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Chapter 176 Parental rounds, the deadliest

Chapter 176 Parental rounds, the deadliest

Zhang Fan nodded, lazily, and walked out.

I went back to my room and glanced at my phone. In fact, it was still early at eight o'clock in the evening.

After thinking about it carefully, I have indeed been dove for three or four days.

The air ticket at 09:30 tomorrow morning, the departure at [-]:[-] is also in time, in fact, it should be broadcast.

But Zhang Fan felt that there was no gift box to swipe, and there was no motivation for the live broadcast.

And when I think that my father may also pay attention to my live broadcast...

It feels so strange...

Zhang Fan felt extremely ashamed in his heart, but he didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, don't think so much."

Zhang Fan rubbed his face, turned on the computer and logged into PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.

Then hung up the live broadcast software.

Soon Zhang Fan, who was off the air for four days without reason, resumed airing again.

His live feed was instantly pushed to the mobile phones of many fans.

Many fans walked into the live broadcast room cursing.

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: Brother Fan is inflated, he is a great anchor, he dares to skip the broadcast for no reason!

Zeng Jiang: Scumbag!
Jiangnan real estate tycoon: Wow, I'm almost bored to death!

Ah Wei will not die: Brother Fan, you better give my boss an explanation!
Retired Zhan Shenchuan General: Let me tell you!My son is a Shark executive!Watch out for him talking to you!

Zhang Fan frowned and looked at the barrage.

I found that even my father, who had been diving for a long time, spoke.

This retired General Shen Chuan must be his father.

Wow, embarrassing as hell.

Zhang Fan didn't know what to say.

"Ahem." Zhang Fan coughed first, and then said.

"I'm sorry bro, I've been really busy recently, I have some personal matters to deal with, and it happened suddenly."

"I don't start the live broadcast to make money, it's just a hobby. Seeing that everyone likes me so much, I feel a little ashamed."

"Well, do we have a fan base?"

Zhang Fan looked at the barrage as he spoke. This was a barrage posted by Zeng Jiang, who is also the house manager and the fan group leader.

Zeng Jiang: A lot of people have already come in!

"I'll send you a WeChat private message, and you pull me in."

As Zhang Fan spoke, he clicked on her private message and sent his QQ account number.

After a while, Zeng Jiang added her as a friend and dragged Zhang Fan into several groups.

Without further ado, Zhang Fan distributed 2 yuan in red envelopes to each group, and these ten groups sent 20 yuan in red envelopes!

Immediately, the live broadcast room and the fan group exploded.

Zhang Fan has only broadcast live for about two weeks, and these gifts are probably all his income from live broadcasting.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan directly gave all feedback to fans!

This is comparable to a shocking news!

Faced with such a large amount of red envelopes, the fans were all dumbfounded.

Some people grabbed it casually, thinking it was one or two yuan, but ended up grabbing five or six hundred directly.

This time, the gifts in Zhang Fan's barrage were also swiped again.

Many people thought that the anchor also had to eat, so they took these red envelopes and gave them to Zhang Fan again.

"Brothers, the live broadcast is really just my hobby. I just hope that playing games will not be so boring. There is no need to swipe the gifts in the future. Just continue to pay attention to my live broadcast."

Zhang Fan said with a slight smile.

Suddenly his cell phone rang, and he looked down, and it turned out to be a message from his father Zhang Dachuan.

Father: Son, I will pull you into a fan group!

Father: Just now, Brother Fan sent out a red envelope of 2 yuan!I have numbers in all three groups!Grab nearly 2000 more!

Father: I haven't finished receiving the red envelopes yet, so I'll pull you into the group right away!

Zhang Fan: ...

Father: What do you mean?Don't you care about such a small amount of money?
Father: Don't join the group, grab it and send it to me!
Zhang Fan laughed so hard that he was about to cry. He didn't expect that a red envelope from himself would arouse his interest in giving to his normally serious father.

Zhang Fan didn't intend to keep busy with his father anymore.

Sent a voice message to his dad.

"Dad, that Brother Fan is me...my main business is live broadcasting..."

Zhang Fan's message was sent.

After Zhang Dachuan listened to it, his head turned black, and he looked at the live broadcast room on his mobile phone with some doubts.

Zhang Fan exited the game, opened a text document, and opened it to type.

【Father, it's really me! 】

After typing, I deleted this paragraph and returned to the game interface.

Zhang Dachuan's face was immediately covered with black lines.

I felt ashamed and threw it at home, and even threw it on my son's face.

He actually called his son Brother Fan...

This is too outrageous, right?
Zhang Dachuan didn't bother to watch the live broadcast anymore, so he directly exited the live broadcast room.

Send a voice message to Zhang Fan.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After Zhang Fan heard the news, he also answered one with dumbfounding.

"I feel so embarrassed to death, you didn't ask me, and I don't know what to say."

dear father: ...

Both the father and son of the Zhang family were speechless, but I felt a little distressed for Zhang Dachuan in the next second.

Is my prodigal son treating money like dirt?

Just sent [-] red envelopes in a group?If you guessed right, this is the maximum limit of red envelopes, right?
And I heard that there are ten fan groups, each holding a 2 yuan red envelope...

My goodness!The down payment for a house in Nanyuan is gone.

Although he knew that Zhang Fan might get the money sooner, but he really felt sorry for the money!

Moreover, he snatched his son's red envelope, and he was so proud that he wanted to drag his son into the group to grab it together.

"Oh, it's so embarrassing."

Zhang Dachuan sat on the bed and shook his head helplessly.

Zhang Fan held back his smile and sat down at the computer desk to calm down.

He is not in the mood to play games today.

Said to the fans in the barrage.

"Brothers, I may not be able to go tomorrow, because I may go to Korea, and I have some business matters to discuss."

Zhang Fan felt that there was no need to hide some things.

These people also don't associate themselves with the big boss.

Moreover, those who were stalking him would never have thought that this anchor named zfan would be Zhang Fan.

Jiangnan real estate tycoon: No wonder the anchor is not short of money, so he is also a businessman!
Zeng Jiang: The bar where he testified last time probably belongs to him!

Ah Wei is not dead: No way, no way?

Paratrooper No. [-]: Brother Fan is still fierce!Welfare anchors are in love with love.

Zhang Fan laughed, chatting with these people in the live broadcast room, he was also very happy.

"It's not that exaggerated, but games are indeed my hobby."

"In the future, there will be a fixed live broadcast every Saturday and Sunday night, and there may be irregular live broadcasts during the week. If there is a dove one day, then there is really no time."

Zhang Fan said with a wry smile.

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: All right!We don't necessarily have time to watch it every day.

Zeng Jiang: Well, now I feel that other anchors are not good-looking, but I still like to watch Brother Fan.

Jiangnan real estate tycoon: Brother Fan won't start the broadcast, I won't start Shark!Ok, deal.

Ah Wei will not die: The boss does not look at sharks!I don't watch sharks either!
(End of this chapter)

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