444 It's so pitiful for us to tweet
Of course, there are also people who see the deep meaning behind it.
[Probably for drainage...... Oh my God, is my treasure streamer mixed up like this? is obviously superior in strength, but in the end, he has to rely on this drainage? 】
The landlord spoke out sadly.
INTERVIEWER Why are there still so few people who pay attention to tweeting?
- After all, our district is too unpopular, and if it had been in the appearance area, it would have flown up a long time ago.
- It's all our fault that we are too vegetable, and we can't give us a decent job.
- I suddenly feel so uncomfortable when I say this, you Kangkang other people's anchor? Look at our streamers again.
- I don't care! It's the fattest! She is the number one anchor of the Federation in my heart, no matter who is in front of us, we will all rush to the duck! Squeeze it over!
After this post came up, the painting style in the circle magically shifted from complaining about the company's aesthetic disability to putting this kind of picture to me, tweeting is too unrehearsable, too pitiful, and I actually want to use this to drain traffic.
The more you talk about it, the more pitiful it becomes.
- I checked that Jiu Jiu is in a small branch, and I guess there is no recommendation to get it done.
- What kind of city support do other anchors have, and the courtesy of the gods, we don't have any tweets.
- Now even the fans are half and half and half less than others.
The more I talk about it, the more I feel that the company is not angry, and the company is not angry! Let's fight!
[We must unite all the forces that can be united!] 】
[Today's PK, be sure to win, win, win, win! 】
From the day the live broadcast began, the old fans were looking forward to the finals and shouting for Jiang Qiuqiu, and on this day, they were all boiling with enthusiasm, waiting to rush for Jiang Qiuqiu.
And the new fans look at the circle and then look at the group of the support club, only to feel that the pearl is dusty, the company is not strong, they must push out their favorite anchors!
So both sides are looking for ideas, and they are ready to call on their friends to come with them at night, even if there is one more person.
Jiang Qiuqiu naturally saw everyone's chat, and was moved. But today she didn't enter the circle, but posted a message on her personal star network.
Jiang Jiu: It's the final, if you win, please eat a lot of delicious food. If you lose, please eat a lot of delicious food.
Fans who came to hear the news quickly liked, commented, and forwarded a dragon, and cheered for Jiang Qiuqiu: You must do it.
- You're my favorite streamer! It's the anchor I watch every day no matter how tired I am.
- You're already a nightlife for a lot of people! You can't sleep without it!
- You are the strongest in my heart!
- No matter what the result is, tweeting has always been the number one in my heart!
There are countless messages like this.
After reading the message, Jiang Qiuqiu's heart was warm.
After lunch, the PK time was not far away, and after doing the last inspection of the dishes sent by Taotao Fresh, Jiang Qiuqiu was ready to sleep.
Sufficient energy and surging mental strength can make her more focused.
As soon as she got into bed, the terminal rang again, and she raised her hand, and it was actually a message from the black hole.
Black Hole: The finals went well, you are number one.
It's still the same crisp words as before.
His handsome face and round tail flashed into his mind at the same time in an instant.
Jiang Qiuqiu: After so many days, are you still on a mission?
Black Hole: I'll go back when you're done.
Black Hole: I'm going back to celebrate with you.
Jiang Qiuqiu: Are you so sure that I am the first?
Black Hole: You will win.
Black Hole: You should want to rest for a while, go to sleep.
Black Hole: Don't be nervous.
Jiang Qiuqiu: I'm not nervous.
Moth stood on top of the flyship, thinking, she really wouldn't be nervous about it. After all, he knows Qiuqiu's character.
I just can't think of anything else to say on the terminal.
Eventually, there was no reply, and Moss thought she should be asleep, so she put away the terminal and went on patrol.