I used online loans to give gifts to the anchor, and he just said "baby"?

"Oh my god, he's so cruel?"

"Not only that, he also used his wife's ID to access the PC, check into a hotel, and use his wife's name to chat with fans. His wife's current situation is all thanks to him, but he's fine, and he's doing so well! He's even blaming her for everything else. If you don't believe me, go check out Wuya's posts. There are a lot of excellent posts there that criticize him."

"What are the fans of Lugou saying? Are you jealous that we are spreading dirty rumors here?"

"Look, you can't win, so why are you talking nonsense? Show your strength and see how much you can win. We at Wuhui have already taken your master's reputation into consideration, so don't be so shameless."

『Level 50 Wanwan will give the anchor an emo version of Lu Ziye Carnival*100』

Lu Ziye was dizzy for a moment and opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out.

100 carnivals!

He thought Wen Wan might give him 10 carnival gifts, but he didn't expect it to be 100!

His head was buzzing, and he was ready to post the insulting video.

He wanted to apologize to Wen Wan for having such thoughts.

His choice was right. Wen Wan was richer than he thought.

Otherwise, anyone who makes a move will pay 30.

"How many? How many? My eyes seem blurry, sisters. Can you tell me how many there are?"

"100 Huazi are worth 30 yuan! In my hometown, I could buy a 120-square-meter three-bedroom apartment. This woman just threw it away like that?"

"Woman, you have successfully captured my heart. From today on, the three of us will live a good life together."

"Ah~ I saw a living rich woman!"

"Don't be too happy too soon. There are still level 60 guys on the other side who haven't made a move yet."

The live broadcast room fell into a weird atmosphere again.

"Dad gave him face. A level 50 junker challenged me during the live broadcast." The words Hua Wuhui wanted to say were stuck in his throat.

What's going on! The opponent suddenly pressed forward with 300 million points!

System bug!

It's impossible. There is only one level 50 small shrimp in Lu Ziye's live broadcast room. How could he get 300 million points in one go?

"My smurf was in Lu Ziye's livestream, and it was that level 50 Wanwan who farmed 100 carnivals. She's level 52 now."

"Huh? Even level 50 is this strong now? With all this car and house selling going on, the rich woman got carried away and will regret it after the fight is over."

"Drop 30 for a piece of junk. What a huge commitment."

"Can Lu Ziye's kidneys be saved?"

Hua Wuhui glanced at the public screen and said sarcastically, "I don't know what benefits Lu Ziye promised the rich woman. He thought that 100 carnivals could defeat me. Ha, he really underestimated us. Listen to my command, his family members give him a little shock."

Carnivals bloomed one after another in Hua Wuhui's live broadcast room, and the score was quickly tied, or even much higher.

Wen Wan gave out another 35 carnivals, but to no avail, so he made up for it with two gifts worth one thousand each.

Finally, I spent today's quota on time.

There are still 4 minutes until the next day, when her credit limit will be refreshed.

She could take a short break and elegantly took a sip of the sparkling water.

Hua Wuhui's voice could not be heard in Lu Ziye's live broadcast room, but one could see that his expression was extremely arrogant.

"Hua Wuhui is too powerful. We can't beat him. The other side has surpassed us. I want to cry."

"What should I do? I don't want to see my son lose. Big Sister Wanwan! Please save me."

"It's useless. Don't embarrass Wanwan. She's already spent 40. Hua Wuhui's fans are too aggressive. There's a gap of over 500 million points. Spending more won't help."

Lu Ziye calmed down.

Seeing Wen Wan’s last two thousand-yuan gifts, he knew that Wen Wan had tried his best.

He didn't blame Wen Wan for letting him compete with Hua Wuhui, because he did it willingly.

This is good enough, and he is grateful.

Regardless of whether he wins or loses, he will get 20 yuan and his family's debt will be reduced a little.

"Although I don't want to lose, thank you everyone. I know you all tried your best, especially my sister. You have done too much. Thank you, sister." These were his sincere words.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Lu Ziye's fans, including himself, were in great pain. Wen Wan crossed his legs and spun the high-heeled glass from time to time. The whole air was filled with the faint fragrance of peaches.