Li Yue laughed and said, "The one with the rhythm in the live broadcast room is the person from the Prince of Muay Thai, right?"

Ignore the barrage that floats by.

Li Yue said again: "What is a hundred push-ups with one hand? I can do 10,000 push-ups with one hand." I'm doing push-ups with one hand right now, and I can do an all-nighter from six o'clock in the afternoon now until tomorrow morning, believe it or not. ”

Barrage:

"Aha. ”

"Anchor, you're blowing a lot of. ”

"If you say you can make a hundred with one hand, I believe it. ”

"I believe you say 200, 10,000, you tease me?"

"Anchor, you've changed, you weren't like this before. Now you are full of nonsense, and you are still talking nonsense. ”

"Anchor, if you do 10,000 push-ups, I swear I'll only watch your live broadcast in the future. ”

"If you can do 10,000 push-ups, I'll give you my life. ”

"The anchor is a net blow for a day. ”

“......”

Another barrage began to bring rhythm:

"The anchor's 10,000 push-ups are a joke, but does the anchor want to use this exaggerated rhetoric to show that the prince of Muay Thai is inferior to you?"

"Is this what the anchor means, the Prince of Muay Thai is not as good as you?"

"You guys don't have to beat it, okay?" the anchor just said a lot of words, but it was definitely better than the Prince of Muay Thai. ”

"The Prince of Muay Thai is a fart. ”

"I also think that the meaning of Allah is to say that the Prince of Muay Thai is not as good as him. ”

“......”

There was a quarrel in the barrage, some people scolded this group of people for taking the rhythm, and some people were skeptical. But no one took what Li Yue said about being able to do 10,000 push-ups to heart.

Li Yue looked at the tearing in the barrage with a smile, and suddenly said, "What you said is right. He's just a piece of. ”

The barrage fell silent instantly.

Moments later, it blew up.

“6666”

“6666”

"What else can I say besides 666?"

"The anchor is a man with an anal fissure. ”

"That's it, if you don't accept it, you have to do it. Is the anchor going to fight?"

"I'll just obey the anchor's temper. ”

"Alas, the anchor is still young. How did you get stirred up by a rhythm?"

"The anchor can't hold his breath. ”

"Such an anchor who can't hold his breath, even if he has martial arts, what can he do? ”

“......”

At this time, in another live broadcast room that started at the same time as Li Yue, a young man about thirty years old with bronzed skin who was training on fitness equipment looked at his barrage, but saw that Allah had sown war letters in the barrage.

After understanding, the Muay Thai anchor knew the general meaning, and couldn't help sneering, and said to the screen:

"I don't trouble him, he still dares to just come to my head? Repair Allah broadcast? He is a fart, what a shit 10,000 one-handed push-ups, if he can do it, Lao Tzu will quit the anchor world in the future." ”

Some people say that they want to fight with Allah.

The Muay Thai anchor shook his head helplessly: "Before I became an anchor, I knew about him." This person is extremely mysterious, he never shows his face live broadcast, and I don't know where he is. It's just a shrunken turtle, and even if I go to the date, he'll probably refuse......"

“......”

On Li Yue's side, the barrage began to swipe the screen

"The Prince of Muay Thai said that if you do 10,000 push-ups, he will quit the streamer world. ”

"The Prince of Muay Thai said that repairing Allah is a fart. Those who hide their heads and tails don't dare to make an appointment with him. ”

"The Muay Thai prince said, Xiu Allah sow garbage. ”

“......”

Fans are the ones who are most willing to fan the flames.

The anchors are torn apart, and the happiest ones are the fans, and it's not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Li Yue said: "You don't believe that I can do 10,000 push-ups?"

"Hahaha. Anchor, are you kidding?"

"Anchors, no kidding. ”

"If you can do 200 one-handed push-ups, I'll take you. ”

“......”

The barrage was full of laughter, and no one took it to heart.

Li Yue took a few steps back and said to the screen, "Don't say 10,000 anymore." For each number, I'll do push-ups with one hand. How much can you do, is that all right?"

Barrage: "We'll have to count." ”

"If you can make two hundred anchors, I will use this month's living expenses to brush rockets for you. ”

“......”

Li Yue didn't say much, and immediately lay down on the ground, propping up on the ground with one hand, and his movements were extremely standard.

"Well, it still looks very powerful, at least better than ordinary people. Even if the anchor is not as good as the Muay Thai anchor, just by holding it on the ground, such a hand, it will definitely throw ordinary people a few streets. ”

"Why can't I do it with one hand on the ground?"

"The anchor's unicorn arm is still okay. ”

"I started to do it. Count Jun prepares. ”

"Don't be cheated by the anchor, Counter, is there a Counter?"

“......”

Li Yue's face was relaxed, and he began to slowly press down, and then his right hand slowly pushed up.

Every movement is neither fast nor slow, and it is the most standard posture.

The fans counted intently, and there were no more words in the barrage, all of them were numbers. Fans help him count in the barrage.

Li Yue was doing push-ups and not forgetting to have a conversation with fans. With a relaxed expression on his face, the fans across the screen were full of surprise.

Some people think he's pretending, and some people think he's holding on?

And when the number passed fifty and Li Yue's forehead did not show any sweat, everyone panicked.

"Damn, this is already a few streets away from the Prince of Muay Thai. ”

"When the Muay Thai prince was in his thirtieth, he was sweating profusely. A hundred is the limit. ”

"I've seen the live broadcast of the Prince of Muay Thai, and by the time I reached fifty, I couldn't stand it. It's all about gritting your teeth and sticking to it?"

"The anchor has done sixty, why is it so easy?"

"Anchor, are you hanging? ”

“......”

Gradually, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became weird. It's quiet, except for the occasional barrage of recorded numbers, and it's terrifying. But apparently the popularity has reached 800,000.

Eight hundred thousand people, at least ten or two hundred thousand people, watched Li Yue do push-ups at the same time. But at this moment, everyone was speechless.

Because Li Yue has been doing push-ups with one hand for an hour.

It's been a hundred years ago.

Now the number recorded by the barrage has reached more than 500. This number has exceeded everyone's understanding......

There are more people who can do 500 push-ups, but 500 with one hand, which is almost non-existent.

'Dididi'

In my mind, the sound of the arrival of spirit coins kept ringing. A smile flashed in Li Yue's eyes, where is this, if I really do an all-night push-up here, you must not be scared to death.

Time passed minute by minute, accompanied by the sound of 'Dididi' that kept appearing.

Li Yue was full of remorse. Is there such an easy way to earn spirit coins?

This Nima is earning spirit coins, this is picking up spirit coins all over the ground. Is there an easier way than this? I knew that I could earn spirit coins like this, what else would I do with so much other care?

Nine o'clock in the evening.

The fans blew up. The live broadcast room blew up. The entire Rain Shake platform exploded.

In Li Yue's live broadcast room, the popularity has surged to two million. Many big anchors in the entire Douyu platform have been passed away by fans, and they have to go off the air to avoid Li Yue's edge for the time being.

A chicken-eating anchor had just made a fortune and was laughing at the screen: "Brothers, I finally ate chicken today." Thanks to Lao Tie...... Alas, how did my popularity drop from 100,000 to 5,000?

A barrage floated by: "Anchors, now they all run to watch Allah broadcast to do push-ups." ”

The chicken anchor was stunned: "What do you do push-ups?"

Barrage: "A gamble between Xiu Allah and the Muay Thai prince, the Muay Thai prince did a hundred push-ups with one hand, shouting for Xiu Allah to broadcast." Xiu Allah said that he would do 10,000 one-handed push-ups, and now he has done it for four or five hours, and the count has reached almost a thousand. ”

"it!"

“......”

Those anchors who sang and danced gradually discovered that why did their popularity continue to pass?

Why is the barrage constantly brushing the screen what repairs Allah broadcasts, what push-up games?

Exploded. Completely blown up.

The entire Shaking Rain platform completely exploded, and all the live broadcast rooms were broadcast by Allah as push-ups and brushed the screen.

The Prince of Muay Thai didn't know when, silently went down. Some fans can't bring the rhythm if they want to come.

In Li Yue's live broadcast room, in the golden section at 10 o'clock in the evening, the popularity officially exceeded 3 million, and the attention exceeded the 1 million mark.

Many fans were really bored watching push-ups, went out to play games for a few hours, read novels for a few hours, and returned to Li Yue's live broadcast room when they were about to go to bed, and posted a barrage:

", I'm ready to go to bed after washing, Nima is still doing it!"

"Vozh. Cultivate Allah to broadcast that you are going to blow up, are you still human?"

"It's so perverted. If it weren't for the fact that Allah had been talking, I would have thought it was a looping video. ”

"Are you still human......

"It's a long time. The whole people on the Shaking Rain platform have come to see you doing push-ups. ”

"Millions of people are popular, and it is rare to see such a terrifying popularity during the peak period of the fifth and fifth years. ”

“......”

Li Yue continued to do push-ups with his right hand, picked up a bottle of water with his left hand, drank water while doing it, and didn't roar after swallowing: "Thank you for the two rockets of this old iron brush with English letters." ”

'Dididi' just because of the action of drinking water, the spirit coin in his mind made another big leap.