At eight o'clock in the evening, Moxiu live.

For many people, today is an ordinary and ordinary day, but for Dihao's fans, it is an extraordinary day, today is the third anniversary of the establishment of the Emperor's Army.

As one of the top three anchors in Moxiu's live broadcast, Di Hao is a well-known presence in the entire anchor circle.

Today, on the third anniversary of the founding of the Imperial Army, Di Hao made a lot of noise and began to plan a long time in advance.

At less than eight o'clock in the evening, Di Hao started the live broadcast, and the number of people in his live broadcast room exceeded 100,000 in just ten minutes, and the number of people is still rising.

Many people who are very famous in the anchor industry have also come to Dihao's live broadcast room to congratulate the third anniversary of the establishment of the Emperor's Army, and various gifts have been brushed up, rockets and yachts are all over the screen.

"Thank you for your support, Dihao's heartfelt thanks, I hope that our emperor's army will become more and more prosperous, and in the coming days, we will work together and continue to move forward!"

Di Hao on the screen was very excited, and this feeling of crowding made his vanity greatly satisfied. In the small live broadcast room, he is the emperor, a well-deserved king.

If you casually shout two microphones a day, and then brush up on others, you can make a lot of money, and life is really wonderful.

After Di Hao finished speaking, his imperial army began to support one after another.

"Brother Hao, Hongfu Yongchang, the emperor's army will last forever!"

"Brother Hao, I will always support you, I have to let your platoon come up today, even if I borrow money, I have to give you gifts!"

"Brother Hao really has face, all the famous big anchors of Moxiu are off the air, make room for Brother Hao, it's really bullish!"

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Dihao's live broadcast was in full swing, but for Su Yiyang, who was at home, he didn't know at all.

After saying hello to the people in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Su Yiyang opened a live broadcast room in Moxiu's live broadcast, and then posted a link in the Feixun blog.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Su Yiyang wore more casually, short-sleeved shorts, simple and clean.

A few seconds after Su Yiyang forwarded the link, the number of people displayed above the live broadcast room began to surge rapidly.

In just five minutes, the number of people exceeded 10,000, and the number of people is still surging wildly, approaching the 100,000 mark.

"Wow, it's really Su Yiyang, so handsome!"

"Yang Zai should be at home, right?

"I was going to sleep, but I was dragged up by my best friend, I thought she lied to me, but I didn't expect it to be really Yangyang!"

The number of comments is huge, and when it is presented on the screen of the mobile phone, it is like a waterfall, and the number is not clear at all.

Seeing more and more people, Su Yiyang was also a little surprised, and had a more intuitive understanding of his appeal.

"Hello everyone, I'm Su Yiyang, today I was invited by the Voice of Dreams program team to promote this Friday's dream night, I hope you can support me a lot at that time, I thank you in advance here!" Su Yiyang said with a smile at the screen.

"Support support, then you have to support!"

"It's still a new song, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Yangyang, I'm your fan, I like to listen to your songs, you are definitely a well-deserved champion!"

All kinds of voices are supportive, and the enthusiasm of the fans is high.

"Thank you, you guessed it right, the song I prepared on Friday is indeed a new song, I ......"

Although Su Yiyang is broadcasting live for the first time, he is still relatively comfortable, talking with fans, and there is no situation where he has nothing to say at all.

can talk directly to fans, Su Yiyang is still more interested, and he chatted very happily.

Yun Wanyi sat not far from Su Yiyang, holding a fruit bowl in her arms, looking at the TV from time to time, Su Yiyang from time to time, and from time to time at the mobile phone screen.

On the mobile phone was Su Yiyang, who was broadcasting live, and Yun Wanyi secretly paid attention to the movements of the live broadcast room, with a smile on her pretty face.

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On the other hand, Di Hao, who was broadcasting live, looked at the number of people in the live broadcast room, there was no fluctuation for a long time, and there was even a faint downward trend, and his face changed slightly.

Could it be that which big anchor has started broadcasting? Di Hao secretly guessed in his heart, but looking at the fans in the live broadcast room, he found that the anchors who were similar to him were all in his live broadcast room, and it was impossible to start broadcasting.

Now Di Hao is a little puzzled, the big anchors who are similar to him have not started broadcasting, where has the flow of people gone?

At this moment, the fans in the live broadcast room explained his doubts.

"Su Yiyang actually started a live broadcast? Everyone ran to his live broadcast room, and the number of people exceeded 100,000!"

"What kind of bullshit is Su Yiyang? He dares to start a live broadcast at this time?

"Today is the third anniversary of the founding of our Imperial Army, and he dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head?

"A little singer who breaks the third line, our brother Hao is the king of the anchor world, don't say anything, the emperor's army will go out and kill him for me!"

Without waiting for Di Hao to say anything, the fans of the Emperor Family Army in the live broadcast room were angry, as if they had been greatly humiliated, and they began to flock to Su Yiyang's live broadcast room in groups.

is so good at kung fu, and Di Hao also understands the situation almost well. He didn't stop the fans' actions, but there was some faint support in his words.

Di Hao is very angry, he is the king of the live broadcast industry, and the first-line celebrities can barely compete with him, a third-line singer actually doesn't give him face?

has lived in the praise of fans for a long time, Di Hao has been lost, he doesn't know what kind of status he is, and he can't figure out his own weight.

On the other hand, Su Yiyang, who was originally chatting with fans, suddenly found that the scolding in the comments began to increase more and more, and gradually covered up many normal comments.

"Su Yiyang, get out, dare to provoke our imperial army, you can't find death!"

"What kind of thing, dare to earn traffic with our brother Hao?"

"Get out, I want to wait until after twelve o'clock, it's the time of the Imperial Army, clear the field!"

"Hurry up and apologize to Brother Hao's live broadcast room, if you don't apologize, we'll get married, our emperor's army went to the Feixun blog to slaughter the Chinese version of Tu, do you believe it or not?"

"Sincerely apologize, kneel and beg Brother Hao for forgiveness, otherwise this matter will not be over!"

When Su Yiyang saw these comments, he was inexplicable and felt ridiculous at the same time.

"Where did these trolls come from? Who is Brother Hao? What is he? Is Kangxi Qianlong's 45th generation grandson? Still kneeling down? It's too stupid, right?" Su Yiyang hehe, his tone was a little not good, and his face was a little blue.

After all, being scolded inexplicably by a group of people, scolding his father and mother, no one will have a good temper......