Chapter Eighty-Seven: I Said You'd Regret It, Why Don't You Believe It?

Mu Bai left with Qian Yiwen.

Qian Yiwen doesn't like to be on camera because he is shy, and he doesn't like to be on camera even more.

Of course, people didn't shoot him either.

However, Mu Bai was still made by this anchor who suddenly appeared and didn't even eat well, so he was very dissatisfied.

But fortunately, he is not the kind of person who is overbearing after he has money.

If the anchor doesn't come over to bother them anymore, then he doesn't really care about anything.

But when the two came to the front desk of the restaurant and asked for two bottled eight-treasure porridge and were about to take them away, the female anchor was also very annoying.

And not far from them, they also pointed the camera at Qian Yiwen, and even this time Mu Bai entered the camera.

Not only that, Zhang Yuyan was still whispering to his mobile phone to vent his dissatisfaction just now.

"Hey, I guess it's going to be a contact information, but this little kid is really angry, and the beauties didn't say hard enough not to let me shoot, he came to the momentum, and he taught me a lesson in an old-fashioned tone?

Mu Bai's hearing strengthened by the magical stream water is very good, even if Zhang Yuyan's voice is not loud, he can still hear it clearly.

At this time, Qian Yiwen also held Mu Bai's hand tightly and whispered: "That female anchor is so annoying, let's drive to Xuzhou after we buy it, so we won't be able to touch her." ”

"Well, okay, you wait here for a while for the waiter to pack the eight-treasure porridge, and I'll go to the toilet." ”

Mu Bai didn't show any unusual expression, just smiled at Qian Yiwen very calmly, and then he turned around and walked towards the restaurant toilet not far away.

"Oh, come back soon. Qian Yiwen also said casually.

Then she glanced at the female anchor who was still pointing the camera at her, and couldn't help frowning, although she was very annoyed by this female anchor, but in the face of this situation, she was also helpless.

At this time, seeing that Qian Yiwen was singled, many fans and users in Zhang Yuyan's live broadcast room began to encourage the anchor to ask for contact information.

"Anchor, now go and ask for contact information, that stinky little boy is not here!"

"That's it, the flowers are all stuck in cow dung, has that little fart child's hair grown? Just find such a good-looking goddess-level friend!"

"Hurry up, anchor, I'll send you two more rockets, go and ask for contact information! I looked at this girl, and I really returned to my first love in an instant!"

"The anchor is also very good-looking, hey, man, it's just insatiable. ”

"Anchor, two planes have been delivered, please hurry up and ask for contact information. ”

......

Zhang Yuyan looked at the bullet in the live broadcast room and the gifts from fans, and the idea of asking for contact information rose again.

After all, it's good if she can get it, and if she can't, she won't lose anything.

So she thought about it for a while, and pretended pity for the fans in the live broadcast room and said: "Okay, I'll be cheeky enough to ask for your contact information again, but the anchor is still likely to be mercilessly ridiculed again, so please give me some gifts to encourage." ”

Although most fans knew that the anchor was deliberately tricking gifts, they still brushed it up.

Among them, there are local tyrants who have messy thoughts about this goddess who suddenly enters the camera, there are also sailors who are just looking for fun, and there are some loyal fans of poor anchors.

For a while, there were a lot of small gifts of a few cents and a few dollars in the live broadcast room, as well as a hundred planes, and even five rockets were sent by local tyrants.

This made the corners of Zhang Yu's mouth curl up again, and the original interest was not high because of these gifts.

"Mmmm, thank you, I'm going to hook up with the goddess for everyone, and I'm going to contact you. ”

Zhang Yuyan said in the live broadcast room, but just as she was about to walk towards Qian Yiwen, suddenly, an entry bullet on the screen made her can't help but stop.

"Ding! Welcome to the 114-level super coffee users, a little cold, shocked to enter the venue, the audience applauded!"

Level 114 Super Coffee! It's a little cold!

When these two words appeared in the live broadcast room, Zhang Yuyan's hand holding the mobile phone shook excitedly, almost causing the mobile phone to fall to the ground.