Speaking of Mo Ran, 23 years old this year, she has been an anchor for more than half a year, from only a few hundred people listening to her sing at the beginning, to now there are 70,000 people in ten minutes after the broadcast, which is relatively fast.

But compared with other anchors with the same popularity, Mo Ran's income is at a low level, he only got 15,000 last month, and 12 days have passed this month, calculating the value of the gift, and after sharing it with the website, it is only in his early 5,000s.

The five thousand, she didn't even use it to buy cosmetics and buy those flashy-looking disposable clothes. Not to mention the apartment she lives in now with a monthly rent of more than 8,000.

The appearance is not lost, the temperament is not lost, the singing is not lost, and the popularity is not lost, the only thing that loses is the lack of interaction with the audience. Or rather, Mo Ran deliberately wanted to maintain his cold and arrogant image. Because she always believes that only by putting a long line can she catch a big fish, and all kinds of thanks, all kinds of jokes, and all kinds of promise conditions for those few dozens of dollars of gifts will only reduce her worth.

What she wants to wait for is the kind of real tyrant who is willing to spend millions overnight, not a turtle who eats bread and licks the screen in an Internet café all night.

At this time, Mo Ran caught a glimpse of a golden message popping up: [Level 42 users, I don't have money to enter the room], which is an exclusive prompt for users above a certain level to enter the room.

Although level 42 is a very high level, because this person has not shown up before, and Mo Ran has no habit of greeting new audiences, he automatically ignored it.

But then, the platform automatically gave a welcome message: [I didn't have the money to drive, and lit up the entire live broadcast room]

This article attracted Mo Ran's attention, she clicked on this user, and Huo Ran found that this user still had "avatar Phnom Penh".

The avatar Phnom Penh needs to consume more than 10 million beans to obtain, according to the ratio of 7:1, which is equivalent to 1.42 million yuan.

This "I have no money", although his nickname is no money, he is definitely a local tyrant who is rich and willing to spend money!

Mo Ran, who was already a little entangled in whether he wanted to lower his posture a little and interact with the audience as much as possible, naturally no longer let go of this opportunity to interact intimately with the local tyrants, so he said sweetly: "Welcome to me without money." ”

Mo Ran's exceptional move naturally caused a lot of saliva.

The anchor actually said hello. ”

"I follow every day, and I haven't seen the anchor be so enthusiastic about anyone. ”

"I'm level 46 and I strongly demand the same treatment. ”

Mo Ran glanced at the barrage, and said in his heart: At the same level, can Dick Si be the same as a local tyrant? Why don't you spend money, lick the screen every day, give gifts with the sunshine you give, and keep forwarding messages, so you have this level, but the local tyrants are at the level where money is smashed.

Sure enough, in the next second, the animation of a Lamborghini filled the entire screen.

Worth 4,888 beans, equivalent to nearly 700 yuan, this is the most expensive gift Mo Ran received this month. The local tyrant made a move, and it was really extraordinary. I like this kind of master who brushes gifts without saying a word.

"Thank you I don't have any money, thank you Lamborghini I don't have money to send. Baby gives you a flying kiss. While Mo Ran thanked him, he also sent a flying kiss.

"Oh, the anchor sent a flying kiss, a Lamborghini and a flying kiss. ”

"Sit and watch the local tyrant brush the blue enchantress. ”

"Let's make a price for the anchor, how much money is given to WeChat, how much money is for a private meeting, and how much is going to bed. ”

"Does the anchor accept the field battle?"

"Bet on the local tyrant ten blue enchantresses to pack the anchor for a whole night. ”

……

Mo Ran looked at the barrage one by one, and felt a little sour in her heart, ten blue enchantresses? Worth 20,000 beans, it takes nearly 3,000 yuan for the blue enchantress, and she can give one to this local tyrant at night. It seems that this is all the sequelae caused by his consistent coldness.

However, she doesn't care about the barrage of those guys who can only play tricks at the moment, what she cares about is the attitude of this "I don't have money" local tyrant.

"Next, I'm going to give you an old song, "The Rose of Shame Opens Quietly", I hope you like it, I hope I don't have the money to like it. ”

Mo Ran once again clicked the nickname of this local tyrant, and then started this classic nostalgic song.

Song Qian had to admit that although this Mo Ran has a standard Internet celebrity face, her slightly low alto is indeed very suitable for singing this kind of nostalgic song. For a while, Song Qian was also a little fascinated by what he heard.

Glancing at Tuxingsun beside him, he began to fall into a state of madness to convulsions since the kiss.

In this way, Song Qian really wants to hear this Mo Ran sing "Wandering Song", after all, this song is quite in line with his current state.

After the song, there are a lot of gifts in the live broadcast room, with continuous animation effects, fireworks worth 66 beans, angels worth 99 beans, and even several fantasy butterflies worth 200 beans.

It seems that the local tyrant effect is still quite powerful.

But it's a pity that the "I don't have money" didn't give any more gifts, which can't help but make Mo Ran a little regretful, doesn't he like this style of music?

"Whatever song you like, you can leave a message, the baby must try to meet everyone's needs. This is the most recent interaction between Mo Ran and the audience since the live broadcast, of course, the purpose is mainly to keep the local tyrant.

As soon as he saw that he could leave a message on the song he wanted to hear, Tuxingsun quickly eased up and immediately entered the barrage: "I want to listen to "Wandering Song". ”

At the same time, Song Qian's digital account also posted a message: "Let's have a "Wandering Song". ”

In addition, there are many people who have left songs that they want to hear.

Of course, these were automatically ignored by Mo Ran, and she just waited for me to have no money to speak.

Finally, a barrage with the exclusive color of the local tyrant jumped out: "The anchor will make a price." ”

Mo Ran thought of a thousand scenes of local tyrants opening their mouths to make demands, but he didn't expect such a straightforward and obscure request. What is the price? The price of ordering songs? The price of WeChat? Or the price of meeting in private or even getting laid?

She can say that as long as she gives money, she can do anything, but that will completely subvert the cold image she has maintained for more than half a year.

"If you have any requirements, you can send me a private message, and then I will bring you a song "Three Lives, Three Worlds, Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms". "Mo Ran decided to avoid it and throw the problem back to this I don't have money. Since I don't like old songs, let's start with the most popular song at the moment.

However, as soon as the accompaniment music sounded, Mo Ran was stunned. is also a barrage with the exclusive color of local tyrants, and the "I have no money" sent a second message: "But so, I thought it was so cold, I withdrew!"

When the words fall, it is the system prompt [Level 42 user, I have no money to leave the room]

This scene happened so fast that the accompaniment had already passed the main song part, and Mo Ran was still a little stunned. She couldn't figure it out in an instant, where was the interest of the local tyrants?

"Anchor, I want to listen to "Wandering Song"" Tuxingsun posted another one.

In order to show his support, Song Qian's digital account also immediately followed: "Wandering songs, wandering songs, wandering songs." ”

Seeing the two that popped up before and after, Mo Ran, who was already in a messy mood, darkened his face: "Some people have very special tastes, they like wandering songs or something, and they will sing ten blue enchantresses." ”

After saying that, Mo Ran simply stood up and left the front of the screen, she was in a terrible mood and needed to slow down. But he suddenly felt a little inappropriate, so he bent down and said coldly to the camera: "I'm going to change my clothes, I hope to see ten blue enchantresses when I come back." ”

Then, the front of the screen was empty, except for the deliberately decorated background, which looked like a rather luxurious apartment.