Hmph, isn't it just an old man?

Dare to come to the live broadcast, NND, I must beat him down today.

"Uh, Brother Li Tao, I'm going to connect now, you wait for me. Why!"

The live broadcast room of the good baby has been connected to another live broadcast room with the help of the backstage staff.

"Poof, it's really like this!" The live broadcast room of the good baby has just been linked.

An old man in a white coat in the live broadcast room is beating a bulky drum in the live broadcast room, and singing a song in the northwest dialect in his mouth.

Listening to it, the goosebumps all over the baby's body rose.

Is this also called a song?

Is this also called art?

Before the connection just now, the good baby was still a little unconfident, but just after entering the live broadcast room of the middle-aged bald man.

Good baby eyebrows bloomed instantly.

Sure enough, it's a turtle.

At such a level, you still dare to come to the live broadcast?

Holding the grass, the good baby scolded a dirty word directly in the live broadcast room.

If the anchor swears in normal times, it is definitely a very disgraceful thing.

But today is different, good baby, I feel that I can scold without scruples.

Because, this song is so ugly.

"Brother Li Tao, listen to it, do you think this song is particularly ugly? and this anchor, unexpectedly...... Hey!" Before the words were finished, the good baby couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, good baby, it's still your level. Otherwise, come to a song, the old driver, wait for me. ”

"Uh, yes, come to an old driver and wait for me, you must kill him in seconds!"

"Haha, yes, yes, good baby, the local tyrant Li Tao likes to listen to this kind of song very much!"

After the good baby finished speaking, the fans in the live broadcast room had already taken the lead in firing.

I have to say that Good Baby is a very successful anchor.

The first step in connecting with the anchor is to find someone who is worse than yourself, and then let the fans belittle the other party, and the second step is to meet the requirements of the fans and make them think that you are their angel.

It is precisely because of his familiarity with this that the good baby can stand out among the newcomer anchors and become a veritable big anchor.

Just today, the local tyrant Li Tao came to his live broadcast room.

Good baby couldn't help but laugh.

From now on, I can fly on the branches and be a phoenix.

Ha ha!

"Brothers, hurry up and throw a few poop over!" After the good baby finished speaking, a large number of fans threw countless poop expressions into the middle-aged man's live broadcast room.

In an instant, the screen in the live broadcast room has been occupied by the fans of the good baby.

However, Li Tao didn't pay attention to these at all.

The drum sound just now is sonorous and powerful, and every hammer goes down, it is comparable to the sound of heaven, not only that, Li Tao also carefully recalled it, the man's drum sound, every hammer is definitely two sounds.

It is no exaggeration to say that there is absolutely no way to do such a skill if you don't have a foundation for decades.

As for the singing, although the words seem to be very simple and simple, every song is sung to Li Tao's heart.

"But to make the dragon city fly, do not teach Humadu Yin Mountain. ”

A simple poem by Wang Changling actually sang an immersive feeling in the man's mouth.

This is simply ........

Li Tao looked at the man in the live broadcast room, and there was simply no way to describe it in words.

"Brother, can you still sing a song?"

Because Li Tao is a local tyrant in the Huafeng live broadcast room, every word Li Tao typed would flicker directly on the screen.

This will, not only Li Tao, but other people in the live broadcast room will be able to see what Li Tao said.

"What?

"I'm going, how is it possible? Is the local tyrant Li Tao ........ "Good baby fans want to say whether Li Tao is funny.

But Li Tao is a local tyrant.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn't say it so bluntly.

"Do I know what kind of evil art this old man will do when I go there?

"Uh, En, there is this possibility, the local tyrant Li Tao will come back soon. Our good baby is even better. ”

"Hey, our good baby was actually bullied by an old man, the brothers hurried, poop expressions ready to gather!"

After saying this, countless poop expressions have been launched in the middle-aged man's live broadcast room.

There have been countless poops in the middle-aged man's live broadcast room.

"I'm dizzy, there is still such a sassy operation!"

The man used to be a drummer and participated in a lot of rock bands, but then the people who did music went to the audition, and over time, the rock bands slowly disbanded.

Later, the man still insisted on his yearning for music, so he simply became a wandering singer.

A while ago, others said that it was good to do live broadcasts online, and the middle-aged man wanted to give it a try on the Internet, in case one day he could promote the rock culture of China?

However, after more than a month of live broadcasting, the middle-aged man didn't know why, and his fans in the live broadcast room just couldn't get up.

Occasionally one or two people come in to take a look, then scold a few words and leave.

Just when the fan who was just a good baby threw poop at the man's live broadcast room.

His dozens of poor fans wanted to fight back, but they had long since drowned in a sea of poop from the good baby fans.

"Brother Li Tao, how can you do this? No one will do it!" Saying that, the good baby had already pulled his little belly pocket down a little, and the two big buns on his chest had been exposed.

The good baby is also out of the way.

How could she be compared to a stinky guy by a beautiful female anchor?

Good baby said it couldn't be done.

"Hello, local tyrant Li Tao!" Although the middle-aged man didn't know Li Tao.

But when he saw the splash screen message of the local tyrant Li Tao, he greeted Li Tao.

"I've been live streaming for more than eight hours, and now I'm a little hungry, can I make instant noodles first?"

After speaking, he didn't wait for Li Tao to reply.

The middle-aged man had already taken out the half pack of instant noodles left over from the morning in the live broadcast room and soaked it.

No way.

The man shook his head helplessly.

There are really not many rich people like their older generation who are engaged in music.

Looking at the half-pack of instant noodles in the bowl, the man was a little helpless, but a little excited.

A music festival is being held in Jinbei these days, and he uses the meal fee as a travel expense in order to come to the art festival.

Helpless, I have to eat instant noodles every day.

"I was dizzy, I actually made instant noodles in the live broadcast room. ”

"That's right, this anchor is really very subclassy!"

The fans of the good baby saw each other making instant noodles in the live broadcast room, which was simply ....... Almost didn't spray him to death.

Hmph, the three shriveled chickens, the poor can only eat instant noodles to play live broadcasts.

Wozh!

......。

The black fans in the live broadcast room kept spraying him, but the man didn't seem to see it.

Because, looking at the half-pack of instant noodles in the bowl, he already laughed.