When Ding Ze uttered the words [Everyone will grow old], a sand sculpture audience newly entered the live broadcast room of [Your Ancestor].

Originally, there was no difference between one more sand sculpture and one less sand sculpture in the live broadcast room, and it would not have any impact.

After all, there are already enough sand sculptures in the live broadcast room, reaching more than 9000 million.

But the entry of this sand sculpture is different from the entry of more than 9000 million sand sculptures before, because...

The moment this sand sculpture entered the live broadcast room.

boom!

[Your ancestor] In the live broadcast room, dazzling fireworks bloomed like this, extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

Moreover, at the same time as the fireworks were blooming, various fireworks gifts suddenly appeared on the gift list in the live broadcast room.

The price ranges from 200 yuan to 200 million yuan, and there are so many things to see.

then.

The crowd of sand sculpture audiences who had been waiting for this moment for a long time were immediately excited, and paid for it, and worked crazily for this brilliant fireworks event to last a little longer.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Needless to say, even though it is a virtual firework, both visual and auditory are realistic enough, and the sense of reality is extremely strong, which can give people the illusion that they are really seeing such beautiful scenery in reality.

"It's so beautiful..." A female sand sculpture audience couldn't help but make a sound.

"Yeah, it's so beautiful, no matter how many times I watch it, I still think it's super beautiful!"

"(*^▽^*)!!"

Smoking and drinking burns your head: "Congratulations to the anchor, the number of online users in the live broadcast room has exceeded [-] million!"

At the same time as the words came out, there were two most expensive fireworks worth 200 million, bang, lifted into the air, and bloomed.

The most beautiful in the world: "Congratulations, the journey has not been easy, the anchor will continue to work hard!"

Ping Yijinren: "The anchor is a miracle worker. He does not rely on official power. In just two months, the number of viewers in a single live broadcast has exceeded [-] million! Come on!"

Pharaoh next door: "Then it's rare for me to be serious, anchor, I hope we will set off fireworks again soon when there are [-] million viewers!"

A little fairy: "Little Ding Ding, amazing!"

Staring at the crotch cat: "It's really powerful."

A group of sand sculpture audiences: "What are you talking about so much nonsense, one word is awesome and it's over!"

Of the [-] million sand sculpture audiences, are there only local tyrants who smoke, drink and burn their heads?

of course not.

So how many local tyrants are there among the [-] million sand sculpture viewers?

Some sand sculpture viewers have asked this question.

So at this moment, I watched one after another fireworks worth 200 million, blooming endlessly for a long time...

The answer has already been tantamount to voluntarily emerging.

There are not many local tyrants, but they are definitely not too few.

There are at least three digits.

Otherwise, hundreds of fireworks worth 200 million would not have bloomed in such a short period of time!

Hundreds of them! ! ! ! ! !

A firework is 200 million! ! ! ! !

So for a while, how much money was thrown out?

What the hell, several hundred million! ! ! ! !

After calculating this account, the sand sculpture audience: "(ΩДΩ)!!! (ΩДΩ)!!! Damn!!!!"

At the same time, in the afterglow of the setting sun, Ding Ze, with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands in his trouser pockets, looked like no one liked to put on a pose: "(ΩДΩ)!!!!!! Damn!"

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Ding Ze was shocked!

Zheng'er was shocked!

Seeing the fireworks blooming wildly in the live broadcast room, he had no intention of stopping at all... He immediately subconsciously slowed down a little, allowing himself to walk behind Hu Bayi and the others.

Then, quickly entered the live broadcast warehouse to take a look.

The number of gifts in the warehouse is being refreshed rapidly...the main refreshes are all kinds of fireworks.

But that's not the point!

The point is, the eyes fell on the bottom of the warehouse, which represented the total value of all the gifts in the warehouse at this moment...

Ding Ze had to blink hard!

However, no matter how many times you blink your eyes... this string of numbers is so fucking long! ! ! ! !

Nine figures!

The beginning of three!

More than three billion!

One live broadcast, more than [-] million! ! ! !

"This Nima..."

"Those messy listed companies probably won't be able to get so much money in a year..."

"So... I am worth one, or even several listed companies??"

"..."

239 Coming to an end, a photo.

Ding Ze has already opened his mouth.

Fatty, who already knew that Blind Chen did have news about the tomb, naturally wished that Blind Chen would be with him.

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