Chapter 120 Local Tyrant Feast
The two of them slapped each other with Rockets, and they gave them all to a female anchor.
Gradually, even some anchors who were broadcasting live were shocked and went straight into this room and followed the "6666".
It's simply a feast for the rich!
The number of people in the live broadcast room has also increased again and again, as if it was like the rockets flying up, soaring to a million people.
The Rockets are still soaring.
In ancient times, King You of the ancient times played with the beacons to make the beauties smile. Although the two of them were not as good as the gifts, they also had the same effect, which made everyone feel excited and unable to control themselves.
The act of spending a lot of money has conquered them.
Watching the Rockets keep flying in the air, some viewers can no longer bear this stimulation and post it to each forum to attract people to watch.
It seems that this is also a topic of conversation, a kind of show-off.
When some forums had users who were playing live broadcasts, the Rockets had risen to more than 800, and the number of people finally exceeded one million.
Million!
This is definitely the rhythm of a super anchor!
Crazy!
Seeing this scene, Lin Mengjie felt that she was dreaming, otherwise how could she reach the realm of a super anchor and attract so many viewers.
These audiences are also divided into two factions.
Yi group is an old fan, cheering for the Seventh Young Master and encouraging him.
Another faction is the new audience who are afraid of the world's chaos. Seeing that Li Qing seemed to be inferior to these barrage, he supported him like a sympathy for the weak.
The two sides were in chaos.
You attack me, I attack you!
This makes the barrage even more crazy. Almost everyone will be immediately overwhelmed as soon as they post barrage, and they will not be able to see it even if they want to.
“Eight Hundred Thirty Three, Eight Hundred Thirty Four, Eight Hundred Thirty Five…”
This is the number of the Seventh Master.
Li Qing was a little slow, eight hundred and two, eight hundred and three.
"Can anyone tell me why the computer is so stuck!" He was helpless and asked the people in the live broadcast room sadly.
He really couldn't stand it anymore, let alone some people in the barrage saying that he was almost exhausted and had no money. This was simply unfair!
It’s not that I don’t have money, but that the computer is too stuck!
The barrage was refreshed so quickly that the Rocket's special effects had been continuously used to the extreme of his computer performance. He was almost stuck and could only keep lit the Rocket icon.
"Switch off the special effects, rich man, I'm professional, I'm sure I'll listen to mine!"
"Yes, turn off the special effects!"
As soon as Li Qing saw the barrage, many people were talking about it, and then they found the function and turned off the special effect.
In this way, the computer slowly recovered.
It’s just that he has never bought so many gifts before, which has led to this situation.
Uh, I said a little embarrassedly!
However, that was the past. Now, he really felt that spending money makes people compliment it. It turns out that being a rich man has such a special situation.
Soon, Li Qing's number of rockets caught up again.
The two of them were heading towards a 900 figure at the same time.
"Nine hundred and one, nine hundred and two..."
"Nine hundred and eight, nine hundred and nine..."
In the live broadcast room, many fans kept following the Rocket's numbers and posting barrage.
One faction supports the Seventh Master.
All factions support Li Qing.
As for the number of people in the live broadcast room, the number of people in the live broadcast room is constantly increasing at a growth rate of hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
"Oh my God, I have to go and have a look. I'm sorry, my true love anchor, if I don't watch it, I think I will regret it for the rest of my life!"
"Together!"
"Yes, come back after watching it. This is simply a war of the century!"
"How can I lose my Simen Chuxue in this battle? Let me evaluate it!"
In many live broadcast rooms, anchors are singing or dancing, and similar words appear in their barrage.
As a result, their fans are constantly losing and running out.
The better ones will disappear directly, and some even said, anchor, you are not fun, I'm going to be so funny...
The anchors in the live broadcast room were so angry that they couldn't even speak, but they wanted to scold them but couldn't. Because they wanted to go and have a look, but they couldn't stop singing and hadn't finished their dance.
It's so painful!
"PPD Pig Brother" is the anchor with the most powerful lold game and the most fans among the live broadcast platform.
At this time, he was playing with a shooter, first cutting the back row, one q and one w and then a big one, killing four in a row.
This made him very proud, so he changed his sight and had to look at the barrage of his fans.
However, when he saw the barrage, he must have seen a lot of "6666" in a row, mixed with countless praises and countless small gifts.
Today, he saw the barrage quietly, only a few barrages popped out occasionally, typing "666".
"What's going on? Am I not acting so well? Dear, these people are not actors!" He said unhappily and puzzled.
"Brother Zhu, look at the number of people in your live broadcast room!"
Some fans said.
He counted at the person and opened his mouth wide and could no longer close it.
I saw that in the live broadcast room that usually has millions of fans, now there are only 10,000 or 20,000 fans watching.
Desolate!
Too deserted!
Compared to his previous popularity, he can now be called "abandoned" and extremely desolate.
What about the popularity of the past?
What about the glory of the past?
He was suitable to fall from the emperor's throne and become like a beggar, so pitiful that it was outrageous.
"What happened? Could it be that somewhere was the earthquake? Everyone ran away?" He blinked his eyes and said in disbelief.
"Brother Pig, look at the banner, gift banner!"
Finally, he saw the announcements in the two rows of announcements in all the live broadcast rooms, and hundreds of rockets were constantly jumping.
And the announcement is two rows!
Two fans are giving gifts to the anchor at the same time!
Their names, one after another, changed to another name.
Finally, their rockets are about to reach one thousand!
Lin Mengjie's live broadcast room was also stuck again.
Because the system settings allow their live broadcast room to accommodate up to five million people.
But now, their number is almost five million!
This alarmed the executives of the live broadcast room platform and immediately made a decision to ask the technicians to quickly increase the capacity of their live broadcast room, and the server should be optimistic and decided that nothing happened.
"One thousand!"
"A thousand Rockets, rich people, I love you!"
"Tenna, I actually saw so many gifts. I was convinced, really convinced!"
After one thousand, the Seventh Master seemed to stop.
He sent a barrage and said, "Will we continue? I would like to advise you not to slap your face and be fat if you don't have money. Otherwise, when you regret it for a while, you will pinch your thighs and pinch your thighs. No, it will be useless even if you pinch your thighs."
Provoking nakedly!
Immediately, in the live broadcast room, the fans who supported him were full of pride and kept showing it in barrage.
"Haha, Seventh Master, how could he compare to you? Just kidding!"
"The Seventh Young Master is mighty and domineering, and all the scumbags have to escape!"
"Seventh Master, you are my god! In front of you, what is that mortal who can be worth, hahaha..."
At the same time, Li Qing also stopped the Rockets.
Because, he has already indicated that the balance is insufficient.
Originally, he was just here to send gifts to repay Lin Mengjie for saving her mother's life. This is what he should do.
However, now when Li Qing heard him say this, he felt really angry!
Is this necessary?
Do you have to oppress yourself if you slept with his sister or worn his ancestral grave?
Chapter completed!