In the system of super rich people, handsome men are just tools

Chapter 61: Re-entering the Live Broadcast Room

"Sister Xiu, can you wait for me?"

Eleven glanced at Lizhi, his eyes darkened and his voice softened.

[Xiu Ah]: Go ahead and do your thing. I just came here to take a look.

After receiving the reply, Eleven smiled again: "Sister Xiaoyu, what do you want me to do?"

"Brother Eleven, let's dance!"

【Wow, Sister Xiu is here too. 】

[Today is the farewell live broadcast for National Day. Sister Xiu must have come specially. Maybe she'll see a rain of gifts.]

[Oh wow, Eleven dancing, just thinking about it makes me happy. ]

[Sister Xiu, Sister Xiu, I'm here. I'm going to do a live broadcast, so come over too.]

Xiujie hasn't been to Xiaodou much these past few days. I heard she's been at Tiger Entertainment most of the time. I thought she'd forgotten about us. 嘤嘤嘤.

[I'm a die-hard fan of Xiujie, I know she occasionally goes to Song Yuan's place, but she'll leave after finishing her visit.]

"Haha, our little Eleven dances to the music."

Seeing that Lin Xiu ignored her, Lizhi had to continue hosting the show, and at the same time, she anxiously sent a private message to Lin Xiu again.

He is not bad looking. With so many photos sent to him, is Sister Xiu really not going to look at them?

Lin Xiu didn't want to pay attention to Lizhi. The scene of the other party mocking the girl that day was still vivid in her mind.

Also...she really didn't read the private messages because her private messages were already crowded with too many red numbers and she was too lazy to open them one by one.

Just pass him by and look at Eleven.

Because today is the home game of Eleven, he is in the central live broadcast position.

Judging from her previous live broadcast style, she seems to be a quiet and cold beauty. I wonder what she is like dancing?

That waist looks... powerful?

Lin Xiu inexplicably thought of some memes she had seen recently on the Internet, her face turned red, and she quickly threw those random things away.

The music drums started beating, it was jazz.

Eleven is wearing a white suit and wide-leg casual pants today, paired with a light pink shirt.

The shirt design has a mostly open collar, revealing the slender neck and fair skin.

He also wore a rose earring on one side of his ear, which made him look charming while dancing. His delicate face, under the lights, made him look like a seductive fairy.

Although she was wearing brightly colored clothes, she didn't look feminine at all and had a light and elegant temperament.

What a clean person. With such a face and figure, he can be an actor.

Lin Xiu watched in a good mood, and from Achen's perspective, it was... very peaceful.

Apart from calmness, there is no other expression, making it impossible to tell whether he likes it or not.

Sister Xiu, was it like this when you watched your live broadcast?

Inexplicably, he felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, and he lowered his thick eyelashes.

[Ahhh, Eleven is so handsome. This is the second time I see Eleven dance.]

[My brother's waist is not his waist, it is my life.]

[You're good at playing games and singing. You deserve to be famous. You're a hexagonal warrior!]

[Sister Xiu has great taste! If it weren't for her rain of gifts, the National Day holiday wouldn't have started so quickly, right?]

[Sister Xiu's vision is so good, wow wow, I feel like I have no chance with Sister Xiu.]

[Think positively. Where does your confidence come from that you think you have a chance?]

Lin Xiu watched the dance and read the comments, and the anchors also started to vote for number 11.

"Everyone who likes Eleven, come on up!"

"Hey, don't just look at Eleven, sisters, please have some pity on me too."

"Sister Xiu, can't I replace Eleven?"

"Go away, haha, don't take away Eleven's job."

The anchors were counting the tickets and chatting at the same time, all trying to test Lin Xiu's reaction. What if they were included?

Lizhi was the most anxious, he hoped to poach Lin Xiu.

However, the message I sent fell on deaf ears and received no response...

"Who wants to go on the mic next?" He looked dejected, his eyes gloomy.

【Carry me to the microphone, brother.】

This "going on the microphone" is a live broadcast.

【I want to be on the mic, too.】

[Sister Xiu always farms money, doesn't she use the microphone? She lets Eleven do the tasks, hahaha.]

[Only Song Yuan and Ji Feng are favored by Sister Xiu, and they can even complete missions together! ]

Lin Xiu looked at the information and decided to get to work without delay!

Pull out the gift box and start browsing!

【Show off】: Give away 1 Porsche.

Ahhh, look, Porsche, Sister Xiu has started.

[666, my sister Xiu is awesome, every move she makes is like a Porsche.]

[That's nothing. Sister Xiu's performance at Tiger Entertainment was truly astonishing. Fifteen million, and she didn't even blink.]

"Thank you Sister Xiu for the Porsche, and thank you Sister Xiu for supporting our 11th."

The live broadcast room suddenly became lively because of the Porsche, and the hosts' voices became excited.

In a nine-grid live broadcast room like this, it is rare to receive a gift like a Porsche.

The last time, it was created by Lin Xiu.

【Show off】: Give away 5 Porsche.

【Show off】: Give away 20 Porsche.

【Show off】: Give away 20 Luoshui maps.

"Thank you, Sister Xiu, for sending me the Luoshui painting. Family members, let us all stand up and thank you, Sister Xiu."

The hosts' voices almost broke through the live broadcast room. The Luoshui map was more expensive than the Chongyun arrow.

[Show off]: Send out 1 Undersea Palace.

[Show off]: Send out 30 Undersea Palace.

...............

In just five minutes, Lin Xiu spent 200,000 yuan, which was only a small amount compared to today's limit.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room was completely heated up, but she continued to post with a blank expression.

The drumbeats stopped, Eleven gasped softly, and returned to his live broadcast position.

"Thank you Sister Xiu for the gift. Thank you Sister Xiu."

"Sister Xiu, that's enough. Don't send me off again. Let's just chat this time."

【秀啊】:Don’t speak.

"Damn, what kind of statement is this? Our Sister Xiu really loves Eleven the most." A host said this completely subconsciously.

Several anchors' eyes were burning with excitement, wishing they could replace Eleven.

In the picture, the person whose face was already blushing due to dancing became even redder.

【Wow, eleven is Sister Xiu's.】

[No, I want to be on the mic too. I want Eleven.]

[Sister Xiu, I'm different from them. They all like Eleven, but I like you~]

[The guy above, your abacus beads are flying all over my face.]

[What are you thinking about? Xiujie is mine, draw your sword!]

【Show off】: Send 1000 roses.

The red roses and the sea-blue underwater palace special effects are intertwined to form an extremely beautiful scene.

Fish blew bubbles from above, it was beautiful, and I arrived at an underwater kingdom.

Everyone on the barrage was attracted by the beautiful scenery, and the large gifts attracted many people to watch.

"Thank you, Sister Xiu, for the roses."

"Sister Xiu, don't always look at Eleven, look at us too."

Several anchors began to act coquettishly towards Lin Xiu. Lizhi rolled her eyes, somewhat unwillingly, and brought the microphone close to her mouth.

"Sister Xiu, I want to go on the mic..."

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, and Lin Xiu pulled herself out of the bustling live broadcast room and looked towards the door.

The takeaway must have arrived, my stomach started to growl.

She threw her phone aside, stopped browsing for gifts, and didn't bother to listen to what Lizhi said. She ran to the door.

Finally arrived. I’m starving after not eating for a day.

She was so focused on the takeaway that she didn't notice her hand brushing against Lizhi's invitation to the microphone, or the phone that was casually thrown aside...and about to slide off the sofa.

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