Yu Qingyan propped his head, the last trace of worry in his heart gradually dissipated, his father was an omnipotent existence in his heart, from the beginning, as long as his father promised (qíng), there was nothing that could not be done.

"Dad, can you advance some pocket money for me?"

Yu Qingyan's face was red, she usually had no source of income, and she spent money lavishly, and many times her pocket money was not enough.

"You." Yu Xiangyang sighed lightly, if it weren't for her mother's early death, she would have been spoiled by herself, and she wouldn't have achieved nothing now, fooling around.

"How much?"

Yu Qingyan thought for a moment, slowly stretched out a finger, and soon shook his head again, changing it to two fingers.

"Two thousand? Count yourself sensible. Yu Xiangyang nodded with satisfaction, it seems that she has changed recently, although he has a lot of money, but money cannot solve the problems in interpersonal communication, if he marries in the future, he will still look like this, he will be laughed at by outsiders, and he will definitely hit a wall everywhere in life.

"It's not two thousand, it's twenty thousand."

"What? Twenty thousand? ”

Yu Xiangyang only felt a pain in his brain, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know how much money you spend a month now?" Starting tomorrow, you are no longer allowed to associate with those who are not careful, and e-sports are competitive to the hair? I'm telling you, if I hadn't backed you up in the back, you wouldn't have been caught up in the unspoken rules many times, what kind of clean place do you think it was? ”

Yu Qingyan sighed and asked, "The matter of money (qíng) ......"

"Tell me what you want money for?"

"Brush Gift ......"

Yu Xiangyang's eyes were dark, he only felt that he was smart, how could he give birth to such a stupid daughter, as one of the founders of the live broadcast platform, he knew too well the twists and turns in the live broadcast, and the gift consumption book (shēn) was an unhealthy profit model, but he didn't expect that not long after the live broadcast platform was created, he first circled his own daughter.

"People's live broadcast rooms all write (jìn) stop brushing gifts, you can't read the words? I don't know each other either, don't live broadcast platforms make money? No wonder others want to mess with him, when he does this, others will accept gifts or not. ”

After Yu Xiangyang reprimanded Yu Qingyan, he turned (shēn) away, Yu Qingyan did not ask for pocket money, and the heart (qíng) was very depressed, and the body (shēn) lay on his back (chuáng), not wanting to move.

"I don't have money, how can I go out to dinner with friends, alas, forget it, I have to wait until next month."

At night, Fang Lun sat on the chair, stretched his waist, and fought for eight hours in a row, which made him feel a little tired, but the results were also very gratifying, with a super high hidden score, allowing him to win a game, and the winning points obtained could be close to fifty points, not to mention the occurrence of the jump (qíng) situation.

"A large section? This promotion speed is also terrifying. ”

"Anchor boosting? I can pay you cash. ”

"Liar anchors, don't be fooled."

……

All kinds of barrages floated by on the barrage, but Fang Lun had turned off the curtain system very early, and he couldn't see anything of them at all.

"It's not early, I haven't eaten yet, I'll continue to broadcast live to you tomorrow, bye!"

Before the words were over, the screen quickly went black, the rhythm barrage in the live broadcast room slowly decreased, and only a few viewers were still playing the meme of death at the speed of light.

After Fang Lun sowed the seeds, he only felt that his head was buzzing and shēn was sore, especially his fingers, which became very stiff because of the constant mouse clicks.

Shaking his fingers fiercely, after (shēn) was more comfortable, Fang Lun walked into the kitchen, his parents had already eaten dinner, and in the wok, there was the food that Li Mei left for him.

If you can't sow it like this, you still need to find another way, and these people behind the scenes obviously haven't used the real killer weapon yet.

Whether it is asking the water army to swipe the screen with rhythm, or squatting in the live broadcast room and waiting for reports, in the case of their own coping (qíng), they can only restrict their development for a while, and it is impossible to completely drive themselves out of the live broadcast platform.

Who are the people who are doing it?

What else has not been used?

At this time, who can help themselves?

Fang Lun's fingers unconsciously pinched the food, and it took a long time to take a bite, when Zhong Weifa's (shēn) shadow suddenly appeared in his mind, and he hurriedly shook his head, dispelling the idea of asking Zhong Weifa.

It's not that Fang Lun doesn't look down on Zhong Weifa, but he knows that people's debts are the most difficult to repay, and if Zhong Weifa puts forward the conditions that make him feel embarrassed, he will have to agree because of his (qíng) side.

"Ding Dong!"

The penguin prompt sounded, Fang Lun opened the penguin, saw that someone had added his friend, and took a closer look at the note, it turned out to be jade light smoke.

"How could he have his own Penguin?" Fang Lun opened her personal information interface, only to see members and icons of various colors, he almost blinded his eyes, compared himself with the penguin number that was bare, even the penguin show was the basic picture, Fang Lun secretly lined, did he also have to package it, after all, in the alliance circle, he was somewhat well-known.

Yu Qingyan was bored at home, she was really bored, so she secretly retrieved Fang Lun's user information, and after adding friends, she first sent a hello, and then said: "I am the room manager Yu Qingyan in your live broadcast room, my real name is Yu Qingyan, I will tell you good news, I have solved the matter of your live broadcast room (qíng), I have helped you solve it." ”

"Solved?" Fang Lun was a little incredible, he felt that the tricky thing (qíng) was solved by the room manager in his live broadcast room, and he told himself lightly.

"Really?"

"Hmph, you still don't believe me." Yu Qingyan pursed her lips, quickly typed a few lines, and then deleted them, and after repeating them a few times, she simply replied: "The specific reason can't, I can only tell you that there are people above me." ”

"Someone's up there?" Fang Lun looked at the flower board of his house, and suddenly flashed the fragment from the martial arts biography, and smiled and said, "You have really helped me a lot, I must thank you if I have the opportunity." ”

"Verbal thanks? No sincerity at all."

"Or else? If you have any problems, you might as well come out and see if I can help you. ”

Yu Qingyan opened his mouth and wanted to mention borrowing money (qíng), but suddenly realized that Fang Lun was just an anchor who had not signed a contract yet, where would he lend him money.

"Forget it, when you come to X City, just invite me to dinner."

Fang Lun agreed, if he could use a meal, he would be able to solve this matter (qíng), and he really earned it.

"Okay, let's not talk to you, my wife is looking for me."

"Wife?" The corners of Yu Qingyan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't understand that a sixteen-year-old boy could open his mouth and close his wife's wife's scream, which was really precocious enough.

"What are you doing? Why is it so slow? Zhao Hanyue's crisp voice came, Fang Lun didn't have much, he didn't want Zhao Hanyue to get involved in these troublesome Zheng

"Female fans? Hmph, these vixens, and you, see how I clean you up when I go back. ”

Drinking like sa (jiāo) made Fang Lun unconsciously imagine Zhao Hanyue's angry appearance, and when he didn't see it, the two Rao's hearts were empty, and he couldn't wait to put on his wings and fly to the other party's (shēn).

The phone porridge lasted until late at night, and under Liu Shufen's loud scolding, Zhao Hanyue reluctantly hung up the antelope talk.

"This kind of life is really comfortable." Fang Lun lay on (chuáng), temporarily forgetting about the live broadcast room (qíng), and soon fell into a deep sleep.