Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

Before being forced to shut down and restart, An Jing had only downloaded a live streaming software called "Longya" on her phone.

An Jing didn't care about this, because she didn't know which software was more popular anyway.

After completing the registration according to the software prompts, a black card suddenly appeared at her side.

"What is this?" An Jing picked up the card and took a look at it.

System: "Bank card, it is used for all purchases in the Mortal World."

An Jing raised her eyebrows: "I mean, why are you giving it to me now?"

Wasn’t something this important given to us at the very beginning?

Fortunately, the boy ignored her just now, otherwise how would she get the money to spend? Wouldn't that be slapping herself in the face?

System: "Sorry, you and your daughter have too many treasures, and we have only just finished processing them. From now on, every time you make a purchase, the corresponding value will be automatically deducted."

An Jing couldn't help but think of the treasures she had collected with great difficulty, and her heart felt like it was bleeding!

Never mind, I’ve failed this time anyway, the important thing is to complete the task and go back as soon as possible!

She, the Little Pixiu, swears here that she will get these treasures back from the Tianjun’s family one day if she has wasted them today!

It’s impossible, absolutely impossible, for anyone to dare to take money out of her little Pixiu’s mouth!

After An Jing linked her bank card, she went straight to the homepage without hesitation and was stunned.

With so many hosts, where should I start?

Forget it, who cares? Just look at them one by one. If there is no prompt, just change them!

An Jing’s main goal is to not let anyone go. She starts from the first one on the homepage, clicks on it, takes a look, and exits immediately if she doesn’t hear any prompts.

I checked dozens of live broadcast rooms in a row, but I didn't hear any prompt sound.

"Are you useless?" An Jing was very annoyed. "There are so many and you don't have one?"

System: “…No!”

An Jing sighed and moved her hands faster, like a ruthless video-scrolling tool, flicking by without her even looking closely.

She didn't know how many anchors she had swiped. Just when she was impatient and wanted to smash her phone, an electronic voice suddenly rang in her mind: "Ding, a suitable task object has been detected. Please start funding as soon as possible."

An Jing's eyes lit up and she immediately stopped what she was doing.

but……

She looked at the five men on the screen who were dressed very stylishly and fell into deep thought.

"My dears, ten little starfish hosts are dancing the crab dance, and ten clownfish hosts are dancing the wave dance. If you want to see which one the hosts are dancing, just swipe it~"

"What I'm saying is," An Jing felt that her eyes and ears were offended, "What are the selection criteria of the person above?"

System: "Is it possible that you can look it up in your browsing history?"

"Uh..." An Jing quickly stepped out, shook her head, and washed her contaminated eyes.

This mortal world is indeed not suitable for her. If she stays here for too long, she will probably go crazy. It's really scary!

An Jing found the target of this mission in her browsing history. It turned out to be a game anchor.

Unlike most anchors, the interface of this live broadcast room only has game scenes, and there is no small window showing the face.

An Jing recalled the introduction of this game from the knowledge in her mind. It was a very popular shooting game called "Stimulus Survival".

The host’s ID is “Whoever messes with him will die”, and the upper left corner shows that his current popularity is 2000 and the number of fans is +.

An Jing didn’t know whether he was a small anchor or a nobody, but she knew that this guy had a bad mouth, just like her.

The host was casually controlling his character to sweep the room while giving instructions.

"Dude, why don't you take a class? Throw a bone on the keyboard, and my dog ​​can play better than you."

"Waste, you are a waste, do you know that?"

"Don't send it. There's no delivery fee. Why are you in such a hurry?"

……

The host's voice sounds young, and has the clear and sonorous voice that only belongs to a teenager. Although he keeps mocking like a troll, his pronunciation is very clear. It is not difficult to imagine what kind of high-spirited and proud young man is behind the screen.

I guess most of the people who watch his live broadcast are attracted by his poisonous mouth.

【666】

[Please broadcast the book, I will recite the whole text, I am a loser who always gets scolded and cries, please help me]

[The anchor's skills are pretty good! It looks like there's something to it. ]

[Please clarify, is it the skill of eating chicken or the skill of talking nonsense? ]

[The host has maxed out both of these skills! I’ve been following the host for a week, and he wins almost every game! ]

[The host’s voice is so nice, my ears are pregnant!!!]

When An Jing saw this comment, she was so shocked that her forehead wrinkles appeared. Can ears get pregnant? This is really unheard of!

What kind of world is this?

An Jing couldn't understand, but she maintained respect and clicked on the barrage box without hesitation.

[Anchor, do you have a dream? ]

Netizens' comments were still coming one after another, but An Jing's post did not cause any commotion until she posted four or five comments in a row, which finally caught the attention of netizens.

There are also those who follow the trend.

[Hahahaha, anchor, do you have a dream? ]

[The host’s dream must be to become the number one host of Longya! ]

[The pattern is small, the host’s dream is naturally world peace! 】

[Is the netizen named V萝卜的香菜 annoying to keep spamming? What does it have to do with you whether the anchor has a dream or not? If he does, can you help him realize his dream? ]

The online name was randomly chosen by the live broadcast software. An Jing was a level 1 account. There was a time limit for speaking. After the time limit was over, she quickly posted another message: [Host, tell me your dream and I will help you to play Deep Sea Dragon Palace]

She just took a look at the gift giving interface. 'Deep Sea Dragon Palace' is the most expensive paid gift of Longya Live, worth 5000 yuan each.

Don’t anchors like gifts? No one can refuse one!

An Jing doesn’t know whether the host likes it or not, but netizens actually like to see this kind of excitement.

【】

[Is this a new way to pick up girls? ]

[Others ask the anchor to add them as friends or show their talents, but you ask about your dreams. You know how to attract the anchor's attention! ]

Some netizens even went so far as to repeatedly post An Jing's comment.

An Jing had never been provoked so badly since she was born. Today, when she came to this mortal world, she was first scolded by a young nurse, and then she was attacked by these netizens. How could she tolerate this?

[Tell me your dream, and I will give you a hundred deep-sea dragon palaces]

If one hundred doesn't work, then try one thousand, or ten thousand. She's already fallen flat on her face today at the hands of that expressionless guy, so she doesn't believe that she can't get this one!

Netizens became even more excited.

[You can brush it if you want. If you brush it, the host will naturally tell you his dream! ]

[You want to get something for free and also want to attract the anchor's attention. Your method is unique to Longya.]

[I'm late, can someone tell me, is this a live show of The Voice? ]

[It's so funny, you are a level 1 account, you can't even afford to charge a fan light card worth cent, but you actually asked for Deep Sea Dragon Palaces. You are such a country bumpkin pretending to be a big shot, you are so pretentious]

[One hundred is half a million. Do you really think the money came from the wind? Where did this elementary school student come from? Did he learn arithmetic up to three digits?]

At this time, in an Internet cafe room in S City, a young man lit a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took a puff, squinted his eyes to glance at the barrage, then leaned back in the chair, as if he had no bones, raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

dream?

Do these keyboard warriors know what dreams are?