When the viewers in the live streaming room saw how easy Shan Ao was to talk to, they were a little puzzled. Could it be that they had misunderstood him just now and that he was actually a gentleman?
However, at this moment, Shan Ao exposed his true nature.
"Hahahahaha, you're a tycoon. You're practically six times richer!”
"I was caught off guard by this car.”
"The tastes of tycoons are different from ours. The songs they like to listen to must be more unique.”
"Eighteen Touches, this song is good. The tycoons 'thoughts are different from ours.”
"What song is Eighteen Touch? Please enlighten me."
"I've never heard a female streamer sing 18 Touches. It must be very good.”
"Host, do your best and sing well. The rockets of the tycoons will definitely not be short of you.”
"The style of the song, Eighteen Touch, is not bad. If the host sings it, it will definitely have a different flavor.”
"I'm really looking forward to the host singing Eighteen Touch. Hurry up and don't waste time.”
At first, Xiaoke thought that this young man was really easy to talk to, but after he finished his sentence, Xiaoke realized that she was too naive.
At this moment, Xiaoke was in a difficult position. Although she didn't know how to sing Eighteen Touch and had never heard it before, she had heard her classmates joke about it when she was in school. She knew that it wasn't a good song.
Xiaoke bit her lips, feeling wronged, afraid that she would not be able to hold back her tears.
Even though she knew that all sorts of weird things would happen before the live broadcast, Xiaoke didn't expect to encounter such a thing on the first day.
A feeling of grievance rose in his heart.
When Luo Chen saw this, he frowned and looked unhappy.
He didn't want this clear stream to be polluted by the environment, so he immediately sent a golden phoenix bullet screen.
"A bunch of scumbags. Do you only know how to bully girls?”
Although the bullet comments were still flooding in, Luo Chen's comment was too eye-catching. Everyone saw Luo Chen's comment and immediately started criticizing him.
"If you don't dance or sing, why are you still doing a live broadcast?”
"It's clearly the host who's too pretentious. She's so pure, yet she's still doing a live broadcast?”
"Brother Shan Ao has already given us a rocket. It's not too much to ask for such a small request, right?”
"I'm being reasonable. We originally said that a rocket can dance, but the streamer didn't agree. The tycoon has already taken a step back, but now he can't even sing a song?”
"This Phoenix bullet screen is so flashy.”
"Brother Luo, I respect you for being a little tycoon. Don't cause trouble, brother.”
"How about this? If you're unhappy, you can also farm rockets. Let's see who can give more.”
"Wouldn't that be too easy for the streamer?”
"As long as the host can sing spicy songs and dance spicy dances, it's not a loss.”
"The most important thing is that we don't have to send him off. We can just watch the show.”
"The front row is selling melon seeds, benches, and mineral water ~~~"
"But what if your Brother Luo wins? Wouldn't that mean that there's nothing to watch?"
"Are you kidding me? Your Brother Luo is only level 30, and Shan Ao is already level 40. Do you know what it means? The cost of level 40 is several times that of level 30.”
There were all kinds of people in the live broadcast room. Other than a few keyboard warriors and trolls, most of them were here to watch the show. They were ready to watch the show between Luo Chen and Shan Ao.
Xiaoke didn't expect Brother Luo to stand up for her. She thought that everyone in the live broadcast room was the same. Now, it seemed that there were still good people in the live broadcast room. Xiaoke was a little touched when she saw this.
However, when she saw Luo Chen being attacked by a group of people, she felt a little guilty.
" Everyone, stop arguing. I'm already very grateful that you're supporting me. I'm very grateful to Brother Luo for speaking up for me. I'm also very grateful to Shan Ao for his rocket. However, I really don't know how to sing the song that Shan Ao said. Why don't I just dance?"
Before Xiaoke could finish her sentence, her mouth was wide open and she didn't continue.
A row of rockets suddenly appeared in her live broadcast room.
Everyone in the live stream was stunned when they saw the animated rocket.
Your Brother Luo gifted Xiaoke 10 rockets!
Ten rockets and 5,000 yuan were not common in the rooms of big streamers, let alone these small streamers who had just started streaming. In an instant, the screen was filled with 666.
"Tycoon, he's really a tycoon."
"Brother Luo, do you still need a thigh pendant?”
"Brother Luo, do you need a mistress? I'm not clingy."
"5,000 yuan. This month's salary is gone again.”
"Why does my face hurt? Did someone secretly slap my face?”
"Brother Luo, I can tell from his name that he's a domineering person.”
"I like Brother Luo's temper. He doesn't say a word and he just kills rockets ten times in a row.”
"This streamer is going to be popular!"
The bullet comments were like ants moving their homes, densely packed and hard to see. The number of viewers in Xiaoke's stream was also increasing like water, from less than 1,000 to more than 8,000 in an instant, and it was still growing.
Xiaoke's mouth was wide open. She hadn't recovered from her shock yet. Obviously, she didn't expect Luo Chen to give her ten rockets at once.
Ten rockets cost 5,000 yuan. His sister had been streaming for more than a year, so she only made 5,000 to 6,000 yuan a month.
It was only the first day of his live broadcast, and he had already received more than 5,000 gifts.
Xiaoke suddenly remembered that when she was fortune-telling some time ago, the fortune-teller said that she would meet a benefactor in the near future.
Could it be that Brother Luo was her benefactor?
New book ~~~~~ La ~~~~
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