Are you crazy? Why are you dating the evil god again?

Chapter 268 Anchor

Chapter 268 Anchor (2)

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Although Wen Chan had heard of these things, it was the first time it happened to her, so she still found it a little novel.

After thinking about it, I clicked the accept button.

Her computer screen immediately split into two, one half showing Wen Chan's face, and the other side showing the appearance of the big-bellied immortal.

You can change your live broadcast name to anything you want. If you don’t change it, your real name will be displayed, just like Wen Chan.

The big-bellied immortal on the opposite side probably changed his name according to his own characteristics.

He is a boy, looks honest, wears a pair of black-framed glasses, and is about thirty years old.

He is thin, but his belly is abnormally big, like a pregnant woman who is about to give birth.

"Hello."

The Big Belly Immortal was the first to greet Wen Chan, "Want to PK?"

The voice sounds soft and gentle, and he seems to have a good temper.

Wen Chan glanced at a viewer in his live broadcast room and already knew that he would lose.

Just as she was about to refuse, another person appeared in her live broadcast room and quickly sent her a message.

NG: [I specifically used my connections to find a popular anchor to compete with you. Just accept it. If you lose, show off your unique skills and attract some viewers from his live broadcast room. Do you understand what I mean?]

The words revealed a familiar feeling of wanting to teach her how to do something.

Wen Chan called out tentatively, "Brother?"

Didn’t he block her and run away?

NG: [It's me! Keep your voice down! I'm helping you cheat and attract traffic, don't let others see it. ]

Wen Chan: "..." Why don't you take a closer look? There is another person in her live broadcast room.

"Is your eldest brother here?" The Big-Bellied Immortal asked in confusion when he heard her calling him brother.

Wen Chan came back to her senses and nodded.

The Big Belly Immortal seemed to be relieved. "That's perfect. Do you want to play?"

He saw that Wen Chan didn't seem to be very popular. If there was no big brother in the live broadcast room, it would be too embarrassing to lose to him and it would hurt his self-esteem.

By then, others will accuse him of bullying the newcomers.

Wen Chan still hasn't figured out what this copy requires, and where this big brother came from.

Since everything was arranged for her, she would try to follow the arranged route.

"How do we play?" she asked.

The Big Belly Immortal smiled and said, "The loser should show off his unique skills."

Wen Chan: “…”

Another unique skill.

Thinking of the live broadcast skills he saw last night, Wen Chan touched his nose.

"Okay." She agreed.

"Then I'll shut up."

The Big Belly Immortal didn't say much. He turned off his microphone and began to call on his fans and viewers in the live broadcast room to vote for him.

Wen Chan: “…”

To be honest, PK depends on the financial resources of fans of both sides. Whoever gives more tips wins.

Pure money-making activity.

but……

Who would mind having too much money?

"Brother, you won't let me lose too badly, right?" Wen Chan leaned back in his chair, calling his brother.

The pk bar below shows that the opponent's points directly crush her, while her points are still 0.

NG did not reply to Wen Chan's words, and after a while...

[NG presented the anchor Wen Chan with a golden nanmu coffin x1]

...

Brother NG pretended to give Wen Chan about ten of them, and then stopped.

Wen Chan put his hands behind his head, leaned lazily in the chair, and stared at the big-bellied immortal next to the screen.

Because the microphone was muted, I couldn't tell what he was saying. I could only see that his face was flushed and he was extremely excited.

The pk bar below is still in a state of crushing her, but the big brother gave her a little reward so that she would not be ranked 0.

Perhaps seeing that her score bar had stopped moving, the Big-Bellied Immortal calmed down and began to ask his older brothers and sisters to stop sending her points and to save some face for Wen Chan.

Wen Chan's points remained at 200,000, except for the ten golden nanmu coffins worth 20,000 yuan given by his eldest brother.

The opponent's points are around five million and are still slowly rising.

There is no rule of declaring victory directly after exceeding a certain number of points, and the money-making activity will continue until the last second when the time runs out.

Wen Chan saw that the other party had stood up and began to bow to thank all the big brothers on the list.

She curled her lips and wondered what special skills she could perform to attract the audience.

In the last minute of the countdown, the Big Belly Immortal's points rose to six million.

Wen Chan yawned and decided to pretend to sleep for a while since it was already so late.

The moment she closed her eyes and yawned, her computer screen suddenly froze.

She tapped the computer and moved the mouse, but there was no response.

Just when she was about to restart the computer, it returned to normal.

[Big Belly Immortal vs. Cicada]

【Wen Chan Sheng】

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[Fuck! What kind of big brother is this! So awesome!]

【Let me take a look, let me take a look! 】

[Brother, please take a look at my little anchor, she is pretty and has a sweet voice, and is easy to support~]

In an instant, tens of thousands of viewers poured into Wen Chan's live broadcast room, and the barrage of comments started to scroll wildly.

Wen Chan was dazzled.

The big-bellied immortal on the other side spoke slowly on the microphone, "I didn't expect you had such a hidden trick up your sleeve."

Although Wen Chan didn't know what happened, she still replied calmly: "Ah, I usually keep a low profile."

The Big-Bellied Immortal didn't look very happy.

Wen Chan didn't have time to pay attention to his expression. She saw that NG, which was ranked first on her fan list just now, was now ranked second.

The first one became 00.

She secretly looked through the system records again.

[00Give away 500 golden nanmu coffins to host Wen Chan]

[Congratulations to 00 for lighting up the title of [True Love is Invincible]! ]
In the end, she won more than 6 million points from the Big Belly Immortal with 10.2 million points.

Wen Chan: “…”

what?
This 00… ?
After playing games for an entire afternoon, she treated the other person as a primary school student with some money.

Suddenly she got a big one?
Apart from giving the reward, he didn't say a word.

The most speechless one is Brother NG.

I couldn't help but start a super barrage and sent a bunch of ellipsis.

He probably wanted to curse at 00, but there were too many people in the live broadcast room and it was not convenient for him to curse.

00This wave of operations meant that Wen Chan lost the opportunity to show his unique skills.

Even if he attracted these viewers who came to watch Fu Ge, Wen Chan didn't have the ability to keep them, so his popularity would decline after a while.

Unfortunately, 00 doesn't care about these at all.

The barrage was all trying to attract 00's attention.

Wen Chan ignored them and said to the Big Belly Immortal: "You can start your performance now."

"Ok."

The Big-Bellied Immortal seemed a little reluctant, but still stood up from his seat.

"My special skill is that I can blow up my belly like a balloon."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a deep breath, adjusted his state, and then began to inhale air sharply.

His already big belly was growing larger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It really is like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger.

He was wearing a loose white T-shirt, and his big belly pushed the clothes up. The skin under his inflated belly was a shade paler than other parts of his body, and it looked like it would explode at any time.

He was still breathing heavily, and his belly had grown so big that it was shaking.

Wen Chan frowned and saw a group of people making a fuss in the barrage.

Let him continue to blow and see where the limit is.

There was also one who asked him to blow up his belly. Wen Chan said slowly: "Is it okay?"

The Big-Bellied Immortal paused and stopped.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his stomach flattened, returning to its original state.

He rubbed his stomach with his hand, then sat back in front of the computer, his face pale with two abnormal blushes.

"You are the first one who stops at this point." said the Big Belly Immortal.

Wen Chan was puzzled, "You mean, if I didn't stop you just now, you would have kept blowing?"

The Big Belly Immortal gave a bitter smile and said, "When it comes to punishment, of course the winner has the final say."

Wen Chan: “…”

No one told her this rule.

What if she loses today and performs her special skills, and the opponent won't let her stop, won't she have to perform until she dies?

"You look like a newcomer." The Big Belly Immortal reminded him, "I can probably guess what you're thinking. It's pretty much the same as what you think. There are many people who have gotten into trouble..."

[The host Daduxianren has left the live broadcast room]
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly lost contact with Wen Chan.

Wen Chan blinked. Was it blocked or stuck?

She wasn't sure.

What he said made Wen Chan a little concerned.

There is a risk of being killed in this live PK.

Taking this kind of risk, you still have to complete the task given by the system to become the most popular anchor?

Whether you can survive depends entirely on the conscience of other players.

The audience who came into Wen Chan's live broadcast room to watch Brother Fu saw that 00 didn't say anything, so most of them left, and some people were still posting messages in the barrage.

[What can the anchor do? There is actually such a rich brother. ]

【We are new here, can you show us your talent? 】

[She looks pretty, but will she be open-hearted? Wanwan from the next room is, and this kind of femme fatale is the most exciting! ]

...

After watching the excitement, Wen Chan calmed down.

The comments in the barrage were replied in a sporadic manner.

"I usually play some games when I have nothing to do. I'm good at sleeping. For example, I'm going to sleep soon."

She yawned and left the computer desk.

He quickly went into the bathroom to wash up, came out a few minutes later, and went straight into bed to sleep, without even giving the audience in the live broadcast room a glance.

The key is that she hasn't turned off the live broadcast.

Look at the title of her live broadcast room: [Live broadcast of sleeping. ]

Everyone: […]

Pointed.

Everyone waited unwillingly in her live broadcast room for a few minutes.

Seeing that she was really asleep and not acting, they couldn't help but curse at her and then left.

What kind of anchor is this! What a waste of this rich man.

Rich brother 00 hasn't left yet.

The other big brother didn't leave even after failing the test.

The two were still in Wen Chan's live broadcast room.

After a long while, NG confirmed that they were the only two left in the live broadcast room.

He questioned 00 rudely in the barrage.

NG: [Which family dares to steal my people? ]

No one replied.

NG: [I am the one who brought this person here. Get out of here if you know what’s best for you!]

Still no reply.

NG: [Don’t think that just because you have some money you can make Wen Chan recognize you as his big brother. I’m afraid of myself when I spend money! I’m no worse than you! ]

NG: [Are you dumb? I'm warning you one last time, stay away from my target! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences! ]

After he uttered these harsh words, he asked someone to delete all the comments, fearing that Wen Chan would see them tomorrow.

Then he left Wen Chan's live broadcast room.

00 went to the bathroom, and when he came back he saw that the barrage had not been cleared, and he didn't see a word of what NG said.

He didn't think much about it. Looking at the little Wen Chan lying on the bed covered with a quilt and sleeping on the screen, he couldn't help but smile foolishly.

So cute, so cute, so cute.

I don’t know if she likes eating strawberries.

He wanted to find a chance to ask.

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Wen Chan went to bed early last night and woke up early the next day.

Perhaps because she had a good rest, she was in a good mood and made herself some breakfast.

Her live broadcast has become 24 hours a day, and no one watches it anyway.

This copy is probably the live broadcast pk.

Wen Chan was not interested in going out either.

After breakfast, she sat in front of the computer and prepared to find a small game to pass the time.

But I saw that 00 was still in the audience.

"Is 00-sibling still here? We spent a lot of money last night."

Wen Chan greeted casually.

Thinking back to yesterday when he gave her so much as a tip, she didn't even thank him.

After hesitating for a moment, he asked one more question: "Do you need... me to do anything?"

I have watched live broadcasts before, and it seems that the hosts always have private contact with the top player on the list.

However, after she talked for a long time, the other party did not reply to her. She thought that the other party was just hanging out in her live broadcast room and had no time to watch it.

She didn't pay much attention to it and waited until he was online to ask again.

Wen Chan was bored and started playing Candy Crush again.

On the barrage.

00: [The third row from the right, little strawberry! ]

"…You're here, so why didn't you reply just now?"

Wen Chan was speechless about this little strawberry brain, and her hands subconsciously did what he said and eliminated the little strawberries in the third row on the right.

00 posted a lot of coordinates in the barrage.

There is a line in it, [Do you like eating strawberries? ]

Wen Chan replied while eliminating the problem: "It's OK."

OK = like it.

00: [I'll send you two.]

Wen Chan blinked, "No need? It's too much trouble for you..."

Ding-dong-

Before he could finish his words, the doorbell rang suddenly.

Wen Chan was stunned for a moment, and a comment floated by: [It’s here, go get it! ]

Wen Chan: “…”

Fake person!

These people are definitely fake people just like A1 said!
How can express delivery be so fast?