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"His certification is: the founder of Blue Ocean Capital, the director of Xinghua Group, and the director of Diding Technology Co., Ltd."

"It's amazing, this anchor is also very beautiful."

"You don't have to trust the conscience of the chaebols, but you must trust their vision."

"The one on Weibo is indeed very powerful, but is it possible that this big brother is imitating others?"

"It's possible it was an imitation, but the odds are slim."

"It's not beneficial to imitate like this, because just one emperor can fill various cups on the live broadcast platform. Imitating others is easy to offend people, and others can be exposed as long as they post a Weibo."

"Isn't elder brother right here? Brother, say something."

Li Wenhao naturally noticed the curious question of the barrage, but he naturally would not explain it.

He just wants to use the curiosity of netizens to create enthusiasm, so that he can achieve the purpose of attracting Song Qianwen without doing anything.

This is also the reason why Li Wenhao didn't go directly to Weibo to promote her directly.

Because the purpose of doing so is too strong, others will know it is drainage at a glance.

This will instead arouse the rebellious psychology of others, which is far better than taking advantage of other people's curiosity.

Soon, after the publicity of netizens, the popularity of Song Qianwen's live broadcast room became more and more popular.

This also triggered the catfish effect, and the platform gave more and more pushes that day.

As for whether he can make good use of this wave of traffic, it depends on Song Qianwen's ability.

He didn't watch the live broadcast very much this time, because it wasn't interesting to watch, and it made him feel uncomfortable.

It's better to let Song Qianwen dance for herself in the future, and then I can watch some things that cost money.

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Tonight, Wu Yuyue was still live broadcasting as usual, and her live broadcast was going well during this time.

Because the board she is in is in Two-dimensional, although there are occasional people with other purposes, most of the people watching here are nerds.

If these nerds can make tens of thousands of yuan for a hand, they naturally don't care about sending a few hundred yuan to watch a house dance occasionally.

So Wu Yuyue lived happily ever after.

But one thing that makes her unhappy is that her dark history is always mentioned and edited.

In the end, some "big brothers" in the live broadcast room followed suit and asked her to do a squat to give gifts.

But she refused, because now she is very confident.

Just as she was chatting with the audience, the rhythm of the barrage suddenly changed.

In fact, she didn't need to be reminded by the audience, she also noticed the push of the site-wide banner on the top.

Seeing this nightmare-like name, Wu Yuyue pulled her fist, then continued to chat with the audience with a smile, as if she would not be disturbed.

But as more and more viewers began to follow, she could only reply with a smile: "Hehe, it seems that someone is going to be unlucky again. It really is a pervert."

Who knew that after she finished speaking, someone in the barrage punctured her last bit of luck:

"It's wrong, it's just that you are unlucky, the anchor must hold on."

"Anchor, he didn't ask that anchor to do squats, and now the Rockets are still sending them out."

"He also activated the emperor for that anchor. When he was here last time, he deliberately quit and activated a king before coming in."

Seeing these bullet screens uncovering her scars one by one, Wu Yuyue clenched her fists tightly: "Hehe, brothers, I'll go to the bathroom first, wait a minute."

She then picked up her phone and disappeared in front of the camera.

With the toilet lid closed, Wu Yuyue entered Song Qianwen's live broadcast room and observed secretly.

When she found out that the truth was just as the barrage said, she was so angry that her chest hurt, and she stomped on the floor with her little feet covered in white silk: "Pervert! I've never seen such a pervert."

Suddenly, she noticed that someone mentioned this 'perverted' Weibo in the barrage, so she immediately cut out and searched: "Let me see who you are, don't let me see you, or..."

With resentment, she followed the clues to check...

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Li Wenhao, who had no idea that he was being hated, was currently holding his mobile phone, reading the message sent by Huang Yunting: The fruit is delicious, thank you.

He ordered the fruit from the school supermarket, so he ordered someone to deliver some to Huang Yunting.

Li Wenhao: Well, if you can’t finish eating, you can share some with your roommates.

At this moment in Huang Yunting's dormitory, her roommate Ma Xiaoyu was stuffing fruit into her mouth and crying, "Woooo, Tingting, you treacherous woman, you don't talk about martial arts."

"Okay, okay, eating can't stop your mouth."

Next to her, Huang Yunting just looked at her helplessly, as did the other two roommates.

Ever since it was reported that Huang Yunting and Li Wenhao were walking together, every time Ma Xiaoyu saw the gift that Li Wenhao gave Huang Yunting, she always reacted like this.

After all, when school just started, Ma Xiaoyu was the first to 'tick' Li Wenhao, and asked him if he could give artificial respiration.

But now the 'husband' has become a 'brother-in-law', thinking about it makes her mentally collapse.

Of course, Huang Yunting couldn't be blamed for this, she also had a crush on Li Wenhao back then.

And it was she who asked Chen Xuan to inquire about the news, and even for the sake of 'fair competition', she even took Ma Xiaoyu to run together by chance.

It's just that Ma Xiaoyu gradually couldn't get out of bed because she was too lazy, which also led to the rapid development of the relationship between her and Li Wenhao.

But what troubles her is that although the relationship between the two seems to be very good, Li Wenhao has never expressed anything, except for a little ambiguity occasionally.

This also made her a little anxious, wondering if she should take the initiative.

So at that time in the stairwell, she actually heard that Li Wenhao was joking.

But at that time, she felt that the opportunity was hard-won, so it was better to make the mistake and make the mistake, so that she would have the following behavior.

Facts have proved that her choice is correct, women chasing men, it's really just a layer of gauze.

Thinking of this in her heart, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she replied to the message.

Ma Xiaoyu naturally noticed Huang Yunting's smile, and seeing her holding the phone, she cried even louder.

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Chapter 180 Shooting

In front of a leisure club in Jingyuan District, a convoy came from the end of the road, and then stopped at the door smoothly.

When the staff saw this battle, they immediately greeted them enthusiastically.

"President Li, we're here."

Zhang Yuan's words interrupted Li Wenhao's meditation.

"Ah."

After Li Wenhao opened the car door, the car door was automatically opened by the service personnel.

"I have an appointment, my surname is Wang."

The reason why Li Wenhao appeared here today was because of Wang Mingyue.

In the WeChat message, Wang Ming just said to invite him out to play and exchange feelings, but Li Wenhao didn't quite believe it.

"Okay, Mr. Li, please follow me."

This is a relatively high-end leisure club, which has both sports and leisure functions. The main items include bowling, archery, swimming and fitness, spa and so on.

The service staff has already been familiar with the guests who have made reservations during this time period, and Wang Ming has also explained it.

Under the leadership of the service staff, several people walked through the wide and bright lobby, took the elevator and went down to the basement floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Li Wenhao immediately heard the sound of 'pang, pang, pang', and there was still a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air.

This is a shooting range. Due to sound insulation and other reasons, it can only be built underground.

Under the leadership of the service staff, Li Wenhao soon met Wang Ming.

At this time, he was standing in front of a shooting position, holding a pistol in both hands, with a focused expression.

Seeing that the waiter was about to speak out, Li Wenhao waved his hand, signaling him to wait a while.

I saw Wang Ming staring at the target in front of him intently, and then pulled the trigger one after another.

Li Wenhao also noticed that besides a security officer wearing earmuffs, there was also a beautiful woman with an internet celebrity face standing behind him.

Originally, he thought he was here to talk about things, so he came here by himself.

Looking at it like this, he didn't really ask himself to come out to play, did he?

After thinking about it, he took out his phone and sent Song Qianwen a message.

Now that everyone else is still in class, they can only call her over.

Waiting for the sound of the pistol hanging up, Wang Ming looked at the number of rings on the screen next to him, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Mr. Wang, Mr. Li is here."

Hearing the voice, Wang Ming turned his head and looked over: "Brother, you are here."

"Is it just you?" Then, he noticed that there was only one service person following Li Wenhao.

Seeing this, Li Wenhao shrugged: "I come from the company."

The subtext of this sentence is: I am not like you, I play every day.

"Hey, it's okay, let's play with some men today." Wang Ming pointed to the pistol stuck on the chain: "That's it, can you play?"

Wang Ming stayed abroad for several years and played with various types of guns, which can be regarded as one of his hobbies.

"I played it a long time ago, but I'm not very familiar with it now." Only Li Wenhao himself knows what this "long time" means.

"That's fine." Said, Wang Ming waved to the waiter.

Soon, two other people were brought over.

Each of them held a gun in their hands. Li Wenhao glanced at it, but didn't recognize the model.

The other person is holding the bullet, keeping the bullet separated.

This is because the country is relatively strict in this regard, so there are more rules.

After they locked the gun on the chain and the magazine was loaded with bullets, the security officer said, "Mr. Li, it's all right, do you want to learn a little bit first?"

"Come directly."

"Okay, Mr. Li, this is a Beretta 87 semi-automatic pistol, and now there are 10 rounds of bullets in it. Its advantages are small recoil and high accuracy. It is more suitable for beginners to use."

The security officer took out a soundproof earmuff and handed it to Li Wenhao, and gave a brief introduction.

Li Wenhao put on the sound-proof earmuffs, then aimed the gun with both hands.

"Pong...pong...pong..."

After one magazine was used up, Li Wenhao looked at the screen next to him. At the target position of 10 meters, it can be seen that the bullets fell relatively scattered, and the first shot missed the target.

He didn't say anything, and signaled the security guard next to him to continue reloading.

Soon, the second magazine was loaded, this time faster than the last one.

But after the results came out, the ring number was higher than last time, reaching 96 rings.

"Sure, bro, you're making great progress." Wang Ming who was next to him glanced at the screen on his side and said.

"Hehe, I've played it before, so it's good to be familiar with it."

Li Wenhao was not surprised, because he had already discovered that the effect of his physical exercise was very significant, and this kind of shooting purely relying on the stability of his arms was even more so.

But he didn't want to shock the world, so he asked the security officer to adjust the target position to 20 meters before he started shooting.

It was not until half an hour later that Li Wenhao came down from the shooting position. After shooting for so long, his arm was a little numb from the shock.

You can see a pile of bullet casings falling on the ground, which is a lot of money at the price of domestic bullets.

But it doesn't matter, it's all Wang Ming's treat.

At this time, Song Qianwen had also arrived and was sitting on the rest chair behind.

Wang Ming next to her chatted with her from time to time, but it could be seen that she was a little at a loss.

Seeing Li Wenhao approaching, she quickly stood up and took his arm, feeling slightly relieved.