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In an old community of Hufang Bridge.

Chen Lin turned off the live broadcast, threw down the live broadcast glasses, and sat on the sofa dejectedly.

It actually failed, and the live broadcast task was not completed.

Chen Lin rubbed his brain, one of the four heroes of the dignified Xuanmen, the young hero who sat in the second place in Fenglin Volcano, actually failed?

Come to think of it, it's all bloody handprints. If there were no shackles of bloody handprints, if Chen Lin ran the "Huang Ting Jing" freely, would the mere black armor ghost be an opponent? Will Mr. Wei be an opponent?

The more Chen Lin thought about it, the more he held his breath.

But the facts have happened, and complaining is useless.

Instead of complaining, it's better to think about countermeasures.

Touching the bloody handprint on his neck, Chen Lin was worried: I don't know what kind of punishment this Laoshizi bloody handprint can bring to me, let alone when this punishment will come......

And just as Chen Lin was muttering.

A gust of wind blew, and the curtains in the room shook.

Chen Lin gasped, and the situation in front of him caught him a little off guard.

In an instant, the lights went out and the room temperature dropped, and Chen Lin suddenly felt that the bloody handprints on his neck began to heat up.

In the next second, four thin figures appeared in the four corners of the living room, and these four figures let out a piercing sneer at the same time, and stepped towards Chen Lin.

"me? Who are you? ”

Chen Lin's scalp was numb, and when he looked closely, he saw that these four figures were actually four old men! The grandfathers look close to their age, their skin is loose, their teeth are falling out, and the wrinkles on their faces are as deep and dirty as tire textures!

What's even more spicy is that these four uncles are all wearing no clothes!

"I'll go! My eyes! My eyes! ”

Chen Lin is going to be blind, this is too ruined.

In the living room, four shameless uncles fell from the sky, which one is this singing?

Chen Lin simply collapsed, he couldn't even imagine where these four masters came from.

And why is Nima an uncle!

How can Chen Lin's world always mess with countless masters!

"Who are you? Where are you from? What are you doing here? ”

Chen Lin shouted helplessly, while the uncles smiled evilly and moved closer to Chen Lin.

Chen Lin was completely stunned.

These four masters don't look like living people, how can a living person teleport into the living room.

But these four masters are not like ghosts, because they have no evil spirit in them.

So who are they? Who the is that?

Chen Lin is crazy.

And at this moment, the four masters had already walked to Chen Lin's side. They surrounded Chen Lin heavily and imprisoned Chen Lin in their bodies.

"Hey, hey, boy, let's do a big health care!"

The four masters said in unison, and then stretched out four pairs of evil old hands......

"Ah!!h

Chen Lin let out a miserable scream, resounding through the sky.

At this moment, Chen Lin's soul went out of his body and went straight to the sky.

He probably knew that this was the legendary punishment of "life is better than death......

……

Half an hour later, Chen Lin got up from the cold floor of the living room dizzily.

"......"

Chen Lin rubbed his head and raised his head.

The lights were all on and everything was in the living room.

It didn't seem that anyone had ever come, and Chen Lin was like a dream.

But those uncles who didn't wear clothes and were incorruptible and shameless clearly appeared by Chen Lin's side just now, making Chen Lin look like a man......

"What the hell is going on with this TM?"

Chen Lin muttered to himself, muttering in a low voice.

However, after some torture by the masters, the bloody handprints on Chen Lin's neck are no longer hot.

Obviously, this is the kind of punishment that Xiao Daoye once said, "life is better than death".

Although Xiao Daoye is very unreliable, what he said this time is really right.

Is it better to live than to die......

No, Chen Lin gritted his teeth with hatred, this kind of humiliation can't be suffered again, he can't afford to fail the task anymore......

As for killing powerful ghosts, since "Huang Tingjing" can't be used frequently, then you can only start from the barrage.

The greater the number of barrages, the more lethal they become. And the basis for determining the number of barrages is the number of fans.

Chen Lin pondered for a moment.

Call Wei Wenzhao! Lao Tzu wants to promote the platform! Lao Tzu wants to be famous! Lao Tzu wants to be an Internet celebrity!

Chen Lin dialed Wei Wenzhao's phone aggressively, and a moment later, Wei Wenzhao's capable voice came.

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

"Ms. Wei, that's the case, I think my ghost hunting live broadcast is very interesting, if it is operated well, it must be a great wealth for the dinosaur platform, in this way, can you arrange a few recommendations for me in the near future to build my popularity?"

Chen Lin said unceremoniously.

For the live broadcast of ghost hunting, Chen Lin is still very confident.

But after asking to say it, Chen Lin got a long silence.

Wei Wenzhao's attitude was a little ambiguous.

"This ......" Wei Wenzhao deliberately sold Chen Lin a pass.

"Mr. Chen, I have to discuss this matter with our director first." Wei Wenzhao pretended to be embarrassed and said.

However, this little girl has her own little abacus in her heart.

What ghost hunting live broadcast, what platform prospects......

She didn't care.

Blame the company's salary system, the anchor is popular, and Wei Wenzhao can't get a commission, instead of being conscientious, it is better to abuse his power and retaliate against Chen Lin.

Chen Lin hit a nail in Wei Wenzhao's place, and the boss in his heart was not happy.

But he had no choice but to wait and see.

"Okay, then there's Ms. Lawwe." Chen Lin said and hung up the phone.

And at this time.

Capital.

Dinosaur Live Operation Department.

Wei Wenzhao reluctantly walked to the office of the director Song Yang.

"Director." Wei Wenzhao knocked on the door and shouted in a low voice.

"Come in."

"Director, that's right, Shang Liuli called me just now, and I want some promotion in the near future to promote his ghost hunting live broadcast. But I always feel that this kind of subject matter is too sensitive, and Shang Liuli's attitude is not very professional, and it may be a bit ...... to put the resources of the platform on him" Wei Wenzhao hesitated.

"Something?" Song Yang asked.

"It's a little bit wrong." Wei Wenzhao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.

"Hehe, Xiao Wei, come, sit." Song Yang pointed to a chair beside him and asked Wei Wenzhao to sit next to him.

Subsequently, Song Yang clicked on a chart on the computer, which showed the changes in the activity of the live broadcast rooms of major anchors in a week.

Wei Wenzhao just glanced at it and understood what Song Yang meant.

She has also seen this picture in private, and among the major anchors, only one anchor has always been popular and has an obvious upward trend.

This anchor is none other than Shang Liuli.

There is no doubt that the theme of ghost hunting live broadcast is unique and unstoppable in the current live broadcast market, what Chen Lin just said on the phone is not wrong at all, if it works well, he must be a great fortune for the dinosaur platform.