No, is this yellow-haired girl’s mental state really normal?

Ye Qing nodded perfunctorily: "Ah, yes, yes! You are Zhen Huan..."

Chen Jiaojiao curled her lips, then turned and left. She wanted to put the recorded video online!

The newly moved computer started up quickly, Ye Qingqing quickly started the live broadcast, and then checked in successfully.

However, because her previous two live broadcasts were at around [-]pm, this time it was suddenly changed to [-]pm without any advance notice or notice.

In addition, the company intentionally limited the flow, so there were not many people in the live broadcast room at the beginning.

The people who swiped in were all people who had followed her account before, and they checked in and out several times before asking questions.

"What's going on? Did I read that correctly? Isn't this the moneyless sister?"

"This sister doesn't act according to common sense! Why did she suddenly change the live broadcast time?"

"Damn it! I'm at work, just watching videos for a while! There are only a few dozen people in the live broadcast room?"

As soon as there were a few comments, someone directly swiped a rocket over, and then rushed to leave a message: "Haha, Brother Pong is mine now! No money sister, I want to lose wheat!"

If there are few people competing, it means being small!

A rocket can actually become a big brother to a poor sister!

At this time, new people kept pouring into the live broadcast room. Brother Pang was a little anxious: "Hurry up! What are the anchors doing?"

Ye Qingqing ordered Lianmai nonchalantly, and then preemptively said: "Please tell your story. The number of words is required to be no less than [-] words, the language is fluent, the content is positive, and there is a focused and distinct theme..."

Lian Mai was a little girl. She was stunned for a long time before she said anxiously: "You, how can you bully others! I didn't even write eight hundred words in my college entrance examination essay. Why do you have so many demands for spending money on gifts?"

In fact, Ye Qingqing's idea is very simple. If she can listen to an [-]-word speech for half an hour, then she can fish openly for half an hour...

The comment section started cheerfully.

"Sister No Money is planning to become a Chinese teacher today!"

"Haha, laugh to death, eight hundred words..."

"When I heard this, my hand that was used to brush the gifts withdrew..."

Ye Qingqing subconsciously wanted to touch the melon seeds, only to realize that she was in the company's live broadcast room. She coughed twice, which was slightly unaccustomed to her: "Then sing a song for me..."

"Hahaha, this is the first time I saw an anchor asking Pong Yi to sing?"

"Is the order reversed? Who is Pong Yi?"

"Sister Moneyless, do you dislike the fact that this little girl doesn't give you enough gifts?"

"Yes, isn't this a typical case of hating the poor and loving the rich?"

Seeing this sentence, Ye Qingqing was not happy. She tapped the screen: "Am I that kind of person? Every cent is love, every cent is love! I just want to get closer to my fans! What's wrong with me?"

The little girl said at the right time: "Then sing a song for me..."

Ye Qingqing: "..."

"Think of what I just said. I dislike the poor and love the rich, so I am not a good person..."

I just didn't expect that the little girl who had not received much beating from society would burst into tears!

"Wow, you are the only anchor I follow on the entire network! And you asked me to write an essay!"

“I saved the money for gifts from my meal money!”

"I really want to cry. I haven't eaten properly for two mornings..."

This little girl's voice sounded too childish, and her crying was unbearable. People in the comment section were filled with indignation, accusing Ye Qingqing of being too ruthless.

"Oh my god, is this anchor's heart made of steel? He's so cruel!"

"The food squeezed out of the little girl's mouth!"

"You're bullying people! Get out of the way, host, and I'll sing!"

Ye gently pressed down the tears at the corners of her eyes, and sadly thought of her miserable past life. Before she received this incredible wealth, she didn't even dare to add eggs to her pancakes and fruits for breakfast, and she sold the spicy skin to the stalls herself. The main processing, how many supercilious looks have I received for this!

But now, she is on her way! Thousands of migrant workers are the epitome of her past!

No, she can't let them be deprived of material resources and not be satisfied in their spiritual world at the same time!

"Okay, I'll sing!"

After saying this, Ye Qingqing felt that her image suddenly grew taller, and even shone with a dazzling light...

"Wipe, why do my eyes suddenly hurt? What stung my eyes!"

"That's the light upstairs!"

"What should I do? I really want to cry! The anchor is not useless! Stop scolding her! Come scold me! I'm crazy, I'm not afraid!"

Ye gently stretched out his arms, raised his chin at a [-]-degree angle, looked at the camera with a scornful expression, and lightly opened his red lips...

The live broadcast room was silent for a moment, and all we could do was wait for the music to start.

Familiar yet unfamiliar rhythms and a female voice like a demonic beast suddenly filled the live broadcast room.

"I don't have K, I don't have K, I don't have K, I don't have K..."

"Don't slip biu, don't slip biu..."

"Dinosaurs carry wolves, wolves carry them, dinosaurs carry wolves, they carry wolves..."

After singing, Ye Qingqing was sweating all over her body. She took a big gulp of a glass of water, then gasped and smiled slightly: "No need to give gifts, after all, your pancakes don't add eggs..."

"No, what is this?"

"What is this song about? I really want to hit someone!"

"Put on the dishwashing liquid and pour a hundred pounds of it on the host!"

"It's so oily, I'm already wet..."

"I take back what I just said, you guys go ahead and scold the host! She is mentally ill, I am not!"

Only the little girl next to her smiled sweetly: "It sounds so good, I also want to save money to buy gifts for the anchor!"

Ye Qingqing quickly stopped her: "Little girl, listen to my sister, now is the time for you to grow taller. You must have a good breakfast. You must add eggs to pancakes to grow taller!"

The little girl was moved and said: "I eat steak, shrimp porridge and occasionally foie gras in the morning. It turns out that eating eggs makes me grow taller. No wonder I'm only [-] meters tall..."

what?

What is she saying?

steak? Foie gras? Shrimp porridge?

Ye Qingqing's eyes widened: "Aren't you talking about the money you squeezed out of breakfast?"

The little girl said kindly: "Yes, I haven't eaten foie gras for two days, just to give you a gift!"

Ah!Damn capitalism!

Ye Qingqing pinched the wheat with an expressionless expression: "The wheat streak is over, everyone is free to express themselves. I will only read comments with more than [-] words!"

After saying that, she picked up her mobile phone and played a game, and put the camera on a piece of cloth...

Everyone’s screens turned into Mickey’s big eyes…

"What kind of anchor is this? He's rebelling! Are you still in charge?"

"By the way, does this anchor specialize in killing little girls? Yesterday's Pong Yi was also a little girl!"

"The world is getting worse! Today's young people are a little bit crazy. I understand..."

Despite the lively discussion in the live broadcast room, and some people even started to reward the host, Ye Qingqing concentrated on playing the game.

"Warning, warning! If there is no interaction in the live broadcast room for a long time, the live broadcast will be banned for ten minutes. If you violate the rules again, you may be subject to upgraded penalties!"

Li Chengquan rushed from the backstage to Ye Qingqing's live broadcast room, great! Finally he found a reason!

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