NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 8 Best friend and husband often disappear 3
Wang Qi also thoughtfully commented under the video, and the onlookers followed and touched it.
There is only one update on the homepage: Live broadcast permission has been blocked. I'll meet you at half past six.
Various comments of mixed praise and criticism began to appear below the news.
[The official account has been blocked, the hospital video must be pornographic! 】
[Isn’t it because we can’t be feudal and superstitious that we were banned? 】
[This idea, human traffickers are certainly hateful, but using it to gain traffic is even more disgusting! 】
[That kid is my son’s classmate. I heard he’s been missing for a long time. His mother shouldn’t cooperate in such a scene, right? 】
After Yan Qing posted the news, she began to study her new phone. The system prompts of the scarf frequently popped up, blocking her view.
System——Settings——Scarf——Block notifications
Download WeChat after completing the setup.
Tianshi Gate.
Sighs came one after another in the antique house.
"Hey~ I bumped into it again!"
"Why is it so difficult!"
Zhuge Qingxuan watched helplessly as the WeChat messages on his phone blocked his game interface.
'game over'
"Which bastard is looking for me?"
Yan Qing's newly registered account had an avatar that was an AI-converted photo of Yan Qing~ Zhuge Qingxuan didn't recognize it for a moment.
"Master, I have settled in. How is the door?"
"The little bastard went to some cave again, and there is still a signal to send a message."
Zhuge Qingxuan didn't even think about it and started typing a reply: "You are missing from the door. That is the appearance of the ancestor. If you dare to stay out tonight, I will break your legs."
Yan Qing:? ? ?
"I am Yan Qing."
Zhuge Qingxuan jumped up, hit his arm on the table and grinned, the wrinkles on his face gathering into a few slits.
He started typing hurriedly.
"My dear disciple, how are you at the bottom of the mountain? Can you eat enough? Will you get cold? Is there a place to stay?"
"Good."
"can."
"will not."
"Have."
Four messages in a row, without a word of nonsense, Zhuge Qingxuan curled his lips and started typing in a murmur.
"Hey~ As long as you can eat enough, it rained heavily here yesterday, and the roof of the junior room over there was broken in two rooms."
"Your junior brothers are quite good. They are just half-grown men who always complain about hunger. But if you can eat enough, master will be satisfied."
Yan Qing:......
He tapped the screen frame twice with his slender white fingers before replying.
"There will be money in the card tomorrow. Let's repair the roof first."
Tianshimen only has one bank card. Last year when Yan Qing came of age, a man got lost in the mountains and was rescued by Yan Qing.
The man wanted to thank Yan Qing, so he offered to pay her a thank you fee, but Yan Qing told him that he did not have a bank card.
The man said that he was a staff member of the bank. After returning, he sent a card to Yan Qing, and also thoughtfully included an activation certification tutorial.
Yan Qing left the school this time without taking the card from Zhuge. After walking down the mountain for more than 20 kilometers, he could see an Agricultural Bank of China cash machine. so. She only bound WeChat and went down the mountain.
After sending WeChat messages to Zhuge Qingxuan, it was already six o'clock.
Yan Qing paid no attention to what was going on outside the window and was only focused on playing with her mobile phone.
At 6 p.m., the Magic City Police released a video of the scene where the traffickers were arrested. And like Wang Qi, Aite thoughtfully contacted Yan Qing's account.
Suddenly, the word "Yan Qing" surpassed the hospital incident and became the top trending search topic.
burst! #yanqing
burst! Shanghai police arrest human traffickers
burst! #市一院看鬼 during the day
burst! A top-notch person who eats melon online
Scarf Corporation.
Seeing the trending searches, the operations manager curiously followed Aite and found Yan Qing's account.
? ?
"Who blocked it!!!"
The regulator's phone rings. The supervising director answered the phone and immediately moved ten centimeters away.
"What the hell is your department doing!!"
"Block all accounts!!"
"Didn't you check before sealing it?!!!"
When the voice on the other side stopped, the supervisory director put the phone close to his ear.
"Why are you so angry? At such an old age, you have no stability at all."
"Hmph, look at Yan Qing, the most searched-for scarf, her account permissions have been blocked."
The Supervision Minister opened his scarf and checked the three hot searches that had been posted.
After silence, a roar came from the office of the Minister of Supervision.
"Who sealed it!!"
The staff who are working hard outside and have their accounts blocked, give them a hand, what happened to the minister?
The usual process of banning accounts is that big people will give friendly reminders after checking for violations, while small people with no reputation will directly ban them until they appeal.
The Supervision Minister operated on the computer, unblocked Yan Qing's account, and found Yan Qing's number where his real name was.
Yan Qing looked at the time on the phone and it changed to 18:28.
'I'm looking up, above the moon...'
When the ring rang, Yan Qing answered the phone, answered twice without any emotion in her voice, and hung up.
18:29
Yan Qing opened his scarf and clicked to start the live broadcast. There were already people waiting in the live broadcast room, including Xu Yuan, who was also waiting nervously.
Yan Qing's face appeared in the live broadcast room at exactly 18:30.
[Oh no, is the time so accurate? 】
[I think the account ban is fake, right? Does she know when the lockdown will be lifted? 】
[Upstairs, can you also give the location of the trafficker? 】
[Let’s take a look at the official Duaite girls]
[This sister looks so aggressive and gentle at the same time? What's going on? It looks like the... Bodhisattva on my mother's incense table]
Yan Qing looked at the audience pouring into the live broadcast room and raised his hand to say hello.
"Hello everyone, I am Yan Qing, a metaphysics anchor."
[Does the anchor want to say that he is an immortal anchor? 】
[Hahaha, I almost thought I was in the world of immortality]
[The anchor is really beautiful. Is she really as powerful as the Shanghai police say? 】
[That is, isn’t it true that big capital just ends up favoring people? 】
[Master, I have already prepared the police outside the villa. Is there really no danger? 】
Xu Yuan had been waiting in the live broadcast room early. After seeing Yan Qing start the broadcast, she started typing.
Yan Qing directly clicked the connection button with Xu Yuan.
"Master, your story has been trending on the top, and someone has recorded the replay of your live broadcast. Have those people already received the message and run away?"
Xu Yuan was very worried about her best friend's condition. She clutched her cell phone tightly. She called her best friend's number several times, but there was always a cold electronic notification tone.
When Yan Qing heard this, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes sparkled, and she was very confident.
"Miss Xu, they will not receive news from the outside world, I promise."
Hearing Yan Qing's words, Xu Yuan finally felt less worried. As long as they didn't receive the news, Wang Yuan would be less in danger.
Xu Yuan held up her mobile phone. The lights of the villa in the distance were already swaying, and the red and purple light revealed added a touch of excitement to the men inside.