Who knows? The anchor I like has become a movie queen!

Ji Xia curled the corners of his mouth: "I am very s in private, have you seen it? I just started broadcasting yesterday, and you are my big brother? Tell everyone in the live broadcast room, how much have you given me? Huh?" The tone was a nonchalant question.

[Paopao: Yeah, I swiped a few Ws, but I still didn't get the baby's WeChat number. Who are you? Do you swiped as much as I did?]

Haohao: Indeed, I haven't become the big brother yet, but you have. Who do you think you are?

"Paopao, do you want my WeChat number?"

[Bubble: Nodding frantically, want it, want it very much~]

Haohao: I want it.

【Tiantian 13: Want】

Want to +1799

The girl in the camera fell into deep thought: "Hmm~, how about this, girls can randomly send me a private message, and I'll give it to you as it comes."

【Haohao: Can't boys do that? I want it too.】

[Passerby A: Yes]

"Boys can't do that. The identity of an anchor is too sensitive. I don't want to be called a vixen." There was a hint of grievance in the girl's eyes, which were so watery that people wanted to hold her in their arms and comfort her gently.

Jiang Qingyan originally wanted to ask the boy why it was not possible, but his hand speed was a little slow and he didn't send the message. Then he heard the girl say that WeChat accounts were only for girls.

Very good, I am a girl now.

[Tiantian 13: Baby, don’t be angry. I support you. You are not a vixen. Just look at the special effects and have some fun.]

Sweet 13 gives out 5 romantic carriages, 5 fantasy castles, and a melon coin.

[Lazy Sheep: Sister Tiantian is awesome, I love her so much]

Is this really a new anchor? These guys are so talented!

[Haohao: This is the first time I hate my gender so much]

Mom, I want to have a sex change.

……

Ji Xia looked at the lively barrage of comments. The gifts he had just sent attracted some more online viewers, and now there were 3000 people.

"The first dance of the day is for my sweet baby 13."

The background music was the sound of palace bells, ding-ding, ding-ding, the clear sound attracted everyone's attention. The girl danced slightly with her slender waist, and gently pinched the round fan with her soft hands. Her white arms were looming in the dance. As she spun, the hem of her skirt bloomed like a plum blossom, and the delicate headband on her head swayed with her body. The girl was like a ball of warm fire, burning herself for the audience.

Everyone in front of the screen seemed to really see a princess dancing gently for her beloved young general under a tree. She was so sunny and radiant, like the sun, shining into the eyes of every audience member.

Ji Xia knew that her dancing was average, and the key was to create the atmosphere. The camera in the live broadcast room was so small, and with the background music and the guidance of her expressions, Ji Xia's eyes were immersed in the role, allowing people to feel her emotions.

Jiang Qingyan wanted to continue reading the information, but suddenly heard the girl say she wanted to dance, so he took a look. The pen he had just picked up fell back onto the table. He unconsciously pulled the tablet closer and stared at the girl on the screen.

He imagined himself as a general, holding a sword, standing under a tree and watching his beloved girl dance for him.

Suddenly I wanted to transform into an actor.

After Ji Xia finished dancing, she sat in her chair and took a deep breath, and rested for a while while she could sit.

While dancing, the number of people in the live broadcast room rose to 5000, and the barrage of comments jumped so quickly that Ji Xia could hardly see clearly.

[Oh my god, this dance is so good! It feels like I'm watching a movie.]

[Meier, it's me, please open the door for me.]

【With this look, go film a TV series. 】

[Paopao: I was so busy watching that I forgot to give the baby a gift!]

Bubble was stunned. She just thought that this girl should go make a movie instead of dancing in the live broadcast room.

Bubble sends space meow*10, each 2333 melon coins

[Haohao: Sister, you are my only sister, I only spend my money on you]

Haohao sends you 5 romantic campsites for 1699 melon coins each

Passerby A sent a helicopter*1

Lazy Sheep sends a bicycle lover*1

[I want to make you my concubine, I want to give you money, ah ah ah ah]

[She danced so perfectly that I, a third-rate player, decided to give her a lollipop.]

Zhang Guoguo is a senior student. She is one of those people who stays at home and doesn't want to take the civil service exam or the postgraduate entrance exam. She will think about work after graduation. Anyway, it's the same as working as a white-collar worker, with a monthly income of 3000. Tonight, she was lying on the bed reading novels as usual, but when she was waiting for the commercial, she was redirected to the Dougua live broadcast room. She made a dissatisfied sound.

However, my hand slipped and I moved to the next live broadcast room. Just as I was about to close the backstage, my attention was attracted by the anchor. Oh my god, isn’t this the spoiled princess in the novel I read?

After the dance was over, she couldn't help but want to give gifts. Zhang Guoguo's life motto is that if you can get something for free, you will never spend money.

How about a one-dollar lollipop?

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Qingyan noticed that the girl's face had been obscured by the gift effects. He had been so engrossed in the moment that he had to continue with his first move to win the anchor's heart:

With a wave of his hand, 10 carnivals appeared on the screen, blocking out the light from all the gifts, leaving only Tiantian 13's name on the screen.

The greedy Ji Xia's eyes lit up, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became a little sweeter: "Thank you, sweet baby"

[Tiantian 13: You deserve it, no need to thank me]

Jiang Qingyan originally wanted to ask Meiyangyang to read a story to him now so that he could record the screen, but suddenly he thought of her slender waist and clear voice, and he changed his mind. He just wanted Meiyangyang to read the story to him alone.

He wanted to monopolize this voice.

Ji Xia originally wanted to continue dancing after chatting, but suddenly realized what to do if Tiantian 13, the victim, left soon? Wouldn't it be possible to make a fortune by PKing now?

After thinking it through, Ji Xia smiled and looked at the camera, her red lips parted slightly: "Let's go play a PK now? I look like I'm in good shape now."

Jiang Qingyan captured the key words and started pk. The tutorial said that the host must win the pk, and it would be best to save her from danger at the critical moment, so that the other party would remember her and call her family.

[Tiantian13: Go ahead and fight, whatever makes you happy, I guarantee you’ll win.]

[Bubble: Come on baby, I'm saving my little money for you]

[Lazy Sheep: Let them see how powerful our 6000-person live broadcast room is.]

[Meiyangyang, come on, I want to give you a little flower]

[Guoguo: Come on! I'll save my lollipop just for you.]

[Charge, Mei Yangyang takes action, invincible. ]

……

(Private setting: There is no level requirement for PK, you can choose the PK object yourself.)

Ji Xia opened the pk page and scanned the objects on the page with her eyes. There were 6000 people in her live broadcast room. She noticed the current 50th on the pk list, the sweet girl Bobo, whose live broadcast room now had 3 people.

Ji Xia clicked on the application directly.

Sweetie Bobo had just finished dancing and was calling on her roommates to give her gifts when she saw a 6000-person livestream room applying for a PK. "Meiyangyang-san?" Never heard of that name?

Sweet girl Bobo prefers to play PK with the anchors she is familiar with privately, so that she can cooperate with the big brother to make more money. She originally wanted to refuse but then she thought that this was a good opportunity to bully the weak anchors and let the big brother give away the dance gift just now.

She immediately put on a pitiful expression: "Now I'm really screwed. Even the anchor with only 6000 followers can step on me. The big brothers don't like me anymore and don't give me gifts anymore~"

How could this big brother tolerate this?

【Zhi'ang Zhang: Let's fight, and by the way, give me the gift I just gave you.】

[Glasses: Yeah, I still have two Huazi in my hand, here they are.]

[Don’t be sad, sweet girl. I’ll give you a small gift too.]

【Take it, take it, we will brush it for you】

……