I listened to my sister's words today.

When the microphone connection was successfully connected, a man and a woman suddenly appeared on the screen, and behind them were several people who looked like extras.

These people all wore sunglasses and dressed in neat suits, and they looked like a group of arrogant thugs.

Without any greetings or preparation, the other party went straight to the point: "We saw you at the entrance of Nanbin Hotel a few days ago! As your loyal fan, I wanted to go up and say hello to you.

"As he spoke, he handed a photo in his hand to the camera and continued, "Look, is this you? There is an elderly man in this photo, and the profile next to him looks very similar to you.

Oh, this little face is so adorable! I guess it must have cost a lot of money at the hospital. Do you know the surgeon who performed the surgery? His skills are simply amazing. Could you introduce this amazing doctor to me?"

Yun Yiruo had never expected that the other party would be so aggressive and ruthless and use such a big move right from the start. She had originally planned to greet him politely and then chat slowly.

Look at the girl opposite, she speaks in a coquettish voice, and her throat seems to be pressed by thick fat; and the man's so-called bubbling sound sounds as if there are several holes in his vocal cords.

The two of them were talking back and forth in perfect harmony. If an uninformed person heard them at first, they would think they were performing a crosstalk.

Just listening to these two people's voices for a few more seconds will make people feel nauseous.

Little sister, are you 1.5 meters tall?

Yun Yiruo couldn't hold it in any longer. She hated being called short the most in her life!

Just bring your phone in and open your eyes. Am I looking at the beauty function? Didn't you even check if the system tells you that it's not using beauty function? You guys are using the beauty function at level 10, and you dare to criticize me?

Your face looks like a ghost-head knife, with so many pits that even a few seeds can grow into cabbage.

At this time, the man next to him spoke up, "Little sister, why are you talking like that? Didn't you see the system prompt that there is no beauty filter? I'm almost 25, and I use normal beauty filter. Who doesn't want to show their best side on the Internet? I'm also looking forward to my future significant other."

After hearing this, Yun Yiruo retorted mercilessly, "Is it because I greased my ass that I brought out the bug in you? And you're still in love with me? Actually, you're just too ugly to play with."

He sneered and continued to mock, "25 years old, so what? Are you a whooping bug? You won't be able to crawl after the New Year? I don't think you are 25. If you didn't use beauty filters, I would have thought you were 30.

You look like a piece of trash, and it's time to consider retirement. Your forehead wrinkles are almost reaching the coastline."

The woman on the other side blushed a little at her words and retorted, "Sister, you are too rude. Do you really have no manners at all? Oh, by the way, you are an orphan, so it's normal that you don't have any manners."

Yun Yiruo looked at the other party with a feminine look on her face and continued to taunt, "I was just saying it casually, and you took it seriously? With your appearance, at least you should respect the reality."

"Sister, you know, the older a man gets, the more attractive he becomes. I don't know how many people would pursue someone like me. Besides, being 30 has many advantages over being 25."

"Oh, you admit you're 30? And you're finding some advantages? Your only advantage is that you've deducted ten more years of pension insurance than if you were 20."

"Wait, someone's trying to woo you? Your face full of wrinkles is clearer than your life plan. Is your future wife looking for someone with wrinkles because they're out of ideas?"

Yun Yiruo's cherry-like mouth kept talking like a machine gun.

She spoke very quickly and her words were sharp, and every word was like a sword stabbing straight at the other person.

And whenever the other party finally got a word in, Yun Yiru would always respond quickly, and each time he would respond with as many as ten sentences!

This intense scene made the people watching the live broadcast very excited, and the barrage in the live broadcast room rolled wildly like surging waves.

Some viewers were amazed at Yun Yiru's eloquence and reaction speed; some were attracted by her playful and cute yet domineering appearance; and some were just there to watch the fun and enjoy this "war of words" full of gunpowder.

The entire live broadcast room seemed to have turned into a bustling battlefield, and Yun Yiruo was the undisputed protagonist.

"Damn, that's too aggressive!"

"Actually, I'm just too ugly to play around with."

"Every sentence is a famous quote, hahahaha"

"The other party was so speechless, hahahaha"

"Oh no, even though I wasn't the target, it felt good to be scolded."

"Great scolding! The internet is ruined by this group of people"

Yun Yiruo was completely absorbed in her "performance," paying no attention to the constantly scrolling comments in the livestream room. She was cursing with all her might, displaying her unreserved, effeminate arrogance.

I saw her lips curled up, staring at the screen with contempt, and continued to speak wildly: "Humph! Based on your tattered photo, I see that old man with wrinkles on his face looks exactly like you. Could he be your biological father?

Look at your dad, he's just an old jerk, just like you! I wonder if everyone in your family is this ugly! And, with someone like your dad, he probably has a lot of tricks up his sleeve!"

At this moment, the other party seemed to be choked by Yun Yiruo's words, and the scene suddenly froze. Seeing this, Yun Yiruo smugly mocked, "Oh my! Why are you silent now? You dare not say a word? Look at the environment behind you, anyone with a discerning eye can tell it's a green curtain!"

And what's going on with those three guys in suits standing behind you? Could it be that you stole samples from someone else's suit shop and put them on to look good? Hahahaha..."

Then he hung up the other party’s microphone, ended the live broadcast, threw the phone aside, and fell asleep in anger!

Jiang Ling finally finished the tedious work at hand. He breathed a long sigh of relief, then casually picked up his mobile phone to check it.

Suddenly, a special reminder message popped up on the screen, catching her attention. It turned out to be a notification that the only person she followed on Douyin had started a live broadcast.

With a bit of curiosity and anticipation, I clicked on the livestream without hesitation. However, I never expected that after watching for less than a minute, I felt my vision go black. It took me a while to recover.