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Chapter 43: Superman Comes to the World (Part )

"Officially started? What officially started?!"

Chen Banxian stood up suddenly, his hair standing on end with anger: "Get down from here, you bastard!"

He knew very well that those people on the Internet would always want the world to be in chaos. They just wanted to see traditional martial arts being humiliated, to see "rivers of blood", and to see people being beaten!
As for who the person who was beaten was, netizens didn't care.

So, when he ran onto the stage and whined and got beaten up, wasn't he just pretending to be pitiful for the internet to see and to help Xiao Yu out?
But this BYD is up again...

"Xiao Yu! What are you doing?" Xiao Guanguan naturally understood the reason, and hurriedly climbed onto the stage, trying to pull Xiao Yu down.

Xiao Yu remained indifferent.

He completely ignored Chen Banxian who was jumping up and down below, and Xiao Guanguan who was pulling hard at his trouser legs.

He took out a retractable anchor-specific selfie stick from his Hanfu. Then he took out four mobile phones and opened the four live broadcast rooms of "Tiao Le", "Man Shou", "P Station" and "Ju Bo" respectively.

Then use a selfie stick to secure the four phones one by one.

Start broadcasting!
moment!

The four major live broadcast rooms "exploded" on the spot.

It seemed like just a blink of an eye, and tens of millions of viewers poured in!
【Front row! 】

【First! 】

【I am the first! 】

【First! 】

【First!!】

[Awesome awesome…]

[Hello everyone, my son is missing. He is a dog and always likes to shout first. ]

[Cool～]

[Are you finally willing to start broadcasting? ]

【Damn it, there are more than 8 million people online. 】

【One hundred and seven hundred thousand.】

[Eleven million...]

[Is this the power of genuine products? ]

[The official Slow Hand seems to be pushing it hard! There are already more than 30 million people online! ]

[Please brush slower... I can't see what you are barking about without pausing...]

[Usually, other live broadcast rooms would become stuck once the number of people reached one million. Why is this one so smooth? ]

[Hey! I love being cuckolded! No one can see it anyway. ]

【I have witnessed the whole process since morning. 】

【+1】

[Your grandpa is a hero. You'd better take advantage of this opportunity to back off.]

[I also want to have a grandpa like this! (crying)]

[Grandpa: I can’t carry you. I really can’t carry you.]

[Can't you see that these two are acting in a double act? ]

[I went through all four live broadcast rooms, and there are nearly 100 million people online. ~ Don’t you guys have to go to work? ]

[The biggest internet celebrity in the history of the Federation! ]

【Wendaomen is awesome! 】

[So the statistics show that there are a total of 100 million idle people in the entire East Region. ]

【Today is the anniversary of the national hero ***. But you don't care, you only care about a clown. You only care about your own happiness. 】

[Fuck, this BYD is really popular. ]

[I'm jealous. How much money did you get just in tips? ]

【Entertainment to death...】

[Xiao Yu, you are a big liar! Traffic has made you confused...]

The heat has never been higher.

This brought about a comment refresh speed that had never been seen in any live broadcast room.

Xiao Yu just lowered his head and glanced at it, just like a quick glance.

Not to mention any punctuation marks in the comment section. Even the crazy scrolling reward records are not clear.

Of course, he didn't want to watch it.

He immediately handed the selfie stick with four mobile phones hanging on it to Xiao Guanguan, who was holding his trouser leg tightly.

"What...what?" Xiao Guanguan took it subconsciously.

"Go down and broadcast live to me."

"...No, I want you to..."

"Go and broadcast live for me." Xiao Yu's tone was unquestionable. Uncontrollably, Xiao Guanguan was suppressed by this momentum and hesitantly left the stage.

"Why are you back?" Chen Banxian asked, suppressing his anger.

"Xiao...Xiao Yu, let me down..."

"Go up!" Chen Banxian said in an unquestionable tone: "Pull him down for me!"

"Oh."

Holding the selfie stick, Xiao Guanguan climbed up again in a daze: "Xiao Yu, grandpa asked you to..."

"Go down and broadcast live for me." Xiao Yu did not allow any doubt.

"……it is good."

"Go up! Pull him down for me!" Chen Banxian did not allow any doubt.

"Oh."

"Go down."

"Ah."

"Go up! Pull it down!"

"Uh-huh."

"Go live broadcast."

"Oh……"

[Damn! You two are going too far!]

[I just noticed this girl. She's so pretty. ]

[Poor little thing...]

【Poor little thing for a good thing. 】

[Fuck! Is this Xiao the liar's aunt? ]

【I want to*! What should I do? ! 】

【Brothers, I really like this. 】

[It’s over. With such a huge amount of traffic, this girl is going to be popular. She’s going to be a star.]

[One hundred million people watched it online, a dog can become an Internet celebrity even if it appears on camera! ]

[Oh my god…]

[Stop taking photos of Xiao Yu. I want to see girls! Take a selfie! Quick!]

Under the attention of hundreds of millions of netizens in four live broadcast rooms, Xiao Guanguan became tired of climbing and simply stopped right between the stage and the ground.

not on.

Not downloading anymore.

While holding the selfie stick towards Xiao Yu, he turned around and looked at Chen Banxian pitifully.

Chen Banxian: “…”

Slowly covering his heart that was hurt by anger, Chen Banxian sat limply on the ground: "Your Xiao family is awesome. My Chen family surrenders."

at the same time.

The bloggers surrounding the ring were also excited.

Because they found that with the start of Xiao Yu’s live broadcast, the number of people in each of their live broadcast rooms experienced a cliff-like drop!
Many people who were not anchors before, but just took the opportunity to get traffic, did not have any fan base. The original tens of thousands of online users dropped to zero in an instant!
So terrifying.

But that’s not all…

Before the anchors could recover, the already devastating number of online users plummeted again!

It turned out that the host Da Fei also started broadcasting urgently.

"I fuck you two uncles?"

"The number of people in my live broadcast room has dropped to negative numbers? Is there a fucking negative number in this thing?"

"That's not necessary, buddy?"

"Yes. It's a waste of time."

"Okay, okay, you two go ahead and play it. F**k you."

"It's not bad! I still have more than a thousand of you brothers in my live studio. It's in times of trouble that we meet again... What? You can't squeeze in?"

Da Fei, who had been standing at the door of the boxing gym and never moved, also opened four live broadcast rooms.

But soon, he was surprised to find that the maximum number of people that could be accommodated in each of his live broadcast rooms was no more than two million...

I turned around and glanced at Xiao Yu’s live broadcast room on “Slow Hand”… there were 50 million people watching.

Dafei: “???”

……

(End of this chapter)