Become a loli idol

Chapter 330 Thought Work
Qiao Xinxin originally wanted to sleep well, but after chatting with Deng Wei, she felt bad...

Because Deng Wei told herself that she was cheap about what her dad said to Deng Wei for dinner two days ago.

[Deng Wei: Qiao Qiao, let me tell you, you should go and confess to your parents earlier, because your father seems to know what happened to you recently, and it seems that there are more than one thing...]

[Qiao Xinxin: Uncle Deng, why did you say that suddenly?What the hell happened? 】

After Qiao Xinxin saw what Deng Wei said to herself, she didn't believe that what she had hidden for so long would be discovered.

She always thought that these things should not be known by Yao Yunxia and Qiao Guoyan. Now when she heard what Deng Wei said, she felt a little guilty.

Qiao Xinxin has never appeared on TV, nor has she ever been particularly popular on the Internet. Thinking carefully about how long she has been playing in front of the audience, the most awesome time is probably when she released her new song on major platforms and websites.

Besides, the ID of her new song is also fake!How did her parents know about her songwriting?

Qiao Xinxin thought to himself, looking at the message from Deng Wei on the screen of the mobile phone, he felt like his eyes were staring, and he didn't know what to reply for a while.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and that light instantly cleared her confusion.

If you want to talk about the network activities that exposed your identity, it is probably that!Live!
Showing her face, talking, the appearance of her kitchen in the live broadcast room, she couldn't get rid of it even if she wanted to!
After figuring it out, Qiao Xinxin had only one sentence in mind: Man is not as good as God.

She originally thought that when she released a new song on Bilibili and music websites, not many people would find out with her anonymous ID, but who knows...it seems to have been hacked by the live broadcast.

If you really let them know what they are doing on the Internet, they will probably ask a lot of questions, right?For example, why did she broadcast live, why did she write songs, how did she know how to play the guitar, a series of questions... emmmmmmm, she didn't want to face it.

Qiao Xinxin was struggling and resisting. Just as she was thinking wildly, the phone she held in her hand suddenly vibrated again. She lowered her head to look at the phone. After her eyes were focused, she clicked on the phone that was about to go black. If you come here.

[Deng Wei: Qiao Qiao, don’t worry too much. Your parents are quite cheerful. They will be proud of you when they know about writing songs and releasing singles like you. If your father doesn’t like it You do this, don’t you still have your mother?One thing falls one thing, if you don't trust your father, you have to trust your mother, right? 】

After Qiao Xinxin finished reading Deng Wei's words, she sighed and put a hand on her forehead, not knowing what to say.

Actually...Deng Wei doesn't know about his live broadcast yet. If he knew, his attitude might change a little.

In fact, Qiao Xinxin didn't care about writing songs at all, because it was more serious.

As for the live broadcast, Qiao Xinxin was more troubled.

Because the live broadcast industry is in my previous world, many people of the older generation feel that young people talk to themselves in front of mobile phones and cameras all day long, and even if they make money, they are not doing their job properly.

Although Qiao Guoyan and the others were not such feudal-minded people, other prejudices against the live broadcast industry also made Qiao Xinxin a little entangled.

I'm afraid that they will not support me as I think.

As Qiao Xinxin thought about it, she became even more worried about how Qiao Guoyan would feel after knowing that she was broadcasting live.

She looked at Deng Wei's message to comfort her, and felt that she should be able to know some information about Qiao Guoyan from his mouth, but before that, she decided to tell Deng Wei about her live broadcast in Tuya.

Because... Deng Wei and Qiao Guoyan are good friends, and their ideas should be quite close. If she knows Deng Wei's reaction, can she infer the reaction of the two of them?

Qiao Xinxin thought about it, and finally decided to send a message to ask.

[Qiao Xinxin: Uncle Deng, let me tell you something. In fact, besides writing songs, I have also done other things...]

A few seconds after Qiao Xinxin's message was sent, Deng Wei sent it back.

[Deng Wei: Robbed and fought? 】

Seeing Deng Wei's message, Qiao Xinxin's serious face instantly collapsed, and she held back her smile and typed a reply.

[Qiao Xinxin: ...That's not true. 】

【Deng Wei: What is that? 】

Qiao Xinxin hesitated for a moment, but first made a metaphor.

[Qiao Xinxin: That is, what do you think of the profession of live broadcasting? 】

[Deng Wei: Do you mean that the other thing you do is live broadcast? 】

Deng Wei's injection was quick, and Qiao Xinxin's response to stop the bleeding was also quick.

[Qiao Xinxin: Yes, live broadcast. 】

Before Deng Wei could reply, Qiao Xinxin directly sent her concerns.

[Qiao Xinxin: What do you think of the live broadcast? 】

After all, Deng Wei is not much different in age from his cheap parents, and they are also good friends. If you ask him, it is like asking Yao Yunxia and Qiao Guoyan.

[Deng Wei: Then it depends on the live broadcast or something. If the fabric is less, the ones that are exposed here and there are not very good. 】

Five seconds after Deng Wei's message was sent, he received a decisive reply from Qiao Xinxin.

[Qiao Xinxin: No, no, no, I'm a gourmet live broadcast, and I do some singing live broadcasts from time to time, it's not the kind that has a bad influence. 】

[Deng Wei: Then it’s over, your live broadcast is not that bad, the food live broadcast and singing live broadcast are both healthy and green, you are not worried because of this, right? 】

Deng Wei's words directly expressed Qiao Xinxin's pain, but a simple sentence also solved her difficulty.

Qiao Xinxin's black eyes fixed on the words on it, and after reading it several times, she finally took this concept into her heart.

That's right, the things she broadcasts live are not unsuitable for children. If they are healthy and green, why worry that Yao Yunxia and Qiao Guoyan will refuse to broadcast her live!
Thinking about it this way, Qiao Xinxin's confidence also increased by five points.

[Qiao Xinxin: Alright... If this is the case, I will find another opportunity to tell them about my songwriting and live broadcast after a while. 】

Seeing Qiao Xinxin's obviously reluctant words, Deng Wei smiled with relief, comforting her and reassuring her. After confirming the time for Saturday, he put down his phone to rest.

Deng Wei's message had already been delivered, but Qiao Xinxin was still depressed. Although the words were true, she didn't know how to open her mouth...

In addition to thinking about this, she was also guessing whether they really knew about her live broadcast.

Because according to the way they work overtime every day, they shouldn't...

(End of this chapter)