Song Wenbin really wanted to have a friendly conversation with the Governor-General, but the Governor's words made him a little embarrassed. Unlike ordinary people's words, the Governor-General's words were always very conspicuous and attracted unusual attention.
And because of the Governor's speech, many fans who hated the teacher gradually came around. Including many lurking sunspots, they found a breakthrough at once.
They all echoed: "Yes, Yan, why are you so careless about your job?" 』
"It hasn't been aired for more than a month, so you're bringing the goods, right?"
"Are you still hating the teacher? How long has it been since you had a serious misogyny?"
"I'm tired of how you have changed. You are no longer innocent."
Song Wenbin looked at the barrage floating on the screen and didn't know how to refute it for a moment. Indeed, it has been a long time, no... it can be said that it has been a long, very long time since he did his usual misogynistic activities. He even thought that the audience had forgotten what he used to do, but apparently they have not forgotten.
Fittingly, the Digital Governor spoke again.
"Yan, have you changed?" You don't want to live a whole life anymore, do you? 』
Song Wenbin gritted his teeth and said: "I also want to fix it, Brother Governor, but... I can't help it. I really can't help it. There are people outside who know me..."
"Don't become vulgar and boring. Carrying goods is not suitable for you』
The first governor is extremely active today.
Song Wenbin had never seen the governor be so talkative. He could only wonder: "Life... I can't help it. Brother, please understand..."
Snapped!
A super logo of the Governor's renewal floated over from the live broadcast room.
What followed were various bosses’ aggressive and confusing barrages.
This governor who has no name at all, not even his fan card, is so angry that he renewed his membership for a whole year.
"Is it profitable to carry goods?" Is this profitable? 』
asked the Governor.
Song Wenbin took a breath of cold air and almost knelt down. The good guy rewarded him as long as he said reward, and once he rewarded him, it lasted another year. This was too damn stupid.
But he couldn't understand why Shen Hao, who was not short of money, was certainly not short of women, so he would become his fan.
But the reward and request of more than 100,000 yuan left Song Wenbin helpless. He said with a smile: "What Digital Brother said is that I have indeed forgotten my roots. I will go to work now, and I will go now."
After saying that, he took a few bottles of milk and told Lao Zhangtou and the workers in the factory to hurry up and send some fermented milk to the fans who bought it.
Then, he got into his BYD and drove all the way to Jiangnan Road. In the car, he glanced at the barrage from time to time. Because of the high reward from the digital governor, the popularity of the live broadcast room has risen to the top of the outdoor list, and the number of viewers has gradually increased.
After everyone chatted in the live broadcast room, everyone knew that Teacher Yan was going to Jiangnan Road for rehabilitation. For a time, more and more people watched the live broadcast.
However, when he was approaching Jiangnan Road, Song Wenbin took a turn and went to Confucius Road next door. Although Wenmiao Road is also a commercial street, there are not many young people, and there are more antique and cultural shops.
After the last experience of being recognized on Jiangnan Road, Song Wenbin also learned his lesson and did not continue to go to the same old place during live broadcasts.
However, Wenmiao Road is not like Jiangnan Road, where there are many young women. Most of them are middle-aged and some fat aunts. Song Wenbin held his mobile phone and wandered around for a long time before he saw it in front of a jade shop. I met a young girl who was picking up bracelets. The girl had a pretty good figure and appearance.
Song Wenbin took a deep breath, walked to the girl, and said hello, "Hi."
The girl picking out the bracelet looked back and saw Song Wenbin. She immediately smiled and said, "Hello, what can I do for you?"
"Excuse me... do you know me?" Song Wenbin asked cautiously while holding his mobile phone. He didn't want the last live broadcast accident on Jiangnan Road to happen again.
The girl looked at him and shook her head: "I don't know him, what's wrong?"
Song Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to make a more light and greasy opening statement, something like "But I think I know you" and "Maybe I think you look familiar". But when the words came to my mouth, some of the terms used to pick up people suddenly became a bit awkward now.
"you……"
Song Wenbin hesitated for a long time and got stuck.
"Huh?" the girl was curious.
"You... are pretty."
Song Wenbin struggled for a long time, and then said with difficulty: "I just saw it on the roadside, so... I wanted to come over and get to know..."
"Ah? Really?" The girl was slightly surprised, then she smiled and said, "Then you have really good taste."
…You can only be my annoying teacher…
Song Wenbin's steps trembled, and he felt a stabbing pain in his brain. He quickly opened the topic with a smile: "What are you doing here, buying a bracelet?"
"Yeah, do you think these bracelets look good?"
The girl pointed at the bracelet on the open-air stall covered with red cloth and smiled.
There was a buzzing sound in Song Wenbin's mind, and he forced himself to continue asking: "This bracelet...is very expensive..."
"Fortunately, the most expensive one is only about a thousand yuan. It's not a very good bracelet. However, my grandma is about to celebrate her 80th birthday. I want to buy one for her with my own money. Which one do you think? It looks better."
The girl picked up a blue and a cyan bracelet and asked Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin's face became paler and paler. He looked at his phone and saw many bullet screens floating across the screen.
"Alive!" 』
"Disgusted!" ! 』
"Rivers of blood!" ! 』
"Disgusted!" ! 』
Song Wenbin staggered a little, and the buzzing in his head became more intense.
"Hey, are you okay?"
The girl opposite asked with some concern, "You look a little bad."
"No...it's okay..."
Song Wenbin quickly smiled and said: "Actually, I think they all look very good. By the way, do you usually like to drink fermented glutinous rice milk?"
He asked very quickly.
Eh? The girl seemed puzzled by the speed at which the topic jumped. She thought about it and said, "I've had it before. It tastes good."
She noticed that Song Wenbin had been holding up a mobile phone, so she asked: "Are you broadcasting live here? Why are you holding a mobile phone?"
While talking, she turned her head to see what Song Wenbin was live broadcasting.
Song Wenbin paused for breath, as if there was something shameful on the live broadcast page, he took a step away: "Oh, that's it, I am promoting fermented glutinous rice milk, and I hope that the products from our hometown can be more popular. People know each other.”
As he spoke, he took out a bottle of fermented milk from his pocket and handed it to the girl, saying, "I wish you a good day."
Eh?
The girl was confused.
She took the fermented milk inexplicably and looked at Song Wenbin in surprise, as if she didn't know what he was doing.
But Song Wenbin was already gone. He took his mobile phone and ran away from the girl almost as fast as he flew. He suppressed the nausea and sat in the BYD.
In the barrage.
『? 』
『? 』
『? ? 』
"ah? 』
"ah? 』
"That's it? 』
"That's it? ? 』
…
Song Wenbin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with difficulty and guilt: "Brothers, it's not easy to get along. I'm not that kind of girl..."
"Refund!" 』
"rnm refund!" 』
Although he knew that the barrage was going on, Song Wenbin couldn't help but feel sad when he saw it.
"Teacher Yan, why are you acting like this?" 』
"Stand up!" Disgusted! ! 』
"Disgusted!" ! 』
"I want to see the tired teacher beat xxn!" 』
At this time, the governor also spoke: "I hate that you are so perfunctory." 』
Looking at the dense barrage and comments, Song Wenbin didn't know how to answer or how to speak. He only felt that his headache and tinnitus were getting worse. At the moment, he could only force himself to say apologetically: "Sorry, Brother Governor, I'm sorry, fellow sailors, I'm not feeling well today...I'm not feeling well today...I'll hang up now, see you tomorrow..."
After saying that, he stopped watching the barrage, cut off the live broadcast room at the speed of light, and went off the air in shame.
After the broadcast, he felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body. He slumped behind the steering wheel and stared blankly at himself in the rearview mirror of the car.
For the first time, he found that he was so ordinary. His invincible state of living seemed to have disappeared. He had not been able to do anything just now, and he could not imagine how to do it. It was as if he had completely turned into an ordinary person. Does not possess any transcendent abilities.
He sat in the car in confusion for half an hour, after the tinnitus and tingling disappeared. Only then did he desperately realize the helpless fact that he could no longer continue like this.
No matter what Teacher Yan has brought to him, he must complete the transformation as soon as possible, otherwise there will be a disaster waiting for him.
Due to the panic in his heart, he almost couldn't wait to pick up the phone and called Huo Yu.
Soon, the call was connected.
"Hello?"
Huo Yu's carefree voice sounded like fairy music to Song Wenbin's ears at this moment.
"Where are you?" Song Wenbin couldn't wait.
"Me, Su Tina and I registered at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau." Huo Yu said.
"Have you drafted the contract?"
"You're sick, how can you be so fast?" Huo Yu cursed.
"Oh, let me ask." Song Wenbin said, "Please remember to call me."
"Ang, just wait." Huo Yu said casually.
After hanging up the phone, Song Wenbin leaned on the steering wheel and let out a long sigh.
Transformation must be completed.
Whether he retreats behind the scenes, makes products, or specializes in filming programs in the future, he can no longer continue his misogynistic life. This work is no longer sustainable for him.
