Chapter 7 Must be a system bug

It must be a system bug.

Although the gangster is a V100 member, his ranking in the daily live broadcast is only 1/10,000!

But he believes that there will never be a second bold person in a rookie anchor.

That Zhang Liang must have taken advantage of the system's bug!

"I want to complain, someone hacked the system!" said the gangster unwillingly in the live broadcast room.

At the same time, he directly used his identity as a V100 member to complain to the daily live broadcast platform in the live broadcast room.

"Hehe, kid is playing with me, you're still a little tender!"

There are more rich people in this world.

But what rich man's banknotes fell from the sky?

Reward more than one million for an anchor for no reason, and you don't ask for anything?

If this is not boring, he will eat Xiang directly.

Hehe.

"Boy, you are dead, you dare to hack the live broadcast platform every day, this is simply looking for death!" The gangster said with a smile.

"What?

Because Zhang Liang rewarded more than one million, the live broadcast room of this will be smooth is already frantically distributing red envelopes.

Countless melon-eating people are grabbing red envelopes.

But suddenly, when I heard the gangster say this, all the little fans trembled a little.

"What, if he really hacked the live broadcast platform, should we return the red envelope we robbed?"

"Hold the grass, is this called unprofitable?"

"It's over, I'll just say, how can there be such a bold boss in this world?

"I don't care, I won't return the red envelope, Nima's, damn Zhang Liang, you fuck off, you dare to hack the system!"

"I'm already shivering, little boy, if... ”

"Uh... I vaguely feel like there's an alarm outside, isn't it?"

The little fans who grabbed the red envelopes in the live broadcast room of Huanhuan have begun to tremble, how can a big cake fall from the sky, and let them grab it?

It's just, hey, I knew they wouldn't come to this live broadcast room.

Now it's also a painful thing to watch the big guy's fighting method, who knows if this big guy is really rich?

As for Changchang's side, when he heard the gangster say this, he was already sweating in a hurry.

Zhang Liang!

An ordinary can not be in a common name.

I just rewarded more than one million in my live broadcast room, and I don't have any requirements.

If he really hacked the live broadcast platform, then what should he do?

Changchang is not worried that his reward is fake, but worried about Zhang Liang's safety.

After Zhang Liang rewarded himself just now, he didn't have any idea at all, he knew that Zhang Liang must be a good person.

However, good people also have to follow the rules.

You really can't do that...

"Brother Zhang Liang, is what the gangster said true?

The anchor's words are not finished,

"Local tyrant Zhang Liang rewarded the anchor with 100 BMWs!"

In the daily live broadcast platform, a crown is 10,000 yuan, and a BMW is 100,000 yuan.

This 100 taels of BMW is 10 million.

Oh, my God.

The local tyrant Zhang Liang directly rewarded Changchang with another 10 million.

This... It's just going against the sky.

"It's over, this Zhang Liang is playing big, how much is this girl going live every day!"

"Arrogant, domineering, brothers, we can't grab the red envelopes we send now!"

"Uh-uh-uh, that ......!"

If the previous reward was just a small test, this reward is real.

A local tyrant did not hesitate to reward 10 million, and the system red envelope was already flying in the live broadcast room of Changchang anchor.

Many small people who eat melons and small anchors who watch the excitement have never seen such a posture.

Red envelopes fly, but no one dares to grab them.

"Oh my god! It's a painful thing to see a red envelope not grabbed!"

+1!

+2!

....+10086!

After one person finished speaking, it caused countless resonances.

Because they are worried that this Zhang Liang is really a platform for hacking the live broadcast room!

"Everyone, I am the on-duty field controller in the live broadcast room every day, after the inquiry of the backstage engineer, Mr. Zhang Liang's reward is real money, everyone can grab the red envelope to their heart's content!"

Suddenly, there was an extra voice in the live broadcast room, and there was an extra V word behind the voice, needless to say, this V word is definitely the official field control of the live broadcast room!

Not only that, but the official Weibo and WeChat public accounts of the daily live broadcast platform have been broadcast, and the daily live broadcast platform has not been invaded, and all the rewards of the local tyrant Zhang Liang are real!

"Real?"

The melon-eating crowd in the live broadcast room can't calm down.

Because the Changchang live broadcast room is already frantically distributing red envelopes.

Oh my god.

The local tyrant Zhang Liang directly rewarded 10 million.

Or really.

"There are so many red envelopes, how can you miss them?

After saying this, the hundreds of thousands of fans in the Changchang live broadcast room will have become crazy.

After all, it's a good thing that a big pie falls from the sky.

Money. Red envelopes are money.

If you grab it, you earn it!

It's a rhythm against the sky.

Not only the fans in the live broadcast room, but even the lively anchors in the Changchang live broadcast room are boiling.

For many years, how many big anchors want such a local tyrant to reward, but those anchors look forward to the stars and the moon, but no one rewards them.

Changchang, an anchor who has just been live for three days has won the affinity of a local tyrant, which is simply incredible.

"Your Majesty, the concubines can't do it!" The anchor who watched the play in the Changchang live broadcast room protested.

Why her?

Why is it that the person who gets tens of millions of tips is actually a small anchor?

They said it wasn't fair.

What about unfairness?

It is impossible for them to go to the local tyrant Zhang Liang's house to ask for a reward.

"Say. How many gifts are you going to give?" Zhang Liang just rewarded 10 million, and directly Aite the gangsters.

It will.

The gangster looked at Aite in the live broadcast room, and his face couldn't hold back for a long time.

The reward of 400,000 yuan is only a week's food money for himself, which is true.

But compared with Zhang Liang, he is simply weak.

Does he have 10 million?

No.

Don't say it's him, even if their entire family doesn't have 10 million.

Oh, my God.

This will, the gangsters want to find a hole to get into.

"That's... I'm joking!" The gangster typed a sentence in the Changchang live broadcast room and disappeared directly on the daily live broadcast platform.

"Even Aiga, it turned out to be a fake boss!"

"I'll go, Brother Liang, I want to be your fan!"

"Brother Liang, I want to turn into a fan, Brother Liang, I was wrong just now, I was a black fan just now, this will be a fan, I want to be your little red fan!"

Oh yes, Brother Liang, I'm a little beauty, my mobile phone number is XXX, and people turn on WeChat with the same number 24 hours a day!