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

Chapter 271 Anchor (5)

Wen Chan listened to Ling Chao's words quietly.

She hadn't thought about these aspects, but she just felt that NG, this big brother who appeared out of nowhere, was very strange.

There is 100% conspiracy, but I didn't expect that he was just training his own killer.

But why do we have to do this live?
If the purpose is just to get the human corpse, can't you just kill someone secretly and have it all to yourself?
Why open a live broadcast channel?
Thinking of this, Wen Chan also asked his doubts.

Ling Chao was silent for a while, as if he didn't know whether he should answer her question.

Very hesitant.

Wen Chan understood what he meant. He knew it but didn't want to say it.

She thought at most that the scenario was specially set up in the copy, but she didn't expect that there were really other reasons?
Wen Chan lowered her voice and said softly, "It's okay if you don't want to tell me. I don't have to know. I'm just a little curious."

Ling Chao: “…”

He glanced at Wen Chan furtively and saw that she really didn't care. She was fixing her hair and didn't even look at him.

He felt inexplicably guilty.

I was wondering if she was angry?
She obviously made concessions for herself.

She yelled at him so loudly before, but now she speaks so sweetly, and he likes it very much.

In this situation, he felt uncomfortable keeping it from her.

After a few seconds of silence, Ling Chao muttered something in a low voice.

Wen Chan didn't hear clearly, so she turned to look at him, "What did you say?"

When Ling Chao saw her looking at him, he shyly and nervously covered his face and raised his voice a little, "To launder money."

"?"

Wen Chan couldn't believe what she heard.

Money laundering?

Is that what she thought?
"Do these fake people have such a big demand?" Her voice was so shocked that it changed a little.

Ling Chao buried his face even lower, and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito, "I told you I need a lot of money."

Wen Chan: “?!”

She jumped up from the bed and stared at Ling Chao who was sitting beside the bed with surprise.

His tone was full of disbelief, "You mean... this live broadcast platform industry is yours?"

Is this what he meant?
"Well……"

Ling Chao even bent down, facing the back of his head and his bleeding ears towards Wen Chan.

"Ah... I secretly got 100 million points, and I didn't think of a way to pass them on, but they wouldn't let me use them."

Wen Chan: “…………”

Live streaming is indeed one of the fastest ways to make money. It is common for great anchors to earn millions or even tens of millions in one night.

If viewers want to reward their favorite anchor, they have to redeem platform points on the platform at a one-to-one ratio.

He also used the platform to give out points that he did not obtain through formal channels as rewards, and then split the profits 2:8 with the anchor. The platform made an extraordinary amount of money.

And his points also have a regular source.

It is equivalent to passing money from the left hand to the right hand, and taking a little in the middle to give to the anchor as toll.

"Who said you were stupid? You're awesome."

Wen Chan muttered to himself.

Ling Chao moved his ears. Was she praising herself?

Did he hear it correctly?
Wen Chan sat back on the bed with an extremely serious expression.

This kid was so influenced by her need for money that he actually did something that would get him shot if caught in a normal society!
Fortunately, this is not a normal society.

He did this kind of thing...

awesome!
She regretted that she had always thought the little monster was mentally retarded.

This is not stupid, this is a think tank.

Boo!
Wen Chan couldn't help but move over to hold Ling Chao's head and kissed him hard on the back of his hand which was covering his face.

"I won't scold you anymore. Next time you live stream, give me your best, okay?"

If she had known this would happen, why would she still feel sad?
But if you think about it carefully, these primitive industries in each copy do belong to the little monsters.

Even if it didn't belong to him, he could still get the points that the players had handed in to those industries and secretly transfer them to her card.

In the current situation, maybe he is disgusted with the stinginess of the players? He doesn't have many points, so he did this?
Then she doesn't need to be polite at all!

"You...you kissed me?"

Ling Chao's hands, which were covering his face, froze. He opened his fingers with some trembling and secretly observed Wen Chan's expression through his fingers.

But at some point, Wen Chan was no longer by the bed.

He immediately put down his hand and searched for Wen Chan's location.

I saw her at the computer desk.

Wen Chan turned on the computer and said to him without turning around, "This is the benefit that the No. 1 brother on the list should have."

"Oh, by the way, I can't give you the little strawberries you want to eat. If you need, I can grow some on you."

Ling Chao: “…”

He didn't understand what she meant by the second half of the sentence, but he understood the first half.

"So you lied to me, you won't send me strawberries at all!"

Wen Chan: "If I had known that the little strawberry you were talking about was that kind of thing, not only would I not give it to you, I would also slap you in the face."

He wanted to eat that kind of thing for no reason. If not him, who would be beaten?
When Ling Chao heard this, he couldn't help but shudder.

When Wen Chan thought of this, she suddenly realized that he was the top brother on her list last night. If she won, then wouldn't the body of the big-bellied immortal on the opposite side be distributed by him?

No wonder NG secretly warned Ling Chao when she was away.

that……

Of the two "little strawberries" delivered today, one of them is from the Big-Bellied Immortal?
Wen Chan's face wrinkled into a ball.

Not only did he defeat the opponent, he also brought his heart home.

What a bummer.

She suddenly stood up and walked towards Ling Chao who was beside the bed.

Standing in front of him, looking down at him.

Ling Chao didn't know why, but he felt very guilty.

He turned his head and tried not to look at Wen Chan, but he couldn't help but secretly look at her expression.

Wen Chan raised his hand, and Ling Chao subconsciously raised his arms to cover his face.

"Don't hit me! You promised me that you wouldn't be mean to me."

His voice was trembling, fearing that Wen Chan would attack him.

He could have just disappeared.

But when he thought about what she told him not to come again after he disappeared, he didn't dare to leave.

As soon as she left, she wouldn't let me come.

He was ready to be beaten, but unexpectedly Wen Chan gently placed her hand on his head and rubbed it.

Ling Chao was stunned.

Wen Chan's soft voice sounded, "Be good, go lie down on the bed."

Ling Chao tentatively put down his arms, and seeing Wen Chan's amiable smile, he felt a little relieved.

Obediently crawled into Wen Chan's bed and lay down, "Is this okay?"

Wen Chan still smiled, "Sure."

As she spoke, she pulled her quilt over Ling Chao's head.

Ling Chao instantly felt that this smile became creepy, "Chan Chan you..."

His vision fell into darkness.

He asked incredulously under the quilt: "Chanchan, are you going to suffocate me to death?"

Wen Chan didn't say anything.

Ling Chao continued, "I can live without breathing. Can you please stop suffocating me? Try another method."

A corner of the quilt was lifted up, and Wen Chan's little hand passed in a mobile phone, and then covered the quilt again. "I'm going to broadcast live, you stay here quietly, if you want to watch the live broadcast, use your phone, and you are not allowed to come out, do you hear me?"

"..." Ling Chao breathed a sigh of relief.

So she was afraid that he would appear in her live broadcast room?
So she was afraid that he would appear in her live broadcast room!
Alarms rang wildly in his mind, and the words NG had said to Wen Chan at that time echoed in his mind.

NG does not allow anyone other than himself to appear in Wen Chan's room.

So she was obedient and had to hide him?
Ling Chao only received two messages in his mind at this time.

Chanchan likes NG very much.

She is very willing to listen to NG.

So who is he?
Just now she kissed herself and said that this was a benefit for being the top brother on the list.

Then if NG becomes her top brother in the future, will she kiss him too?
No!

Although he was filled with hatred, Ling Chao had no intention of getting out of bed.

Although he is rebellious at heart, his body is honest and he listens to Wen Chan.

He picked up his phone and watched Wen Chan's live broadcast in bed.

Just like the previous two days, while others were doing important things, she was either daydreaming or playing small games.

But today this little game is no longer a connect-the-dots game.

Ling Chao felt very disappointed.

She gave up the little strawberry between them!

Ling Chao was about to cry.

Wen Chan didn't know what he was thinking at the moment. She was playing the classic computer game, Minesweeper.

This little game requires a certain level of intelligence, so you need to be particularly focused.

I don’t know when and how many people came into the live broadcast room.

It wasn't until a barrage of comments passed across the screen that Wen Chan came back to her senses.

[The anchor lives in a haunted house? ]

Who is this? How rude of you to curse her for living in a haunted house!
"This is a normal house," she replied expressionlessly.

Another comment: [Don’t mention the previous part. It’s obvious that the host doesn’t have any special skills. What can she know? ]

Wen Chan: “?”

[Yes, there was a male ghost crying in the room, but she didn't hear it. Ignorance is really good.]

Wen Chan: “?”

She quickly turned around and looked behind her, but there was nothing.

Seeing her reaction, the barrage of comments burst into laughter.

Finally, I have some popularity.

Wen Chan ignored the comments and her eyes were attracted by the small bulge on the bed.

The faint sound of Ling Chao crying reached her ears.

She was playing a game just now, and the background music was a little loud, so she didn't hear it at all.

Fearing that Ling Chao would not obey and cause trouble, Wen Chan deliberately moved the camera to the side so that it was not facing the bed.

As long as he stayed in the area where the bed was, people in the live broadcast room couldn't find him at all.

What surprised her was that she didn't hear Ling Chao's cry so softly, but other people in the live broadcast room heard it.

And said he was a ghost.

These fake people are still very sensitive to sounds.

So Ling Chao’s identity might really be a ghost.

Wen Chan made a random analysis, turned around and continued playing the game.

"Don't scare me, there's nothing there."

[What was the anchor watching just now? You're not directing or acting in it yourself, are you? ]

[Don't be fooled by this kind of people! In order to attract people's attention, aren't there enough dramas directed and performed by themselves? ]

[But that crying sound is indeed the voice of a ghost. We can still distinguish the breath of a ghost from that of a human.]

【Oh, it stopped now. 】

[Oh oh oh! It appeared! Anchor, look behind you! ]

Wen Chan looked back again, but saw nothing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ling Chao lying on the bed, motionless and without any sound.

"you……"

She was just about to turn around and ask these people to quiet down when she suddenly felt a wet touch on her face.

Something invisible was touching her face.

Who else but Ling Chao could have felt this wet and sticky feeling?

He actually turned into an invisible being and appeared in her live broadcast room!
The problem is that she is the only one who can't see it, while the other viewers in the live broadcast room can see it clearly.

[Hahahaha, looking at the host's confused expression, do you feel it? ]

[That male ghost is touching her face! Oh, I am dying of laughter...]

[This male ghost seems to like you very much. Keep him as a host and I will give you money. ]

[xxx presented anchor Wenchan Jinsinan coffin x1]

Wen Chan, who was about to go off the air to deal with Ling Chao: "..."

Wen Chan sat up straight, thinking that she could endure for a while longer. "Boss is generous, you guys like to watch, so I will hold on for a while longer."

[The anchor should search for the manual on raising ghosts, and then raise them live in the future, opening up a new track for live broadcasting. 】

[Yes, I feel that other anchors who waste food are too wasteful. I don’t want to watch them. This kind of curiosity is more interesting.]

[When you say wasting food, do you mean the big eater next door, or the anatomy lady? 】

【Hehe, those who understand will understand. 】

Wen Chan: “…”

The words on the barrage made Wen Chan understand why those big eaters who eat more than ten kilograms of rice in one meal are not very popular anymore.

Because the food these audience members eat is not food that normal humans can eat, they cannot feel that kind of shock.

Ling Chao was standing behind Wen Chan at this time. Taking advantage of the fact that Wen Chan couldn't see him, he bent down and hugged her neck from behind, chatting with her while watching the people on the barrage.

But there was too much moisture on his body, and Wen Chan couldn't help but notice it.

[Host, do you feel a chill coming? He is hugging you! ]

There are also "kind-hearted people" in the barrage, who tell Wen Chan the movements of the "male ghost" in real time.

I originally wanted to see her looking back repeatedly in fear like before.

As a result, Wen Chan was much calmer this time.

"If I can't see it, it's the same as not existing."

NG: [Can’t you fucking see? ]

NG entered the live broadcast room at some point and was furious when he heard Wen Chan's words.

In particular, Ling Chao was smiling at the audience in the live broadcast room behind Wen Chan, as if he was showing off something.

[Who is so angry? Oh, it turns out to be the host's No. 2. The No. 1 hasn't said anything yet, why are you so anxious? ]

NG: [My fucking house was robbed! Wen Chan, have you forgotten what I just told you? Just wait! You better hide your adulterer right now! Don’t let me catch you! ]

Wen Chan: “…” Oh no.

Barrage: [The anchor knows how to play! The main wife catches the mistress? Please continue the live broadcast, okay? ]

[But ordinary people can’t really see male ghosts~ Can’t we criticize them? ]

[I support the male ghost! This second place on the list can't even protect the first place, how can he protect the anchor? The male ghost appeared directly in the anchor's house, and he might have been there before. One man and one ghost eat and live together every day, following each other like a shadow, it's too good to be true! ]

NG: [Damn you! Get out of here! Didn’t you realize that the ghost’s soul was just out of the body? That means the body is nearby! F*ck!]

[So you are really green? I am glad to hear that. ]

No one in the barrage felt sorry for him, instead they were gloating over his misfortune.

Wen Chan pinched her eyebrows with a headache.

Ling Chao was obviously afraid that NG's virus would be transmitted to him, so why did he attract NG over?