Chapter 4 Local tyrants are justice, you are a fart
In order to make it easier to make money, entertainment anchors have six opportunities to PK with other entertainment anchors every day, and no more than one is possible.
On the one hand, it is to stimulate consumption, and on the other hand, it is also to protect the anchor from being abused too badly, after all, no one wants to see their favorite anchor being pressed to the ground and rubbed all the time.
But now, the first anchor on the whole platform who can have unlimited PK was born.
If Qiu Qiu's live broadcast room is protected like other female anchors and local tyrants, it would be fine, but if not, she could only be abused by blood.
Qiu Qiu hugged the Pooh puppet who had been with him for three years, pulled its ears and desperately squeezed its cute face, and then turned out a plate of Jinwei milk he had just bought, and covered himself in the quilt with burps one by one.
Originally, she thought that she would have trouble sleeping, but she didn't expect that she would soon be unable to open her eyes.
In the confusion of light and shadow, the yellowed ceiling above the head changed shape, and finally became a pair of eyes that were either high, numb, or watching a play......
A few years have passed, and those nightmares that I thought were more or less forgotten have never been far away.
After a nightmare, Qiu Qiu's head was dizzy when he woke up in the morning.
She really wanted to stay in bed for a day, but the new contract didn't allow her to even have this basic physiological need.
opened the live broadcast room, Qiu Qiu, who was wearing pajamas and only tied his hair casually, waved to the camera.
Suddenly, the number of people in the live broadcast room was rising, and she almost thought she was dazzled.
"This is a 100,000 yuan anchor!"
"I don't even have the most basic work ethic, isn't it to entertain the audience as an anchor, why, we don't have money to fool around like this?"
"Eat melons and eat melons, the front row sells melon seeds and mineral water."
Yesterday, the 100,000 gifts of unknown local tyrants made people on the whole platform more or less notice the name Qiu Qiu, the cohesion of money is even greater than Qiu Qiu imagined, and the screens that had not had a barrage in the past few hours are now full of all kinds of swipes.
She subconsciously tightened the collar of her pajamas, although she knew that today would not be beautiful, she still greeted the melon-eating crowd in the live broadcast room: "Good morning, everyone, or ...... You wait for me for two minutes, and I change my clothes? ”
"It's the same what you wear, it doesn't make a difference."
"Ugly."
"Just wear pajamas, at least I can deceive myself in your pajamas, you are unprofessional."
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It was the first time that there were so many people in the live broadcast room, and Qiu Qiu's heart that wanted to perform well was extinguished by these barrages.
She smiled on the surface, she didn't care, I didn't care, I was a beautiful fat man with a light breeze.
The villain in his heart rubbed his fleshy face and frantically milked himself.
Oh, the local tyrant likes my flesh!
He just loves it!
I like to spend a lot of money!
Clicking on the weekly golden bean contribution list at the bottom of the live broadcast screen, looking at the lonely 100,000 list, Qiu Qiu's heart was a little empty.
Suddenly, the live broadcast screen split in two, and another cute face appeared.
"Hello brothers in the live broadcast room, I am a dream from the Hengyu Trade Union, and I am a dancing and singing anchor, if you like me, you can subscribe to it." This dream is very cool, the white bandeau is about to be squeezed by the waves, and the little shorts of the hip line can be seen tightened, revealing a snow-white and slender waist.
I don't know if I don't compare, but when I compare, Qiu Qiu, who is wearing pajamas, is just fat.