Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chumu returned to his seat.

On the screen are all sorts of clandestine numbness comments, which he roughly flipped over and answered several questions:

“The Manslaughter will be officially completed by the end of this month, and the Killing of Immortals will be renewed. ”

“Well, thanks for the compliment. I think I'm pretty handsome, too. ”

“Without showing your faces, I hope you are in love with my talent, not with my face. ”

“Well… still single for now. ”

Zhao held his cell phone and found Chu Mu answering the sentence just now, slightly looking in his direction.

Azhao... Azhao's condition is a reflective shake.

Trumu seemed to laugh.

The readers who watched the live broadcast obviously noticed his movements as well.

Big Daddy, you were just looking back, who's there? I just heard a voice. It's a girl!

[Also wondering, is the girl behind us the mistress of Truman?

Chumu looked at the comments on the screen and stared at the hostess three words for several seconds.

He was silent for a while before saying, "She's a friend of mine. ”

I won't say any more than that, and I don't care if the fans are screaming down there.

Now we're going to answer some questions from some fans and talk about a variety of topics.

Zhao separated his mind and ears, while his mind was messed up, and he talked to the marshmallow about what to do later.

Zhao: “Can I still pick up my phone and run? ”

Marshmallows: “…”

He hated iron and steel, humming and grunting: “You've worked so hard to find an excuse to live in his house. Running out again? ”

Zhao, think about it carefully.

If you ran away, didn't you do all the work?

But...

“I'm a little scared.” She whispered.

Cotton candy with a tender little voice: “What are you afraid of? You're his golden father, Miss Trench. Can he still eat you? ”

However, this does not comfort Zhao.

She starred on a soft sofa, a salted fish who had lost her dreams: "But the Golden Master's father had been lying to him for so long. ”

She thought about it and sat up again: "No, I'd better go out and hide. ”

He said he was going down.

However, as she interacted with the fans live, she was distracted from Trumu on this side and noticed her movements the first time.

Her eyes were set on her, and her lips even smiled at her.

He's not talking.

But Azhao clearly understood what he was saying in his colour - dare you go and try it?

Ah Zhao...

She sat back in silence.

Don't move, don't move.

The marshmallows blew blindly: “A true warrior, daring to face a bleak life, daring to face the blood of a dog. Host, don't be shy! ”

Zhao: “...”

At this point, Trumu's live broadcast was also at an end.

She heard Trumu say:

“Well, today's live broadcast time is almost up, and you have any questions we'd like to ask you as soon as possible. ”

Zhao glanced at the screen and was brushed by two comments:

One is singing, the other is showing his face.

Trumu seemed to sigh and felt helpless about the readers' obsession.

“Then I'll sing you a song. ”

He didn't want to accompany him, so he hummed softly.

It's a foreign song.

The meaning of the lyrics A Zhao didn't understand, closed his eyes, just felt his voice was extra gentle and peaceful, like the wind at the tail of the summer, relaxed blowing, dispersed the dry heat, only the appearance left.