Chapter 30 Brother Xiang's mentality exploded(2/2)
The city where Tiger Fish TV headquarters is located.
In a rental house.
Chen Xiang, who was watching the live broadcast, almost sprayed the fat guy happy water he was drinking on the computer screen.
"who?!"
"Who is in a bad way?!"
"I actually went to brush bombs in my name!"
"Damn it!"
"Who is so bad?"
"I actually took ten thousand yuan to get me!"
Ten thousand alpacas whizzed by in Chen Xiang's heart, and the sound of each alpaca was not bleating, but mmp.
Too much!
Chen Xiang's mentality was blown up. He couldn't tell when the enemy he had formed, or whether the netizens in the live broadcast room were spoofing.
At least most viewers now think that Chen Xiang brushed a bomb and asked the anchor to endorse the speech.
"My lifetime reputation has been ruined!"
"I can't even wash it if I jumped into any river!"
"Poor me!"
"I don't have a girlfriend yet!"
As soon as Chen Xiang finished saying this, his Weibo kept ringing, sending private messages.
"What's going on?"
Chen Xiang opened the private message and found that beautiful girls sent him messages, basically leaving phone numbers.
Some people want to know him, be friends with him, add WeChat, or have a meal together.
Some simply said they wanted to give birth to monkeys for him. Oh, no, they wanted to give him the process of giving birth to monkeys, not really giving birth to monkeys.
Something else...
He actually wanted to support him.
Chen Xiang's face was covered with black lines.
Destroyed!
All ruined!
Now that I can’t figure it out, I want to have a serious relationship, but I’m afraid I’ll be regarded as a silly rich man with a lot of money.
Chen Xiang does not reject the word "silly people and have more money".
The main reason is that he doesn't have much money, and the hat is left with only the stupid ones left.
"Am I stupid?"
Chen Xiang pointed at his nose and questioned himself the soul.
...
After Wu Di broadcasted Chen Xiang's advertisement orally, the live broadcast room went dark.
this time.
Not a clip.
Instead, countdown.
30 hours, 59 minutes, 59 seconds, 58 seconds, 57 seconds.
Wu Di knew that this was already off the air. The next time the live broadcast was started, it would be tomorrow in the real world.
Chapter completed!