C195 Brush Gifts Madly in the Air
C195 Brush Gifts Madly in the Air
Suddenly, a plane flashed on the screen.
"The fish fed to the cats is gifted with a plane!"
Fish that fed the cat: "Everyone give me a bit of strength. Pick up some small gifts, don't let that shameless woman, Han Yingying, easily surpass me!"
The barrage of bullets stirred up a commotion, and quite a few of his friends expressed their support for him:
"Brothers, let's start! If Singing God isn't here today, we can't be blown up by that woman!"
"Right, I've already changed the name of the Singing God Studio fan. It's impossible for it to explode now!"
Han Yingying broadcasted the news directly.
The group of tycoons were extremely infuriated. They looked at the list of gifts that was getting closer and closer and felt very proud. Soon, they would be able to get first place for the goddess in their hearts.
At this moment, the number one ranked song was directly broadcasted. The numbers suddenly rose slightly. This number made the few tycoons look at it in surprise. What was going on?
Bullets:
"There's something wrong with the rhythm."
"A group of people inside the Singing God Studio are madly swiping their gifts at the air."
"I went to take a look, it seems to be true."
The few tycoons were all dumbfounded.
Crafting presents at the air? Was there such a bizarre operation?
Seeing that Han Yingying was directly in first place, the few rich kids in the broadcast room were all angered, this matter was too excessive, if you started a live broadcast, then we can't say anything about it, it's just a ball of air, yet you want to occupy the top spot?
Han Yingying blinked her eyes, "We are just short of fifty thousand, work hard everyone!"
The group of friends said:
"Don't worry!" Yingying, today's first place is yours, no one can take it away! "
"The construction site is being paid today. Yingying, I'll definitely let you go up!"
The group all released their strength at the same time, causing the numbers to skyrocket once again. They were just a step away from being first.
The people from Singing God Studio were getting anxious.
"What the f * ck!"
"It's over, we're about to be set off by the chrysanthemums!"
"This woman's group of brainless fans are too crazy!"
Just when all of the friends were nervous.
At this time, a long banner suddenly streaked past.
[Cigarette ash falling to the ground as a gift of five super rockets!]
Smoke Stub said, "It's time for pocket money again this week."
The originally dull atmosphere in the live broadcast room was suddenly broken!
"What the f * ck!"
"Riche 666!"
"Isn't this too willful?"
"Flaming the air?"
"I knew Yan Hui Hao would attack!"
"The trenches are inhumane!"
The Shui friends in the live broadcast room were in an uproar.
At the same time, in the other broadcast rooms on the platform, the same banner appeared. All of the hosts were startled.
"What the hell?" Is the Singing God broadcasted? "
"Why is this another super fire? It's only the beginning of the month, isn't it?"
When the group of anchors saw the popularity standings, they immediately went blind.
Singing God Studio: It was not broadcast yet, so it is ranked number 1!
Was this okay?
Isn't that too fake!
Han Yingying broadcasted the news directly.
The group of tycoons brushed for a long time before they suddenly felt that something was wrong.
What was going on? Why hadn't he made it to the top?
Although the previous statistics were a bit different from the Singing God Studio, the Singing God had not started broadcasting it yet. Although the numbers had increased a bit, it was only a last-ditch effort and there was no reason for it to surpass it.
Suddenly, a long barrage of bullets streaked across the entire live broadcast room.
Han Yingying was stunned.
The group of young tycoons, who were getting excited just now, were also stunned.
"What's going on?"
"What happened to the broadcast?"
A few tycoons pointed it in and were blinded by the light!
Singing God really did not start the broadcast, the smoke and dust inside the broadcast room fell and were rewarded with five super rockets!
The tycoon wearing the aura of a noble, whom Han Yingying directly broadcasted, was immediately noticed by Shui You, who worked at the Singing God Studio.
A tycoon asked straightforwardly, "What do you mean?"
Smoke fell: "No meaning."
Riche: "Today is Yingying's birthday, give me some face."
"There was someone who told me that the other time. What do you think happened to him?"
The tycoon: "..."
Of course he knew what happened after that. Ever since Han Yingying started broadcasting the famous tycoon K586, she had not appeared for half a month now. She did not even use her Fighting Shrimp account numbers, and some of her friends even suspected that she had been arrested and sent to jail for embezzling public funds.
Bullets:
"Smoke Stub is invincible."
"BGM should be here!"
"Looks like it's going to be steady this time. Everyone, let's go with our little gifts and let everyone see the cohesion of our Singing God Studio!"
Although their share was not a lot, their victory was more than the base figure. The Singing God's stats on the gift list once again increased crazily.
Many of the friends in the water felt that this group of people had gone crazy. They must be crazy.
The group of entertainment section hosts' mouths were dry and their throats were itchy. Looking at the rapidly increasing numbers, they were unable to say a single word.
Whether or not the Singing God Studio was broadcasted, it was already completely a shadow in their hearts. It was too unreasonable, and there was no reason at all.
Han Yingying broadcasted the news directly.
They were extremely angry, but there was nothing they could do about it. They could be considered tycoons elsewhere, but in front of Smoke Stub, they didn't even have the qualifications to set it. The other party was simply an animal, it was not appropriate for them to use gifts to earn money.
Han Yingying didn't know what to say at this time. Looking at the continuously increasing numbers, he felt a deep sense of defeat; as the first sister of Fighting Shrimp, she was actually defeated by a ball of air today, could it be that she wasn't even comparable to a ball of air?
"Sorry everyone, but I suddenly feel a bit uncomfortable today. I'll be broadcasting it first." Han Yingying forced out a smile and watched the broadcast.
Singing God Studio.
The atmosphere was high, it was as though they had won a battle. Although Singing God did not start the broadcast, they were more excited than if it had started.
Smoke Stub was plugged into his headphones as he listened to the recording of 'Invincible'. It was very satisfying. Some of his friends were right, there should be a BGM here!
Chat below:
"Do you think that Singing God will be watching from the back?"
"I don't think so. If Singing God knew, he would have probably activated his Camera."
"I've taken a screenshot. There's a bunch of lunatics here. Not only are they madly brushing gifts in the air, their popularity even soared to 3 million!"
"I want to let Singing God know how terrifying of a thing has happened to him after he was gone for a whole day!"
"..."
Ahhh!
Ye Lee sneezed. He felt that it was a little strange, strange, but he couldn't say what was strange, could it be that someone was missing him?
Shaking his head, he felt a little dizzy.
Several people were already lying on the table.
Boss Wang was currently on the verge of collapse as he laughed drunkenly: "Doctor Ye, you really can drink. If I had known earlier that you were so good at drinking, I would have pulled you here to drink long ago, it would be so enjoyable …"