For Ye Zihao, he felt that he was not bragging, but Yang Ruobing was saying that he was the best braggart.
Regarding this, Ye Zihao was puzzled for a while.
But he was puzzled because he also knew that Yang Ruobing was making fun of him, so he didn't pay much attention.
In about half an hour, Ye Zihao and the others finished their meal, and then they went shopping for an hour or two. When they had almost bought everything, Yang Ruobing suggested going for a walk in a nearby park.
Ye Zihao naturally had no opinion on this.
After seeing Ye Zihao put the shopping bags in the car, he and Yang Ruobing went for a walk in a nearby park.
It was after 9 o'clock in the evening, and there were many people walking in the park. There were small groups of friends, sweet couples, and families.
Ye Zihao and the others were walking in the park, but at this moment, they saw someone playing live broadcast not far away.
Online live streaming is an emerging industry that has emerged in recent years, and many people are very keen to invest in this industry.
Some people live broadcast singing, some live live broadcast eating, some live live broadcast playing games, and some even live broadcast "creating humans".
There are all kinds of online live broadcasts, and you can only think of things that you can't do without them.
But the man who was live streaming in front of him was actually live streaming to spread his wealth.
“Come on, come on, friends who are passing by, come and get some money~~”
"The God of Wealth will make a fortune today!"
"Kid, uncle gives you 100 yuan, you can use it to buy some candies!"
…
It was seen that this man, who was about 26 years old, actually took cash and handed out money to the onlookers.
"This guy, it's funny, he actually spreads his wealth directly."
Ye Zihao laughed dumbly and said.
"Everyone is there." Yang Ruobing smiled slightly, but the smile was a little helpless.
However, when they were about to leave, the man actually shouted to the onlookers and said: "Everyone, don't think it's impossible. I'm doing charity activities. You can take the money, I'm here."
Scatter wealth."
"Charity event?"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao and the others were a little surprised.
Originally they thought it was just an ordinary live broadcast, but what surprised them was that this man actually used the live broadcast to do charity activities. They felt that this man was a little pretentious.
If he really wants to do charity activities, does he need to be so high-profile? It's as if the whole world doesn't know that he is doing charity activities.
"Honey, let's go over and see what kind of plane he is making."
Ye Zihao suggested and said.
"Whatever you want!"
Yang Ruobing responded lightly, and then the two of them walked closer to take a look.
At this time, the man and his companions took tens of hundreds of dollars in cash and handed out money to the onlookers.
At first, these people felt a little strange, and no one dared to take the money easily, but these people forced the money into their hands, and the onlookers had to accept the money.
Even Ye Zihao, who was watching from the sidelines, had 10 yuan stuffed in his hand.
What on earth are they doing?
Ye Zihao frowned, becoming more and more confused.
After the money was distributed, some people wanted to leave.
However, at this moment, the man shouted loudly on the live broadcast and said: "That handsome guy, don't leave~"
"What's up?"
A man stopped and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"It's okay, please keep the money. We were live broadcasting just now and playing games." The live broadcaster started to explain and said.
"Playing games?"
Suddenly, everyone in the audience was surprised.
I originally thought that this man was kind-hearted to spread his wealth, but who knew that he was actually playing games? Damn it, do you think we are monkeys playing?
"They are really faking it!"
Ye Zihao on the side became a little unhappy.
Nowadays, in the online live broadcast industry, some people come up with all kinds of things in order to increase their popularity. For example, in this live broadcast, in order to increase their popularity, they pretend to make money and say that they are doing charity activities.
To put it bluntly, it is just pretentious.
"Damn it!! You bastard, you didn't fucking tell me earlier, and you made me happy for a while, damn it!"
Someone complained unhappily and said.
"Brother, since we are playing games, why are you so serious? Hurry up and get your money back." The live broadcaster sneered dismissively and said.
"I won't give it."
The man felt that he was being teased, so he held the money tightly in his hand, looking like "I won't give you the money even if you beat me to death."
"Damn~ If you don't give me the money, I will kill you!"
That live broadcast suddenly revealed his cruel nature, and the same was true for his accomplices, who looked like the kind of people who came out to fool around.
Perhaps because they didn’t want to cause too much trouble, many people at the scene began to return their money.
At this time, the live broadcaster walked up to Ye Zihao, stretched out his hands, and said with an arrogant attitude: "Hurry up and return the money to me."
"Take it back? Haha! Sorry, the money that went into my pocket, under normal circumstances, you can't get it back."
Ye Zihao sneered disdainfully, his expression a little gloomy.
In fact, he has no objection to someone spreading money through live broadcast. Even if it is pretentious, at least the other person is doing something good. Although it is to increase popularity, the starting point is still good.
But the live broadcast in front of him was different. Not only was he faking it, but now he also wanted to get back the money he had spared.
How could Ye Zihao sit idly by with such bottomless pretentiousness?
As a result, he refused to refund the money, and the live broadcaster immediately became angry. He angrily pointed his finger at Ye Hao's nose, reprimanded him loudly, and cursed: "Fuck~! You bastard, are you going to retreat?"
Money? If you don’t return it, I’ll kill you!”
"I will never refund the money, and!! Let me give you a reminder. If you have some sense, just take your finger away. I hate it when people point their fingers at my nose and talk."
Ye Zihao said with a cold expression and a faint reminder.
"Huh? Can't you see that you're talking so damn crazy? I'm just pointing at your nose and talking, what's wrong? What else do you want to do to me, please?" That live broadcaster is very arrogant and domineering. At first glance, he seems to be out there often.
People.
"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."
Ye Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly, and then in the next second, he kicked forward without warning, and hit the live broadcaster in the abdomen.
"Ouch!"
After seeing the live broadcast and letting out a sharp scream, he flew backwards and then fell heavily to the ground, almost breaking his butt in half.
"paralysis!!!"
"You...you fucking dare to kick me?"
Immediately, the live broadcast man cursed very angrily.