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Chapter 53 Curse Live Broadcast
Suddenly, a notification sound interrupted their conversation and echoed in the dormitory.

Qi Lu and the other three took out their mobile phones to take a look, and a notification appeared on the mobile phone page, which was a reminder of the start of the live broadcast.

They understood what it was in an instant, quickly turned on their phones, clicked into the live broadcast room, and sure enough, the live broadcast had already started inside.

He saw a man with thin and sallow cheeks, but he could also tell that his facial features were correct, the undersides of his eyes were black and white, the whites of his eyes were yellow, and his lips were dry and peeled. Anyway, he didn't look like a popular anchor.

However, his live broadcast was very popular. Not long after the live broadcast started, tens of thousands of people watched it. The bullet screens were all anonymous, and it was impossible to tell who it was. The screen was filled with fancy gifts, making the eyes dazzled.

Seeing the screen full of presents, the host grinned in satisfaction. Qi Lu and the others saw that smile as extremely strange and full of sickness.

With a hoarse voice, he picked out a few bullet screens, and replied: "Hello everyone, thank you for your support. Yes, our team has taken over Brother Liao's class, and we can't disappoint everyone's love for Brother Liao."

"Today is still telling stories, of course, these are my personal experiences."

"Okay, thank you for your gifts. If you have money, you can buy a money market. If you don't have money, you can buy gifts."

Qi Luyi was very surprised, especially these barrages. According to common sense, the anchor's initiative to ask for gifts would cause barrage plans, but these barrages not only did not exist, they were also encouraged to brush gifts.

"Hahahaha, bloody and violent stories, yes, I know you guys like to hear them, so I'll tell you what happened back then."

The anchor looked at the barrage and said with a smile.

"Damn it, this live broadcast is so weird, how come the bullet screens like bloody and violent stories so much, and it's very...lovely to hear and see."

Xiao Wuji said what Qi Lu thought, this live broadcast room is definitely the key, it's too weird.

Ye Qi seemed to be very afraid of this live broadcast room, he said after a long time: "Yes... this live broadcast is really strange, it is full of violence and horror, and so are those people, the more violent the more excited..."

He huddled in his chair and didn't watch the live broadcast.

Suddenly Mu Cen said: "He and Liao Yuhong are on the same team, and they also had school violence back then."

Qi Lu nodded, and they listened to the anchor talking about his violent story with relish, as if a high-ranking perpetrator stepped on the victim's wound with disdain, showing the wound to others to watch his spoils without reservation.

These words made Qi Lu and others feel physically uncomfortable.

Mu Cen seemed to have remembered something, he clenched his teeth, his fist trembling slightly due to too much force.

Seeing this, Xiao Wuji beside him patted the opponent's hand lightly, and gave him a comforting smile.

The latter gradually relaxed his body, let out a breath, and continued watching the live broadcast without speaking.

Qi Luyi didn't notice this little episode. Suddenly, a barrage flashed across quickly, and was pushed up by other barrages within a few seconds after it appeared, but Qi Lu spotted it with a sharp eye.

Anonymous: Didn't you... see?

As soon as Qi Lu signaled Xiao Wuji and Xiao Wuji to look carefully at the barrage, sure enough the barrage reappeared.

Anonymous: Did no one see it?Behind the anchor, behind... a face...
Qi Lu and the other three stared at the back of the anchor with wide eyes, but the anchor was still telling the story to himself. He should be broadcasting live at home. Behind him was the floor-to-ceiling glass door. At this moment, the two doors were closed tightly, and the gauze curtain Hang to the floor.

Anonymous: Behind the curtain, there is a face, that is, the face of the anchor!Ghosts... there are ghosts!
Anonymous: Hahahahaha that barrage is here again.

Anonymous: Yes, long time no see, hahahaha what a face.

Only a few days in the barrage were discussing that weird barrage, and the rest were talking about the anchor's story and speaking violent words.

Qi Lu and the other three stared intently at the curtain behind the anchor, seeing nothing.

When the anchor saw this barrage, he turned his head and glanced impatiently. The curtains were hanging there quietly, and there was nothing there. Then he turned and continued to tell the story.

Anonymous: Ghost, there really is a ghost, why no one saw it, why don't you believe me?Here he comes, and he has a knife!

Anonymous: Next, next, not me, not me!
The anchor saw that the bullet screen was still being posted, and his face became a little flustered. His already sick face looked terrifying at the moment. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, then found the bullet screen and kicked that person out of the live broadcast room .

Qi Lu and the others saw that after the anonymous person finished posting the barrage, a corner of the gauze curtain that had been hanging quietly seemed to be blown up by the wind, and then hung down after fluttering in the air for a while.

But a few people were surprised that it was impossible for any wind to blow in through the tightly closed glass door.

(End of this chapter)