Experience the God of Life

Chapter 12 [Little Anchor's Union War]

After finishing speaking, Yin Yinyin hung up the phone.

Before Jiang Ji asked her what happened, Yin Yinyin said happily: "Aji! Sister Xinyuan has arranged for me a trade union PK! It will start at nine o'clock tonight!"

"Finally, PK is available again. Many of the viewers in my live broadcast room were poached from other anchors when they were PK!"

Yin Yinyin's live broadcast room itself has no exposure, and the trade union does not help her run it, so she can only expose herself in this way.

It sounds pretty sad.

Other people's PK is to show off and promote audience consumption in the live broadcast room.

She is fine, PK is just to use her strength to grab other people's fans.

"I have to go back soon, thank you Aji, see you on the weekend!"

After finishing speaking, Yin Yinyin trotted back to the dormitory.

"Slow down, it's still early."

"understood!"

Yin Yinyin said she knew, but the speed of her feet still did not drop, and she waved goodbye to Jiang Ji.

After Jiang Ji watched her go away, he also walked towards his school on foot.

He didn't want to go back to school, because it was too high-profile after all.

At this time, a BMW X2 was slowly driving into the north gate of the University of Science and Technology.

In the driving seat of the BMW, it was Lin Maosheng who was sitting.

Lin Maosheng saw Jiang Ji who had just come out of the gate, and couldn't help showing a surprised expression.

A boy in the back seat also noticed Jiang Ji.

"It's him? Look, Maosheng."

"I saw it."

Lin Maosheng only felt that his face was dull, and he was ashamed in front of Jiang Ji today, and he still wanted to see him there.

"Why doesn't he drive his sports car? If I had one of those supercars, I'd love to drive them 24 hours a day."

Hearing this, Lin Maosheng couldn't help being surprised.

At this time, a woman with an internet celebrity face on the passenger seat covered her mouth in anger and laughed, "Could it be that he drove someone else's car, so he's going back now?"

Another girl echoed, "It's very possible. After all, how can someone who can afford to drive a sports car wear such ordinary clothes?"

The tea-scented girl was always paying attention to the changes in Lin Maosheng's expression, and she added: "I think he drives such a good sports car, he might be the kind who specializes in helping people park cars."

"I have a friend who parks cars for people in a high-end hotel. I heard that if the owner of the car is rich, he will give a tip!"

Lin Maosheng heard the words of the tea-flavored Internet celebrity, and it seemed to make sense after thinking about it.

But he also knows that some rich people like to pretend to be poor, in the euphemistic name of experiencing life.

In fact, I just want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

Thinking about it, he turned the steering wheel upside down, wanting to see what was going on with Jiang Ji.

As a result, he saw Jiang Ji at a roadside stall outside the school gate.

I saw Jiang Ji standing in front of a fried noodle stall at this time.

"He bought fried rice noodles at a roadside stall?"

While he was wondering, he saw that the boss had fried the rice noodles, packed them and handed them to Jiang Ji.

Jiang Ji scanned the QR code to pay, and then continued walking towards the school.

"He really bought fried rice noodles!"

"So rich and still buying fried rice noodles on the side of the road? I think he is clearly a poor guy, and he used someone else's car to pretend to be a guy! Maosheng, what do you say, fuck him?"

Lin Maosheng ignored the boy behind him.

He looked at Jiang Ji who left leisurely after buying the fried rice noodles, the corners of his mouth were almost tilted to the back of his ears.

404 Dormitory.

Jiang Ji carried the packaged fried rice noodles, pushed open the door of the dormitory, and heard the sound of gold and iron clashing in the dormitory, accompanied by the shouting and killing of his roommates.

"Kill the AD first, kill the AD first!"

"Damn it, I was seconded."

"Wori, I told you to kill the AD first. If you don't cut such a fat AD, go cut a mid laner with 0 bars and 4?"

The three roommates are in the dormitory at this time, each with a laptop, happy in the third row.

Jiang Ji put the packaged fried rice noodles on Jiang Sheng's table: "Here, the fried rice noodles you want."

Jiang Sheng asked Jiang Ji to pack this fried rice noodles.

"Thank you, put it away for now, I'll eat it later."

Jiang Ji also lay back on his bed, checked the time, it was almost nine o'clock, then opened the Maoya live broadcast app, and entered Yin Yinyin's live broadcast room.

Yin Yinyin is singing at this time.

There are more than 50 people in the VIP seats in the live broadcast room!

"Why are there so many people? Could it be that all the people who were attracted by the rocket at noon today stayed?"

Jiang Ji glanced at the weekly list suspiciously. Compared with the original list, there were more than [-] people on the list.

But these people are all ten dollars, a few dollars for small troubles.

To Jiang Ji's surprise, his No. [-] ranking had already been replaced by someone else.

And the person who replaced him was the "Society You Shengge" who was originally in the second place.

The total number of rewards received by the other party was 2000 yuan higher than that of myself.

No wonder there are so many people in the live broadcast room, it turned out that this brother Sheng voted for a treasure map or something.

"Welcome Big Brother Liu to enter the live broadcast room! Big Brother Liu is back."

At this time, Yin Yinyin saw Jiang Ji's id enter the live broadcast room, paused singing, and greeted Jiang Ji warmly.

Then continue singing.

They sang "Tangli Fried Snow", which is also an ancient song.

"The six-eating boss is here, and the little anchor has a play tonight."

"Did Big Brother Six know that the little anchor is going to PK tonight, so he came here to protect her?"

"Tonight, there are Big Brother Sheng and Big Brother Six, so I'm afraid the little anchor will have to PK into the third round?"

Seeing that the bullet screen was all brushing himself, Jiang Ji smiled, and decided to have a fight with the bullet screen, so he sent out a line of words: "I just came up to see, is there a trade union war? If there is, I will slip away."

Jiang Ji was just joking, he came here specially today to lead Yin Yinyin to win a few rounds of trade union battles.

Although Yin Yinyin only wanted a place to expose herself, she was already prepared to be dismissed in the first round.

Seeing Jiang Ji in the bullet screen saying that he was going to slip away, he exploded immediately.

"It's true, it's very much like me when I was a prostitute."

"If I hadn't seen you shoot three rockets with my own eyes, I would have believed it."

"The six-eating boss quit the live broadcast room, and the little anchor is cool."

The barrage is very lively joking with Jiang Ji, this feeling is much more interesting than blowing water with people in the QQ group.

Just as Jiang Ji was thinking, a red high-level barrage suddenly appeared on the screen: "Leave if you want, no one will keep you. It's just three rockets, and it's installed here?"

This red bullet screen is very eye-catching, and it is impossible not to notice it.

Jiang Ji glanced at the id of the person who posted this barrage, and it was the number one on the current list, brother Sheng in that society.

Brother Sheng quickly posted another barrage: "Tonight's goal is to lead Yinyin to win two rounds of trade union battles."

The trade union war is a best-of-three rounds system, and he threatened to win two rounds of the trade union war, which is equivalent to winning at least four rounds.

Assuming that 2000 yuan is invested in each round, the four rounds will cost 8000 yuan.

"Brother Sheng is tough!"

"Brother Sheng is indeed the anchor's number one fan, so give him a thumbs up for his momentum!"

(End of this chapter)