Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

[What? This guy is a streamer? Is it true? ]

[It’s true. Go and watch the live broadcast room called ‘Brother Xiangxiang will take you flying’. The one connected to this streamer is the streamer Brother Xiangxiang, who is also broadcasting live. ]

[He is trying to step on the streamer to get to the top, right? He is willing to sacrifice his reputation for traffic. ]

[The first few are all Xiangxiang’s agents. Who knew this guy was called Brother Xiangxiang? They said he was a streamer who came to mess things up. Now everyone knows. ]

[I went to watch. This guy is indeed broadcasting live. His live broadcast room has only a few hundred fans now, and the number of fans is increasing. ]

[Streamer, he is here to step on you to get to the top. Cut off the connection quickly. 】

The man on the line saw the audience's speech, sat up straight, his waist was not bent, and smiled at the screen, "You can see it, yes, I am Brother Xiangxiang, but no one stipulates that anchors can't watch other people's live broadcasts during live broadcasts.

The content of my live broadcast today is to expose fake masters. I have announced it to my fans in advance. How can it be considered as stepping on others to get to the top, don't you think?"

[This anchor is really showing what shamelessness is. ]

[Anchor, please disconnect the connection quickly, don't give him the opportunity to get traffic. ]

[Hey, everyone, you are wrong if you take it seriously. Is it possible that this Brother Xiangxiang was also arranged by the big wet? ]

Yuhua did not cut off the line, and watched Brother Xiangxiang's performance patiently.

Brother Xiangxiang showed a proud look, "You all know it, I won't pretend, the waxy yellow on my face is made, I will remove your makeup on the spot."

He reached out and took out a wet tissue from outside the camera, and wiped his face quickly. Soon, the tissue became dirty, and his face showed his true colors.

Judging from his complexion, he didn't look sick at all.

He changed another tissue and wiped it, then turned his head and asked outside the camera, "Have I wiped my face clean?"

Someone outside the camera answered, "Almost, there's still a little on my chin."

Brother Xiangxiang changed another tissue and wiped his chin.

Then he turned back to the camera and said, "Just now the master said I was sick. I am sick, chronic gastritis. I said it in my live broadcast room a long time ago. The master 'calculated' that I have a stomach disease, right?"

[What are you calculating? I don't know if my host has admitted it herself. She doesn't have an official certificate. She is not a master. If she is not a master, what are you asking her to calculate? ]

[Haha, didn't Brother Xiangxiang do his homework? Our host is a master, not a master. She is a fake master. Why are you exposing her? ]

[Haha, you are right. Two negatives equals one positive. You come to exposing my fake master. Do you want to turn my master into a real master? Then we thank you. 】

【One day I can see a host rushing to clear the name of Dashi. There are so many things in the world. 】

【Hahahahaha, this live broadcast room is really interesting. The fans are all black fans. 】

Brother Xiangxiang really didn't do much homework. He just came to get traffic.

There are too many people wearing masks and pretending to be ghosts and the King of Hell on various platforms. Those who followed the trend first got benefits and gained a lot of fans. Those who were a step behind didn't get much benefit.

He checked and found that this live broadcast room was the first to wear masks and pretend to be the city god. It gained a lot of fans and had a trend of becoming popular, so he came.

Fortunately, the host chose to connect with him, giving him room to play.

I didn't expect the audience of this live broadcast room to be this style. However, the embarrassment flashed by. Traffic should be used, but what is face? It was money, he asked, "Master, you said I was sick, what was it?"

Yuhua said, "You have a mole on the back of your neck, and it's getting worse."

Brother Xiangxiang was stunned, and then thought that he might have turned his head just now, revealing the mole on his neck.

He personally gave the other party a chance to play, "We are all anchors, it's wrong for you to curse me like this."

Yuhua said, "If you don't remove the mole in time, you will get sick in a month." What she saw was that after hearing the bad news, Brother Xiangxiang's parents rushed to the hospital to see him, and they had a car accident on the way and both died.

So she saved Brother Xiangxiang, which was equivalent to saving three people, and she got more merit by saving Brother Xiangxiang's parents.

Brother Xiangxiang was really angry this time, "I admit that I came here to use your traffic, but it's not kind of you to curse me like this."

"What's the cost of going to the hospital for a checkup? It just happens to get another wave of traffic."

Brother Xiangxiang had to admit that the other party was right, and he turned happy, "Okay, I'll go to the hospital to register now, and my live broadcast is on, everyone go over and watch. Anchor, let's keep the connection."

"No need." Yuhua disconnected the connection.

The audience in the live broadcast room complained for Yuhua.

[Anchor, you are too generous, and you gave the other party a chance to keep using your traffic. ]

[Indeed, many people followed over there to watch. ]

[Why did you forget again, anchor, this is all scripted, and connecting with Brother Xiangxiang is just part of the plot. Look, Brother Xiangxiang's diagnosis is that the mole must be removed.

Anyway, removing a mole behind the neck doesn't affect anything, it's a win-win situation. 】

【If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. Hahaha, I was really serious just now, and I was complaining for the anchor. Dashi, this script is not good, let's change it. 】

【I didn't like this anchor before, but now I like this live broadcast room a little bit. 】

Yuhua clicked on another connection.

The woman on the line was about 40 or 50 years old. Her fat face was slightly tired. "Master, can you tell me if my son and daughter's horoscopes are compatible and if there is a marriage line?"

The audience in the live broadcast room was shocked by this.

[What does it mean? Does she want her son and daughter to marry, and her son is Fuxi and her daughter is Nuwa? ]

[What kind of horror plot is this? Anchor, if you dare to play this kind of script, your live broadcast room will be blocked. ]

The woman on the line also realized that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong, my son is an adopted son, and he has no blood relationship with my family."

[Adopting a son is not good either. They have been brothers and sisters since childhood, and they are brothers and sisters in their consciousness. Then the fact that the two of them are married is also incestuous. ]

[Yes, what's the difference between this and raising a child bride. ]

[If he was raised as a son since childhood, it feels disgusting. 】

"Listen to me, I'm not a child adoptive son-in-law. My daughter was lost when she was young, and I later adopted this son. The two of them didn't grow up together.

My daughter was just found and recognized. The two of them knew each other before my daughter recognized her. Because they knew each other, I found my daughter."

The woman on the line said it in a general way, but the meaning was very clear. The wind direction in the live broadcast room took a big turn.

[Congratulations. ]

[I thought this kind of thing was a joke, but it turned out to be true in reality. The elder sister was a good person and was rewarded. She raised the adopted son, so the adopted son brought his biological daughter back home when he grew up. ]

Yuhua also said, "The two can get married." (End of this chapter)