As Li Wenhui took the lead in stirring up trouble, Meng Jiaren was not to be outdone and began to quarrel with Li Wenhui.
Although the two of them did not curse, the vulgarity in their words was clearly displayed.
Lin Pingfan was not interested in this kind of vulgar live broadcast.
He simply left the computer and prepared to return to his original position and sit down.
But as soon as he got up, he heard Li Wenhui shouting to the fans watching the live broadcast: "Today's live broadcast, all the treasures in the live broadcast room, bring me gifts!"
"Today is the time for me to compete with this bitch. Everyone will pay me a hundred yuan. If you can't afford it, get out of the live broadcast room."
"Especially those accounts that are level 20 and don't pay a penny after watching my live broadcast for three hours, please don't be embarrassed in my live broadcast room!"
Lin Pingfan was a little disgusted by the mandatory gift purchase.
But that last sentence obviously had a hidden meaning.
There are no more than five or six hundred people in the whole group. Except for a few level 30 accounts on the list, the others are basically low-level trumpets.
Only Zhou Ziyu’s account is level 20.
Obviously, she was talking about Zhou Ziyu.
After the two have been together for so many years, she certainly knows Zhou Ziyu's account name.
Lin Pingfan frowned and stared at the live broadcast room.
Li Wenhui and Meng Jiaren have already started playing PK, and the time is only five minutes.
Just at the beginning, Li Wenhui's top brother immediately bought a Swan Lake for 520 yuan.
Directly ahead of Meng Jiaren, who has no one to buy gifts yet.
"Thank you Brother Ming for Swan Lake. Mmm, I love you!" Li Wenhui began to compliment her ambiguously on the spot.
Lin Pingfan glanced at the account named Tianming, and the photo was clearly that of Dou Ming.
This couple actually started to set the pace in the live broadcast room.
One person started sending gifts, and other cautious little eyes kept sending them.
Li Wenhui is very good-looking in person, and with the highly glamorous filter, she looks like a fairy descending from the earth.
Also, she was wearing a crotch-length short skirt and her waist was constantly twisting and looming. Even though she had spoken rudely before, there were still a group of old perverts rushing to pick up the gifts.
"Boys, the gift is too small. Each of you can walk up the Swan Lake and crush the bitch across from you!"
"If we win the PK later, I'll give the boys a special trick, handstand on their hands!"
As soon as these words came out, the old perverts were even more excited.
Wearing a crotch-length short skirt and standing upside down...
That picture makes me happy just thinking about it!
Immediately, a few perverts criticized Swan Lake for 520 yuan each.
On the other hand, Meng Jiaren only had a few sunglasses here and there. She was so anxious that she almost cried. She kept begging the fans who had less than 200 people in the live broadcast room to buy more gifts.
As Li Wenhui's gifts skyrocketed, she also became arrogant. She no longer started to make insinuations, but directly named her by name: "That tough-minded woman, if you don't pay for the gifts, get out of my live broadcast."
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"Poor people are not welcome in my live broadcast room. If you have any shame, get out of here and don't let me kick you!"
Immediately afterwards, Dou Ming also began to flood the screen with words: "Girl, can you get out of here, you poor bitch!?"
"Our little Huihui is playing PK, and every fan is obliged to buy gifts. If you are just here to watch, then you are in the wrong live broadcast room!"
"There are many ugly men's live broadcast rooms to watch, please get out of here in a polite manner!"
With these two people setting the pace, other idiot fans followed suit and kept flooding the screen with words.
Milky-white Xuezi: 'A level 20 account that doesn't even use Swan Lake, are you Xiao Huihui's true fan? If not, get out of here, you are not welcome here.'
The black-headed turtle: 'Don't be angry, Xiao Huihui. This guy looks like a poor guy at first glance. If we don't understand him, this kind of person should be kicked out of the live broadcast room by the management!'
Yin Tian's message: 'It's better to charge for watching and let some poor people look down on the live broadcast, so that the live broadcast room will not be made cheap and humiliate Xiao Huihui's identity!'
Everyone has different opinions, like a bunch of super licking dogs.
Lin Pingfan, who was not easily angry at first, could not help but darken when he saw these licking dogs again.
He typed directly, preparing to scold this group of people for their dog-licking behavior.
But when he had just finished typing and was about to send it, a dialog box suddenly popped up on the interface.
'You have been kicked out of the live broadcast room by the host.'
"Fuck you!" This action by Li Wenhui made Lin Pingfan angry and his face turned red.
Even though he is the Young Master of Yanxia, even though he stands at the peak of Yanxia, there is nothing he can do against those Internet trolls.
Lin Pingfan's face gradually darkened and he clicked into Li Wenhui's live broadcast room again.
As soon as I entered, I was kicked out again several times.
He clicked in again, and without waiting for Li Wenhui to kick him out of the live broadcast room, he decisively clicked on Meng Jiaren's avatar and entered her live broadcast room.
Meng Jiaren's live broadcast room was a bit deserted. She was dressed relatively normally, a long white gauze dress, which was only slightly translucent. The photo was much better than Li Wenhui's posing look.
There were originally 200 people in the live broadcast room, but now there are less than 100 people left.
On the contrary, the number of people in Li Wenhui's live broadcast room increased by 100. It must be that Meng Jiaren's fans all went to Li Wenhui's live broadcast room.
And the value of Li Wenhui's gift has reached 10,000 yuan, which is equivalent to 10,000 yuan.
Meng Jiaren's side is much worse, with only more than 700.
There were only three minutes left in the pk, and Li Wenhui's victory was almost certain.
"Brothers, please help me, I don't want to lose!"
"If there is a big brother who can help me win this PK, I will parachute directly to your city and treat you to dinner!"
It doesn't matter if you eat or not, the key is to land in the air!
This attracted cheers and excitement from the fans, but it only increased a few glasses, and it was still a huge difference from the gift value of 10,000.
Opposite me, Li Wenhui's arrogance became even more intense, and she kept taunting Meng Jiaren: "Bitch, kneel down and call me mom soon. I want to record the screen so that all fans can see it!"
"Remember, as long as you dare to live broadcast in the future, I will compete with you over the mic until you are disconnected!"
Faced with this arrogant arrogance, Meng Jiaren was on the verge of tears and was unable to refute.
But at this moment, a paragraph suddenly appeared on the public screen.
"I made a bet with her that during this PK, I would not only kneel down and call my mother, but also withdraw from the Internet."
When Meng Jiaren saw this, she couldn't help but frown slightly, because this account was in her live broadcast room, it was just a first-level account, and it didn't even have followers or fans.
"Brother, if you can give me five carnival cards and let me surpass her, I will bet with her."
"But you haven't followed her yet. I suspect that you are Xiao Huihui's true fan, and you came to my live broadcast room to set the pace!"
Although the tone is not good, it is not as strong as Li Wenhui.
And the words just now were clearly sent by Lin Pingfan.