Chapter 50: The slap is very loud and hurts (for the last ten thousand rewards)

"Look, it's Jessica! It's JESSICA of Girls' Generation! ”

"What? You say Jessica appeared in the troubadour's live room? Today's content is an interesting story about a day in Seoul by the poet and Jessica? ”

"How much is the live broadcast room? Is 33333 yes? ”

Luo Yuhao admired Weng Tingjun in his heart, no wonder the eldest brother would let him greet the official in advance to expand the capacity of the live broadcast room, it turned out to be prescient.

In just ten minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room has soared from 20W to 100W, and the number of people has been rising. Thanks to South Korea's number one in the Internet world, I am afraid that I would have been unable to withstand it at this time.

The original 20W people calculated carefully, and it was good to be able to have 2W irons.

So that means that there are 18W black fans gathered by the three major guilds, or zombie numbers, or neutral people.

The public screen is full of vicious words, and the screen is full of the cheapest and most disgusting stool gifts.

Which fan would dare to stand up? Which local tyrant is willing to swipe gifts?

Yes, the troubadour's appearance is to raise his face to cooperate with them, and let them slap a big mouth in his face.

But what is the situation now?

100W number of people? The number of people is still refreshing.

Who is Jessica? She is one of the leading singers of Girls' Generation in South Korea, and she is the goddess of goddesses.

They came to the anchor to find comfort because of all kinds of unsatisfactory reality, commonly known as **#丝, they are happy to watch you sell meat, and you don't dare to refute if you are unhappy, and your arrogance is as high as entering a no-man's land.

But what is the result now?

As a result, the scolding continued, but no one paid attention to it, as if these words were aimed at themselves, and it seemed that the outstretched hand was clamped, and the other party's backhand was a slap.

Syllable.

Syllable.

They were so embarrassed, too uncomfortable, too panicked.

The presidents of the three major companies are also in the channel, and they are also full of doubts, but there is no way to confirm it, if they can really connect with S*M, who is willing to set up a studio? TMD opened an entertainment company as the president a long time ago, and an idol and an advertisement don't need to serve this group of ** #丝 for 2 days, and get tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of won, not to mention the income of music sources, albums, commercial performances, and acupuncture.

"Quick, black fans continue to attack, I dare to #bet, she's definitely not Jessica!"

"No, she's not Jessica, as we all know, Jessica is naturally beautiful, and the troubadour disappeared during this time, definitely not to go to Apple to talk about bullshit business, yes, she must go to the plastic surgery hospital and find a random girl to have plastic surgery according to the Jessica template. Yes, she's not jessica, how could S*M possibly let jessica be here? ”

"Yes, it's not."

"She's not!"

"Haha, I found out the truth, so I didn't dare to appear on the screen?"

"You're right."

Luo Yuhao was also at the scene, and when he saw these black fans working harder, he was very angry, he was so angry.

But I also wondered in my heart, did the eldest brother really know Jessica? Isn't this an infringement? Did you get permission from Jessica and S*M?

The eldest brother is indeed the eldest brother.

Luo Yuhao quietly gave a thumbs up in his heart.

……

When Jessica received Weng Tingjun's invitation, she stayed at home and had nothing to do, and Girlhood didn't have any itinerary recently, except for a few of her personal jobs, and in a few days she was going to sing the insertion song "Heart Road" for the KBS series "The King's Dream", as well as a few commercials, but she was not in a hurry, and agreed after thinking about it.

After agreeing, she began to regret it in her heart, it was Weng Tingjun's mother!

What to do?

What does Weng Tingjun mean? What does he want to do? There are thousands of Korean tour guides, why is she the only one who is the tour guide and under the video of him and his mother?

Jessica blushes and her heart beats.

"I don't have a very good memory, and I forgot the few greetings I learned yesterday."

Weng Tingjun smiled, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting, "I don't have a good memory, it's okay, you can say hello in Korean, she can also speak Korean." After saying that, he shook the iphone4s in his hand, and there was a kind middle-aged woman smiling at the screen.

Jessica understood, took off her cap and sunglasses, revealing a beautiful face, bent down slightly and said respectfully: "Hello Auntie, I'm Jessica, you can call me Zheng Xiuyan." ”

When jessica took off her hat and sunglasses and bent down to say hello to Auntie, Weng Tingjun's mobile phone quickly switched to Samsung 3S to turn on the video screen.

……

It was another ** knife, mercilessly stabbed into the hearts of this group of black fans.

It's really Jessica.

Really goddess Jessica.

The nose, the eyes, the lips, the ears, appear vividly in the center of the screen.

Who is the troubadour in the end? How could He De be able to invite Jessica? So what he said was talking about business with Apple

The faces of the presidents of the three major companies changed suddenly, and they pressed the keyboard F5, their eyes widened, and they looked at the qiΔ“ that happened in front of them in disbelief.

The number of people in the live broadcast room has reached a new high again.

What time is it?

Less than 9:30 a.m.!

Actually broke through the number of 120W? Oh, my God...... My Hong Jitong, my Yi Sunsin.

The local tyrant is also ready to move, originally wanted to watch a big drama for free, although there are many small people in this place, but the truth is better than the intensity.

But when they saw Jessica, they were also amazing, they didn't lick the screen, but looking at the number of people in the live broadcast room, there were 1212312 people.

They got wet.

130W people brush and thank me, what's the situation? Maybe I am their faith? Or maybe they are my followers?

Why don't you try it?

There is a local tyrant who can't stand it.

First of all, I brushed a group of 66 planes, and the planes overhead swept overhead, and the stool was lump under the top, how awkward it looked. Like a thick thorn, it pierced into the hearts of this group of black fans mercilessly. There was no bomb, but it was poop, and the scene was so #disgusting.

But these 120W people, except for the 18W just now it has risen to 20W, the iron fans of the three major studios are silent, and the other fans react according to instinct, as if, not as if, they are jessica's most pious meal, needless to say, they began to thank the local tyrant.

"Thank you for the plane!"

One ate the crab and enjoyed it, and the second, third, and tenth people were not happy and shot one after another.

"Thank you for Brother Ruyi's plane!"

"Thanks to Brother Bai for the plane"

One plane after another flew through the sky, and the special effects of each plane swept by, like the soundtrack of fighter jets dropping bombs from high altitudes, boom, and rows of bombs exploded again and again.

No one dares to do 20W black powder.

……

Maybe the BOSS holds his own identity and is a little reserved and doesn't care about these black fans, or maybe the BOSS is disdainful and has a high eye and doesn't take them seriously at all.

But the hardcore of the poet's studio can't and won't.

What do they do best?

Swearing, ruining, black.

Thereupon.

The president of Bleach Studio--- Grim Reaper.

God of War Studios President --- God of War.

Only love studio, only love--- only love.

Bearing the wrath of the 2W people, no, bearing the wrath of the former Poet Studio fans, or the iron fans who have now volunteered to join the Poet Studio.

2W people started chatting privately, and they scolded.

The 5W people were brought up to the rhythm and began to scold their father and call their mother.

10W…… 20W。

A wave of dragons took the long drive and rushed directly into the opponent's spring, and it was not even 20 minutes before they had already disarmed and surrendered.

The situation was dramatically one-sided.

"Why don't I talk to the poet brother and let you go to Dongdaemun to kneel and beg, maybe you can meet Liu Huaying, an international glamorous star like Liu Huaying, who is known all over the country and has now run to 'Hollywood' to develop?"

"Bah, this green tea don't be embarrassed."

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Bullying these presidents like this? Do you have a conscience anymore? Is it okay? I'm sorry, I'll bully and bully me if I give up a position, is Pu Ni there? When did the popularity of her live broadcast room break through 5W? ”

Thundered.

They really felt that their souls were blown away by the atomic bomb, their accounts were exploded, and the sound of Didi Didi was endless.

In less than five seconds, their avatars dimmed and they were forced offline.

Bang.

The three of them, the god of death, the god of war, and the only love, fell to the ground at the same time, their faces were blue and full of disbelief.

How is this possible?

They didn't give up, logged on their trumpets and clicked into Park so-jin's live broadcast, rubbed their eyes, and pinched their thighs.

I found that I was not blind, and I found that I was not a nightmare. Their hearts hurt even more, and the number of 130W was refreshed to 150W again, and on the screen, Jessica was walking around the East Gate with the troubadour who did not reveal her real body.

The laughter continued, but it was like a sharp sword, piercing their plot and shattering their luck.

This slap in the face, with a sound, hurts to the bone marrow.