I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

[How to speak! 】

[Made, what qualities!We invite you to watch Mianmian sing to save face!To whom do you show the jumping feet? 】【report!The anchor is disgusting and the fans are disgusting too!Stinky Hammer! 】

After a moment of silence, the bullet screens floated up again. Fortunately, Ye Yao silenced all the unfamiliar colored vests before they became dazed, otherwise the live broadcast room would be as lively as a vegetable market now.

then……

He just held his chin, looked at the blue vest on the top of the list, and smiled unconsciously. The little bit of anger and grievance just now was instantly thrown away.

* is protecting him.

This feeling is too novel. Ever since his grandfather and mother passed away and his only friend, Cen Wen, went abroad, he has never felt the feeling of being protected by someone, let alone a stranger who doesn't even know his face through the Internet.

Ye Yao shrank his fingers, ignoring the continuous quarrel in the live broadcast room, only felt that his fingertips were a little numb and sweet.

At this time, the pure fans in Ye Yao's live broadcast room also reacted, and began to rush forward one after another to fight along the path opened up for them by *boss.

[How shameless are you, running to other anchors' rooms to grab popularity? 】

【Who is stinking? I know in my heart! 】

[How shameless!I used to think that Mu Mian was pretty good, but I didn't expect to do this kind of thing that treats people as stepping stones, bullying our little leaf and there is no one behind it! ? 】【Sisters rush to duck!Can't be looked down upon!Fuck it! 】

【Ahhh! *The boss rushed to the pass and turned into a blue face!As Xiaoyeye's dog legs, how can we lose the model of Zhenggong Empress Super A! 】【Let's charge for my little leaf's fairy love! 】

Ye Yao: "..."

It was obviously a serious matter, but after being made such a fuss by the fans, I actually wanted to laugh.

However, seeing hundreds of bullet chats passing through the bullet chat, these people who don't know each other and have only dealt with each other on the Internet are willing to stand up to defend him, Ye Yao is already very satisfied.

"Stop arguing, everyone stop arguing!"

Ye Yao didn't speak, but there was still someone in the live broadcast room adding drama to him.

Mu Mian's purple horse, Ye Yao, couldn't control him, so he looked at him softly persuading the fight in the chaos, with an upright and aggrieved appearance, and sounded like he was about to cry: "I didn't mean it, that... Xiaoye, don't be angry, I I just saw that you wanted to come over to make friends, and didn't think too much about it, it's not that you really want to steal your fans."

Ye Yao didn't want to talk to him too much, so he answered dryly with a microphone: "Oh."

Mu Mian's voice was trembling at the end, and he gritted his teeth and promised: "If you still don't believe me, I apologize to you, and I... I won't be on the live broadcast for the next week!"

It seemed to show that they were willing to compromise, but in fact they added fuel to the fire. Sure enough, Mu Mian's fans jumped up as if they were blown up in an instant, and went crazy.

【Ah ah ah ah ah!Impossible!Why didn't you broadcast live when you finally came back! 】【It's this anchor who doesn't know good and bad fans and has no quality!You don't have to pay for them! 】【What a big deal, Mianmian has apologized, what can I hold on to, and even pushed her nose on her face, right? 】【Tsk, I really saw the world!Wonderful host, remember it for me, I will disgust you every time I see your live broadcast room in the future!And what the hell, thinking that being rich is great?If you have the ability, don't go to other live broadcast rooms in the future, otherwise beware of my personal attack! 】【What are you still doing?Save the meteorite for the Chinese New Year, throw it away! 】

At the order of the fans of Mumian, the special effect of meteorite falling from the sky suddenly floated in the live broadcast room, and it hit the screen, creating a very realistic cracking special effect. The dense spider web spread, and the picture could not be seen clearly.

Ye Yao lowered his face.

This kind of gift does not cost money, but it is very disgusting. Some viewers can't stand the continuous blur effect and will choose to leave the live broadcast room, which hurts their popularity.

Ye Yao didn't do anything for a few words, and a group of people who didn't know the so-called self-orgasm worsened the situation to this extent.

He pressed the mic and was about to tear his face and go back

【*Send a meteor shower in your live broadcast room! 】

【*Send a meteor shower in your live broadcast room! 】

【*Send a meteor shower in your live broadcast room! 】

……

Five in a row, covering the meteorite in an instant.

Ye Yao shook his hand and almost knocked the wheat off.

Before everyone can digest this heart-stopping coolness, another system announcement

【*Send Nebula Birth*1 in the live broadcast room! 】

[Gift platform-wide scrolling announcement for one week, live broadcast room "Eternal Universe" new skin, live broadcast room audience growth value +1000, anchor popularity value +5000! 】In an instant, everything was silent in the live broadcast room.

This sudden supreme gift stunned everyone.

——"The Birth of the Nebula", one of 88888, the number of times Chenguang has appeared since its establishment is very small, and every time one is swiped, it is an earth-shattering event that can be recorded in the history of the platform.

half an hour.

【I...I think I had a hallucination just now...】

[Come and wake me up someone!Am I blind!I actually saw "The Birth of a Nebula"! ? 】【Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ! 】

At this moment, whether it is Ye Yao's fans or Mu Mian's fans, looking at the instantly upgraded five-color "Guardian of the Galaxy" vest in the audience list, they can't help but feel fear-it is an instinct for RMB players admiration.

The scolding war of the century subsided abruptly.

"I didn't plan to go to another live broadcast room." The man's voice was calm and calm.

"It's not great to have money, and you can also dedicate yourself to your anchors."

"But if not, just shut up."

In front of the screen, Bu Zhong folded his hands and sat quietly, as if what he threw out before was not 20 real gold and silver, but twenty steel coins.

He raised his eyebrows: "Still leaving?"

A silence as long as a century.

Gradually, fans with Mu Mian began to withdraw from the live broadcast room.

one...two...

more and more.

Even if there are still those who are not reconciled, they turn around in a circle, and feel small and helpless in the face of the terrible money offensive, and are finally dragged away by their companions in a daze and grief.

After a while, Ye Yao's live broadcast room became clean again.

Bu Zhong leaned back in the chair, finally feeling peaceful.

[Master Ye:! ! ! ! ! 】

Unsurprisingly, private messages quickly bombarded me.

There was a smile between his brows and eyes.

[Master Ye: You, you, you!How do you spend so much money! 】

【Master Ye: I'll return it to you right away! ! ! 】

Bu Zhong could imagine that the little anchor behind the camera was in a hurry and was about to boil.

【*:Need not. 】

【Master Ye: How can I do that! ! ! 】

【*: Want to turn my pure act of stopping the war into a transaction of points? 】

Ye Yao's frantically typing hands paused.

【*: If it is given to you, it is yours. 】

【*: I'm really sorry, you can think of a different way to repay. 】

Ye Yao's mind was running at the speed of a centrifuge, and he felt that he seemed to understand something.

[Master Ye: Don't worry! ! !I will not only leave medicine for you in the future!New products are also provided to you in advance!Don't tell them! ! ! ] After finishing speaking, he was still unsatisfied: 【Do you still need the "Anti-Treat One Day Spirit"?I'll send you ten bottles right away!No, a hundred bottles! ! ! ] Step heavy: "..."

Really...

For the first time ever, he was a little dumbfounded.

How did this little anchor's brain circuit grow?

【*: No, I'm not bald. 】

[Master Ye:? ? ? 】

If you don't want medicine, what else is there worth paying for him, Master Ye?

[*: I was threatened not to go to other live broadcast rooms, so I can only trouble you to take me in from now on. ] Bu Zhong typed faster, so that he would not say any more strange words.

[*: Take care fee, hide it. 】

【＊: Those who want to stay overnight. 】