Speaking of the two families, after Wan Liangchen was rejected by Li Hang, he directly took his own people and left Nanhu TV Station.

In Wan Liangchen's opinion, no matter what he says, he is also a person with a head and a face, and he actually treats him like this, which makes Wan Liangchen extremely unhappy.

Walking out of Nanhu TV, Wan Liangchen got into his temporarily rented Mercedes-Benz RV.

"Brother Liangchen, where are we going now?" asked the driver in front of him to Wan Liangchen in the back.

Wan Liangchen shook his head and said to the driver: "Don't drive yet, stay for a while, and see the situation." ”

The driver was instructed by Wan Liangchen to put the car on standby.

Wan Liangchen was very unhappy tonight, feeling that his status was being despised, so he opened his fast claw live broadcast room, wanting to find a sense of existence from his fans.

Opening the live broadcast room, Wan Liangchen watched the number of viewers skyrocketing in an instant, soaring to more than two million people in just five minutes.

"Brother Liangchen is online, Brother Liangchen's performance on "Voice of the Times" just now exploded!

"Brother Liangchen, we support you, Ye Wenxuan's grandson, it's over with him, what's the matter!"

"Brother Liangchen, why didn't you continue to slap him later, and actually let Ye Wenxuan's little kid him!"

"Boss, just say a word, and we will slaughter Ye Wenxuan's Weibo version!"

……

Instantly, dense comments appeared, and many tips followed.

Wan Liangchen looked at the dense comments, and the depression in his heart suddenly smoothed out for a long time.

In an instant, I found the feeling of being alone again, as if I was above all ten thousand people.

Wan Liangchen leaned back in his chair and pressed down with his right hand, signaling his fans to keep a low profile.

"I'm telling you, it's because the program team turned off my microphone. Otherwise, I'll tell you, I'll let Ye Wenxuan's kid blow up on the spot and let him die of embarrassment!"

"Just that little bibi is still talking to me, give him what he is used to!"

Wan Liangchen looked at his fans, and began to blow it openly on the spot, blowing himself so much that he was about to fly into the sky.

However, Wan Liangchen's fans are all people at the bottom of society, people from all over China. Seeing his boss hanging like this, he excitedly rewarded them even more enthusiastically.

"The boss is mighty!

"Let's go out fans, it's been a long time since we've had a hearty fight, it's time for the world to witness our strength!"

"Ye Wenxuan is just handsome, a little white face. Our brother Liangchen is called a man, this is called the charm of a man!"

"Brother Liangchen, you are the latest Mercedes-Benz RV, trench!"

……

said everything at the bottom, Wan Liangchen signaled his fans to be low-key, but the smile on the corner of his mouth, and the words full of running trains, he didn't see any low-key.

……

At this moment, Ye Wenxuan's fan support club is in the general group, and a link to a live broadcast has made all the people in the group explode.

Looking at Wan Liangchen's live broadcast inside, as well as the dense words insulting Ye Wenxuan below, all Ye Wenxuan's fans became angry.

"We haven't settled accounts with our family Xuanxuan in the show just now, but we are not ashamed to speak out here, it's really a shame!"

"Hehe, who gave him the courage? Don't talk nonsense, let's make an example of the monkeys, we've been silent for too long!"

"Let's go and blow him up in the live broadcast room, and watch them brag about it!"

"That's right, teach him a lesson first, and then we'll discuss the next action!"

……

After a short exchange, everyone reached an opinion. Then the general group of this fan support club fell silent, but many fan support club groups across the country were lively.

In just half an hour, all Ye Wenxuan's fans were ready to go.

Finally arrived at the specified time, and countless Ye Wenxuan's fans poured into Wan Liangchen's live broadcast room.

……

And over there, Wan Liangchen was still talking, fart and chatting with the fans in the live broadcast room, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

But at this time, Wan Liangchen looked at the number of people watching in real time in his live broadcast room, and suddenly surged, and the speed was so fast that Wan Liangchen was a little dumbfounded.

From a stable population of about 2 million, it has gradually become 3 million, 5 million, 7 million, and 9 million.

The speed is fast, so that the servers of the fast claw group have been alarmed.

The comments in the live broadcast room gradually became single, and basically all of them became a unified sentence.

"Garbage Wan Liangchen, apologize! The little artist of the eighteenth line, today Xuanfen teaches you to be a ——Xuanyuan Sword"

"Garbage Wan Liangchen, apologize! The little artist of the eighteenth line, today Xuanfen teaches you to be a ——Xuanyuan Sword"

"Garbage Wan Liangchen, apologize! The little artist of the eighteenth line, today Xuanfen teaches you to be a ——Xuanyuan Sword"

"Garbage Wan Liangchen, apologize! The little artist of the eighteenth line, today Xuanfen teaches you to be a ——Xuanyuan Sword"

……

In an instant, all the comments became these words. Even if there were other words, they were basically taken away in an instant.

Wan Liangchen and Wan Liangchen's fans saw this scene, and their heads instantly smoked.

was actually beaten to his hometown by others, it's just a naked slap in the face!

Wan Liangchen, as a live broadcaster, saw this scene, and his face was simply embarrassed to death.

Is there anything more embarrassing than looking at your live broadcast room, where all the live broadcasters are scolding?!

Wan Liangchen's fans, seeing this scene, their eyes were red, and they instantly felt that their majesty had been trampled on, and their prestige was completely lost.

However, the huge gap in numbers has given everyone a sense of powerlessness.

Two million and seven million?

This is simply an insurmountable barrier, and there is no power to resist.

It's like a wave in the ocean, it doesn't work at all.

Wan Liangchen's assistants are crazy and kicking people like crazy, but in the face of the number of seven million people, it is just a drop in the ocean.

Wan Liangchen looked at this scene and received another 10,000 critical blows in his heart, and coughed dryly.

"This is probably the water army invited by Ye Wenxuan, hehe, let's not be afraid, this is just the beginning, I estimate that I will be hacked in the future, just stick to our hearts."

That's all for today's live broadcast, we'll see you tomorrow!" Wan Liangchen opened his eyes and said nonsense, and after speaking, he went straight off the air.

After getting off the live broadcast, Wan Liangchen exhaled a breath of depression and was a little sluggish.

Suddenly, Wan Liangchen felt that things were a little beyond his expectations, and it seemed that the situation was out of his control.

I always felt that the live broadcast industry was my own world, but now facing such a thing, this made Wan Liangchen feel uneasy.

Just when Wan Liangchen had a headache, the assistant behind him suddenly said in a panic: "Brother Liangchen, go and see the official website of your Weibo, the situation is not good!"