Chapter 269 Anchor (3)
“Just picked it?”
Wen Chan repeated these words, quickly put the jar back into the box, and packed it up.
"Whose did you...pick?"
If these viewers are fake people, then they have no heart.
These two human hearts...
They can only be those of players!
As if to confirm her idea, a pop-up window suddenly popped up on her computer screen.
【Yesterday's PK victory, congratulations on your promotion! 】
Promotion...
This word definitely corresponds to elimination.
Her eldest brother named NG often talks about being eliminated.
As if thinking of something, Wen Chan picked up the mobile phone next to her and clicked into the Big Belly Immortal live broadcast room to take a look.
He did not start the broadcast, and the entire live broadcast room was gray.
Despite this, there are still many viewers in the barrage area.
[He lost in the PK yesterday. I heard that there was only one big brother on the other side, who was so powerful. 】
【Then you were eliminated by punishment yesterday? 】
【No, the opponent was a woman. She may have been soft-hearted and did not let him be eliminated in the penalty phase. 】
【Later he fell out of the pk room, and his brother in the live broadcast room felt embarrassed that there were so many people but no one on the opposite side was brushed. In order to please his elder brother, he performed some unique skills, and the scene was amazing. 】
【At the scene, my stomach exploded on the spot! Although he was eliminated, his big brother in the live broadcast room was still kind and gave him some coffin money. 】
…
Wen Chan learned something between the lines.
The elimination in their mouth means death.
Last night, the Big Belly Fairy suddenly fell out of the live broadcast room. She thought he was stuck out.
Now that I think about it, the elimination mechanism should be activated, and he must die.
This...
Will you die if you lose the pk?
The unique skill of the Big Belly Immortal is to blow air into the belly. This unique skill itself is dangerous.
If she said that her special skill is sleeping, and she lost the PK, would she just sleep to death?
[There is another one next door that has also been eliminated. That one looks too normal and not as exciting as this one. 】
[It’s so boring, why are there only two pk shows a day...]
Wen Chan saw the barrage of Daduxianren’s live broadcast room again, silently turned off the phone, put it aside, and looked down at the table. box.
Just two people were "eliminated", and there were just freshly picked "little strawberries".
He was so happy when he heard that he wanted to give him strawberries to eat...
Wen Chan hated herself for being able to understand things instantly.
If she didn't think of this, she could just send him some real strawberries.
Now that he thinks about it, he is probably looking forward to giving him this "little strawberry".
Where can she pick it for him?
She took another look at the barrage area of her live broadcast room, which was all filled with messages from 00.
00: [Didn’t you say you like it? Why aren't you moving? 】
00: [Did I send the wrong one? You don't like it? ]
00: [But you didn’t resist when you took it just now. 】
00: [Why don’t you speak? What are you looking at? 】
00:【Do you hate me? ]
00: [In this case... then... then I won't appear in front of you. 】
He muttered a lot to himself.
There is no one in the audience.
He is really gone.
Wen Chan didn’t know whether she should be relieved or nervous.
This guy is rich, what a big brother!
After he leaves, who will pay her for PK?
Rely on NG?
Thinking of this person, Wen Chan felt a little confused again.
He let himself lose last night, and when the time comes he will perform unique skills to attract the audience. The escape route has been arranged for her. It doesn’t look like she will die if she loses.
Or did he do it on purpose? Want her to let her guard down?
"You probably have a new anchor to support and reward. He will lead you to get this reward and help you channel traffic before he can implement his next plan."
A1's voice sounded.
Wen Chan came back to her senses, "Oh? What do you say?"
"Hehe." A1 laughed twice, "I found a deleted conversation on your computer. Maybe it's helpful. You are useful.”
…
NG: [Which family dares to rob me? 】
NG: [I brought this person, so get out of here if you know what he’s doing! 】
NG: [Don’t think that having a little money will make Wen Chan recognize you as his big brother. I’m afraid even if I spend money! I'm no worse than you! 】
NG: 【Are you mute? Let me warn you one last time, stay away from my goal! Otherwise, there will be consequences at your own risk! 】
…
"When did this happen? Is he talking to 00?" Wen Chan asked.
A1 explained: "After seeing you falling asleep, he warned that person, but unfortunately that person ignored him. He was so angry that he found someone to delete the record and left."
What a pity. , no electronic product can cause trouble under A1’s nose!
“Good job.”
Wen Chan closed the live broadcast. Before doing so, she sent her personal contact information to 00 Backstage.
As a professional anchor, maintaining a good relationship with the top brother on the list is what she should do.
After finishing these things, Wen Chan sat on the chair and clicked on the group chat message on the watch.
Two people are missing inside.
Wen Chan sighed, one of them died indirectly at her hands.
No one is chatting in the group. They are all busy live broadcasting, trying to attract some rich fans so that they can win against each other through PK.
Except for himself, these people in the group are all his opponents.
They don’t dare to trust anyone, so naturally they won’t chat inside.
It seems that nothing can be learned from these people.
But she came a week later than them, and they didn’t even notice?
Wen Chan was very surprised why these players followed the rules so much.
Logically speaking, there will always be a few arrogant and disobedient thorns in the side.
Now she has become this disobedient thorn in the side, and everyone else is reeling.
And what is the family that NG is talking about?
Do these fake people even have a family?
Will these families send people down to raise money and bring anchors?
But can NG really raise a big anchor by giving her money to do so?
Wen Chan is a little disgusted.
Ding——
She was despising the old big brother, so she sent the new big brother’s friend application.
His WeChat name is the same as the live broadcast room name, both are 00.
Wen Chan accepted the friend request.
The other party immediately sent her a message.
00: [/cry. 】
The crying expression showed that he was a little aggrieved at this time.
Wen Chan: [Can you take back these two little strawberries? 】
Looking at the express box on the table, Wen Chan really felt that it was in the way.
00: [/crying loudly]
00: [You really hate me! /Cry]
Wen Chan: [That’s not what I meant. I didn’t say I liked it at the time. I said it was OK. OK means average, I don’t like it that much. This thing is so rare and my eldest brother likes it so much, I should keep it for myself. I don’t like to eat, so it’s a waste of money for my eldest brother to give it to me! 】
Wen Chan has closed the live broadcast room, and uttered a long paragraph of casual words with no expression on her face, without any pressure. No one can see her face anyway.
The person on the other side was silent for a while. The chat box kept showing that he was typing, but no message was sent.
It took about a minute or so before he replied with two words.
00: [Really? 】
Wen Chan: [Really! 】
Take it away quickly, the faint smell of blood is flowing in her room, it's almost unbearable.
00: [But I see that your face is not very good. Are you scared? 】
Wen Chan: "?"
She quickly turned around and began to look at her entire room, not noticing any sight or monitor.
If there is something secretly photographed in her room, A1 will remind herself.
After all, it is so reliable now.
It didn't say anything, which meant her room was safe, and she didn't feel any danger.
Is this person scamming her?
I really scared myself~
Wen Chan: [I told the truth, I didn’t look bad, and I wasn’t scared. 】
00: [But I see that just now your face was green, white, and black, and now it’s back to normal again, like a color palette. How amazing! 】
Wen Chan: "?"
00: [Don't look around...it makes me feel embarrassed. 】
Wen Chan: "..."
What on earth is it!
Why can a few simple words make people so creepy!
00: [Cicada, can I call you that? ]
00: [If you were afraid, I would take the little strawberry back. Don’t hate me. ]
00: [I have no ill intentions towards you, I just think you are too cute and want to help you...]
00: [If you really don’t like me, I won’t do it anymore. Come to your live broadcast room. 】
Wen Chan: [...I beg you to stay, and give me money in the future. /比心]
It is our duty to protect brother’s feelings!
00: [Okay! (*︶*)】
Wen Chan was still looking carefully at the words he had just sent, when the express box on the table suddenly rose into the air, attracting Wen Chan's eyes.
She saw the box bouncing towards the door of her room as if it was being held by someone.
Wen Chan: "?"
She quickly stood up and reached out to hit around the box.
Nothing was touched.
She chased the box out of the room and came to the door where she had just taken the box.
The box disappeared into thin air in front of her.
Wen Chan: "..."
New messages came from the mobile phone.
00: [Cicada, your reaction just now was so cute, I’m so happy! (*︶*)】
Wen Chan: "..."
She stared at the word "Chan Chan" for a while.
Then he typed to confirm: [Are you in my room? 】
00:【Do you want me to be in your room? I'm everywhere. 】
Wen Chan: [Can other viewers do what you do? 】
00: [Can’t. 】
Wen Chan breathed a sigh of relief.
Also, he has always been the most unique existence in the copy.
I didn’t expect that they would fall in love online this time.
But this is too strange!
00: [You ask me if I am a human or a ghost? 】
Wen Chan said without even thinking: [You are a monster. 】
00: […]
00: […]
Wen Chan felt that the temperature in her room seemed to have dropped a bit.
Is he really everywhere?
Wen Chan: [Since I am everywhere, can you come out and meet me? 】
The other party hesitated for a while before sending a message.
00: [Aren’t you afraid? 】
Wen Chan: [No. 】
She didn’t say anything about his real face with a big black face. In the copies, he was usually very beautiful. What was she afraid of?
00: [You are so kind. 】
After reading what he said, Wen Chan felt a moist breath coming in front of her.
A man wearing casual clothes appeared in front of her, threw her down on the bed, hugged her and started rubbing her head.
"At this time, someone is going to ask, Cicada, Cicada, why are you so cute."
The man's voice was filled with clear pleasure, which made people feel better.
Only if he can stop rubbing his head.
Wen Chan didn't understand.
This is the first time she has been called cute.
Obviously she has always found the little monster cute.
Wen Chan put her hands into his hair and raised his head.
A long braid hung from the back of his head to her neck, still the familiar hairstyle.
But his face changed again.
This face is particularly deep, with a bit of exotic style, and the blue pupils look watery when looking at her.
There was a smile on his lips, and when Wen Chan looked at him, he chuckled and showed his white teeth.
Silly.
“You are so beautiful.” Wen Chan said sincerely.
He was stunned for a moment, and seemed a little shy. Out of politeness, he said, "You are beautiful too."
"What is your name?" Wen Chan pushed him away and sat up from the bed.
"Ling Chao." After being praised, Ling Chao stood aside and rubbed his hands with some embarrassment.
Wen Chan nodded and waved to him.
The innocent Ling Chao came over, grabbed Wen Chan's neck, and pressed him to the bedside.
Wen Chanpi asked with a smile: "Whose live broadcast do you usually like to watch? Are you so lavish with money when watching other people's live broadcasts? Will half of the money be taken away on this live broadcast platform?"
Once you know 00 Wen Chan completely threw aside his identity as the new eldest brother.
Especially when I think about the fact that he bought 500 coffins for himself last night, which equals 10 million points.
Although his money is her money, the feeling of going from the left pocket to the right pocket is no different from making no money at all?
Besides, general live broadcast platforms will also take commissions.
Ling Chao didn't know why Wen Chan's attitude changed so much, but he thought it was normal for her to treat him this way.
He whispered: "The platform will charge 80%."
"What?!"
Wen Chan jumped up from the bed.
Doesn’t that mean that out of ten million points, she can only get two million?
"You are forcing money into other people's pockets! Prodigal son! When can we buy a house!"
Wen Chan fell on the bed in pain, burying her face in the quilt and wailing.
Ling Chao turned his head in astonishment and looked at Wen Chan, who was rolling on the bed anxiously. After staring for a while, he felt that she was so cute.
She shyly withdrew her gaze, lowered her head, picked her fingers nervously, and replied softly: "Well... we just met for the first time... now we have to prepare to buy a wedding house. Then...then...can I give you this house?"
Wen Chan took her face out of the quilt and looked at the back of his head in confusion, "This house is Yours?”
Ling Chao realized that he had spilled the beans and immediately covered it with his hands. He did not dare to look back at Wen Chan and could only turn his back to her and shake his head.
Wen Chan sat up and inquired casually: "Your source of income depends on collecting rent?"
The last dungeon was to open a hotel and earn room fees, and now the rent has been collected. ?
The future is promising!
Ling Chao nodded cautiously. Since he had already let it slip, he simply said a few more words, "You can make money just by lying down. The money comes quickly! I need a lot of money!"
Wen Chan gave him a thumbs up.
Very good, she has engraved her idea of making money into her heart.
The next second, Wen Chan said angrily: "Then you still reward me so much!"