After rebirth, I became a boss

Chapter 77 Zhizhi, It's Me (one more)
Zheng Xiaen was chatting with netizens in a bored way.

If it wasn't for the time, Zheng Xiaen might have been lying on the bed and sleeping at this time.

I'm Xia'er's mother: [Daughter, if you're sleepy, turn off the live broadcast and go to rest! 】

After sending out another wave of gifts, the screen was swiped, and this sentence was bought on the live screen.

Netizens:  …

Boss, please take care of me! ! ! !
"This I am..."

Zheng Xiaen watched the netizens' operations, and couldn't help but say something, but when it came to the screen name, Zheng Xiaen still couldn't say it.

"Friends of ..., you have to be restrained in swiping gifts, and watch the live broadcast rationally."

Is this... appealing to netizens not to buy gifts?
The chat box was quiet for a second, and then went crazy again.

[What kind of fairy anchor is this, who actually dislikes swiping too many gifts. 】

[Hehe, this anchor is really good. He said he didn't want gifts, but he created a character for himself, hehe. . . 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~

[Fan her, fan her, fan her! ! ! 】

"Master, you are going to be on fire..."

Ah Hu secretly transformed the display screen, leaving the interface of the display screen on the W blog interface, and that page was full of trending searches about Zheng Xiaen.

#/鹏传 airborne fairy anchor, fairy face value, kneel and lick! /#
#/What kind of fairy face value is this, I'm short @鹏博/#
#/Airborne anchor, the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded [-] million in half an hour?On how wide the network of anchors is/#
#/The ore tycoon suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room, talking about the love and hatred between the anchor and the father of the gold master/#
Ah Hu looked at these, some praised them, and some stepped on them.

But Ah Hu is sure that if its owner registers on W-Blog, her number of fans will definitely increase in a straight line.

Zheng Xiaen: ...

what are you talking about?
"Wait a minute," Zheng Xiaen suddenly heard a mobile phone ringing in the distance, and after talking to netizens, he got up to answer the phone.

"Mu Xiaowu, what's wrong?"

Zheng Xiaen walked to the sofa where he was sitting during the live broadcast while answering the phone.

"Xia Laosi?" Mu Wu's voice on the phone revealed playfulness.

Zheng Xiaen paused when he sat down: "..."

"Cough." Zheng Xia En coughed lightly in embarrassment, then reached out to turn off the microphone of the live broadcast, and said:
"Then it seems that you have found the colorful imperial parrot."

"Yes, do you want to talk to it?" Mu Wu sat on a boulder under the waterfall, his tone was quite flat.

"..."

Zheng Xiaen was choked again by Mu Wu, "Are you still in Beiming Forest?"

"Well, the five-color imperial parrot said that it will not give me the feather until it sees you."

"...You put on the speakerphone, I'll tell it."

After Zheng Xiaen finished speaking, she looked at the computer screen again. At this time, the chat box was still hot, and everyone was guessing whose call she was answering.

Some said it was work, or family members, agents, boyfriends, and even speculated about the donors.

Zheng Xiaen glanced at it, then turned on the microphone, and said to everyone: "Sorry everyone, today's live broadcast is over."

After speaking, without waiting for everyone in the live broadcast room to react, he directly turned off the live broadcast.

The confused netizen who stayed in the live broadcast room: ...

Netizens who just entered the live broadcast room;...

Liu You: ...

Backstage:……

Don't give any preparation, dare to do it again?
Ah Hu watched a new trending search #/论鹏曝一个技术技术技术/# appeared on W-blog, sighed, and whispered to Zheng Xiaen: "Master, you are going to lose fans by doing this. "

"..."

Zheng Xiaen ignored Ah Hu, who was useless, but took the mobile phone, and called Xia Laosi's five-color emperor parrot in the phone suspiciously, and said a little like a world away:
"Zhizhi, it's me!"

(End of this chapter)