After being reborn as a male god, you want to rip off my vest

Chapter 565 It should be a beauty live broadcast, right?
Even Chu Yunluo didn't have time to react, countless people flooded into the live broadcast room...

Dalong and the host were immediately stunned.

This, what's going on?

[Fenghen, the head of the Tianwan Wantian group overnight: The live broadcast account has been found and broken, and you can enter directly. ]
The wind marks left a string of numbers and disappeared.

I don't know who broke the news to the forum, and all the readers rushed in.

Everyone watched the numbers in the live broadcast room soaring at a speed visible to the naked eye, rising and rising——

What the hell!

Dalong cursed in his heart, and was suddenly patted: "Editor-in-chief?"

The editor-in-chief smiled brightly and said: "Come on, people from Shengshi Entertainment Films are here, intending to buy the copyright of Seven Times a Night."

Glory Entertainment!

Dalong was taken aback!That's Prosperity Entertainment, one of the top entertainment companies in Huaguo's entertainment industry, and it's even dubbed the Entertainment Factory, and its star-making efforts are extremely terrifying.

As soon as I entered the meeting room, I saw a middle-aged man and a young man.

The young man said with a dry smile, "Hi, my name is Ling, and I'm the assistant to the president. You can call me Assistant Ling."

Dalong took a deep breath, the assistant president of Shengshi Entertainment branch?

Oh my god, big business is coming.

Golden Age Group
"When I went in just now, I found that Mr. Jun was actually playing in the live broadcast room!" An assistant girl who just came out winked at the others excitedly.

The assistants gasped.

In their eyes, they are always low-key, luxurious and connotative, but they are indifferent, old-fashioned and unfashionable.They discussed in private how long a person could live without a cell phone.

They unanimously came to a conclusion that Mr. Jun will last forever.

Yes, in their eyes, Mr. Jun with this image actually played in the live broadcast room?My god, it's going to change!very scary.

"What live broadcast are you watching?" a man said meanly.

The girl scratched her hair and said, "It should be the beauty live broadcast."

Of course she didn't see it, it was just intuition!Don't men just like to watch those live broadcasts?
The assistants glanced at the president's office and made intriguing voices...

Their boss is also a man.

Jun Yeqing was not interested in what Chu Yunluo said, he liked the voice.

Gradually, his lips pursed slightly.

Chu Yunluo has never said so many words to him.

Thinking of this, Jun Yeqing frowned slightly.

At this moment, whoever broke into the live broadcast room, a group of people searched the room number of the live broadcast room and came in...

And the number is extremely large, almost overwhelming the live broadcast room in an instant.

"Wow, wow, I want to see my real face seven times a night!"

"Big Brother Fenghen is awesome, broke through the locked room and entered! Worship the local tyrant technology boss."

"Yiqingda, are you there? I know you're here, I love you, and I'm your fan!"

"Excuse me, Brother Kyushu, do you need a boyfriend? I can sign up."

"..."

The entire live broadcast room was in chaos, and all kinds of messy news came out.

A group of people originally wanted to see the true face of Seven Times in One Night, but they found that it was pitch black in front of the camera...

Fuck, isn't it really an ugly guy?Otherwise, what are you doing covering the lens?
There was a hostess in the live broadcast room, and she panicked this time.

This is a teaching interview between authors, not a fan meeting.

The hostess knew that these people were fans of the website, so she didn't dare to kick them out casually, so she had to chat with Dalong privately.

Dalong also pretended to be dead...

The hostess has the idea of ​​crying to death, so what should I do!
At this time, Hua Ruanruan swiped an "airplane" gift, swiped the screen directly and attached a super large font message:

"God seven times a night, why didn't you answer my question. You sold the copyright to the other two gods, but you didn't have any opinion?"

(End of this chapter)