The love apartment begins with entering the police station

Chapter 638 Ziqiao's First Live Broadcast

Soon Ziqiao’s live broadcast room started broadcasting, but he had no idea what he was broadcasting.

At the beginning, when Ziqiao asked them to be his hosts, they were very excited. After all, it was Ziqiao’s first live broadcast, and of course everyone in the apartment had to give their full support.

"Hey, it's started. There are pictures."

"Zi Qiao is good, he looks like a decent person."

"That's right, don't you see whose husband it is?"

"Shh, stop talking."

Everyone held their phones and stared intently at Ziqiao, who was dressed in a suit.

Ziqiao took a deep breath, straightened his suit and adjusted his mood, then said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Uncle Lu Bu who sells cakes, your caring little anchor."

"Many people say that retouching a photo is not who you are. I personally disagree. Acne, dark circles, a small belly, and thick legs are all caused by our living environment. They are not innate. Retouching a photo only removes impurities and restores the beautiful appearance that everyone should have."

"In addition to photo editing, you can also try SS meal replacement cakes. Remove the filter and you will be beautiful as you are!"

A strong smell of motivational teacher's chicken soup.

Kaka: "The host is so handsome!"

Yu Shen: "The host said it very well! I must give you a reward!"

Whoosh~ a rocket flies by.

"Thanks for the reward, big brother!"

Seeing the rewards, Ziqiao became more energetic.

Xiang Yu thought about it and gave Ziqiao a reward and a portal to attract some traffic.

Seeing that he had gained popularity, Ziqiao seized the opportunity and started advertising with great enthusiasm.

"Hello everyone, I am your Uncle Lu Bu who sells cakes! Follow me so you won’t get lost. New friends may not know me yet, so I will introduce it again, SS meal replacement cakes......"

While Ziqiao was busy advertising, the traffic that had just been attracted disappeared in an instant.

"so boring."

"Withdrawn? Withdrawn."

"Why don't so many robots talk?"

Soon, the comments in the live broadcast room became deserted again.

Where are the people? How come they all disappeared in the blink of an eye?

"Zi Qiao only introduced the small cakes and didn't say anything else. How can you keep people like this?"

Everyone was feeling a little sleepy after watching it.

Meijia spoke for her husband, "It's your first live broadcast, so you're nervous. Just wait a few days to get used to it. I believe Ziqiao can do it!"

Yifei yawned and said quickly, "Oh, the barrage is on."

Feifei: “The host is so handsome!”

Lanlan: "So handsome!"

Jia Jia: “Great, great, great!”

Kaka: "Uncle is so handsome!"

Qiangqiang: "So handsome!"

Lili: “Great, great, great!”

Tangtang: “Great, great, great!”

……

Ziqiao forced a smile and continued with the live broadcast.

Half an hour later...

Yifei asked in surprise: "Is it over?"

Xiang Yu let out a long sigh and said, "Is it finally over?"

"This live broadcast room should be changed to a hypnosis live broadcast..."

Zhao Haitang rubbed his sleepy eyes.

Zhang Wei wiped his saliva and said, "I plan to record Ziqiao's video. It will be useful when I can't sleep."

Curry sauce is still sleeping
Meijia said helplessly: "It's not over yet!!!"

"Come on, give Ziqiao one last wave of small gifts."

Everyone responded and gave small gifts as rewards.

Ziqiao in the live broadcast room was also talking with a dry mouth. Sometimes one or two tourists would enter the live broadcast room, but they would only stay for a short time and then leave without saying a word.

Ziqiao was very excited when he saw someone entering the live broadcast room, but after a long time, he became numb.

……

On the third day, Xiang Yu simply took out his old mobile phone and stayed in Ziqiao's live broadcast room all day long, while watching other live broadcasts on the side.

To put it simply, this guy is just pretending to be an artistic youth, saying some poisonous chicken soup, and then selling small cakes. Later, everyone followed suit, using old mobile phones to hang their mobile phone accounts in Ziqiao's live broadcast room, and went to do their own things.

Barrage.

Jia Jia: “Great, great, great!”

Kaka: "Uncle is so handsome!"

Qiangqiang: "So handsome!"

Ziqiao looked at the few scattered comments and felt helpless.

"Ah~"

Ziqiao looked at the number of viewers again and sighed deeply. There were still so many people.

"Thank you friends for your unwavering support, but can you change the comments a little? I'm getting numb from hearing the same few sentences over and over again these past few days."

Unfortunately, the reply to Ziqiao was still the same few sentences.

Ziqiao couldn't bear it anymore and had no choice but to close the live broadcast room.

Ziqiao came to the bar as soon as the video went off the air. As expected, everyone was sitting on the sofa, doing their own thing.

Zi Qiao complained: "I say, ladies and gentlemen, can you be more professional as shills?"

"Zi Qiao has spoken, start giving out small gifts."

Everyone immediately turned their phones to the live broadcast room, ready to give out small gifts.

This made Ziqiao even more helpless: "I've already stopped broadcasting."

Looking at the black live broadcast room, everyone was stunned. It was a bit embarrassing.

Zi Qiao was too lazy to argue and asked, "Hey, how about my live broadcast today?"

Everyone said in unison: "Good, very good, super good!"

"Even more watery than the comments you guys posted. Can you give me some solid info?"

Ziqiao sat next to Meijia speechlessly.

"Oops~"

Yifei said helplessly: "You have been broadcasting for three days. We go online every day to brush the barrage. Even if we don't have any credit, we have worked hard."

Ziqiao glanced at everyone and asked curiously, "What are you busy with?"

Zhang Wei said: "The house is about to be renovated. Teacher Zeng introduced me to a renovation team and I am studying the plan."

Zhao Haitang, wearing a pair of golden headphones, said: "The flash mob club is rehearsing a new dance, and I'm looking for inspiration."

Ziqiao looked at Xiang Yu. He was an idle man and would definitely not be busy.

Xiang Yu said seriously: "I am learning Cantonese. Handsome boy, I like Lei very much!"

Zi Qiao couldn't help but wonder, "What Cantonese are you speaking?"

Xiang Yu explained: "Recently, the law firm took on a case involving an old man from Guangdong. The client could not speak Mandarin, but only Cantonese. It was very difficult to communicate. Lawyer Zhang was busy with the renovation. So I rushed to learn a few words of Cantonese and was responsible for communication."

Xiang Yu thinks Cantonese is quite interesting, at least much more interesting than Ziqiao’s live broadcast.

Zhang Wei thought for a while and said, "I think we can communicate without learning Cantonese~"

Xiang Yu smiled and said, "How do we communicate?"

"Eye contact and gestures are the innate communication methods of human beings. I can definitely use them to communicate with him. If you don't believe me, I'll try to show you."

Zhang Wei turned his head and slowly looked at Ziqiao.

As he spoke, Zhang Wei took Ziqiao's hand, gently stroked the back of his hand, and asked in a very obscene tone: "Do you understand?"

Ziqiao's mouth twitched: "You pervert, you want to lick my hand. Get out of here (Cantonese: Get lost)."

"I'm telling you to hand over the case to me. I'll help you win the case."

Zhang Wei slapped Qiao's hand in dissatisfaction.

Ziqiao sighed. Everyone was so busy, so he didn't know what to say.

Ziqiao glanced at Chen Meijia beside him, and was stunned when he saw that she was actually watching someone else's live broadcast.

His own daughter-in-law also stabbed him in the back.

"Mika?"

When Meijia saw that her husband had discovered her, she quickly put away her phone and explained, "I was watching your live broadcast, it's all Curry's fault! She showed me other live broadcasts, so I was distracted."

Curry Sauce blinked in confusion.

Anything else about me?
“Is my live broadcast really that bad?”

Xiang Yu said seriously: "Zi Qiao, borrowing a sentence from Mr. Zeng, I can tell you responsibly that the worst thing about you is not the content of your live broadcast, but that you don't realize how bad your live broadcast content is."

"really?"

Ziqiao was not angry after hearing what Xiang Yu said. In fact, he also knew that there must be something wrong with his live broadcast, otherwise no one would listen.

(End of this chapter)