I! Billions of invincible identities

So until Yang Fan got on the subway.

There were two girls following her behind her.

The only purpose is to follow him to the house and get the most detailed address so that it is convenient to take the next chance encounter, squat or ask for contact information, sign a photo, etc.

It's not crazy.

But Yang Fan didn't notice it because he was pressing the brim of his hat.

As he walked out of the subway and passed a flyover cave.

A male grassroots singer nearly thirty years old, wearing an ordinary shirt, holding a guitar in his hand, with a mobile phone in front of him, singing the ballad "Red Lotus", seems to be live broadcasting.

He sings well.

But his appearance was really not flattering, so there were only five or six people around, and most of them were men.

There is a woman, but it is an elderly aunt who came to make fun, just glanced at the singer and patted her ass and left.

Yang Fan just passed by and simply stopped.

A song.

The only five or six people were all gone, leaving Yang Fan alone.

Just as Yang Fan was about to leave, the singer suddenly stood up, looked at Yang Fan with a somewhat painful expression and said: "I'll go to the toilet, can you help me see these equipment?"

Yang Fan saw the other party covering his stomach, so he had to nod.

"Thank you. "

The singer ran away.

Yang Fan sat down in the singer's seat and glanced at the number of people in the bullfighting live broadcast room.

Twenty-five people.

Looking at the gift, it is less than fifty yuan.

"That's tough!"

Yang Fan complained, took out his mobile phone and played.

Because it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, there were no passers-by, because it was a flyover cave, Yang Fan felt that wearing a hat and mask was a little stuffy, so he took off the hat and mask.

But he didn't expect it himself.

After a rich woman who happened to pass by in the live broadcast room saw Yang Fan, the whole person immediately fell into a state of dizziness, her hands shook, and she gave the anchor ten rockets.

With another shake of his hand, he rewarded ten more super rockets.

Then on the screen, a series of subtitles were issued: "Handsome handsome handsome ..."

You know, local tycoons are often unpretentious and like to spend money to post subtitles on the whole channel.

This subtitle and these twenty rockets one shot.

The singer's live broadcast room quickly poured into a thousand people.

But Yang Fan only cared about playing with his mobile phone and didn't see it at all.

Then.

Another local tycoon named "Zhuyeqing" brushed fifty rockets in a row, mistakenly thinking that Yang Fan was the anchor, brushed out a string of colored letters and asked: "Ten seconds, I want all the information of this anchor!"

That's good.

Fifty super fire one send.

Five thousand people poured directly into the live broadcast room.

Although most of them are men.

But there are nearly a few hundred women.

Thereupon.

In the live broadcast room, the screen was quickly swiped.

"If handsome has no boundaries, then the appearance of the anchor can extend to the infinite universe!"

"I finally know why there are no handsome guys on the bus, because the anchor is handsome, and the bus cannot bring flammable and explosive materials!"

"After living for so long, the first time I saw a person, just one 'handsome' word ran through my life. "

"When I saw him, I realized that my boyfriend wasn't handsome!"

"I'm out of love... Oh no...... My boyfriend is falling out of love!"

“......"

Congratulations on getting 450 progress. "

"Current progress: 950/1000. "

"What's going on, and who has spied on my appearance?"

Yang Fan was playing with his mobile phone, and the system prompted himself to enter so many progress points.

Looking around curiously, there were only a few scattered passers-by.

Where do these 450 points come from?

Just when Yang Fan was curious, the singer ran back after going to the toilet.

"Thank you for the thanks. "

"You're welcome. "

"So you're so handsome. "

"Thank you. "

Yang Fan put on his hat and mask again and left the overpass.

And the next second, he suddenly heard the singer's exhausted excitement in the overpass.

“？？？"

Yang Fan was curious.

Fifty dollars of tips are happy to be like this.

The next second.

Inside the overpass, there was another roar of indulgence.

"Thank you Sister Zhuyeqing for sending 80 super rockets!"

Yang Fan smiled.

Suddenly, I felt that the world was brightening.

It seems that in this world, rich people not only care about appearance, but also pay more attention to talent and connotation, otherwise it is impossible to reward so many gifts.

He believes that this little brother with long ballads will succeed.

Where would Yang Fan, who walked out of the flyover, know that he only appeared in the bullfighting live broadcast room for a few minutes, and then set off an uproar in the entire live broadcast room.

Countless entertainment companies immediately launched a mobilization meeting, holding only a few minutes of footage from the live broadcast room, and launched a carpet search for Yang Fan across the country.

Their boss said that he would not hesitate to spend millions of dollars to find Yang Fan and sign him.