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Chapter 117 Love Me, Give Me a Gift (2)

As long as the original owner broadcasts live, someone will enter the live broadcast room and say some obscenities.

At first, the original owner could bear it, but later, those people became more and more crazy, and some fans couldn't stand it anymore and left, and all the words on Weibo were scolding her.

At her lowest point, Sui Hantian proposed to break up.

The original owner completely collapsed.

She could no longer bear other people's gossip, could no longer bear to be recognized and scolded inexplicably when she went shopping, and what made her even more unbearable was that Sui Hantian gave up on her.

She didn't know what she did wrong, as if God suddenly gave up on her, so she wanted to give her some punishment.

In the end, she chose to commit suicide in her room.

Junli can't stand suicide. After all, you are dead, and you may not be discovered until a long time later. The corpse is rotten and deformed. Who can bear it, anyway, she can't.

The timing of the transmission seems to be much later this time.

I used to pass through before breaking up with the scumbag, but this time I have already broken up.

It's okay, it's better to act after breaking up, and she doesn't have to pretend anymore.

Not surprisingly, this body is also a beauty embryo, but because she hasn't gone out for a while, her face is sickly pale. After cleaning the room, Jun Li thought about what she would exchange for it.

"This time, let's add sound."

In fact, she doesn't necessarily want to continue to be an anchor, but she feels that it is not her style to admit defeat like this. Since the original owner has fallen into an underestimation, then she will help her regain her peak.

Moreover, she has already calculated the laws of the system.

Under normal circumstances, Fu Mian will find her by herself. If she becomes an anchor and has a wider reputation, the chances of him finding her will be higher.

After deciding on her thoughts, Junli tidied herself up, and first opened Weibo, which she hadn't logged in for a long time.

The latest Weibo post is full of bad words.

"Bang Mang is no longer on Weibo? Dead?"

"It won't be broadcasting live anymore, it seems like a guilty conscience."

"Hehe, this kind of anchor who wants to make money doesn't look like a good product at first glance. I guess it's nothing in private, and I don't know if he has slept with fans or platform executives."

"I'm not sure, maybe she gave birth, didn't she mean she was pregnant?"

Mang Mang is the name of the original host's live broadcast. Jun Li looked at the vicious comments on it, instead of closing Weibo, he hung up Weibo, and then opened the live broadcast software that had been useless for a long time.

She has the memory of the original owner, so she knows all the skills of playing games, but her hands may be relatively raw.

I don't know if those people have been squatting all the time, but as soon as her side showed the status of live broadcast, a large number of people rushed in immediately.

The number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, and the comments below were jumping rapidly. She didn't even look at it. She just reached out and adjusted the position of the camera to ensure that the camera could capture her face and keyboard.

Because I want to play games, the original owner’s keyboard is a relatively high-priced mechanical keyboard. The feel of playing games is much better than that of ordinary keyboards. The keyboard has glare, which is very beautiful.

Jun Li wore a crescent white dress, which was very conservative, only showing her fair neck, not even a little bit of her collarbone.

She switched the screen back to Weibo comments.

Because in the live broadcast, everyone in the live broadcast room can see the comments.

Jun Li took the water next to her, took a sip, moistened her throat, and said, "Aren't you curious? I won't do anything else today, and I will answer it for you."

(End of this chapter)