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A young woman with long hair and a shawl sits in front of a computer, looking at the screen with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

She is the anchor Xiao Xin, and her real name is Lan Xin.

Today, after singing ten songs as usual, she felt that the recent gifts were getting sluggish and she was a little unhappy.

When she was about to turn off the live broadcast, she found that a level 27 VIP user suddenly came to the live broadcast room, or decided to wait a little longer, maybe this local tyrant called 'Little Naughty Boy' would give her a gift?

Users above level 20 represent at least 4,000 yuan in gifts.

And level 27 users, calculated according to experience points, have at least rewarded more than 20,000 gifts, which can be regarded as small tyrants.

It's not the first time that her live broadcast room has ushered in users above level 20, but she is willing to give her too little and too little, which is almost negligible.

There was once a level 42 VIP user who rewarded her with a rocket and asked her to sing a few more songs, but she didn't agree.

That was her most regretful time, mainly because she had to go to the recording studio that night and had to protect her voice, otherwise she would break the rules and sing a few more songs.

Compared with this reward of hundreds of yuan, Lan Xin cares more about her music dream.

It's a pity that the music dream didn't come true, and the local tyrant also felt that she didn't give face, so she never came again.

Her appearance is not particularly amazing, and her dress is not bold enough to provoke anger, so even if her singing voice is very beautiful and beautiful, her popularity has always been so tepid.

"Anyway, there haven't been any competitions recently, if this local tyrant rewards a plane, I'll sing another song......" Lan Xin silently told herself in her heart.

Recently, she has been struggling financially, and while singing in a bar, she met a customer who used her hands and feet, and her job was lost.

So, now she also has to break her principles and bow to life.

No way, no one can hold their head up forever, and if the neck is too straight, it may break off.

From the beginning, even if it was a 500 yuan rocket, she was unwilling to hurt her throat, and now, she is willing to accept even a 100 yuan a plane.

The setbacks and blows experienced in this are only understood by herself.

Lan Xin stared at the barrage without blinking, waiting for this local tyrant called 'Little Naughty Boy' to speak or give a reward.

Sure enough, after a while, the little urchin spoke:

"Anchor, sing a red rose, I'll give you a reward. ”

The audience of the barrage also found that the level of this little naughty boy is quite high, and it is estimated that he is quite rich, and as soon as this barrage comes out, the audience of the barrage can't bear it.

"Tuhao, you're level 27, why do you want the anchor to sing without even a gift?"

"It's useless, this anchor has rules, he only sings ten songs a day in the live broadcast, last time a local tyrant sent a rocket, this anchor was stunned and unwilling. ”

"rules, there is no unnegotiable deal in the world, only unaffordable prices!"

"That is, if you send ten rockets at a time, I don't believe that this anchor will not agree?"

"Do the barrage audience really think that the money is blown by the wind? 5,000 yuan is just a dream for listening to a few songs, right?"

"With that money, why don't you find a beautiful female college student to relax and listen to music for a few thousand yuan?"

Lan Xin looked at the barrage discussion, and felt quite helpless.

In fact, she also regretted the rules she had set, as soon as those local tyrants saw this kind of barrage, they couldn't even send a rocket to make her break the rules, so they naturally became uninterested.

For the sake of face, she can't say that as long as she sends a plane, she is willing to sing a few more songs, right?

"It seems that there is no hope again......" Lan Xin sighed in her heart, and found that this local tyrant called Little Naughty Boy had been delaying rewarding, probably because he was unwilling, so he planned to go off the air.

That's when --

A rocket flew up from the bottom of the web page, and the meaning of this dynamic picture is very clear to anyone who has watched the live broadcast in fishing.

"The little urchin gives the anchor rocket x40!!"

Lan Xin almost couldn't believe her eyes, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but rub her eyes, and after finding out that this was actually true, she was instantly stunned.

Forty!!

Forty rockets!!

Lan Xin looked at the screen a little sluggishly, feeling that it was becoming a little difficult to breathe.

Not only her, but even the barrage was detonated in an instant, and it was frantically brushed up in an instant.

"6666!!Hold the grass!!

"What a real tyrant!!"

"Crazy? Just listening to a song, and spending so much money?"

"Vozhi! Rich people are so special!"

"Just to listen to a song "Red Rose", I spent five months of Lao Tzu's salary at once!"

"Xiao Xin! You're going to be developed!!"

Lan Xin's face was sluggish, and she felt that her body was a little weak.

This sudden huge surprise was like a thunderbolt that struck her, making her whole body a little stupid, and she only felt that she was trembling all over.

Calm down, calm down!

Lan Xin took a few deep breaths, and said in a trembling voice: "Thank you so much, thank you very much, really, really thank you very much!"

She has always been a calm person, and she is rarely nervous on the stage, but at this time she feels a little unable to control herself.

There's no way, I've been doing live broadcasts for half a year, and I've received one rocket, two planes, and all the gifts together, I'm afraid it's just a few thousand dollars.

And these forty rockets suddenly exceeded the sum of the past six months!

With such a huge gap in contrast, how could she not be excited?

Lan Xin nervously looked at the barrage in the VIP area on the screen, forcibly suppressed the gratitude in her heart, and waited anxiously for the super tyrant's reply.

After a while, the little urchin finally spoke again: "Don't get excited, it's just a little gift, you sing very well, sing well, come on, I will come often." ”

Lan Xin looked at this sentence, and her eyes suddenly turned red, and she only felt warm in her heart.

Ever since she began to pursue her musical dreams, she has not had a good day, and although some people think she sings well, she has never been rewarded.

Singing in a bar, it is rare to meet a generous guest who gives her a thousand tips, but wants to drag her to a hotel room.

does a live broadcast, she sings every song with her heart, and there are still viewers who scold her, and there are very few who are willing to give her gifts.

And at this moment, the gifts and words given by this audience named Little Naughty Boy are like a warm stream of heat, constantly pouring into her heart, making her feel that her music road has not been in vain all these years!

And her energy and hard work were not in vain!

"Thank you...... Whining...... Thank you...... Thank you so much......"

Lan Xin's eyes were sour, and she finally couldn't help shedding tears, only to feel that the grievances and sadness of these years were like a flood bursting the embankment, spreading out, making her cry uncontrollably.

"Don't cry anchor!"

"I'll go, this local tyrant is really amazing, he actually moved the anchor to cry!"

"The local tyrant, hurry up and comfort the anchor!"

After all, the barrage is mostly single men, and seeing a beautiful woman crying in front of her at this time is naturally impossible to be hard-hearted, and many viewers began to comfort the anchor.

There are also many viewers who have also begun to give tips, and all kinds of small gifts have been swiped, and there is even a plane.

The little urchin also posted a barrage: "Don't cry, let's sing." ”

"Thank you, thank you, and thank you to the audience. Lan Xin wiped her tears, said with red circles in her eyes: "Little urchin, can you let me add you a friend later?" I want to thank you for a good time. ”

After a while, the little urchin said, "No need, you can sing well, I'll change your number to listen to you sing." ”

As soon as this barrage came out, the system really prompted LV31 user Xiao Naughty to leave the live broadcast room.

"Well, actually, I like the song Red Rose a lot, so I'll dedicate this song to you and the audience. Lan Xin had just finished crying, her voice was a little choked, she quickly cleared her throat and began to sing with all her heart.

……

……

"That's so nice......"

Ye Zi'er listened to the beautiful singing voice from the mobile phone in a daze, and her eyes were a little red.

Just now, she watched the anchor crying, and she couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart, and while she was immersed in the singing, she couldn't help but be grateful to the audience called the little naughty boy.

If it weren't for this local tyrant, she wouldn't have heard this song.

"Click. ”

The door to the bathroom opened, and Lin Qing walked out of the bathroom with his mobile phone.

Ye Zi'er glanced at it subconsciously and asked casually: "Why did you go to the toilet for so long?"

"For a long time?"

Lin Qing put the phone in his pocket, looked at her, and said in amazement, "Why are you crying?"

Ye Zi'er pointed the mobile phone screen at Lin Qing, let him take a look, and hummed: "I said that there will be a return for the effort, right?" ”

"Ahem. ”

Lin Qing nodded with a strange face, walked over and pinched her face, revealing a smile: "Yes, yes, what you said is right, Little Ancestor." ”