Chapter 380： I am the first administrator of my sister's live broadcast room

Chapter 380 I am the first administrator of my sister's live broadcast room

Gu Pei looked at the 10 million fans on Gu Yang's homepage, and was instantly stunned.

When did his sister become an anchor with millions of fans? !

Gu Yang blinked his eyes, but he didn't expect to have more than 10 million fans once he opened it. The last time she watched it, the number of fans was still more than 5 million.

Noticing Gu Yang's account verification, Gu Peiyou was stunned again: "Fuck, sister, you are the pianist Yang Yang who is very popular recently?!"

Gu Yang lightly "hmm", "Have you watched my video?"

Gu Pei's eyes lit up: "Of course I've seen it, no wonder he plays the piano so well, it turned out to be my sister who played it!"

"By the way, sister, you don't know, the few songs you uploaded recently are very popular. Even the official Weibo of the Psychological Association is on the Amway these few songs, saying that they have magical power..."

Gu Yang suddenly realized, no wonder he suddenly became popular.

"Damn it, sister, just after you followed me, I became a follower!" Gu Pei was pleasantly surprised.

There are a few more comments under his live broadcast playback.

【Little brother, what is your relationship with my goddess Yangyang? 】

【Shocked, Yangyang paid attention to people! 】

Gu Pei raised his eyebrows and found proudly: "Sure enough, my sister treats me the best, and the first attention is me!"

Feng Jue next to him pursed his lips.

He slightly raised his eyes, a smile appeared on his fair and handsome face, and his voice was soft: "So my sister is the anchor Yang Yang? No wonder I always feel familiar when watching my sister's videos."

Gu Yang raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "Ah Jue also watched my video?"

Feng Jue smiled softly: "Yes, I am also a fan of my sister."

Gu Pei snorted softly, "My sister has tens of millions of fans, and you are only one of the millions. But I am the only one my sister pays attention to!"

Feng Jue also opened the homepage, looked at Gu Yang with a smile, "But I'm the first administrator of my sister's live broadcast~"

Gu Yang was surprised to find that the account name of Feng Jue's homepage was actually "Xixi Chengjue".

The administrator who will go online on time every time she broadcasts live, helps her maintain the discipline of the live broadcast room, and clean up the environment of the live broadcast room.

Gu Pei's smile froze instantly.

This account is familiar to him, he has seen it many times in his sister's live broadcast room.

He was also kicked out of the live broadcast room by mistake!

Gan! If he didn't know, if Feng Jue didn't know that his account name was "hal洛", he would have suspected that Feng Jue did it on purpose!

Gu Yang looked at Feng Jue thoughtfully, leaned towards him, and asked in a low voice, "Did you recognize him a long time ago?"

Feng Jue looked at her with lowered eyes and smiled, then nodded.

Of course he can recognize his sister at a glance.

Military Hospital.

Gu Jin came out of the ward in a white coat, Xiao Yize soon appeared beside her, and walked with her to the outside of the military hospital.

"Miss Gu, I'll take you home."

"Don't go back yet, take me to the city center."

Gu Jin lazily leaned on the back seat, unceremoniously using Xiao Yize as the driver.

"Okay." Xiao Yize responded, "Is Miss Gu going to pick out a gift for Mr. Lu?"

Gu Jin: "Almost."

Xiao Yize's car stopped in the city center very quickly. After getting out of the car and locking the door, Xiao Yize said gently: "It's getting late, Ms. Gu, I'll accompany you, and I'll take you back after you pick out the gift?"

Gu Jin: "Okay." Free drivers are not for nothing.

Xiao Yize smiled. To be able to get along with Miss Gu again. I'll take a walk later and invite Ms. Gu to dinner by the way.

Gu Jin didn't enter the bustling shopping mall, but turned two more intersections and entered a pedestrian street. It was getting dark, and there were few people on this pedestrian street, and most of them were old people.

There are no snacks at the roadside stalls on both sides, most of them are antique objects, and it is impossible to distinguish the authenticity from the fake.

(end of this chapter)