If you are asked to live broadcast fortune-telling, will you compete with the King of Hell?

Su Chen saw Xiao Wang's hesitation and embarrassment.

[The anchor is really considerate and knows how to be considerate of customers. ]

[I give full marks for this operation. ]

Unexpectedly, Xiao Wang pushed his glasses after hearing this, took a deep breath, and said with determination: "Master Su, you must protect me then."

"Don't worry, even if there are really dirty things, I can't touch you at all."

Su Chen promised after hearing it.

The camera shook.

The netizens in the live broadcast room could only see the anchor sitting upright, and there was another split screen of Xiao Wang walking, and only the tiles on the ground could be seen.

The situation that cannot be seen is the most frightening. Netizens can only hear Xiao Wang's footsteps and heavy breathing.

Xiao Wang quietly pointed his mobile phone at his workstation.

In the empty office, there was only one computer on, and the monitor was typing "da da da".

The keyboard tapping sounded in the ears of everyone in the live broadcast room.

It was very strange.

With the recommendation of the platform, Su Chen's live broadcast room has surpassed many anchors in the same period.

Information is transmitted very quickly in the Internet era.

After some UP hosts edited and released the high-energy clips of his live broadcast, it immediately attracted passers-by from other platforms to join in the fun.

I didn't expect to see an incredible scene while watching the fun.

At this time.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room reached 500,000 at the same time.

And as the live broadcast time lengthens, the number of fans is gradually increasing.

As a new anchor with no works, three days of live broadcast has entered the mainstream hot list, which is something no one dares to think about.

As Su Chen's network manager Xiao Xu and Manager Huang of the Operations Department, they are both happy and excited at this time, and a little scared.

"Manager Huang, what did I say, this Master Su is a treasure, the cornucopia of our platform."

Manager Huang was even more happy, and slapped the table with one hand, and didn't feel any pain at all.

"It's stable."

His dividends are stable, and the subsequent income is also stable. The chairman's signing bonus of tens of millions is not given in vain.

The more terrifying the situation in Su Chen's live broadcast room was, the more explosive the effect was.

Those netizens who heard the news also knew the situation.

Now they were all worried about Xiao Wang on the screen.

[I don't dare to post any comments, I'm afraid they will find me. ]

[Do you think ghosts can see us in the live broadcast room? ]

[It shouldn't be possible]

[Didn't they say that ghosts can come through the network cable? Is it true? ]

[I just don't know if it's a male or female ghost. If it's a female ghost, hehehe]

[Brother, what are you thinking? You have such a strong taste that you don't even let ghosts go. You are so crazy! ! ]

Su Chen also saw the comments and shook his head. People nowadays really think about it.

"Come out, I see you."

Su Chen's voice echoed in the office through the phone.

The sound of the keyboard being typed stopped abruptly, and the empty chair suddenly fell to the ground, making a "sizzling" sound across the floor.

Everyone across the screen felt chilled.

In an instant.

Netizens in the live broadcast room watched with their eyes as a figure slowly emerged from the chair that had just been empty.

A middle-aged man with a square face and a simple and honest look.

He wore the same plaid shirt and dark circles as Xiao Wang, and his hair was a bit messy.

"Ahh."

Xiao Wang shouted immediately.

[Damn it! ]

[This is the real version of the Great Transfiguration! ]

[Why doesn't this ghost look like a ghost? ]

"Hey, you saw me, what are you afraid of?" The middle-aged male ghost was at a loss.

"No, it's not me who found it, it was the master of metaphysics in the live broadcast room who saw it."

Xiao Wang raised his phone tremblingly.

The middle-aged male ghost looked closely and found Su Chen sitting in the live broadcast room.

He was really a fortune teller? !

But aren't these all charlatans?

He could actually see him.

But since he could see him, he must be a real master.

"Master, hello." The middle-aged male ghost nodded and saluted Su Chen in awe.

Su Chen nodded.

He is a sensible person.

"Tell me, why did you suddenly appear here?"

Su Chen glanced at the other person calmly.

"What's so sudden?"

"I waited until everyone in the company had left and came out after dark."

Middle-aged male ghost: Who knew that someone would come to work overtime so late.

[Did I see it right? I actually saw grievance on the male ghost's face? ]

[The anchor asked him to come out, and he came out. This ghost is quite easy to talk to. ]

[I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it or not. With such heavy dark circles under the eyes, will you also be sleep deprived as a ghost? ]

[Uh, this touched my blind spot in knowledge. Ghosts should not need to sleep.]

[.]

While netizens were discussing it.

Xiao Wang spoke up, "Then why did you turn on my computer?"

"Oh, this, because this is my seat."

"What nonsense? This is my workstation..."

Xiao Wang: There are people fighting for the workstation. Why do I have to work in the underworld?

"I didn't say anything wrong. To be precise, it should be my former workstation." The middle-aged male ghost said anxiously.

After Ren Tiandao said this, everyone in the live broadcast room was silent for a second.

Then it exploded completely!

[Did I hear it right? He said his position? ]

[So, the previous owner of this workstation died? ]

[Why was he wandering around the company? Was he killed in the office? ]

[Murder? Call the police!!!]

Just when everyone was speculating, some new keyboard warriors came.

[What's there to be afraid of? It's just a trick of putting on makeup in advance.]

[That's right, ghosts are so easy to talk to, and there is no evil spirit or black fog. They are no different from humans.]

[I suspect it's a script. It's just because some people want to see ghosts, and the anchor made it for traffic.]

[Under the banner of a master of metaphysics, he is a liar.]

[I also think that three ghosts come in one night. This luck is enough to buy lottery tickets?]

On the other side.

"Manager, do you want to clean up these black fans?" Xiao Xu.

"No, it's a good thing to have black fans spraying, so that more people can watch."

Manager Huang himself does this. Live broadcasts need people to argue back and forth, so that traffic is high.

Chapter 30 The working soul of the working people!

2024-09-26 12:31:26 Author: Youzi Huangle

The old fans in the live broadcast room don’t care about these.

[Enough of you trolls, you don’t have to watch if you don’t want to, no one asked you to watch. ]

[That’s right, where did the dog bark? Do you think we don’t exist? ]

[Argumentative people, I advise you not to mess with me, I am a fan circle. ]

[I am a big fan of the star in the circle, don’t mess with me, I will hang people and whip their corpses. ]