Experience the God of Life

Chapter 8 [Three Rockets!The live broadcast room is boiling! 】

The barrage rolled by, everyone was discussing the Yingji union.

It seems that what Yin Yinyin said before is true. Although there are not many people in the live broadcast room, it is surprisingly lively.

However, according to what they said, the trade union that Yin Yinyin signed with seems to be quite a scam.

"One thing to say, there is really a problem with the union of Yingji. At least help to run it, and strive for a position with higher exposure? If I hadn't been idle and bored, I would have rummaged through the live broadcast room, and I couldn't find this one at all. Studio."

"Ham, it's pretty good. There are few people and it's quiet. When there are too many people, the taste will change."

The conversation in the bullet screen was full of enthusiasm, and the discussion about the direction suddenly changed from whether Yin Yinyin sang well or not to the level of complaining about the anchor union.

Yin Yinyin, who was singing, seemed to have noticed this too, and took advantage of the break in singing, and said, "Thank you for the gifts everyone! Don't discuss trade unions in the live broadcast room, do you have any songs that you like to listen to now? You can order songs, wait a moment and I will choose a song that I know how to sing."

"Don't chat, don't chat, discuss the anchor's union in the live broadcast room, and those who don't know think that the anchor deliberately guides the barrage to smear the union."

"Brothers, stop chatting, walls have ears."

"Order a song, order a song."

"I want to order "Tangli Fried Snow"."

"Floating life never stops! Floating life never stops! Floating life never stops!"

"Can the host sing "Mountain Ghost"?"

The barrage was busy swiping the title of the song, but a news of gift reward flashed across the live broadcast room with a bang.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, give you 2 [Rocket-Maoya No. 1]!"

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, launch Maoya No. 1 in the live broadcast room of Yingji-Yinyinjiang!"

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, launch Maoya No. 1 in the live broadcast room of Yingji-Yinyinjiang!"

The news of the two rocket gifts was sent out, which immediately caused some commotion. Yin Yinyin's live broadcast jumped from more than 1 people to more than 3 people in an instant.

Suddenly there were more than 30 people in the VIP seats.

These people are attracted by the message of gifts.

In Maoya, after sending a gift of more than 1000 yuan, an animation will be played on the live broadcast room of other anchors.

It is a small exposure position.

Jiang Ji sent two rockets out at once, which immediately attracted many passers-by.

Of course, the effect of the rocket is naturally not as good as that of the treasure map. After all, the rocket only has an exposure, but the treasure map can get some rewards for the audience who clicked in.

"Wow! It's a rocket!"

"Two rockets!"

"I'm not mistaken, it's actually a gift from this live broadcast room, I'm shocked, someone from the anchor smashed the rocket!"

"Is this a newcomer? I saw his id, and he doesn't even have the host's brand."

No one thought that a little white number who had just entered the live broadcast room would actually throw rockets at the anchor.

Although the rocket is nothing, a rocket is only 1000 yuan.

But for a small anchor with only 1200 yuan in rewards on the weekly list, 2000 yuan at a time is not a lot.

"It's over, it's over, the little anchor is being targeted by the big brother, and the little anchor is about to get blood."

"Six eaters are awesome!"

"The Rockets are here. The anchor sings really well. I'm a fan."

"I'm listening to the song. I'm also from the Rockets. I have to say that this anchor is very good in terms of appearance and singing skills. I have subscribed."

"Is the popularity of the anchor so low? It's so miserable. Let me give you a subscription."

"It's getting more and more lively, the little anchor is going to be popular!"

"Chess & Chess Sauna%&￥#, all you want to see is at www.&*%￥￥%.com!"

"Omi blockbuster, Asian congee classic, don't get lost in the favorite website wwww.&&&&&&&.com!"

"Yo! The director of the film has been attracted, the house manager, give me a silence package!"

There were more bullet screens in the live broadcast room.

Yin Yinyin noticed the rocket a long time ago, but she went to the chorus part normally, and planned to wait until the singing was over before thanking, but the bullet screens became more and more, and Yin Yinyin was not calm anymore.

"Thank you for the two rockets, this is the first time I received two rockets, so happy, refill!"

Yin Yinyin stretched out her index finger and thumb, making a pen refill motion.

Take a single eyebrow look.

This action is so cute that people can't help but want to knead it.

"Fuck! Little anchor, you have to be reserved, last time Brother Sheng smashed gifts, you were just pen refills."

"It's over, it's over, the little anchor is about to fall."

"Where's the six-eating boss, will you stop talking after smashing the rocket?"

At this time, Jiang Ji was peeling longan, looking at Yin Yinyin's cute appearance in the live broadcast, and smiled gloatingly.

"If she knew that the object of her pen refill was me, she would be so ashamed that she would burst out of the table?"

Seeing someone cueing himself in the barrage, Jiang Ji edited a paragraph and sent it out.

"We're eating, the little host's original song is good, let's sing your new song "Sequel" next."

"It has appeared, the six-eating boss has appeared!"

"Surprised, Liu Chi is actually a fan of the little anchor?"

"Is this a star chasing scene?"

"I'm eating too, chopped pepper fish head."

"I'm eating it too, braised eggplant!"

"Small fried pork rice bowl."

"Damn it, I thought I was the only one eating, vinegar potato shreds."

“Steamed hairy crabs!”

"Damn it, it's a good live broadcast room, why did you eat dinner all of a sudden?"

"Looking at the barrage, I'm hungry."

"Look hungry +1."

Jiang Ji looked at the barrage, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

This group of sand sculpture netizens is also very interesting.

"What are you eating, Big Six?"

I saw someone cue myself again.

Jiang Ji edited a paragraph and sent it out: "Seafood fried rice noodles, seaweed octopus, flavored squirrel fish, yellow bone fish soup, razor clams baked with salt."

"Damn it! You really deserve to be a boss who shoots two rockets at once!"

"Oh my god, the six-eating boss is showing off!"

"Student Xiu'er, stand up and speak."

"I want to watch the eating and broadcasting of Big Brother Six!"

"I'm eating, and the six-eating boss is also eating, so I = the six-eating boss."

"Logic genius."

The barrage was boiling again, and the focus of the audience seemed to have shifted from the anchor itself to Jiang Ji.

Yin Yinyin also finished singing at this time, and began to interact with the barrage.

"You are all eating, and I haven't eaten the anchor yet. No way, I'm hungry just watching your barrage! It's too much!"

"The little anchor is starting to transform into eating and broadcasting at this moment."

At this time.

A rocket flew over the live broadcast room.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, launch Maoya No. 1 in the live broadcast room of Yingji-Yinyinjiang!"

The live broadcast room attracted a small wave of popularity again, and there were more than 80 people in the VIP seats.

Jiang Ji lost a rocket, and attached a paragraph: "Add some food to the instant noodles of the little anchor."

"Fuck! It's so beautiful, I love this way of adding vegetables."

"Six Eaters, I'm hungry too, hey, I want to be fed too!"

"Shutchacha, don't be stuck with the gender of the six-eating big brother! I can also accept the ducks that are fed! Boom!"

"Upstairs, I vomited. I'll go to the toilet first."

"Upstairs, I would like to go with you."

Yin Yinyin also saw Jiang Ji's rocket, and was even more surprised. It was the first time that she had received so many gifts in such a short period of time.

She even wanted to ask the head of the trade union if she was running it for herself.

After all, this six-eating tycoon obviously just came here, and he voted for three rockets before his butt was warmed up in the live broadcast room.

That's 3000 yuan soft girl coin!

"Thank you for another rocket, the pen refill!"

Yin Yinyin uses both hands to refill the pen together.

But she was also a little puzzled, how did this big man know that he was going to cook instant noodles later?
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