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Chapter: 15

Bang, as soon as I walked in, I saw Zhao Liniu angrily patting the table.
Liang Shaoyong saw Qin Ming and said, “Xiaoming, come and watch. Zhang Xiaoyan is broadcasting live. All the students in our class helped her give her gifts to gain popularity. As a result, Yang Wei didn’t help her, and even deliberately helped others. Zhang Xiaoyan’s popularity can’t be compared.”
Qin Ming leaned over the computer to see that it was the beauty anchor K contest of the seafood station. The winner of every k could get a red envelope of 10,000 yuan.
And Zhang Xiaoyan is a classmate of their economics class. She looks very pure and has a bit of a sexy look. She is good at singing and dancing. Many students in her class have come to cheer since the broadcast.
Liang Shaoyong pointed to the red square in the live broadcast room, and another beautiful anchor. The female anchor’s fan list had a VIP sign with the name “big local tyrant Yang Wei”, and the screen also showed that “big local tyrant Yang Wei” gave out one. Plane.
Qin Ming said strangely: “Didn’t Yang Wei also give Zhang Xiaoyan a gift before? Why didn’t he do it suddenly?”
Zhao Liniu said: “Because Zhang Xiaoyan heard Li Meng say bad things about you this morning and laughed at you, but she said a few words without seeing her. As a result, she was hated and asked Yang Wei not to give her gifts.”
Liang Shaoyong said: “Yes. Zhang Xiaoyan’s live broadcast is not tepid, but many gifts are made by Yang Wei and Zhao Fugui. They all want to pursue Zhang Xiaoyan, but Zhang Xiaoyan is not a bird of them. Now Zhao Fugui doesn’t know who was discounted. In the hospital, Yang Wei looked for Li Meng again and stopped giving her a gift. But he didn’t do it if he didn’t do it, and he deliberately used Xiaoyan’s opponent, which caused Xiaoyan to lose twice.”
Bang, Zhao Liniu patted the table and said, “Hate that we don’t have that much money. I only have three thousand yuan in pocket money a month, so I can’t beat that bastard Yang Wei.”
Liang Shaoyong also said helplessly: “I just bought Chanel perfume for my girlfriend, and I have no money.”
Sun Zhipeng also sighed helplessly: “I’m 4,000 years old, but I can’t beat that bastard Yang Wei. I can’t breathe, I feel uncomfortable.”
They also knew that Qin Ming didn’t have much money, but didn’t let Qin Ming pay for gifts, just complaining that he had no money.
Qin Ming looked at the dialogue in the class and group, and it was basically Li Meng who was defending Yang Wei’s behavior.
“My Awei has money. You can use it if you want to. You can do it? You can also use it? Why do you blame my Awei?”
“Don’t my family have the freedom to spend money?”
“A Wei did not give Zhang Xiaoyan less brush before? Does it have to be brushed for a lifetime? Is Zhang Xiaoyan as cheap as Qin Ming’s stinky silk? Need someone to raise it?”
Qin Ming looked depressed, how did he become a patriarch? Li Meng didn’t spend any money on him either.
Li Meng continued to say in the group: “The one who is close to Zhu is red and the one is black, Xiaoyan, you have to understand this truth, you have to apologize to me, and I will let my family Awei come back to support you.”
Li Meng was basically the only one in the class to speak, and Zhang Xiaoyan was so shocked that Zhang Xiaoyan could not speak.
At this moment, in the hospital, in Zhao Fugui’s independent ward, Li Meng raised his mouth triumphantly with his mobile phone, and said, “You bunch of stinky silks are not Awei’s opponents at all. Ah, it’s great to have money. ”
With that, she kissed Yang Wei on the side again.
Yang Wei was very useful. He finally got into Li Meng. He thought about taking advantage of the small bamboo forest yesterday, but when he met Qin Ming and Nie Haitang, they broke up.
Therefore, today I have also laid down the blood, and used all means to please Li Meng, and I will put Li Meng to sleep tonight.
Li Meng said excitedly: “This stinky bitch Zhang Xiaoyan is against me? Give Qin Ming that stinky bitch back? Why am I too much? Did I say something wrong? Qin Ming is not a soft-haired girl. Can’t help the mud on the wall? nooneyyoayajb?”
Zhao Fugui lying on the bed said: “Damn, Zhang Xiaoyan actually speaks for Qin Ming? It’s really self-willing to be a bitch. What good is that kind of silk?”
Zhao Fugui’s younger brother Ma Fei also said: “No, it’s just to kill us to fight against us. Zhang Xiaoyan’s future live broadcasts won’t work anymore. My Qin Ming is also harmful and tiring.”
At this time, Zhao Li in the group was not so arrogant, and said: “Yang Wei, don’t go too far, deliberately fighting against Xiaoyan has already caused her to lose two games. She just said a word for Xiaoming, don’t be so stingy, Li Why does the matter between Meng and Xiaoming involve other people?”
When Li Meng saw it, the fire became violent, and he quickly typed in with his fingers: “I am not at odds with Qin Ming, why? Whoever helps Qin Ming is against me. Zhang Xiaoyan, you said in the group, saying that Qin Ming is stinky* *Since deserves it, admit it to me, and my family Awei will help you with the gift immediately.”
Zhao Fugui also typed in the class: “I, Zhao Fugui, also joined. I just asked my dad for 50,000 yuan, and it’s okay to brush all of them for you. I’m annoyed when I see Qin Ming’s poor and poor.
Many students in the class were speechless looking at such tit-for-tat words.
Boom, Zhao Liniu was so angry that he slapped the table and cursed: “It’s great to have money, it’s awkward. It’s too much, killing people.”
In the live broadcast room, Zhang Xiaoyan just finished singing a song and saw that she had only one-third of her blue “strength bar” left. Her popularity and gifts were not as good as her opponents. She was about to lose. She took out her mobile phone and typed in the group: “Li Meng, you derailed before breaking up with Qin Ming. Indeed, you are not right. I will not apologize.”
Li Meng immediately exploded, gritted his teeth with anger, and sent a sneer in the class.
Li Meng said: “Awei, Brother Fugui, Zhang Xiaoyan, this bitch, must be against me. Can you help me out of this bad breath? Zhang Xiaoyan, that bitch, she’s not Bai Fumei, she has made money by relying on live broadcasts over the years. Just a little money, I think it’s great? Isn’t Awei and Fugui you supporting? Without your gift, what would she be?”
Zhao Fugui and Yang Wei hummed: “No problem, it’s just money, my dad will give it to me if I don’t have it.”
The two of them continued to give Zhang Xiaoyan a gift to the female anchor of K with their mobile phones. Gradually, Zhang Xiaoyan’s popularity became lower and lower, and everyone went to see the local tyrants next door.
I saw someone exclaiming in the barrage: “Wow, it’s an airplane again, twenty stations, what a local tyrant, this female anchor is really popular.”
“The big local tyrant Yang Wei is walking around…”
“Thank you, Brother Fugui, for the thirty planes…”
“Haha, the female anchor named Xiaoyan lost. It only took three minutes for her to have one tenth left in her’Strength Bar’. She is still participating in this level. Isn’t she humiliating herself?”
In Zhang Xiaoyan’s live broadcast room, she watched her “power bar” getting lower and lower, her face was extremely ugly, but she was helpless. She was not a full-time anchor and did not have so many high-viscosity fans.
Li Meng saw Zhang Xiaoyan’s ugly expression and laughed: “Zhang Xiaoyan, are you stupid? Can’t you fight? You won’t stand in line, you deserve to lose. No matter how bad you are, you will lose, except for embarrassment. Shame.”
“In the future, there will be no big gold master, you can’t live broadcast, you have become a sexy girl like Qin Ming, really a pair.”
“Isn’t your attitude very tough? Let me see if you are tougher?”
“You speak to Qin Ming, can Qin Ming help you? He is just a trash scumbag. I guess he will be watching someone at the bar now. Haha.”
These words Li Meng directly typed in Zhang Xiaoyan’s live broadcast room, and the ironic words made Zhang Xiaoyan greatly irritated, tears in her eyes rolled.
But the reality is cruel. The five-minute k time has not yet ended, and her blue “bar of influence” has already bottomed out, which can be said to be too miserable.
At the backstage of Zhang Xiaoyan’s live broadcast room, Superman also sent a message: “Zhang Xiaoyan, what did you do? I didn’t receive any decent gifts after entering K. Or did I recommend it on the homepage. Don’t apply for this type of K if you don’t have a local fan. No more resources will be wasted on you.”
Zhang Xiaoyan endured the grievance and silently typed Superman in the background: “I’m sorry.”
Ding Dong, suddenly a reward announcement popped out from Zhang Xiaoyan’s live broadcast: It was not forensic doctor Qin Ming who gave the cute Xiaoyan a rocket.

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