Big guy sprinkles sugar in my live broadcast room

Chi Yu held his breath, lowered his head and stared at the phone screen until his neck was sore and he didn't respond.

There are only zero and countless times of social death. The next sentence should be - there is no most social death, only more social death.

Help!
Who can help me!
Chi Yu wailed inwardly.

Suddenly, she felt someone poke her thigh twice, and then Xia Qianyue's voice came, "Honey, are you okay?"

Chi Yu held back for two seconds and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Uh...or I'd better listen to lies."

The despair in Chi Yu's tone made Xia Qianyue try to deceive herself.

She couldn't bear to hear the truth.

Chi Yu took a deep breath and then sighed, his voice listless, "It's not good to tell lies."

"???"

Xia Qianyue was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What about the truth?"

"The truth is..." Chi Yu gasped once, and then said word by word, "It's really bad."

Xia Qianyue: "..."

Fine, nothing wrong.

"Then may I take the liberty to ask why it's really bad?"

Seemingly in order to cooperate with Chi Yu, Xia Qianyue deliberately bit down on the word "really".

Chi Yu was quiet for about ten seconds, as if he was making a major decision, and then handed the phone to Xia Qianyue with a heavier heart than going to the grave.

"See for yourself."

Probably infected by the feeling of being late, Xia Qianyue took the phone with both hands, she couldn't be more careful.

It seemed that what she took was not a mobile phone, but a timing mine.

After carefully studying the chat records between Zhou Yanzhi and Chi Yu just now, Xia Qianyue didn't let go of the message that was lying in the editing column and hadn't been sent by Chi Yu.

Now, the authorities are clear, and she is naturally clearer as a bystander.

After grasping the situation, she took a deep breath while being shocked.

Chi Yu, who had been hanging her head down, slowly straightened up and looked at her at this time, sincerely and unconfidently questioning her soul, "Perhaps, do you want to save me?"

"...?"

Xia Qianyue pursed her lips, she had a guess in her heart, and asked tentatively, "Perhaps, you can tell me how you want me to save you?"

She guessed that Chi Yu had already made plans when she asked this question.

just listen...

"For example, tell him that you sent this message?" Chi Yu was cautious, let alone confident.

"???"

Xia Qianyue resisted the urge to ask "Do you have a conscience", and just asked, "Do you think Teacher Zhou would believe something that a fool would believe?"

"You're right!" Chi Yu frowned and sighed, "He's a good man, but he's not a fool."