Hiking live broadcast: the start was targeted by the anti-counterfeiting team

He felt his lungs burning and his heart beating at least a hundred and twelve.

The rest of the anti-counterfeit anchors were not much better. Seeing this, two people dismissed them in one go and sat down.

Among them is the crackdown on counterfeit salted fish.

He took out the water and poured most of the bottle into his mouth, before explaining to the audience in the live broadcast room with a bitter face:

"Brothers, it's not that I don't live up to expectations. Everyone has also seen that Lin Shen's physical strength can win the championship in a marathon. I'm an ordinary person. I can't compare, I can't compare..."

However, such an explanation did not satisfy the audience in the live broadcast room.

Many people swiped the barrage, asking him to continue chasing him.

Xianyu said a few more words about cracking down on counterfeiting, and found that many people deleted the brand at the beginning, and was shocked.

He gritted his teeth and stood up, limping and chasing after Lin Chen who had gone far away.

There is no way, this is what the fake anchor eats.

It's also walking, but naturally it's half a class lower than the real hiking anchor.

Many viewers entered the live broadcast room of the anti-counterfeiting anchor.

In fact, I just want to see how my favorite hiking anchor is hiking from another perspective.

There is no feeling at all for cracking down on fake anchors.

Like the current situation.

Not only will the audience not sympathize with the crackdown on fake anchors.

On the contrary, there is impatience, or a bad taste of pranking people.

Urge it to continue on the road.

The anti-fake anchor also knows the nature of his live broadcast.

Some people really couldn't hold on, and gave up immediately.

Some people grit their teeth and persevere in order to make money.

Tired is tiring, it is better than moving bricks on the construction site.

In a sense, the live broadcast does support many people who do not have any skills in reality.

Can't talk about right or wrong, I can only say that this is a product of the times.

Lin Chen's live broadcast room.

Countless viewers saw through the camera that the anti-counterfeiting team behind them was getting further and further away, and some people couldn't hold on.

Many people are gloating.

[These anti-counterfeit anchors are not good one by one, they are not as good as Da Song! 】

[That is, Da Song was walking forward with a heavy load, and they held up a selfie stick, and all the big men collapsed from exhaustion, nothing! 】

[Upstairs is enough, is it impossible to pass the stalk of moving forward with a load? 】

[I don't have two brushes, but I still want to rub my Lin Shen's popularity, aren't you looking for abuse? 】

【…】

slowly.

The barrage began to decrease.

It's not because the popularity of Lin Chen's live broadcast room has decreased.

It was because Lin Chen suddenly let the live broadcast mobile phone fly into the air about ten meters above the ground.

The camera is tilted slightly, bringing him and the surrounding scenery into the shot.

The stunningly beautiful scenery catches everyone's eyes.

On the edge of the shot are towering and desolate mountains.

Above is a slightly gray sky.

Below is a large grassland and a meandering stream.

A herd of yaks grazing with their heads bowed.

A Xichuan boy who is bored and sits on the grass and guards the yaks.

Tall and golden ginkgo trees on the side of the road.

A house full of Nishikawa characteristics.

Walls made of cow dung.

Cyclist on a mountain bike.

A vehicle that travels slowly.

The lone traveler backpacking...

Everything is included in one picture.

Combined into a harmonious and fascinating dynamic picture.

Suddenly, a little raindrops fell from the sky.

The tranquility was broken.

Wet the world and everything.

Immediately, it got bigger and bigger.

The sky darkened.

In the live broadcast room, there were a lot of bullet screens such as [Fuck] [It's raining] [Lin Shen ran].

however.

Lin Chen, who was drenched by the rain, was slightly stunned, but he didn't lose his mind, nor did he quicken his pace.

He walked in the rain and laughed.

His fingers suddenly flicked lightly on the guitar strings.

A slightly low-pitched singing voice, caught in the sound of wind and rain, spread into the live broadcast room far away.

"A car is coming after the rain, driving through the pale twilight..."

"The old iron sheet goes west, and the lover is gone..."

As the singing sounded, the fast-rolling barrage suddenly fell silent.

This time, Lin Chen did not use the animal taming technique.

But it is so touching.

Let the originally impatient hearts of many audiences quickly become peaceful.

Countless people are immersed in the artistic conception of the song, immersed in the beautiful picture of Lin Chen singing despite the wind and rain.

Vehicles speeding up quickly passed by Lin Chen, splashing water.

"Just grow old, don't wake up alone..."

"You want to leave, but there is nowhere to stop..."

"..."

"No matter how meaningless I feel, I think I understand..."

"The place where the dream collapsed is now covered with... green... moss..."

After 4 minutes, a song was sung, and the raindrops just stopped.

This is the sky in Xichuan, where the rain often comes and goes quickly.

The dazzling sun's rays suddenly pierced the darkness.

Shine the earth again.

It shines on a man who is soaking wet but calmly strumming and singing.

A huge rainbow rainbow appeared in the midair of the grass beside the road.

The live broadcast mobile phone slowly descended and came in front of Lin Chen.

Lin Chen, whose head and face were covered with rain, showed a gentle and bright smile to the audience in the live broadcast room:

"This is Xichuan."

"This is a photographer's paradise."

"Welcome everyone, Old Capital Bridge."

Chapter 68 The Murderer Always Returns to the Scene of the Crime

[Fuck, fuck, fuck! ! ! 】

[Awesome, awesome, awesome! ! ! ! 】

[I have no culture!I have no culture!I have no culture! 】

[The absolute son, Lin Shen's eternal absolute son! 】

[Explosion!The barrage with a limited number of words can no longer describe my mood at the moment! 】

【Too shocking!This song may not be the best quality of all Lin Shen's songs, but in this scene, it is definitely the best! 】

[Large-scale live MV live version, the moment the rainbow appeared, my whole body got goosebumps! 】

[Take the heaven and the earth as the stage, and everything as the background, sing in the rainstorm, and see the light in the darkness!Just ask the entire music circle, but also!have!who! 】

[Fuck, the cultural person upstairs! 】

[Totally convinced, how much inventory does Lin Shen have in his stomach? He sang it casually, and it's a classic on the list! 】

[Lin Shen, what's the name of this song? 】

[I want to edit, I want to repost, just over four minutes ago, just cut it, it is a perfect MV, even the sound of wind and rain in the singing is indispensable! 】

【…】

At the same time, from the cheapest roses, to small sunglasses, to Ferris wheels, to sports cars, to rockets, to carnivals.

All kinds of gifts are flying all over the sky in the live broadcast room, it's overwhelming!

Sister Xi of the Demon City, smart since she was a child, Brother Yuanhang, Brother Huangcheng, God descended to earth...

in the live room.

Local tyrants, big and small, and even some local tyrants who were lurking in the live broadcast room but never spoke, all sent out rockets and carnivals one after another.

Lin Chen's live broadcast room ushered in an unprecedented explosion of gifts.

this moment.

Many Fengyin platform anchors who heard the news came to observe secretly.

Seeing this scene, my teeth are almost sour.

Many big anchors even discovered that among the people who gave gifts, there were local tyrants who resident in their live broadcast room!

Among them is a female local tyrant!

A lot of small money that should have been used in my live broadcast room is gone!

This is very uncomfortable, I want to vomit blood!

However, Lin Chen couldn't be blamed for this.

Because Lin Chen was doing his own show from the beginning to the end, and he didn't do anything.

It was the local tyrant who quietly went over by herself and bought gifts.

There is no way to put the hat of stealing a local tyrant on his head.

A more broad-minded anchor can only sigh with emotion that this guy is so awesome, no wonder he can suddenly become popular, there are indeed a hundred million things.

Narrow-minded, the phone screen was almost crushed, his face was distorted, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at Lin Chen on the screen.