Taoyuan Mountain Village

The sudden sadness made many people stunned.

Jiang Xiaoye stepped silently back two steps, the depressive mood has begun to spread, and those who are close to him will be infected by this depressive mood. Several ordinary people are directly covered by emotions, and tears can't stop streaming.

"Mom!"

"Oh, my wife, I miss you, uh!"

"I'm bankrupt, I'm bankrupt, I don't live anymore, God, why!"

For a while, many people cried, and the sad emotions immediately covered the surroundings, and even the reporters cried.

"What's the matter? Why can't you stop being sad?"

"Woohoo!"

"What's wrong? Why do I feel so sad when I hear Zhao Wuliu's voice? My heart is so uncomfortable!"

"Oh my God, what I have forgotten, why do I remember my grandmother again!"

Sad emotions cover everyone.

Jiang Xiaoye's head grew too big, and couldn't help but said, "If you converge a little, you are infected. What are you thinking about?"

It must have been something wrong with this guy, which made Arrow Spirit unhappy.

"Oh, I just thought, I just thought about it. Fortunately, there is her. I didn't think about anything else. Oh, I just thought for a while. Fortunately, there is this lady, oh, why are you so careful? Ooh!"

Zhao Wuliu burst into tears.

Xiao Hui looked at him, stepped back and stayed away from him so as not to be infected.

Jiang Xiaoye felt that Zhao Wuliu would be very miserable, because he might cry at every turn, and he would cry very sadly. The people around him were infected by this emotion and cried.

"Go, let's stay away from him." Jiang Xiaoye walked away with Xiao Hui and Xiao Hei.

"Oh, can't I make a mistake? Ooh!"

"Auntie, wrong, wrong, you will be my grandmother in the future, ohhhhhhhhhh!" Zhao Wuliu wanted to go to the sea. He was ruined for the first time. He was about to pretend to show off. Who knows that sudden sadness makes him instantly look like Shattered.

Fans in the live broadcast room were puzzled at first, but were quickly infected by Zhao Wuliu's voice.

"Weeping? Why do you want to cry after listening to it?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, my heart is so uncomfortable. You have to carry the pressure yourself!"

"Why do I think of my ex-girlfriend who was pregnant with my child when I cried? I don't know if his husband found out that the child is mine. It's a bit uncomfortable, hey!

"I'm green by my girlfriend, woohoo!"

"I really want to cry. I owe more than 300,000 yuan in my family. I am under too much pressure, woohoo!"

"Woo, why is Zhao Wuliu's crying contagious? Ooo!"

"If you want to cry, cry now, don't be ashamed, many people are crying anyway, there are many big guys in my office who wipe their tears!"

"Cry under pressure, oh oh oh!"

Not to mention the neighborhood, even the people in the live broadcast room were infected. Many people who watched the live broadcast had the feeling that the sadness in their hearts turned into tears and they couldn't stop streaming.

In many places, there have been many phenomena at the same time, that is, some people cry, women cry loudly, and men cry with their heads in their hands. There are really many cases.

Jiang Xiaoye didn't feel right. He wanted to close the live broadcast. He was worried that someone would appear sad and jump off the building. He couldn't think about it.

However, he soon discovered that the people around him all vented the secrets, sadness, and their own pressure hidden in their hearts. Even some reporter interns were sitting on the ground and crying.

Actually...can relieve stress?

"This emotional infection can relieve stress!" Jiang Xiaoye came to Zhao Wuliu in surprise.

"Woo, I don't know, I only know that my sorrows are endless, woooo. These are not my sorrows, I feel this grandma is very happy, woooo!"

Sadness was given to myself, joy was taken away, Zhao Wuliu was crying!

Soon, Zhao Wuliu reacted.

"Really?"

Ask quickly in a low voice.

"Really!" Jiang Xiaoye looked at the crying people around him and felt it carefully. He found that everyone's pressure was dissipating, and some of the sorrows that he bore and the emotions that he dared not expose began to dissipate. Out.

This...can treat depression?

"It's a shame, woooo!" Feiyang domineering Zhao Wuliu, but now crying here in a daze, he has no face, he was very happy at first, who knew something like this happened.

"I didn't lie to you, this is not a special emotional infection. This should be a natural talent of the ancient arrow spirit that has been around for a long time, but it has always appeared on her, making her seem out of place!"

Jiang Xiaoye stretched out his hand on Zhao Wuliu, felt it, and realized that this was not some accumulated sadness, but...

talent!

"Ooo, say it earlier, oooo!"

"You don't know yourself, let me say something!" Jiang Xiaoye was speechless.

Zhao Wuliu turned over and came to the live broadcast. He cried and said, "Woo, old guys, is it stressful? How much is it hidden? Is life too hard? Is everything going wrong? It's okay, let us cry together Come out, relieve our stress, oooooo, come, cry, don’t feel ashamed, everyone, oooo, everyone is under pressure, oooo, come, today, oooo, I teach you two ways, Oh, one is crying, and the other is archery!"

"your mother!"

Jin Cangqiang roared, being pulled by several assistants, they almost rushed over, and roared: "Skills can be killed but not insulted, you or him!"

He misunderstood, he thought Zhao Wuliu was laughing at him.

on purpose!

Who will cry after winning? Still crying like this?

"Oh, this baby has a good Chinese level, oh oh, come on, cry, it’s not shameful to lose to Laozi, oh oh, didn’t I tell you? Let you, oh, let you know what is called the West It’s not bright, Dongfang Liang, your father, woooo, what is your father, what am I, woo..."

Zhao Wuliu's inner suffering, in fact, he has no choice.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Jin Cangqiong was mad, not to mention losing money, losing fame and becoming a joke. Now the other party is triumphant, and it has become a funeral meeting!

He felt that this was what Zhao Wuliu had deliberately, and he cried after winning?

"This kid is going crazy." Jiang Xiaoye saw that the ghosts and gods on Jin Cangqiong were controlling Jin Cangqiong and would not let him go crazy, otherwise it was obvious that the ghosts and gods on Jin Cangqiong knew that this was not a place where he could go violently.

"Old irons, start crying, no matter what strong man you are, cry loudly, let us release the pressure together! Woo!"

Zhao Wuliu's heart was begging grandpa to worship grandma so that the ancient arrow spirit could quickly withdraw this shared talent. He really couldn't bear this emotional infection.

Tears couldn't stop at all.