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Chang Wen looked at the live broadcast room, Wang Yang stood under the F22 fighter jet, raised his fist Bang Bang two punches, and the coffee in his mouth sprayed directly onto the computer screen.

Hurriedly picked up the paper towel on the computer desk, skillfully wiped the computer screen clean, and stared at the F22 fighter in the live broadcast room like a steel monster.

This...... This is really not a projection, it is a real model of the F22 fighter!

Good guy, this Wang Yang is really capable, and it is not easy to get such a restored F22 fighter model.

After all, an F22 fighter is 18.9 meters long, with a wingspan of 13.56 meters and a height of 5.08 meters.

Such a big guy, even if you want to create a model with the same data, it is not an easy thing to do, and it will take half a year to say the least.

It seems that half a year ago, when Wang Yang was on the line with black fans in the live broadcast room, he was already thinking about making a model of these two F22 fighters to block the mouths of black fans.

This Wang Yang is worthy of playing the Internet, and his brain is so good.

However, although it is a model, it is always a model of the F22 fighter, and even if it is really sold online, it may violate the regulations.

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and called his director.

Soon, the phone was connected: "Hey, director, that's the case, do you remember what I showed you before, the anchor named Wang Yang?" ”

"Wang Yang? Who is it. Zhang Wenchang hesitated for a moment and asked.

Chang Wen explained: "It is the anchor who threatened to bring F22 to fans in the live broadcast room, and said that he would bring down the price of F22." ”

"Let's talk about things directly, where do I have time to remember." Zhang Wenchang looked a little impatient.

Chang Wen smiled helplessly: "That's the case, director, I saw that he sold the model of the F22 fighter in his live broadcast room, which should be reproduced one by one according to the data of the F22 fighter, I want to ask, does this situation need to be reported to the Ministry of Armed Forces, or the relevant departments?" ”

"Models? Are you sure it's a model? Zhang Wenchang seemed to be busy with something, and asked casually.

Chang Wen bowed: "That must be a model, after all, Wang Yang is an anchor, and you also said that he can't even see the top of the US military, let alone buy back two real F22 fighters." ”

"Besides, even if he can buy it back and find it during transportation, he can't hide it well."

Zhang Wenchang said "um": "It makes sense, if it's just a model, then don't care, even if it is reported to the Ministry of Armed Forces, they won't care, just like you said, it's just a model with the same shape data as the F22 fighter." ”

"Okay, director, I'm relieved to have your words."

Chang Wen hung up the phone and put his eyes back on the computer screen.

At this time, Wang Yang was already in the live broadcast room, ready to announce the price of the two F22 fighters.

……

Qingcheng, inside a rental house.

Liang Yuzhu sat in front of the computer, nervously staring at the live broadcast room on the computer screen.

Before, when she saw that there were a lot of black fans in the live broadcast room to make trouble and asked Wang Yang to apologize, her heart hung in her throat, for fear that today's live broadcast would be disturbed by these black fans.

If these black fans really succeeded, then Wang Yang wouldn't want to sell the fighter today, let alone make so much profit.

However, after watching Wang Yang personally walk under the fighter jet, and then raised his hand to give the fighter Bang Bang two punches, and saw that the barrage in the live broadcast room began to warm up, and there were signs of improvement, she was relieved.

Fortunately, at least I didn't let these black fans mess up the live broadcast, otherwise it would be troublesome.

"I hope that today's live broadcast must sell both fighters, even if it is one first, and find a way to repay the loan first." Liang Yuzhu muttered to himself, clutching his knees tightly with both hands, wiping the sweat from his palms.

……

in the live broadcast room.

As Wang Yang's words came out, the barrage came again.

[Brother Yang, hurry up and go to the link! ] We placed an order immediately, I believe that those black fans can't wait for a long time, but they said that they have raised money since three months ago, and they are waiting to place an order. 】

[Hahaha, yes, those black fan brothers swore at the time, I thought they were all rich second generations, and they could casually spend more than a billion yuan to buy a real F22 fighter. 】

[My suggestion is to immediately contact those who left the phone number and message at the time, to prevent them from running away, you see, now they don't speak, it seems that they are afraid. 】

[Hehe, I'll be afraid? Joke! Lao Tzu is a professional, besides, I was talking about buying a real F22 fighter, and Wang Yang wanted to fool me into buying a whole model? How is it possible, isn't this a pit man? 】

[You didn't say that before, what you said before is that as long as Brother Yang comes to F22, you will pay for it, and buy it as much as you want. 】

[Hey, what do you say about these black fans, they will definitely not admit their problems, they can definitely hide, it is impossible to buy, just these black fans, they are very powerful, you let them pay for a car It takes a lot of effort, and they also buy F22, don't talk nonsense. 】

[Fart! That's a model, why should I buy it? But what I want is a real, F22 fighter that can fly in the sky, can launch missiles, and can conduct combat, and this is not this model. 】

[I think you guys are just hard-mouthed, and now you want to repay the debt after seeing Brother Yang get out of F22. 】

Looking at the verbal battle between true love fans and black fans in the live broadcast room, Wang Yang smiled helplessly.

He had already expected that this would be the case, these black fans are professional tricksters, even if he really drove the F22 fighter into the sky, these black fans would not buy it, just like the true love fans said, they have a hard time buying a car, and they still buy F22? .

Moreover, Wang Yang didn't regard these black fans as his main purchasing power, and if he really wanted to buy F22, he had to look at the bigwigs who were also hidden in the live broadcast room and were secretly watching the live broadcast.

After the previous momentum, as well as the operation that rushed to the hot search, it must have attracted many people to come to his live broadcast room to watch, and it is very likely that some of the bigwigs will be attracted to it.

As long as Wang Yang's next exposed price can satisfy these bigwigs, maybe these bigwigs will buy his fighter jets with a wave of their hands.

Of course, this probability is still relatively low, but Wang Yang still has to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Wang Yang no longer hesitated, he raised his hand, and first used a speech to stop the barrage that was gradually getting out of control.

"Just now, I have asked my assistant to get in touch with the people who left the number and the message before, unfortunately, they are all empty numbers, and even the names do not match, which is a pity."