The Almighty Wife explodes

The other fat man replied, "That's not exactly what we want. Before we even started, she's going to kill herself. I don't believe it. People will like her talking like this."

The voices of both of them were very low.

But it clearly fell into Meng Yao's ears.

Sure enough, she knew that Zhao Hong wanted to plot against her, so she invited her to be the anchor.

She still had a smile on her face, and she was not flustered by what the two of them said.

Meng Yao also thought that if she spoke so directly, she would not be loved by everyone, and might even be abused.

She doesn't care.

As a result, she glanced at the bullet screen with her beautiful eyes, and her expression was in a trance for a moment.

"Although this damned woman's words are easy to beat, why do I like her so straightforward and unaffected appearance?"

"Me too. I've seen too many people pretending to be x. Miss Sister's live broadcast is simply a breath of fresh air, but she is a little heartbroken. It has only been broadcast for 2 minutes, and my heart is full of scars. If I finish watching her live broadcast, I will I'm afraid we will have to meet in the intensive care unit of the hospital the next day!"

"Hey, is this a hospital? I'm about to suffer from a heart attack. Please ask someone to carry me, crab!"

The barrage is all playing tricks.

A piece of joy.

Meng Yao glanced at Popularity.

His pupils contracted a bit, and after only a few minutes of broadcasting, the popularity has surpassed those big anchors. Although he didn't receive any gifts, the barrage was very lively.

There are also many people who listen to their friends and come here admiringly.

"I heard that there is an anchor here who speaks beautifully, please say a few words!"

Yes, the group of people who watched the live broadcast didn’t want to be pierced by themselves, so they called their friends and said: This new anchor really has a high EQ and can talk, watching her live is really fun!
Deceived a large group of melon-eating people who did not know the truth.

Meng Yao pursed her lips.

It turns out that this group of people like this tune.

She froze for a moment.

He asked with great interest: "Do you have any special, that shady habit? You actually like to listen to people's hearts. What is that disease called? Masochistic tendencies?"

The newcomer: "...No, who told us that this anchor has a high emotional intelligence and can speak, and has the ability to stand up!"

This is too straightforward.

Everyone laughed and praised the gold master.

She suspected that the group of funders had something mentally wrong.

With this group of people joining the live broadcast room, it immediately became a sea of ​​joy, the bullet screens were posted extremely fast, and some people even gave away the most expensive rockets.

The person also posted on the public screen: "If you can talk, talk more!"

Meng Yao: "."

Do these people have any diseases?
There are people who spend money looking for abuse.

Meng Yao was stunned for a while, then came back to her senses, and then chatted with them according to her own unique style.Seeing the popularity of the live broadcast room rising gradually.

Zhang Hong and Fatty Sun panicked.

The two of them looked at each other, left the live broadcast room, sat on the sofa in the office, and began to discuss countermeasures.

"No, I can't let her go on like this, my sister said that she will be ruined!" Zhang Hong looked sullen.

Fatty Sun chuckled twice, as if thinking of something, his eyes lit up.

"It's not easy to ruin her reputation. There are so many people watching the live broadcast. Let's adjust the rhythm a little bit and then arrange it. It will be fine."

Zhang Hong nodded secretly, his eyes darkened, "It seems that we can only use that plan."