The system makes me a licking dog

Now Ning Yuan's noble class is a small swordsman.

He has almost no privileges, except that he can change the color of the font.

The red barrage sent by Ning Yuan floated by.

Looking at the two banknote guns, Zheng Jun was stunned for several seconds.

Didn't it mean that no one watched this live broadcast?

Didn't it mean that this young lady's live broadcast room is full of poor people?

How could someone have swiped two banknote guns so decisively?

This is 600 yuan.

Zheng Jun, who wanted to pick up the leak, looked at the two gifts and had the idea of ​​shrinking back.

He has been feeling sorry for the recharge lord for several months, and if he spends another few hundred yuan, it will kill him.

However, for such a simple and beautiful anchor, Zheng Jun felt that this was his chance.

If you don't grasp it yourself, you will definitely be grasped by others.

Ning Yuan leaned on the sofa and continued typing.

"Why hesitate? No money?"

Zheng Jun is just the manager of a small company, and his son only costs tens of thousands of yuan a month.

If the money is used in daily life, there is no problem.

On the Internet, his little salary can't afford two splashes.

"Boss, we were wrong, we didn't mean to drive you away just now!"

"Six hundred directly! How arrogant!"

"Our little sister Ruoruo has also waited for a boss."

The few remaining people in Ruoruo's live broadcast room got excited when they saw someone brushing gifts.

And when they saw that the one who brushed the gifts was the person they were just trying to drive away.

They sent bullet screens one after another to persuade them to stay, and at the same time they did not forget to diss Chen Jun.

"What's the matter with this guy named Jun? Didn't he just keep saying he wanted to help our family Ruoruo? Why aren't you talking now?!"

"It's okay if you don't talk, at least get some gifts!"

"It turned out to be just someone who likes to play tricks."

Chen Jun watched all the bullet screens spraying himself, his self-esteem told him that he must not just be so cowardly!

"One by one, the two lowest nobles are not willing to act as people, and you even mocked me, the dignified lord noble!"

"Isn't it just 600 yuan? Who doesn't have it! Let me tell you that I have millions of dollars every minute, and I click the screen if hundreds of dollars are not worth it!"

Chen Jun's barrage is golden.

"Then you should use it!" Ning Yuan typed and urged, "What's the use of the bullet screen!"

Ning Yuan enjoyed this feeling very much at the moment.

Frying fish in a live broadcast room where there are not many people, and these people have obviously never seen the world, is simply refreshing.

Xiaomi La and Ruoruo belong to the same guild.

The live pk this time was also held by their guild.

The original purpose was to flatter Ruoruo, after all, it would not be long to get along with a female anchor like Mi La who relies on edge and technology.

He Ruoruo is a top student in the vocal music department. If He Ruoruo can be promoted, the guild will have another pillar.

Of course, Xiaomi La knew the purpose of the guild, which was to help He Ruoruo drain traffic.

She was very upset.

As the first batch of veteran anchors to join the guild, Xiaomi has made a lot of money for the guild in the past two years.

Now to be kicked away, she wants revenge.

The route created by the guild for He Ruoruo is the pure goddess route.

Pure?

See how I clean up you!

According to the arrangement of the guild, Mi Lai will win this pk, but she will use punishment means during the pk to let He Ruoruo show her singing voice.

So according to the setting, He Ruoruo needs to sing if he loses the pk in the first stage.

Mi La, who originally thought she would win, was very upset when she saw that someone directly gave He Ruoruo six hundred gifts.

'It must be done with the help of the guild!I don't want her to lose too badly! '

Thinking of this, Mi La felt even more jealous.

This time, the firepower of He Ruoruo's live broadcast room increased by another two hundred.

"Brother Jun!"

The first nickname given to He Ruoruo as a gift, Mi La didn't see it clearly.

But this second person, she can see clearly.

Brother Jun is a die-hard fan of Xiaomi Spicy live broadcast room, and has been renewing the lord nobles in her live broadcast room all these years.

Now he actually ran to He Ruoruo's live broadcast room, and directly swiped two hundred!

Mi La resisted the unhappiness in her heart, and continued to call the big brothers in her live broadcast room to buy gifts.

"The first stage of pk is coming to an end, brothers, don't you want to watch the opposite anchor dance hot dance?

She is following the route of the pure royal sister, and has never danced before, but if she loses today, I will let her dance for everyone to see! "

Xiaomi stood up on purpose, lay down in front of the table, lowered her waist, and raised her hips.

Matching the clothes Xiaomi La wore today, her whole movement was quite edge-to-edge.

Mi La knows how to live broadcast.

Her actions, in line with what she just said, directly attracted the interest of hundreds of single craftsmen in the live broadcast room.

“The millet spicy is really generous!”

"And he understands us very well! This wave must be won by Xiaomi!"

"If you have a gift, don't hide it, just brush it up!"

"That's right, we want to watch that innocent anchor dance! Let's go with the gift!"

Barrages floated by.

All kinds of gifts began to go crazy in Mi La's live broadcast room.

In just a few seconds, the firepower of Xiaomi Mi Li's live broadcast room reached [-].

Throw He Ruoruo away again.

On the other hand, it was just now in the live broadcast room of He Ruoruo.

Chen Jun really couldn't bear the ridicule of everyone.

"Fuck, who are you saying has no money! Isn't it just two money guns? It's only a few hundred yuan! I also buy gifts!"

After Zheng Jun finished typing, he directly swiped two magic books.

A dozen or so viewers in He Ruoruo's live broadcast room looked at Chen Jun's gifts.

Are silent.

This wave, it is true that Galen is endless, silent and critical.

"As a little transparent, I shouldn't have said anything. But, Brother Jun, you are so high-key, is that all?"