Anchor, your crow's mouth has committed again

Chapter 60 Admit it

"Pfft—" Han Yichen just drank the water in his mouth and sprayed it all at once.

Laughed to death, Bai Weilan was only forced to be his temporary substitute, he didn't want to perform improperly, and was thought to be a black fan deliberately recruiting him.

And this person, is he familiar with his appearance on the screen?

Then...they shouldn't be recognized.

He wiped his mouth slowly, twisted the cap on the bottle calmly, and placed it on the ground in front of him.

Looking back at everyone casually, his voice was calm and cold: "It's okay, continue."

Sitting next to him, Tang Tang raised an eyebrow. Her big eyes were not white, they were wide in the corner of her vision. He was clearly smiling just now.

What are you laughing at?
Tang Tang tapped his knees rhythmically with the five fingers of his left hand.

The next moment, only Bai Weilan's unconvinced voice could be heard.

"Even if I'm a black fan, I'm not so black-hearted about doing black-hearted things, okay..." Bai Weilan deliberately emphasized the word "black-hearted" in his reply, as if he meant something.

"No, Bai Weilan, your eyes are convulsed. Why do you keep looking at Han Beichuan?" At this moment, a strange and mocking voice came from Wang Feiyang who was sitting on the far side.

Everyone turned their attention to him again.

Without speaking, Guo Cheng almost forgot about him, and quietly introduced him to Tang Tang again: "This is the fourth fairy in my dormitory, named Wang Feiyang."

Tang Tang looked at Wang Feiyang from a distance, and moved closer to him, whispering and laughing: "Your dormitory is really a gathering of demons, demons, ghosts, and monsters."

Bai Weilan is a demon, Guo Cheng is a demon, Wang Feiyang is a monster, Han Beichuan is a ghost——

Guo Cheng reacted for a few seconds, and then seemed to have sorted things out in his mind, and gave her a thumbs up quietly.

The whispering between the two did not affect the development of the main topic outside.

Bai Weilan was almost lost by this group of people who smashed the scene and didn't show face. There seemed to be a small flame burning in Wang Feiyang's eyes.

It's just that there was still a calm yet weird smile on his face.

"Because he is my good friend, why don't I say a few words for me when I think of my good friend?" Bai Weilan bit down on the word "good friend" again.

This gnashing of teeth is really a bit frightening.

"Ah, I'll just say it casually, brother, don't get excited." Wang Feiyang waved his hand at him, and then whispered, "Not only are the eyes convulsed, but the corners of the mouth are also convulsed..."

However, Wang Feiyang's voice is inherently magnetic, and the environment of the remote basketball court at night is extremely quiet, and whispers can be heard clearly.

Bai Weilan's upper and lower teeth and nostrils began to convulse.

It seems that I can't stand it anymore.

Han Beichuan tidied up his coat, stood up on the spot and put it on. The moment he stood up, Tang Tang seemed to hallucinate that the big tree around him jumped up to the sky.

"Let you tease the crowd, let's be teased by the crowd this time."

This tone, with a hint of helplessness mixed in with a chuckle, was like scolding a child in his own family.

Bai Weilan was speechless for a moment.

Han Beichuan knew what he wanted to say, so he continued to sigh softly: "It's not Han Yichen, so don't force yourself, there's nothing wrong with admitting that it's a black fan's joke."

Bai Weilan's mouth opened wider.

The pupils are like glass, shining with stars.

"That's right, we actually didn't believe it..." The strong man expressed his opinion in time.

Don't say he didn't believe it, there were very few people present who believed it.

Sure enough, many people present nodded their chins secretly.

(End of this chapter)