After the servant had completely left, little Fubao raised his head and looked at the photographer: "Uncle, will Fubao take you to Brother Fubao's room first?"
"good."
As soon as I heard that I was going to Sang Wanzhou's room, the heat in the live broadcast room instantly skyrocketed.
From the original 80 million viewers, it became 200 million online viewers in just a few minutes.
The scrolling speed and density of the bullets are so fast that even the eyes can't keep up.
After all, from the last variety show to this one, no one saw Sang Wanzhou disheveled even once.
Twice, I was accidentally tricked by Xiao Fubao, but he was only exposed for a moment.
It’s important for the audience!
They want benefits!
Want benefits!
No, the benefits you have longed for are finally coming.
Can they not be excited?
[I heard that the little baby is going to receive benefits? I didn’t come late and missed something, did I?!]
[No, no! Sister, you came just in time, they are planning to go to Sang Wanzhou’s room right now! 】
[I just came over from Lu Zhaoxi next door and said I was too bored. Don’t you know what you are like, Lu Zhaoxi? You even got up so early to exercise. We don’t want to see this!]
Sang Wanzhou's room is in a shady corner on the third floor. Because he likes to sleep in and doesn't like the room to be too bright, he chose this room as his room.
But the distance in between took almost five or six minutes, which shows how big his home is.
"Xiao Fubao, your family is so big." Even the photographer couldn't help but sigh.
Little Fu Bao walked ahead without looking back, "Fu Bao thinks it's too big too! Fu Bao often gets lost at home when we first get home!"
Photography Brother: "This is indeed possible."
This is called.
What are the worries of rich people?
Finally arriving at the innermost room, little Fubao turned around and made a silent gesture to the photographer, telling him not to speak or make any noise.
Then quietly, little by little, he opened the door to Sang Wanzhou's room.
The room was dark, and it was almost impossible to see anything. The curtains were drawn three times in total, blocking out the sunlight from outside.
It's almost like a vampire who lives at night and is very afraid of sunlight.
[Oh my god, is it daytime now? How can this room be so dark? 】
[This curtain looks very thick at first glance. I should say, it really deserves to be Sang Wanzhou? 】
[At this glance, I knew it was Sang Wanzhou’s room. I was afraid of being woken up by the sun, but now I couldn’t see anything.]
But Xiao Fubao seemed to have expected it. He took out a flashlight from nowhere and quietly walked to Sang Wanzhou's bed with his photography brother.
As soon as the flashlight turned on, the live broadcast room also lit up immediately.
Sang Wanzhou was neatly dressed and lying on his side in his pajamas. The quilt covered his whole body tightly, leaving only his head exposed. He also wore an eye mask on his head, as if he was afraid of being awakened by the light.
Even though the curtains have been drawn three times, you still have to put on a blindfold. It's ridiculous.
[Let me go, the wrapping is as tight as a zongzi, isn’t it hot? 】
[The air conditioner should be turned on lower. I admire Sang Wanzhou very much. It’s not enough to draw three layers of curtains. I also have to wear an eye mask. It’s too exaggerated!]
[Why do I have the feeling that he will sleep in a coffin the next second? 】
Because he was wearing a blindfold, he didn't notice when Xiao Fubao came in with his photography brother, and he didn't even move.