Seeing this value for a moment, even under the rational personality, Anzhe's breathing could not be rushed.

So much,

Anzhe was stunned, because it was just over now, and the popularity is still rising...

If you go on like this, breaking through to 30 million is not impossible!

Anzhe's mentality at this time, like a suddenly rich upstart... But after remembering the terrible consumption of the protagonist's ability mall and the huge popularity required for the reproduction ability, he calmed down.

The road is still long!

In the lounge, the muse, who was still in a state of excitement, came in, and then saw the bitter face of Anzhe.

“Son, you just scared me to death!”Ansperh, such an inconvenient opening.

“Hey hey!Sorry, I was so excited!”He scratched his head, sorry, hey, hey, hey, scratched his head.

In this regard, Anzhe can only laugh bitterly.

The competition is coming to an end, and the players after the Muse are also unlucky enough, and there is no suspense in the game.When the host announces the promotion of Muse, several people can be happy.

After eating something, Ange sat there thinking about his future, because he was going back to school, and Muse might not have time to come here.

Fortunately, he exchanged the magic guide device, and it helped several people equally.

At that time, exchange all the songs directly, so as not to let them have a headache to create songs, and can also exchange their popularity!

An Zhe thought so, but suddenly felt a heavy shoulder, and found that the Nanqin pear sitting next to him was actually falling asleep on his shoulder.

A slight, a soft smile appeared on Anzhe's face, and turned his head to the few people in the painting: "It is not too early, you can rest."

...

At one o'clock in the morning, An Zhe, who was half-cuttered on the sofa, suddenly felt the phone shaking.

What is it?Really white?

An Zhe's eyebrows gently wrung . . . this time, what happened . . .

He gently helped Nanqin pear to lean on the sofa, took off his coat to gently cover it, and came to the door to connect the real white phone.

“Real white sauce?Why haven’t you slept yet?”

“Aaron, the poem never came back.”

“What!”

The sleep of Anzhe was momentary, not a whisper.

Poetry . . .

"I know!I went to her, you rest early...” He hung up the phone, his brows tightened, and pressed the phone number of Xia Yu.

Even though the phone was on, no one answered...

What happened...

She is still angry with herself...

An Zhe had some worried thoughts in his heart, ran to the outside, stopped a suspended car, and went straight to the heart of the demon.

...

Magic, a restaurant.

The two figures were sitting face to face, and one of them took a large sip of beer and let out a quick sigh.

"Oh!It’s best to drink beer when you’re tired.”

"Please don't say that kind of uncleishness."

The girl sitting opposite it whispered, watching her mobile phone wonder what she was thinking, and the food on the table was just flipping a few times casually.

These two people, it is Xia's hilly, and the editor in charge of her immortal river, Machida Yuanzi.

“Oh hey?“Poetry, you’re not happy today!”

The chin was holding his chin in one hand and staring at Xia's hilly Shiyu.

Xia's hilly Shiyu did not speak, but at this time her mobile phone suddenly rang, and the tave saw the former's body shaking gently.

The phone has been ringing, but Xia's Hill Shiyu has not answered.

With a slight eye, the stupor looked at the pine of Xia, and couldn't help but smile lightly.

This beautiful girl is finally here!

What a lucky guy... is it?

After the phone rang for a long time, it hung up.The hymns have been staying out of God.

“It’s Mr. Anth, isn’t it?”

“...”

Hearing the editor's words, the girl's body was shocked again...

Soon, the phone rang again...

“Not to take?It was Mr. Awkward.

Xia's poetry is dark in her eyes: "That kind of person... I don't care..."

She said this, directly clicked the hanging key...

In the sky outside the window, the clear starry sky, which had been clear before, did not know when it had been gloomy, as much as her mood was as oppressive.

He looked outside and said, “It looks like it’s going to rain.”

...

An Zhe looked at the phone that was hung up, and Meiyu had wrung into the Sichuan letter.He went to the place where Xia Yue often went to look for it, but he did not find her.

The phone is now hung up too!

Nothing will happen...

Looking at the sky becoming more and more heavy, An Zhe couldn't help but think, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy!

Don’t do anything, or I’ll forgive myself.

In a hurry, Anzhe directly used his permission and connected to the demon's alert skynet.

“Search: Xia’s poetry!”

In fact, even if it is Anzhe, he can't often use the demon to warn the sky network.Although the latter's search ability is strong, but every run has to take up a lot of running resources, in case of any mistake, even Anzhe will have to be rubbed by his father.

But by this time, Anzor could not care so much!

On the mobile phone screen, the figure of Xiaqiu Shiyu soon appeared, who was standing in the doorway of the restaurant and looked up at the sky.

The anxious Anzhe positioned the latter position, not far away...

He didn’t call the car again, and he ran directly to the location he was positioned.

Just didn't run far, the thunder suddenly, and the dense rain soon fell.

...

“Since you are so concerned, take the initiative to contact you!”

When he returned from buying an umbrella, he saw that Xia's Hill Shiyu had been staring at the mobile phone at the door, but he could not help but say it helplessly.

"I don't care."

The hymn of the pussy whispered and held fast.

Just as she had finished speaking, her eyes saw a rushing figure in the rain curtain.

Her eyes are not wide open!

Anzhe...

The next moment, the rushing Anzhe directly hugged him tightly into his arms!

“Don’t go out of the night without a word!It will make me worry!”

The trembling and relieved voice sounded, so that Xia's hilly poetry feathers stayed there.

The body was tightly held by Anzhe, I don't know if he was afraid, or the reason why it was cold and rain, she could feel his body shaking incessantly...

"..., An..." Xia's hilly poet was left to hold by Anzhe, but just wanted to open his mouth but was directly interrupted by Anzhe.

"I'm sorry!I'm sorry poetry!I am an idiot!I am a fool!”

An Zhe's tone trembled and his face was a little excited, but the rational personality did not come out to hinder him.

He uttered a low roar full of self-reproach and apology, holding the girl in his arms, as if as soon as he let go, the girl would disappear.

“An Zhe...” Xia’s Hill Shiyu gently murmured, and let Anzhe return to God.

He slowly loosened the cedar poetry plume and looked straight into her eyes...

“Poetry, I’m glad...”

Bounce!

Suddenly a thunderstorm in the sky, the rain was even greater.Xia's Hill Shiyu only saw Anzhe's mouth move slightly...

She suddenly laughed...

She laughed happily.In the nervous eyes of Anzhe, she suddenly jumped into his arms.

“What a...stupidity...”

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