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Chapter 27 Million Popularity
"It's on, the anchor is here, wow, where is this? The ancient style is obvious."

"Anchor, have you really time-traveled? Tell us how to time-travel?"

"Wishing everything belt, the guidance of the morning star!"

A few seconds after Wang Yan started broadcasting, the number of bullet screens suddenly increased by a level, and the bullet screens that passed by in an instant were as dense as real bullets. After seeing the title of the live broadcast room, Wang Yan knew that he had come to the right place. But what the hell is this 125 million people in the live broadcast room?Why did the room number become 666?And who hung up the number 28 above the live broadcast room?
"Cough cough, good afternoon everyone, I am your anchor 'Brother Yan', today is my sixth live broadcast in Arad mainland, today's live broadcast room is very lively, do you have any enthusiastic viewers to tell the anchor What happened?" In the live broadcast room, Wang Yan cleared his throat, his expression still blank.

Numerous colorful fonts across the screen, Wang Yan suddenly realized after reading a few, it turned out that the videos recorded and broadcasted several times before were circulated, which aroused discussions on the Internet, and finally attracted the attention of the bamboo live broadcast room, and the other party spent a lot of money Price made a big show to support Wang Yan's otherworldly live broadcast.

"It turned out to be like this, then I would like to thank my cutest real estate manager 'Little brother is really amazing'. At the beginning, he was the only audience when the anchor was broadcasting live. Now the number of viewers has reached more than 100 million. I don’t know my cutest Is the house manager still there?" After figuring out the situation, Wang Yan heaved a sigh of relief. His face seemed calm, but his heart was very excited. There was nothing he could do. There were tens of thousands of people in the small anchor yesterday. Now that it has increased dozens of times, he almost doesn't know what to say. Thinking of only one person watching the live broadcast at the beginning, he can't help feeling that the world is impermanent.

"I'm here, Brother Yan." On Earth, after hearing Wang Yan's voice, Li Yue immediately sent a message in the live broadcast room with great excitement.

"Thank you, and thank you for the official recommendation of the bamboo live broadcast room. I will definitely continue to do the live broadcast." Taking a deep breath, Wang Yan zoomed out, the street in front of him, the backs of Zhushi and others, and the distant The majestic building immediately came into the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room.

"I believe that many people have watched the live broadcast yesterday, or watched the recorded broadcast. Today, the host and the owner of Zhushi Pavilion were invited to the banquet. The host is not simple, but one of the few awakened professionals in the town: Wu Ji !" Walking forward slowly, Wang Yan began to talk about today's live broadcast.

"Wow, Wu Ji, the kind with eight nines on one foot?"

"Why do I think of a narcissist?"

"National Football No.1!!!"

The audience was shocked or complained. The live broadcast room was extremely lively, and the number of people was also steadily increasing. After knowing that Wang Yan had started the live broadcast, many online viewers called their friends and called many friends to watch, making the live broadcast The popularity of the room has risen to a higher level.

"That's right, the awakening profession of Sanda: Wuji! Today's banquet was hosted by the owner of the Tiger Roar Martial Arts Hall, and invited me and the owner of the Zhushi Hall. I don't know if the old audience still remember, but I mentioned Tiger Xiao Martial Arts Hall." Wang Yan pointed to the heavily guarded gate of the tall courtyard not far away and the golden four words above it, reminding the audience.

"Huh? Wasn't the owner of the Zhushi gym injured by the kick from the Huxiao martial arts gym? Why did he invite the anchor and Zhushi to the banquet?"

"I must want to hug the anchor's thigh, stupid!"

"I don't know if the anchor can beat Wuji. I don't think No. 28 is an opponent."

"I don't know exactly what happened before the anchor came in, but I think it should be a grand banquet. A friendly reminder, there may be fights today. At that time, children must be accompanied by their parents to watch." Zhu Shi, who followed the far away Waiting for someone, Wang Yan chatted in the live broadcast room with a smile, and finally said playfully.

"The host is really big-hearted, why don't you run away if you know you can fight?"

"666, this anchor is really good, pay attention."

"Who's here?" The four of them walked to the door of Huxiao Martial Arts Hall, and the two guards at the front came up with spears, their eyes full of indifference.

"The owner of the Zhushi Martial Art Museum is invited to the banquet by the deputy owner Luo of your hall." Zhushi stepped forward and said neither humble nor overbearing, the strength of these two people was not considered by him.

"It turns out to be a distinguished guest, please!" The two put away their spears and stood on the ground in an instant. They each took a step back and pointed towards the door, only to see that their performance was impeccable.

"The anchor followed the owner of the Zhushi Pavilion. You can take a look. The two tiger statues at the entrance are very conspicuous. It is also suitable for the name of the Tiger Roaring Martial Arts Hall. The vermilion gate is very thick. You can see the nails on it from the inside. The pieces of iron plates are so that the wooden gate will not be damaged even after being hit hard. It is obvious that this Tiger Roar Martial Arts School is afraid of people coming to the door, and the preparations have been done well." Wang Yan walked, from time to time in the live broadcast room Introducing the surrounding buildings, anyway, he is not afraid that the person leading the way can understand Huaxia.

"Brother Kaili, what are you doing? You're walking around and talking to yourself." Seeing Wang Yan pointing around and speaking some strange language from time to time, A Nuo approached him two steps behind and asked. .

"Me, I'm chatting with my friends in the heavenly realm. Do you want to say something?" Wang Yan shook his head. Sure enough, one lie needs a hundred lies to cover up. It seems that his identity as a heavenly person is settled.

"Wow, can I really communicate with the heavens? Hello, I'm Zhu Nuo, I'm 13 years old this year, a second-level fighter, and my current goal is to become a judo master." A Nuo's eyes lit up instantly after hearing Wang Yan's words. After adjusting the clothes on his body, he introduced himself solemnly.

His every move fell into the eyes of everyone in the live broadcast room. Faced with such a cute introduction, everyone gave sincere encouragement: "Come on! The next master is you!"

"Little brother is so cute."

"But he can hit you ten."

"Haha, they told you to work hard, and they are very optimistic about your second awakening to become a grandmaster." Looking at the live broadcast room, Wang Yan also said encouragingly.

"Hey hey hey." Hearing Wang Yan's words, A Nuo looked surprised and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Actually, I'm already very satisfied to be able to awaken."

"You two, what are you talking about quietly?" Liu Zong sneaked over when he saw this, Zhu Shi turned his head and looked at him with a smile and didn't care. The job of leading the way.

After crossing several buildings, the guide took them to a tall building and stopped for convenience. He pointed forward and said, "Please!"

"Let's go." Zhushi stretched out his hand and shook the corner of his clothes, with a fearless look in his eyes, and Wang Yan and the other three on the side also straightened their expressions, and walked into the tall building.

(End of this chapter)