Chapter 1388: Untie your pants and I'll take a look at 1

The mountains are not poor, nor are they short of money.

As a professional player, Lu Zuoyu's salary every month is quite good.

As a top game streamer, the monthly income is quite considerable.

As long as there are similar public welfare activities, Mr. Shan has always been very generous. After the low-key donation, it was not promoted in a high-profile manner on social platforms.

"Three, three million?"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

Everyone knows that professional players and professional anchors are rich, but generally donating tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands is already an astronomical amount, and the mountain is always good, and he will take out three million at a time...

The anchor Coke was a little hung up on his face... You're not here to kick my sign?

I took out a million, which is already generous. You're going to throw out three million as soon as you come?!

Not only did Coke have a strange face, but the two traffic stars next to him also had strange eyes, as if they had been slapped in the face, and their faces hurt hotly.

The hostess reacted the fastest and quickly alleviated the embarrassing atmosphere: "It is worthy of being the first anchor in the e-sports circle, and all public welfare activities of the Shandong Federation will donate, which is very generous..."

The hostess smiled and praised, and the fans present were in mixed moods.

The fans of the two traffic stars didn't know what to say for a long time.

The fans of Shan held their heads high and straightened their bodies proudly.

"See, my family is always so generous."

"Although I cry poor every day during the live broadcast, I will participate in public welfare activities as long as there are public welfare activities."

"It's like some celebrities, with sky-high salaries, they donate a few cents casually and they have to be promoted on the whole network."

"Cut, who knows if the mountain is always not really donating 3 million."

"That's it, there are so many fraudulent donations now..."

"What kind of idol there is, what kind of fans there are, cut~"

...

The host handed over the microphone and asked gently: "May I ask Mr. Shan, what is your original intention to donate 3 million this time?" ”

Mr. Shan is very straightforward: "If others need help, donate some if you have the ability." Anyway, the master earns a lot, and this money can still be donated. ”

The two traffic stars next to him kept smiling from beginning to end, with a smile on their faces and MMP in their hearts.

When I go back, I have to do public relations again to suppress the negative public opinion on the Internet.

When you are a popular traffic star in the entertainment industry, you are facing a lot of pressure.

No matter what the fans and the protagonists think, this little charity event is finally over.

"Thank you for a hundred children with cerebral palsy, if you are free in the evening, go to dinner together." Backstage, Ling Qi floated to Mr. Shan's side and blocked his way.

Mr. Shan raised his eyebrows, this thing has a sick brain.

Dangling in front of the master every three or five times, he wants to dig me up and bend the live broadcast, dreaming!

"It's a classmate in elementary school, and you saved me before." Ling Qi smiled ruffianly, the gem ring on his finger shining, "If you don't take me to the live broadcast at night, I'll also be the rocket boss in your live broadcast room." ”

Shan always didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and left.

Ling Qi still wanted to catch up, but he stood in front of him silently and majestically.

Ling Qi held his forehead, and his tone was very helpless: "Silent brother, I really had an enmity with you in my last life?" Mr. Shan is not your one now, you always stand in my way to pursue love. ”

The silent eyes could almost stab Ling Qi to death.

...

Humming a little song, Mr. Shan came out of the toilet and turned on the faucet to wash his hands.

Then look in the mirror and sort out the small curly hairs scattered on your forehead.

Mei Zizi stared at the little handsome guy in the mirror, and Shan always felt that he had become more and more handsome recently... Hey.