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Chapter 134 Where is Su Cheng in the anchor hall?(2/2)

That is to say... Su Cheng signed up for the next round of live broadcast without notifying anyone, and with a few seconds left before his break.

This really doesn't seem like something you would do.

Ji Guan's face became a little pale: "Then, what should we do now?"

Sign up now?

But even if you sign up now, if there is a team formed in advance, there is no guarantee that you will be assigned to the same secondary school.

Wen Jianyan lowered his eyes and thought for a long time:

"Don't worry, I know what to do."

In the case of a team, Wen Jianyan does not know who is assigned to the same deputy as a specific anchor, but it is enough for someone to know.

"..."

Huang Mao blinked blankly and repeated in disbelief: "Wait? What do you mean? You want to contact the organization I was in before...?"

Wen Jian said: "."

Huang Mao showed a puzzled look on his face: "Well, you know that the reward for you has actually been removed, right?"

Wen Jianyan once again remained calm: "."

Huang ‘Mao’: “…”

How big are you!

In fact, after leaving the Dream Amusement Park, the organization had tried to contact Huang Mao several times, but all of them were rejected out of evasion - what Wen Jianyan said when leaving the deputy director was actually true.

The impact was huge, and coupled with what he saw and heard in the Fantasy Amusement Park, the scale in Huang Mao's heart had actually shifted to Wen Jianyan's side.

However, I am timid and indecisive, and I have always had the courage to leave the organization on my own initiative, so I can only escape by pretending to have seen the contact from above.

However, I know in my heart that running away like this is really not an option... I have to find a chance to settle it.

"well."

Huang Mao sighed, scratched his head in annoyance, and finally compromised:

"Okay, I'll take you there, but..."

"but?"

Wen Jianyan took over the conversation in confusion.

Huang Mao took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to raise his eyes and looked in the direction, his face turned red from suppressing it, and he stammered:

"You, you, you, do you have to use this look?"

"Um?"

The gentle girl in the snow skirt blinked, and her voice was slightly raised, with a touch of Wu Nong's soft words. She looked good-natured and soft, without any aggression, and she looked at her with subconscious affection.

Wen Jianyan lowered his head and glanced at his own attire, and suddenly realized:

"Oh, it turns out you still prefer the previous type? You should have told me earlier."
Chapter completed!
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