyang was closed before! I can’t get in even though I bought a ticket from the scalper qaq]

[The anchor is very lucky. He happened to meet Zhou Tianwang when he first started the live broadcast! 】

[! Fuck me, that’s Tianwang Zhou. If I could listen to Tianwang live once in my life, I would die without regret. I’ve been his fan for ten years! 】

[Rongrong asked her mother to see you, have you lost weight? There are a lot of delicious food in Jieyang, eat more! 】

The local tyrant smashed the spaceship in the live broadcast room, and the glittering special effects flew over the homepage of the platform. Attracting more viewers, this time point was average, most people were at work, but the number of people in Wu Rong's live broadcast room quickly increased to one million, and small gifts such as dog food and chicken feed couldn't stop swiping the screen. There are also doubts among newcomers.

[Isn't this the anchor of the science popularization area? Why is he live broadcasting the concert? What's so good about popular science. 】

[Fuck, this anchor, is it the owner of the most beautiful weasel that was trending a few days ago? ! 】

【What? What the hell? What the **** is the most beautiful weasel? 】

[Laughing, what is the most beautiful weasel? It's not because Grandmaster Lingyun accidentally liked it. 】

[! ! Grandmaster Lingyun! 】

[Don't think too much about the above, Grandmaster Lingyun canceled the like within a few minutes, probably due to hand slipping. 】

[Grandmaster can still slip? No, Grandmaster Lingyun is also watching trending searches? ? 】

[Holy shit, what did I miss? Master Longhushan Lingyun and the host know each other? 】

[Laughing to death, that's Grandmaster Lingyun, mindless fans, don't cross borders. 】

[Although I like the anchor quite a bit, we should be a little bit self-aware for a big man like Grandmaster Lingyun. 】

[Some people just have no brains. Master Ling Yun is a treasure-level celestial master of the alliance. Even the stars of today's concert are not qualified to meet the master. The protagonist, the little anchor who can't even get an invitation from the platform? Chick, I laughed to death. 】

[Why is the one in front wearing another anchor's brand, and still come to our house to play wild, you are so flirtatious. 】

【Hey, if Yuyu hadn't shut down the broadcast, I would have come to this smoky place? It's boring, let's go. 】

Wu Rong didn't care about the barrage, and found that he had attracted almost everyone's attention as he walked, either looking at his face or his badge. And because of his golden chest badge, they came to chat, surrounded him courteously, flattered and tempted, even if Wu Rong was cold-faced, someone would always come over, it was troublesome and boring.

Wu Rong turned around and went to the toilet to take off the badge, looked at the phone, and saw several messages that Huang Mao hastily sent him.

'Brother Rong! The little spirit dog ran away! '

'I can't find it anywhere! '

"Don't look for it."

While replying to him, Wu Rong mingled with the audience who also had no badges. The spirit dog has a spirit, and it probably sensed its owner when it ran away, Wu Rong didn't care. He counted the time, and there was still 25 minutes before the Dengfeng Zhizhi concert started, and it took half an hour after the start to arrive at Zhou Jin's concert. The popularity of the live broadcast room is very high now, because many people come here especially for the concert. The higher the popularity, the corresponding live broadcast time he owes the platform can also be reduced as appropriate.

Wu Rong doesn't like to owe others things, and she can feel at ease when she pays them back. This is somewhat similar to Fu Qing who had to repay his kindness first when he jumped in through the window.

After taking off the badge, the eyes around him were indeed much less. Some staff members found that Wu Rong's live-streaming paper man on his shoulder wanted to stop them, but they were stopped in advance by Zhou's family who secretly served Wu Rong. Wu Rong could go live-streaming wherever he wanted.

It's just that there are blind people everywhere.

"Hey, isn't this Rongshan!"

An exaggerated greeting can't attract Wu Rong's attention, but the chubby body blocking the way can.

"This is Rongshan, my good brother of Big Fish. We just fought side by side in Tiankeng not long ago."

The anchor with a full moon and round face smiled and introduced to the people around him, as if he had a good relationship with Wu Rong. With a smile all over his face, Wu Rong greeted the live broadcast paper figurine on his shoulder. Finally, he seemed to have come to his senses, exclaimed, and said with concern: "Brother Rongshan, live broadcasts are not allowed here!"

Behind the round-faced anchor stood a man and a woman. The woman was petite and cute. She had a hot figure that didn't match her innocent appearance. She was the first lady in the house dance area. In front of the live broadcast camera, she reminded innocently and kindly:

"Hurry up and close it, if you are found out, you will be kicked out."

The other man is onr, the master anchor of the game area, with sharp operations and few words, but in reality he is an introverted nerd wearing black-rimmed glasses. He shyly smiled at Wu Rongyou, said nothing, and silently turned his body to help Wu Rong block the direction of the staff. But the first two spoke without lowering their voices at all, which still attracted the attention of the surrounding crowd.

"Why are you so unqualified, isn't this just a sneak shot?"

"Which platform are they anchors?"

"As for the staff, the inspection is too lax."

"Damn it, that's the peach branch from the Ghost Fighting platform, the dance is the best!"

"Ghost Fighting Live? I remember that there was a platform invitation event, but I remember that there were only three anchors, why there is one more?"

"The one in the middle doesn't have a badge, so he probably came in through the spectator passage. This is too..."

The concert hadn't officially started yet, and most of the audience hadn't entered the venue yet, and more and more people gathered here. The people who came from behind didn't know the cause and effect, and they gathered together to join in the fun, and they saw Wu Rong who was surrounded in the center. Big Yu, Taozhi and Onr were only 1.75 meters tall and were swallowed by the crowd, while Wu Rong, who was 1.85 meters tall, stood out from the crowd and was the most shining center.

"Which star is this? He looks so good-looking."

Many Yangou follow their five senses. Wu Rong has just turned eighteen in this life. He is handsome and youthful mixed with the dangerous gloom of a ghost breeder. The contradictory and cold young man naturally attracts everyone's attention. People in the outer circle whispered, and some secretly took pictures with their mobile phones. So many people crowded here, which naturally attracted the attention of the staff.

Seeing more and more people joining in the fun, Wu Rong still didn't turn off the live broadcast, Big Yu still had a good-natured smile, Tao Zhi frowned secretly, and there was a bit of displeasure in her sweet voice: "You—"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion not far away.

"Fuck, what is this?"

"Get out of the way, cat, dog, what is this?"

"Ah! White!"

"Wow."

As soon as Wu Rong's ankles warmed up, he looked down and saw a little white dumpling pounced on his shoe. Xiao Baituan trembled after feeling his gaze, but instead of leaving, she hugged her even tighter, as if she was about to grow to Wu Rong's ankle.

"It's a spirit dog!"

The big fish whispered, the fat on his face trembled, like a thief seeing gold and jewels, his face flashed with salivation and longing, and in a blink of an eye it turned into concern and worry, squatting down to pet the dog's head.

"Whose spirit dog, is it lost?"

"Wow!"

"Hey!"

The little spirit dog bit Big Yu's fat hand mercilessly, and when he fell down with a cry of pain, the spirit dog that had just passed was like a small white flower, looking at Wu Rong with small watery eyes, as if he was about to cry in fear , the trembling little teeth bit his trouser leg, and dared not use force, so he held it weakly, and wanted to take him to the east.

At this time, the onlookers were basically evacuated by the guards and stopped outside. Most of them had entered the arena, and only a small number of people were still watching outside the guard's human-human demarcation line. Wu Rong's big fan Chen Congcong is one of them. From her angle, she couldn't see the little spirit dog, only Wu Rong's profile. Worried, Chen Congcong looked in Wu Rong's direction, while his fingers crackled live broadcasting the scene in Wu Rong's 'fan group'.

Huang Mao has built a fan group for Wu Rong, and currently there is only one fan group, and all the fans who can enter are poured in with real money. Chen Congcong is the number one fan, and she has quite a status in the group. Right now, her typing speed is simply extraordinary. Although Wu Rong was still broadcasting live, the paper figurine couldn't see all angles. Looking at the staff who came in a hurry, Chen Congcong and the people in the group were very worried.

Her best friend wanted to get in early, and urged Chen Congcong time and time again. But the next moment, my girlfriend gasped, and the urging sound suddenly stopped.

"My God, my God..."

Chen Congcong, who was holding a group with the little sisters in the group and worried about Wu Rong, suddenly couldn't hear his best friend's urging voice and was not used to it for a while, but when he looked up, he saw his best friend's dreamy expression.

"It's Yunxi, it's really Yunxi..."

"what-!!"

As soon as she finished her words, she was overwhelmed by an ear-piercing scream of ecstasy, and the fans who stayed here rushed forward like crazy, desperately trying to break through the guard wall: "Yunxi! It's Yunxi!!"

"Ah, ah, Yunxi, we love you!!"

The throat-piercing screams outside caused the audience who had already entered the concert venue to think that the idol was coming, and started screaming as well. The shouts rose and fell like a wave that could devour everything, and even the air was tinged with frenzy. The three anchors of the Ghost Fighting platform were shocked and speechless, and watched helplessly as the screaming protagonist, the core of the hurricane, walked in front of Wu Rong.

"Hello."

Wu Rong stared at the white-haired young man with a gentle smile in front of him. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, but his hair was already completely white, and even his eyelashes were snow-white. This color could easily make his complexion dull and yellowish, but under his snow-white skin, he looked even more icy and snow-carved, like a fairy boy descended from a fairyland.

He wore flamboyant stage makeup, so beautiful that his gender was blurred. Why did the star who should be preparing in the background come to the front?

Yunxi's target is not Wu Rong, and the smile towards him seems friendly, but actually implies a bit of alienation and perfunctory. When he noticed the live broadcast paper figurine on Wu Rong's shoulder, he felt even more annoyed in the cold. Yunxi's most genuine smile was given to the little spirit dog at Wu Rong's feet.

"A Bao, come with me."

Yunxi leaned over and stretched out his hand to the little spirit dog without any airs, with a pampering and indulgent tone. Wu Rong's live broadcast room was still open at this time, and the number of people in the live broadcast room had grown crazily since the meeting with the three anchors, and when Yunxi appeared, the frenzied influx of fans directly exceeded tens of millions, almost blocking the live broadcast room. The dense barrage swept by like a storm, and Wu Rong's live broadcast room was basically occupied by Yunxi's fanatical fans.

[Brother, I love you! ! 】【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ], a few different barrages were swiped as soon as they appeared.

[Is no one paying attention to the little spirit dog on Rong Rong's ankle! 】

【What did Yunxi call it just now? Is it Po, should I call it Po?]

[Fuck, isn't Ah Bao the spirit dog of Grandmaster Lingyun! No way! Could it be that Grandmaster Ling Yun has come to the scene? ! 】

【I'm so jealous of the anchor, I'm so jealous of the onlookers, woohoo, I really want to be one of them! 】

[Yunxi is also from the Yun family, and in terms of seniority, it has something to do with Grandmaster Ling Yun, so what's wrong with the elders coming to the younger generation's concert! Can I see them in the same frame, can I, can I! 】

[Yunxi and Grandmaster Lingyun both have white hair and white eyelashes. If I were Grandmaster, I would like him too! 】

[I laughed so hard at the above, don't be brainwashed, Yunxi and the main line of the Yun family are separated by eight hundred lifetimes. But even a star deserves to be compared with Grandmaster Ling Yun? 】

[You have humiliated Grandmaster Lingyun! He is a person who devotes himself to the study of Taoism, and he doesn't like celebrity anchors the most on weekdays. If he really came, Yunxi might be really unlucky. 】

[Anyway, the anchor dared to broadcast live at this time, what a ruthless person! 】

[! ! 】

[! ! ! ! 】

【Fuck! ! Grandmaster Lingyun! Look, it's Grandmaster Lingyun! ! 】

【Grandmaster Ling Yun is really here! ! 】

If it is said that Yunxi's appearance caused a sensation in the audience, then when this one appeared, everyone in the audience was silent. The girls who were screaming desperately just covered their mouths with their hands, and their cheeks flushed with excitement did not dare to make a sound. Leaking the slightest bit of sound is a blasphemy to those who come.

It is impossible for ordinary people to see in their lifetime, the master master of the Tianbang level is just in front of them like a dream.

"Ancestor!"

Yunxi was the first to realize that he didn't look like a big star at all at the moment, his cheeks were flushed with excitement, his eyes were moist, and his eyes were full of undisguised admiration and intimacy, just like the most admired by the younger generation of the family. Elder, I can't help but want to show my best side in front of him.

Although Yunxi's surname is also Yun, he is far away from the original family of the Yun family in Longhushan. Facing the current head of the Yun family, he only dares to call him "ancestor".

When seeing that person really walking towards him, Yunxi thought for a moment that he was dreaming. Even though he knew that it was impossible for Grandmaster Lingyun to come to his concert in person, Yunxi still had a glimmer of hope, his heart beating like a drum. When the handsome white-haired celestial master dressed in white and wearing a crane cloak walked over with a smile, Yunxi bit the tip of his tongue hard, only then awakened his calmness.

He couldn't hide his excitement and raised his head, subconsciously faced the visitor with his best angle, and said, "Ancestor, I found Ah Bao..."

As the breeze blew by, Yunxi's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, Grandmaster Ling Yun didn't even look at him, completely ignoring him.

The light from the side of his body fluttered away, and the completely different level of aura made the distraught Yunxi subconsciously move away. Then, he watched the visitor standing where he had just stood, and smiled at the person who didn't even have his name. The little anchor who doesn't know.

"Bao likes you very much."

The soft and pleasant words sound like the spring breeze in March, and only one sentence contains the supreme meaning, which fascinates all living beings. The visitor looked at Wu Rong with a smile on his lips, and he was the only figure in his black pupils:

"My name is Ling Yun."

"Wu Rong."

Wu Rong reported his name, and he looked at the visitor thoughtfully, with a hint of scrutiny in his eyes. From his point of view, he could see that the other party bowed his head slightly while reporting his name, the snow-white hair on the sideburns slipped down, his thin lips were lightly parted, and he opened and closed silently, but he could not mistake the words on his lips.

he's saying-

'Owner'