The starting system is awesome. Sorry, I am invincible.

Kyoto, Fashion Institute, indoor basketball court.

Xing Ba frantically promoted his goods.

White foam formed at the corners of his mouth.

After hard work, sales of 1 million were finally achieved.

He drank water when he was tired, took a break, and read the comments to interact with fans.

Leave a message in the live broadcast room, from Yishui

[Bazong v5]

【The arrogance of the boss】

Slowly some changes began to occur.

In the live broadcast room, someone made a start and set the pace.

"Fuck, I'm here to impress the college beauty. Who is this old man? This is so disgusting."

"He is the boss! You know what? The boss is giving benefits to fans. Why don't you bring some goods? If you don't buy them, get out."

"As a gift, after a long time of grinding, I will give you an Apple 13. You fools like me, go and see Caida's live broadcast room. It's just a show, no goods, and the gift is a BMW M8!"

"Is the BMW M8 real or fake? I'll go check it out."

Just one person's rhythm directly caused the Xingba live broadcast room to lose a million people.

The chrysanthemum tea in Xing Ba's mouth almost spurted out.

In the blink of an eye, 100 million online users were lost.

He has never encountered it before.

He waved his hand and asked Wang Miao to come up and replace him.

Xing Ba went to the backstage to check the real data.

At this time, the continuously beating sales in the background of the live broadcast room began to slow down, and even did not move for several minutes.

"Let's see what's going on at Caida. Send a BMW M8 as a gift? Are they crazy?"

Without saying anything, the assistant immediately clicked on Caida’s Douyin account.

In the live broadcast room, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes was interacting in front of the screen.

"Hey, hey, can everyone still hear me? Hey, hey, hey..."

The middle-aged man went to wipe the screen.

Xing Ba was angry, "What the hell is this? Are you trying to act stupid?"

He finished speaking for a moment.

The red envelope exploded on the screen.

Immediately afterwards, the live broadcast room was filled with excitement.

A boy who looked like a student ran up to the scene.

The boy is tall and elegant and wears a pair of glasses.

He raised his arms and shouted, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I won the lottery!!!"

He ran all the way to the stage and received a key.

Seeing this series of situations, Xing Ba's face turned green.

When he saw a familiar figure behind the middle-aged man, Sister Zhou.

Xing Ba spat, "Fuck, why did Sister Zhou go to cheer for that girl? This is a script! It's so damn shameless."

Xing Ba called Wang Miao down angrily.

He pulled off her coat and said, "I'll give you 2 minutes to change into a JK uniform and add black stockings. Remember, the stockings must have letters!"

Wang Miao was stunned: "Ba... Boss Ba... what do you mean?"

Xing Ba slapped me over and said, "Fuck, why did I sign a deal with a loser like you? You're just picking up the goods! Do you understand! You're going to screw me up today. What time is it now? You're only selling for 1 million." goods."

Wang Miao was slapped for the second time today.

People's spirits have begun to drift.

Xing Ba looked at the sales volume of 1 million in the background.

He took a deep breath and stepped in front of the camera.

Showing a friendly and harmless smile, "Family members, I just bought dozens more iPhone 13s for my family. Next, in my live broadcast room, I will smoke an iPhone 5 every 13 minutes. Moreover, I will invite, Our big internet celebrity Nana will perform her talents for everyone and sing a song by Jay Chou."

Having said that, millionaire internet celebrity Nana walked onto the stage.

Facing the camera, the performance began.

Xing Ba stood aside, willing to be a green leaf, and kept holding up the merchandise and the small blackboard.

While performing, bring goods at the same time.

Under such operations, the shaky number of people online has slowed down slightly.

Suddenly, someone in the live broadcast room left a message:

"Brothers, hurry up, hurry up, gather in Caida live broadcast room!"

"What happened? The front row is eating melon."

"Chou is here in person at Caida's live broadcast room! The local tycoon Qin Chuan reappears and binge-watches the customized version of the carnival! Brothers, the time has come to witness history."

In a word.

The number of people online at Xingba's end plummeted instantly.

Jay Chou was present in the live broadcast room to perform live.

In your little live broadcast room, there is only an Internet celebrity who has had plastic surgery and has a shaved face singing a cover song.

Only the devil wants to see it.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room suddenly dropped from more than 200 million to less than 100 million.

Then it fell below 50, 30, [-]...

The bell rang at 0 o'clock.

Xing Ba was completely confused.

He silently closed the live broadcast room of Fudan University.

Then he asked weakly, "What are the sales tonight?"

The whole place was dead silent.

No one answered. To be precise, no one dared to answer.

Xing Ba overturned the goods table and roared, "How much!!!"

The assistant returned tremblingly, "One hundred million...zero 90."

After everyone heard this, they all avoided Xing Ba's eyes, for fear that he would do something outrageous.

Everyone knows that tonight’s goal is 2 million.

If it is not reached, Xingba will make up the difference out of his own pocket.

The current situation is that Xing Ba has to shell out nearly [-] million.

No one will be angry if this matter is placed on him.

However, Xing Ba was unusually calm.

He slowly lifted up the table that he had overturned, and then waved to Wang Miao.

Wang Miao didn't dare to move, and finally her assistant pushed her.

She just took small steps and moved to Xing Ba.

"Ba... Boss Ba... I..."

Xing Ba stretched out his right hand and stroked Wang Miao's hair. "One hundred million, I, Xing Ba, can bear it."

Wang Miao was stunned when she heard this. She was even a little grateful to Xing Ba.

Before she could say anything, Xing Ba suddenly punched her.

Immediately afterwards, fists fell like raindrops, hitting Wang Miao.

"Fuck, fuck, you piece of trash, you're useless."

"Ba... please stop fighting. I know I was wrong..." Wang Miao begged in pain.

"Fuck, then you pay for it. If you fucking have money to pay, I'll stop!" Xing Ba showed no mercy and kept hitting hard.

The gambling agreement cost him [-] million, and his hard work for several years was in vain.

He needs a punching bag now.

The assistant suddenly reacted, stepped forward and hugged Xing Ba tightly, "Boss Ba, don't hit, don't hit."

Xing Ba was beating and struggling, "Why, even you want to rebel against me!"

The assistant was horrified and cried slightly, "Boss... your account's live broadcast has not been disabled, and it is still live broadcasting."

When Xing Ba heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He turned his head in fear and looked at his mobile phone on his side.

The live broadcast is still going on above.

The scene of him beating Wang Miao just now was broadcast live without reservation.

Suddenly, he felt like five thunders were striking his head, and his whole mind went blank.

"It's over... it's over... it's over..."

......

Kyoto, Finance University, in the auditorium.

It was already past midnight, and the onlookers were leaving one after another.

Sister Zhou and other internet celebrities also said goodbye one after another.

After Jay Chou finished singing, in order to avoid crowds and stampedes, he left through the back door first.

The huge auditorium gradually became quiet.

Su Xiaoyan still felt dizzy.

Things at night are simply not too dreamy.

She felt like it was a live show tailor-made for her.

In the end, the person who showered her with gifts was her boyfriend.

Su Xiaoyan realized something and quickly picked up her phone.

Dial Qinchuan's number.

After a short busy tone.

It is the opening melody of "Nocturne", played in the auditorium.

Su Xiaoyan was stunned and looked towards the direction where the sound came from.

With tears in his eyes, he murmured "Xiaochuan..."

Qin Chuan walked slowly into the auditorium. He smiled and opened his hands to greet Su Xiaoyan, who was running towards her.

Outside the Financial Auditorium, on the Mercedes-Benz S350.

Looking at Qin Chuan's leaving figure.

Xia Ying unconsciously held her coat in her arms.

Smell the remaining smell on it.

After a moment, she turned back and said, "Let's drive."