bookrebus Chapter 490
Chapter 490
At this moment, the die-hard fans finally realized that the black screen on their phones wasn't Su Yu's live stream.
It's their own idol girl group!
"This, this, this!"
"What's going on?"
"Why were my daughters' live streams banned?!"
"Did the moderator make a mistake?"
"It should be Su Wei who's in charge."
The fans of the pink mask were completely bewildered.
at the same time.
Tik Tok.
Inside the supervision room.
Super admin Lao Sun sneered smugly as he looked at the live streams he had shut down:
"A bunch of thieves crying 'stop thief!' They even want to shut down our boss."
"It's like you're asking for trouble when the cafeteria is open and you're running around like crazy when Lao Ba has diarrhea."
Simultaneously.
Old Sun also said with relief.
Fortunately, these brainless fans made the phone call.
This allows them to quickly locate the Pink Mask Girls' live stream after receiving a call from the cybersecurity department.
Otherwise, we'll wait until they've checked everything one by one.
Those college students really wanted to give their parents the hard-earned money they had worked so hard for.
And they are all adults.
The regulations concerning the protection of minors are no longer applicable.
I cannot get a refund.
Wait until the passion fades!
They didn't even have a chance to cry.
the other side.
After the cybersecurity department blocked the Pink Mask Girl's live stream room and fan group.
Those naive college students, swept up in the passionate rhetoric of their fan leaders, were about to click on the recharge page.
They gradually calmed down.
I gasped in shock.
More than five thousand yuan!
Tuition for one semester!
My parents' monthly salary!
It almost slipped through my fingers.
And what can I gain?
A touch of vanity and false happiness.
however.
What comes after the happiness?
What will be left is an endless mess.
Inside the rental house.
A young girl stared at her phone as if she were looking at a terrifying money-devouring beast.
He quickly threw it aside.
At that moment, the living room door was opened.
"Xiao Lan, it's almost midnight, why aren't you asleep yet?"
She was called Xiaolan.
Hearing someone call his name, he suddenly looked up.
When she came to her senses, the bedroom door had already been opened.
A middle-aged woman, looking travel-worn, walked in.
I picked up my phone from the bedside table.
I sat helplessly on the bed.
He reached out and patted the girl's head, sighing, "Are you still angry?"
"Mom, I've thought about it. You're going to college in a few days."
“Even though we’re from a small county, you have to have what others have.”
"Let's go to the building to buy a computer tomorrow morning."
"Buy a few more designer clothes and shoes, and that bag you've always liked too."
Xiao Lan's eyes reddened as she listened to the middle-aged woman's words.
"mom!"
Hear the words.
The middle-aged woman smiled.
"It's alright, you don't need to worry about Mom."
"After the company found out about the situation today, they gave me an advance of next month's salary, more than five thousand yuan."
This number was accompanied by a relieved smile on the mother's face.
It directly shattered the girl's psychological defenses.
I remembered that I had just done something because of someone I had never met before.
It almost cost my mother a month's worth of hard-earned money.
I felt like slapping myself.
Xiao Lan immediately rushed into her mother's arms.
"Mom, I don't want the computer or the clothes anymore."
“When school starts, I will work part-time to support myself. When I earn money, I will buy you designer clothes.”
"Also, I will definitely study hard."
The middle-aged woman smiled contentedly.
A glint of light flashed in his eyes.
It's as if the designer clothes promised in the promise are already on my body.
The middle-aged woman patted Xiaolan's head:
"How can we not want it? If others have it, my daughter should have it too."
Xiao Lan looked up at her mother with teary eyes.
She then realized that wrinkles and freckles had crept onto her mother's face without her noticing.
But I can remember my mother.
She was clearly that flamboyant, beautiful, and stylish girl who could be picked up and carried.
at this time.
She finally understood!
The person who truly loves you will never keep asking for more.