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Chapter 112 Raise your hand!

[Especially when my friend mentioned how many ranks a certain anchor had, I could only hide aside and tremble.

--Don't dare to say anything, don't dare to ask anything.】

[Yes, anchor, can you give us a voice! 】

[Hey...who do you think you are? I just mentioned Lao Ye to my friends a few days ago and was ridiculed mercilessly.

--What anchor do you like? Now you don’t even have a small national standard. No wonder your ability is so bad.】



I like an anchor who doesn’t even have a small national standard. No wonder you are such a good person.

When Chang Qingshu read this barrage, a trace of anger arose in his heart. Even if he had ridiculed himself, did this person even want to ridicule his own fans?

Concerning this... How could Chang Qingshu endure it? He directly comforted his fans and said:

"--As for the person who said that the anchor you like doesn't even have a small national standard... and complained about your talent, I suggest that you don't have anything to do with him in the future.

--How can you be friends... You are clearly enemies. It's okay if he mocks the anchor you like, but he also mocks you in passing... This is not okay."

--I have never seen this kind of friend who completely mocks the things you like and also mocks you yourself. This kind of friend... let’s just not have it!"



Everyone in the live broadcast room applauded the host's words.

[I think what Lao Ye said is reasonable, brother... we don’t want this kind of friend, we don’t care about it, okay? 】

[Holy crap... Who is speaking so loudly? There is no such thing as a small national standard. I am hehe. 】

[Who said that it is enough for the current big national flag to have hands? Who is so crazy to let him come out! 】

[Whether the anchor has a big national standard or not is none of your friend’s business. This kind of person deserves a beating... I’m telling you.]

[That’s not the point upstairs, okay? The point is that we can bully our Ye Zizi, but others can’t even think of insulting our Ye Zizi, okay.]

[Yes, yes...our Zai Zai can only be bullied by us. How can a random cat or dog splash urine on our Zai Zai!】

[Who is that...please send your friend’s address and I will send him something.]

[You can also give the name of the school he is currently studying in. I will go to his school to find him! 】

【Holy shit, I feel like I got into trouble.】



"Gentlemen in the audience of the live broadcast room... don't do this. If this causes death, I will have to go to jail!" Chang Qingshu said hurriedly.

Damn it, if anyone really did such a thing, he would most likely be convicted of inciting others to commit murder.

And Chang Qingshu heard that this crime... starts with ten years, or life imprisonment, or even the death penalty.

What...there is no such thing?

But damn... Although he didn't say it explicitly, it didn't prevent others from guessing that he had instigated others in private. And what evidence did he have to prove that he had not instigated others in private?

Once the seeds of doubt are sown in people's hearts, they can't wash them away even if they jump into the Yellow River!

But even if he clarifies his innocence in the end, this kind of rumors will still accompany him for the rest of his life.

Especially the typical conspiracy theories on the Internet! What, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, what, etc., this person has done in the past.

It’s scary to think about it!



"Brother, please don't give me your address...Don't try to trick me. I'm still young and I don't want to go to jail yet!"

Evergreen is trembling... Please save the bosses in the live broadcast room, hope they can show their respect.


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