The Time Traveling Anchor and Her Eight Hundred Fence-Sitters

The matter of the alien made Zhao Mianmian feel very nervous.

But no one has experienced it, so no one can explain it.

Several fans took turns to comfort her in the live broadcast room for a while and then went offline, leaving Zhao Mianmian alone, staring at the bed curtain above her head in a daze.

The rain outside was pouring down non-stop, accompanied by Chunyue's rising and falling snoring, which was a bit irritating.

Zhao Mianmian endured it again and again, but after an hour, she really couldn't bear it anymore, so she climbed out of the bed with her butt sticking up.

It was the middle of the night, and the servants inside and outside the house were all fast asleep. Even the live broadcast room was quiet, with only two bored night owls hanging out.

Zhao Mianmian opened the bed curtain a little and quietly stretched out a foot.

However, the foot did not fall to the ground, but instead went straight in front of the snoring Chunyue, and poked at the black hole where the air was venting quickly, fiercely and accurately!

The maid lying under the bed had her nostrils blocked by an unknown object and couldn't breathe. She frowned subconsciously and waved her hands in front of her face.

But Chunyue did not wake up. Instead, she closed her eyes, muttered a few words, turned over and continued to sleep.

Zhao Mianmian's world was quiet for a while.

But it was only for a short while.

Less than half an incense stick of time later, the annoying snoring sound started again, waking Zhao Mianmian, who had not yet fallen asleep, up from her drowsiness. She opened her mouth wide, feeling as painful as a fish in a pond without oxygen.

[Hahahaha, I sympathize with the anchor for a second. You, a maidservant, snore really loudly.]

[Anchor, guess why I'm not laughing, ahhhh, I'm going through the same thing as you!!]

Zhao Mian: [……]

Zhao Mianmian couldn't fall asleep and was bored lying there, so she had to get up from the bed again.

However, because there were living people in the live broadcast room at that moment, she did not attack Chunyue again. Instead, she climbed down from the bed using her hands and feet, stepped over Chunyue who was lying under the bed with her short legs, and walked towards the outer room.

Zhao Mianmian climbed onto the table on a round stool, poured herself a glass of water, gulped it down, and then climbed down along the stool.

After drinking the water, Zhao Mianmian did not go back to bed to sleep, but walked straight to the closed door.

The door was locked from the inside. Zhao Mianmian, who had short legs, stood on tiptoe and struggled to push the bolt open.

As soon as the door was opened, the coolness of late spring and the moisture from a rainy night blew in her face, chilling Zhao Mianmian to the bone.

"Ah sneeze~~"

Zhao Mianmian rubbed his nose and sneezed loudly.

Just as she was about to take a step forward and walk out, a cold and sharp gaze pierced through the darkness and fixed itself on her.

Zhao Mianmian exclaimed: [Fuck! ]

Barrage: [What the hell? ? ? ? ]

Zhao Mianmian instinctively felt that something was wrong. Without even raising her eyelids, she slammed the door in front of her with lightning speed in front of all the fans online in the live broadcast room.

[Hmm? What is this anchor doing in the middle of the night? ? ]

[Tsk tsk, it's already this late and the host is still awake. Come on, come on, let's watch.]

Zhao Mianmian stayed up late at night and was detected by the system, which gave her a wave of traffic.

The more than 300 viewers who poured in were like 3,000 ducks, and they directly made a scene in Zhao Mianmian's live broadcast room.

[Just now when the host closed the door, I seemed to see a shadow outside the door. ]

[Huh? A shadow? What shadow? Tsk tsk, it appears outside the host's door at this time, could it be something dirty...]

[Anchor, why don’t you go and take a look~]

[Fuck, do you have any conscience? The anchor is only three years old and his legs are so short. If it is something dirty, he won’t be able to run away in time! ]

[Hahaha, this hurts my heart. You actually said the anchor has short legs! ]

[Host, don't be afraid. I'm a professional Taoist priest. If there's anything dirty, I'll teach you how to deal with it.]

[Oh, I haven't seen a professional Taoist perform a ritual yet. How about... you go and take a look? ]

[+1 for those who haven't seen this before. Go ahead, host, open our eyes. ]

Zhao Mianmian rolled her eyes, ignored the comments, said "I won't go", took a step, covered her face and ran back to the inner room.

She climbed onto the bed grunting, tucked herself into the quilt, closed her eyes tightly, and tried to turn off the phone forcefully.

However, at this time, the live broadcast room was hanging on the homepage of the live broadcast system, and more and more viewers were pouring in, and she could no longer turn it off just because she wanted to.

The audience was eager to watch the fun and began to encourage Zhao Mianmian in different ways on the barrage.

[Anchor, please believe me. I have been in this industry for ten years and have never failed.]

[Host, please go and take a look. I will give you a follow.]

[Yes, yes, yes, host, please take a look, we will give you some attention~]

[Huh? What's going on? It's the middle of the night, and the live studio is so busy? ? ]

[What do you let the anchor watch? ]

[What? Someone threw a box of silver outside? Really? Streamer, you don’t even want to see this?]

Zhao Mianmian, curled up in the quilt with her eyes closed, gritted her teeth:

I'm just small, not stupid!!

After a while, more and more viewers came to Zhao Mianmian's live broadcast room, and a few of them who had listened to the afternoon gossip began to persuade her.

[Host, it seems like you are only 300 followers away from leveling up. Are you sure you don't want to go? ]

[That’s right, host, aren’t you afraid that your identity will be exposed one day and you will be burned alive as an alien? Instead of being so nervous, you might as well work harder and fight for your future!]

[Come on, little anchor, I can't wait to follow you. ]

The audience in the live broadcast room mentioned the alien, and Zhao Mianmian opened his eyes reluctantly.

Although she didn't want to face it, she had to admit that the previous comment made a lot of sense.

Zhao Mianmian thought deeply about it all night. It was important to live a life of idleness and wait for death, but the prerequisite was that she had to have the life to do so.

If she is destined not to be able to lie down, she might as well make plans early and leave herself a way out.

Thinking of this, Zhao Mianmian relaxed and weakly asked the audience in her live broadcast room:

Zhao Mianmian: "Can you really pay attention to me just by looking at me?"

The audience watching the live broadcast couldn't wait to refresh the screen:

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