Because there are more people watching the live broadcast, there are always people who want to give her gifts, and they also call her wife and girlfriend.

Yun Qiluo thought about it for a while, and simply set the rules directly on the bulletin board.

First, it is not allowed to brush gifts, you can only brush free or cheap ones, and don't waste money on rational consumption.

The second is not to let people call their wives and girlfriends, and if they shout, they will be banned immediately!

After the announcement was issued, this situation was indeed much less, and the person who gave the gift also found that Luo Luo didn't seem to be short of money, so he didn't brush it anymore.

But it may be that her popularity is too high-profile after her return, and I don't know which anchor looks at her unpleasantly, so she came to her live broadcast room this afternoon with rhythm.

The anchor was so sour, like this, who haven't come back from a live broadcast for two years and can still be so popular, it's intolerable to come and steal their jobs.

As a result, when I came in, although the popularity of this product looked high, the gift income was actually average, except for the local tyrant called "Xiaobai wants to be the king", the others can be ignored.

So the anchor was happy and began to take the water army to mock on the barrage.

[The outdated anchor came back to make money? ] 】

[Anchor, your popularity is too fake, and you don't even have a gift. 】

[Remember to report it when you pass by, this anchor is popular]

[I suspect that Xiaobai is going to be the king, and he is also the anchor's trumpet, right? ] 】

[That Xiaobai must be a to, he is the only one who is rewarding, and he will leave after rewarding every day. 】

There are a lot of people with rhythm, and Song Shijia quickly reacted that something was wrong, but the ban couldn't be banned.

In the back, even passers-by who don't know the truth are a little misguided.

Fans can't tear them apart, after all, there are still more passers-by watching the live broadcast, and most of Yun Qiluo's fans are students, so when it comes to war of words, they are naturally not as powerful as trolls and water armies.

The live broadcast room suddenly became smoky, and even Yun Qiluo noticed it, she frowned, clarified a few sentences, and found that no one cared, so she didn't bother to speak.

It's just that when she caught a glimpse of someone saying that Xiaobai was a trust, she hurriedly asked Song Shijia to ban her, thinking that she must not be seen by Xiaobai, otherwise it would be bad for him to come to her to pay her salary at that time.

And at this time, everyone in the group of the troublemaker group happened to mention Yun Qiluo.

Fu Yan Fu Yu: [Do any of you know what your sister-in-law has been busy with recently? I wanted to play with her, but I didn't reply to the message, so I shouldn't be in class at this point. 】

Fan Xiaoye, who inherited the family business: [I saw that my sister-in-law updated her previous Weibo, and she said that she went back to live broadcast and play games, and it is estimated that she has been live streaming during this time. 】

Mao Shao, who worked hard: [What? Did my sister-in-law start a live broadcast? I'm going to support! 】

Fu Yan Fu Yu: [What game did she play? I'm going to check it out! 】

Addicted to learning: [I know this, let's fight the king, Shijia is giving her a barrage. 】

Chen Yushen: [Is Luo Luo live? ] I'll also take a look, is it the live broadcast platform that Yan bought before? 】

So, on the grounds that "no one in the live broadcast room of Little Demon Fairy Luo Luo rewarded her popularity, she must have been brushed", and she was so black that she was getting stronger.

The live broadcast room suddenly flooded into two particularly high-level accounts, both of which were the kind that only had millions of rewards on the platform, and they began to frantically brush up gifts as soon as they came up.

All kinds of expensive spaceships, airplanes, and cannons suddenly filled the entire screen, smashing at Yun Qiluo as if they didn't want money.