Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

The next day, as soon as An Yan started the live broadcast, a group of fans who had been waiting for a long time poured in.

{Good morning anchor, what are you going to show us today? }

{Ancestor, do you want to show us some new skills today, hahaha}

{I always feel that behind the anchor there is an editor with an annual salary of one million. }

In the middle of a lively chat, An Yan suddenly received a request for continuous wheat. She glanced at it and found that the ID was [Little Black Cat Who Loves Coquettishness].

An Yan hurriedly agreed, and just as the camera popped out, Su Rui's excited voice almost burst An Yan's eardrums.

"Anchor Yanyan, I, I really found my aunt!" Su Rui was standing in a yard at this time, with an old woman who looked somewhat similar to her standing next to her.

"What? Found it so quickly?" An Yan was surprised, and then she felt happy for her, "Great, your grandma should be relieved now."

"Yes, Anchor Yanyan, thank my ancestor for me. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have been able to find my aunt right away."

Su Rui's voice was a little hoarse, and she choked with sobs as she expressed her gratitude again, "I will take my aunt home to see my grandma first, and then I will come here to thank my ancestor."

She bowed towards the camera, and the moment she bent down, the almond tree behind her was revealed, and then she quickly turned off the camera.

Everyone in the live broadcast room had question marks on their faces, and their screens were refreshed one after another.

{Anchor, was that your fan just now? Why did the words mean that the ancestor helped her find her relatives? }

{Oh, you newbie, you don’t know. Yesterday, that person asked for help in the live broadcast room. I saw it. It seems that the ancestor really helped her find her relatives. }

{This must be a scam. This ID looks familiar. I often see her giving gifts to anchors in the live broadcast room. }

{That’s right, nowadays there are all kinds of scripts to attract people’s attention, and I just came out of the script next door, “Pretend to have a baby.” }

The fans in the live broadcast room were divided into two waves. One wave was on An Yan's side and felt that she would not lie to others. The other wave insisted that An Yan's role was a script and had been arranged for her to act.

An Yan looked at the noisy crowd with a wry smile. Just when she was about to speak out to stop everyone, a fan with the ID name [Jingle Bells] suddenly posted a comment of several hundred words in the comment area.

{It’s so scary. Everyone, please hug me. After I received the talisman from the anchor this morning, I hung it around my neck. Then guess what happened to me? }

{After class, my classmates and I went to eat across from the school. When we were crossing the street, a car hit me and flew me into the air and then fell down. But I was fine! ! }

{My classmate said that he saw a white light shining on me with his own eyes. The point is, when I picked up the talisman, it turned into a blank piece of paper! ! ! No matter what, I must thank my ancestor and the anchor!}

The comment instantly grabbed the attention of all fans, who immediately had a new topic to discuss.

{Isn’t it? Another one? }

{I don’t think it’s possible for anyone to curse themselves for getting into a car accident. If it’s true, then it’s too much. }

{It’s my turn, let me tell you something. I’m so excited. Didn’t I help my grandma draw a magic talisman? When I arrived today, I hung it up for her. Do you know what the result was? }

{Come on, stop talking nonsense, let me see what story you can make up. }

{I will just watch quietly without saying anything, and you can continue. }

{My grandma has been bedridden for a long time. After putting the magic talisman on her, she was able to walk. This is so amazing. Even TV dramas wouldn’t dare to act like this. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have thought of it. Never agree to it. }

{...Why is this excuse getting more and more outrageous? You don’t even believe it when you say it. Do you think we will believe it? }

{I don’t care if you believe it or not, anyway, I am very grateful to my ancestor and the host. I decided to offer my ancestor three sticks of incense in the morning and evening. }

{Pfft, the one upstairs is so cool. The ancestor is still alive, so you can worship him. }

Anyan:......

I thank you on behalf of my ancestor!

{Oh my God, after you said that, I quickly turned out the magic talisman and put it on. I thought it was just for fun, and I don’t know where I threw it. }

{Me too, I won’t say any more and went to find a courier. }

An Yan saw everyone talking more and more outrageously and quickly stopped her, "Okay, okay, everyone, please stop arguing. The magic talisman is just a little thought of mine. You don't need to pay too much attention to it. It's just to keep you safe."

{Woo, I want it too. Host, why don’t you beg the ancestor again. }

{Yes, they don’t believe me, I believe it. I have been married for seven or eight years and still have no children. Can you help me ask my ancestor if he has a child-seeking talisman? }

An Yan looked at everyone's comments with some embarrassment. Just when she was debating whether to go to the ancestor, An Wu walked towards her with his hands behind his back.

"Yanyan, are you broadcasting live?" Anwu held one hand behind his back and stroked his beard with the other. He had just received several points of contribution points, so he knew someone must have used the magic talisman, so he came over to take a look.

An Yan's eyes lit up when she saw him coming over, "Ancestor, everyone wants to get some more talismans."

"Someone has already used it," An Wu smiled mysteriously, but what he said made An Yan and everyone in the live broadcast room stunned.

{Damn it, how did the ancestor know? }

{Watch the live broadcast, you are stupid. }

{I don’t even believe this if it’s not a script. }

{Whether it's a script or not, I just want to ask for Zhang Lingfu, can't I just ask for psychological comfort? I would rather believe it is true. }

{Yeah, me too, anchor Yanyan, please help us beg our ancestor. }

An Yan bit her lower lip in embarrassment. If this magic talisman is as easy to use as everyone said, I wonder if it will have any impact on the ancestor's body. Drawing the talisman on TV is very energy-consuming.

"What's wrong, Yanyan?" Seeing Anyan's embarrassment, Anwu glanced at the phone screen and immediately saw everyone's comments.

He laughed and said, "Isn't this simple? When I have time, I will draw another thousand or eight hundred pictures for you."

{Wow, the ancestor is still so majestic, the ancestor is mighty. }

{I will kowtow to you one thousand and eight hundred times first. Remember to give me one when the time comes. }

An Yan watched in amusement as everyone turned from disbelief to flattery, thinking that it was the ancestor who was more charming.

Suddenly, Yuan Kong came over with a group of people, "Auntie, these people said they are here to find you."

"Looking for me?" An Yan looked at these people in confusion. She didn't know any of them?

"Hello, we are from Qingling Live Broadcasting Company. Are you the anchor Yanyan?"