I am the funeral anchor, a small group who is concerned about crying

Chapter 181 What Can You Do To Me?If I want to jump, I can jump
Seeing the barrage area where the painting style changed suddenly, Liu Zi was in a bad mood.

Because he realized that after being followed by Chen Yu, his popularity in the live broadcast room had obviously increased too much.

Obviously, these barrages also come with popularity.

In other words, the people who sent out these barrages were not his original fans, but fans of Chen Yu's live broadcast room.

For a moment, the six sons were so angry that they couldn't hold back a few foul words.

"Quack quack, where's Ganima? Isn't Lao Tzu still alive and well?"

"I'm telling you that my horoscope is tough, and if you want to be squatted, it is you group of short-lived ghosts who are squatted."

After spouting furiously in the live broadcast room for a while, Liu Zi realized that he was a little too aggressive.

It is naturally not a big loss for him to line up with these people.

After all, I was not a loyal fan of myself, and I kept bringing the rhythm here.

The most important thing is that, as an anchor, if he keeps swearing, he will be banned by the superman.

Wouldn't it be a waste of work tonight?
He won't do things that don't pay off.

But now his mouth is closed, but Liu Zi is still extremely angry in his heart.

For the audience in the live broadcast room, cursing and cheering will be enough.

But Liu Zi is very clear that all the reasons for himself and the live broadcast room now come from Chen Yu.

So he said cruelly in his heart: "Chen Yu, Chen Yu, you wait for me, wait for me to gain popularity, and see if I don't let the brothers take a good rhythm in the live broadcast room."

Liu Zi thought so in his heart, and he had unknowingly walked to the edge of the park.

Here and the Martyrs Cemetery are separated by a wall.

Liu Zi was very familiar with finding the small opening that he often turned over.

The top of this small opening is still the same as the last time, for convenience.

Liu Zi unloaded the upper two layers of bricks.

Looking at it now, the height of the gap was just right, which made it easier for him to tear down the wall again.

Liu Zi, who didn't need to do any preparations, stood in front of the wall and looked down at the likes in his live broadcast room.

"Presumably the old fans must be very familiar with this place, and now there are still five thousand likes, brothers, quickly move your little hands to make a fortune."

One thing to say, there are still many very abstract users on the live broadcast platform.

I don't know if these people are loyal fans of Liu Zi or what.

As soon as Liu Zi finished speaking, he gave him five or six thousand likes.

It was enough to see the number of likes in the live broadcast room, and the house manager was also called out by the six sons to start working.

There are also a lot fewer people with bega rhythms in the live broadcast room.

The six sons also felt that they could do it again, put their hands on the wall, stepped on a brick, and then stepped on the tombstone under their feet to the martyr's cemetery.

This series of actions without any sloppiness caused some viewers in the live broadcast room to swipe 666.

"Brothers who have presents in hand, hurry up and support the scene, let others see the strength of our family, stop talking nonsense, start dancing now!!!"

The six sons fixed the mobile phone holder while talking, and then the mobile phone was stuck on the holder.

After fixing the phone, he took out a small stereo that he carried with him in his pocket.

Press the play button, and suddenly the DJ version of thunder began to ripple in the originally silent cemetery.

And the six sons in front of the screen also started to dance their bodies at the moment the music sounded.

It can be said that the society has played to the point of perfection on him.

"Jinglei. Brothers, if you also like DJs, if you also like social rocking, then please follow the anchor's footsteps in front of the screen?"

As Liu Zi's voice fell, the fans who were with him in the live broadcast room.

It also started to swing wildly.

Not only is it swinging, but even the gifts are rising steadily.

The number of people online also continues to soar.

Seeing such a hot atmosphere in the live broadcast room, coupled with the exciting music around.

Liu Zi's adrenaline began to soar wildly, and his body swayed a lot more.

The previous fear of Chen Yu has long been forgotten at this moment.

He seemed to be insane, releasing the dissatisfaction in his heart just now to the phone screen.

"Chen Yu? Hahaha, laugh to death, aren't you just like me? To put it bluntly, we are online beggars."

"Quack me? I really want to see how you quack me. Do you want to quack me? Ask my fans if they agree with you, idiot!"

While venting his dissatisfaction, he fiddled with his exaggerated dancing posture.

These actions kicked some of the original tributes in front of the tombstone and flew around.

Next to it should be a bottle of wine presented by the family of the martyr, but the six sons deliberately lifted it.

The wine bottle was kicked directly onto the tombstone and fell to pieces.

But what Liu Zi didn't notice was that the broken wine bottle didn't fly out, but rolled back to the tombstone along with a gust of wind, and stood up.

The base of the wine bottle is no longer flat as before, but there is an extra piece of glass about ten centimeters long standing there.

The top of the glass slag gave off a chill under the night light.

at the same time.

In the luxurious villa of Li Federation.

Li Wu, who was lying on the sofa, looked at the six dancers in the live broadcast room with a speechless expression.

"This guy is really damned, but although his behavior is damned, isn't he living well now?"

"I said that this guy Chen Yu became popular through hype, and it's nonsense to pay attention to Biga."

"It's ridiculous to waste my time for so long."

While speaking, Li Wu yawned sleepily.

Seeing that the six sons were still alive and kicking around the martyrs cemetery, he stopped watching.

Instead, he turned off the TV and went to sleep in the bedroom.

But what I have to say is that Liu Zi's abstract behavior disgusted all the fans in Chen Yu's live broadcast room.

Because the house management on the side of Liu Zi blocked all these people, the fans who couldn't speak came to Lin Rou's live broadcast room to complain.

"Damn! What the hell is this? Why does this kind of person still give gifts?"

"What's wrong with the live broadcast now? Can such vulgar things be broadcast? No one cares about it?"

"I can't wait for a minute. Brother Yu, please work harder to force this to a halt, okay?"

"I want to know what kind of mentality the six son's parents will feel when they see him like this."

(End of this chapter)