Start live broadcast, my fish tail can't be hidden

As soon as Yun Miao opened his mouth, the speed at which the barrage of comments in the live broadcast room seemed to slow down a lot, but some people were still arguing. However, Yun Miao also knew that there were so many people in the live broadcast room, and it was impossible for everyone to listen to him, so he did not wait any longer and spoke directly.

"I have seen what everyone was discussing just now, and I have something to say about this."

Yun Miao looked at the live camera with clear eyes, without any feeling of guilt.

"I don't know who started those bad comments. I hope everyone can stay calm."

"I am just a singing host. I want to bring all the songs I like to everyone, so I stand in front of everyone. Regarding my identity or interpersonal relationships or other things, these are all my personal privacy. I think everyone does not want their privacy to be pried into. This is very rude."

[So did the anchor come from the slums? ]

[Are you saying this to deny that you are from the ghetto? That's right, people from the ghetto are all low-class garbage. ]

[What are you talking about, dog? Did the people in our slum eat your rice? Or did they drink your nutritional supplements? Keep your mouth shut! ]

[Oh, garbage is garbage. As far as I know, people in the slums basically only wear basic optical computers, which can't even access the Star Network. Where did you steal that optical computer, you rubbish? ]

[Be a man of few words, they didn’t provoke you…]

【…】

In the blink of an eye, the barrage of comments sped up again, and it was obvious that the quarrel had started again.

The expression on Yun Miao's face had become gloomy and his look had become very serious.

"First of all, I want to say one thing. I have never denied anything. Secondly, people in the slums also live by working with their own hands. They may have to live in the slums with poor resources for various reasons. Some people are sinking into despair, but there are more people who are still living in the sun. They are trying hard to get rid of their tragic fate and would rather bear more hardships to break free from the shackles of fate. I don't think you are qualified to criticize them for working so hard and call them trash. In my eyes, you are worse than trash."

Every word Yun Miao spoke was sonorous and powerful. As soon as he finished speaking, a mecha full of technological elements suddenly flew across the interface of the live broadcast room. It flew around the entire interface, leaving a circle of beautiful fireworks before disappearing. The timing was just right, as if it was cheering for what Yun Miao had just said.

[Maple Leaf gave the anchor a mecha as a reward. ]

Yun Miao immediately saw the message prompted by the anchor system and was stunned. Isn't this person's timing too accurate? And if I remember correctly, one mecha costs one million star coins? Who is this person?

Previously, the netizen named Li Jin gave a reward of a brilliant galaxy. Yun Miao even suspected that the other party might have accidentally clicked the wrong button. He had planned to contact him later, but he couldn’t get in touch with him no matter what. Now another rich man has come. This is really challenging Yun Miao’s heartbeat.

But before Yun Miao could say anything, the live broadcast room was flooded with gifts again.

[A local tyrant suddenly appeared, no, it was a super tyrant! 】

[The anchor lady said it very well, all the rich guys are giving you thumbs up. ]

[Don’t listen to those people. We love anchor girls no matter what their identities are. ]

[Some people just can't stand seeing others doing well. Could it be that someone hired some trolls to deliberately stir up trouble? ]

【…】

Netizens started posting comments, and one comment with its own special effects and colorful lights stayed on the interface for five seconds. It was obviously the fan who had posted the mecha just now.

【Ignore it.】

These four short words are filled with the coolness of a wealthy and powerful person.

Yun Miao was stunned for a moment before he said with a smile: "Thank you Feng Ye for the mecha, but the gift is too expensive..."

【You are worth it. 】

These three simple words made Yun Miao unable to say the rest of the words.

After hesitating for a moment, Yun Miao thanked the fan named Fengye again and then turned back to the previous topic.

She looked at the comments in the live broadcast room. Because of the gifts just now, the bad comments had been pushed to the ground and could not be seen. They did not show up for the time being, but Yun Miao did not intend to let them go. Instead, she said sternly: "My live broadcast room does not welcome anyone who insults and slanders others without reason, so I will directly clear out those people and permanently block them. In addition, I will also keep your comments and hand them over to the Federal Star Network Regulatory Department for processing."

"Remember, StarNet is not a lawless place."

After Yun Miao finished speaking, he didn’t want to continue broadcasting. He said goodbye to the audience and turned off the live broadcast.

With a long sigh of relief, Yun Miao put away the live broadcast ball and hurried back to his room to drink water. He had been live streaming for two hours, singing and talking, and his throat was about to smoke.

But she walked too fast and didn't see that when she entered, Butler Wu, who had just walked out of Feng Chengyuan's room, gave her a strange look.

In the evening, Yun Miao did not have dinner with Feng Chengyuan because Feng Chengyuan needed to treat his legs in the room, so Butler Wu directly brought Feng Chengyuan's portion to the room.

"It's time for dinner, Admiral."

Butler Wu brought dinner to Feng Chengyuan. Feng Chengyuan simply took a few bites and put down his chopsticks. Butler Wu did not persuade him to eat more because he knew that if the food was not to his liking, Feng Chengyuan might rather take nutritional supplements.

After dinner and a short rest, Butler Wu pushed the instrument for treating the legs over and began to give Feng Chengyuan routine treatment.

Feng Chengyuan has already gotten used to this aspect. He has lost feeling in his legs for half a year. The current treatment is just to prevent the muscles from necrosis and atrophy. He almost doesn't think about the possibility of recovery of his legs.

However, this time, when those numb nerves were stimulated, Feng Chengyuan felt a tingling sensation like a needle prick for a moment, not severe, but very obvious.

Feng Chengyuan was stunned, and his fingers clenched into fists in an instant.

"Admiral, what's wrong with you?"

Butler Wu, who was waiting on the side, noticed Feng Chengyuan's abnormality and immediately asked.

Feng Chengyuan frowned and said nothing. He raised his hand to signal Butler Wu not to speak. He then carefully sensed whether the tingling sensation he had just felt was real.

However, the brief tingling sensation disappeared too quickly. It was gone before Feng Chengyuan could even sense it. He waited for a long time but still felt nothing.

Was it just an illusion?

Feng Chengyuan couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or not, he just felt a little complicated.

However, just when he thought he had just sensed it wrong, the same tingling sensation as before appeared again.