protect our bun

Qi Feng's girlfriend fans and even boyfriend fans couldn't sit still after the live broadcast that night. The Weibo that Zhan Xingchen just applied for instantly gained [-] followers, which is basically divided into two groups, "Love can't be sour into lemons" Fine but tearful blessing pie" and "If you don't get me, I'll ruin you because of love hate pie".

Qi Feng frowned slightly, looking at the nearly [-] comments on Weibo, he had no intention of returning the phone to the owner, not only that, but also asked with a dark face: "The account that Cheng An applied for you?"

"Well... Brother Cheng An said it would be better for me to have my own Weibo account..." Zhan Xingchen didn't dare to say more, there was probably a lot of scolding on his Weibo, Qi Feng must be very angry.

Qi Feng didn't speak, just continued to read the comments one by one. It can be said that since he had Weibo, he had read more comments than today. Zhan Xingchen twitched his fingers nervously, "Actually... I don't care about them too much. What to say, it's a big deal, I just don't watch it..."

Qi Feng came into contact with this circle earlier than Zhan Xingchen, so he naturally knew that these words were purely self-consolation, not to mention not turning off comments, even if they were turned off, as long as he searched his name, there would still be thousands of good and bad rumors, It rushed to my eyes in an unimaginable way.

The scary thing about gossip is that even if you don't want to read it, you can't escape its influence.

Canceling the Weibo account is the best way, but Qi Feng can tell that Zhan Xingchen likes this account very much, or in other words, he seems to have found something he likes to do.

During the live broadcast, although the fans in the live broadcast room couldn't see it, Qi Feng could see it, and Zhan Xingchen smiled happily.

Qi Feng quit the Weibo page, and naturally returned the phone to Zhan Xingchen. Zhan Xingchen didn't dare to answer it for the first second, and took the phone back after a moment of fright. Qi Feng said: "You can post whatever you want, comment Watch less."

"Eh?" Zhan Xingchen was flattered, "You, you let me use it?!"

"Well, let's use it." Qi Feng was uncharacteristically, but made Zhan Xingchen a little uneasy. Could it be that his Weibo also received private messages from fans taking selfies?Is Qi Feng jealous?Impossible, girlfriend fans are all Qi Feng's, I guess I don't even have mother fans.

Qi Feng didn't say anything, and he didn't show any abnormalities afterwards. He just took the initiative to start the live broadcast three days later, and commissioned the platform to promote it in advance, saying that there would be a lucky draw that night, and the total amount of prizes would be 100 million.

【100?what day?Are the seven gods crazy? 】

[I still don't understand, let's use my own traffic to promote the publicity at home. 】

【My god, that's too generous...】

[Whether it's to create momentum or not, as long as I can win the lottery, I will personally promote it to the Seven Gods! 】

Zhan Xingchen's delicate eyebrows twisted into two twists, Qi Feng looked amused, and asked while preparing for the live broadcast, "What's wrong?"

Zhan Xingchen hummed dissatisfied: "Why do you want to draw a lottery all of a sudden, and draw so many..."

"Can't bear it?" Qi Feng looked at Zhan Xingchen who was very unhappy, and said with a smile, "What kind of gift do they have, you will have it later."

"I'm not asking for a gift." Zhan Xingchen bit his lip and said, "You...you don't really want to...promote for me, do you?"

"No." Qi Feng said without hesitation, "I won't mention anything about your live broadcast tonight."

Zhan Xingchen was taken aback for a moment, he obviously wanted to persuade Qi Feng not to help him promote, but when the words came out of Qi Feng's mouth, Zhan Xingchen was a little unhappy.

The list of gifts was prepared by Qi Feng for Tang Yuan and Ji Wa in advance, six hours of live broadcast, about [-] lucky draw sessions, if only draw red envelopes, it may seem too monotonous, and Qi Feng is not good at giving gifts, so he can only entrust this The two of you worked hard to prepare.

Tang Yuan and Jiwa have done their best in this matter. The amount of red envelopes ranges from large to small, and the types of gifts range from La Mer to AJ to CherryMX. It can be said that it is... as long as it is what these two people want , It's all stuffed into the gift list.

Even after Qi Feng disclosed his identity, he rarely showed his face directly during the live broadcast, but today, the official announcement said that the live broadcast will last from 24:[-] to [-]:[-], a full six hours, and Qi Feng turned on the camera from the very beginning.

The official publicity a day in advance, coupled with Qi Feng's own Weibo forwarding, directly brought together nearly 5 million people in the live broadcast room that had just started broadcasting for less than 400 minutes, half of them came to see her husband, and the other half came to draw a lottery.

Qi Feng watched the barrage for a while, and then said the first sentence: "Come on, let's start the lottery draw."

[Okay, Qishen, come up and draw a lottery first, I'm a fan. 】

[What are the prizes? Is there a buff bonus for targeted participation? 】

Qi Feng: "Go to my Weibo for the list of prizes, there are a lot, I don't remember, there is a lucky draw at the end of each game."

The fact is, Qi Feng only glanced at it, and didn't know what those two people made the list at all, but he still felt at ease when Ji Wa and Tang Yuan were doing things.

Zhan Xingchen said that he didn't want a gift, but he still couldn't help but secretly logged in to his account and followed the barrage to draw a lottery. After finishing a lottery barrage, he was not satisfied, so he secretly added: Seven Gods are the most handsome! !

[666, Qishengang is fine, what else can I say if I use this method to promote. 】

[Anyway, it’s just throwing money at it, the little bread has enough face. 】

[What is the mysterious prize?Is it drawn on the hour at twelve o'clock? 】

Qi Feng glanced at the barrage like this, did not reply, and said directly: "Okay, the first round of lottery draw is over, and the winners will take screenshots of their IDs and private message Chihuahuas on Weibo to receive the prizes."

Zhan Xingchen saw that he was not the winner, and sighed quietly. The first round of prizes were 20 888 red envelopes.

Zhan Xingchen took a piece of paper and wrote a line, and pushed it to Qi Feng before Qi Feng's game started.

Zhan Xingchen: You'd better read the gifts for each round of lottery, otherwise everyone won't know.

Qi Feng smiled, deliberately turned his head towards Zhan Xingchen, and said, "Okay, help me find it."

"!!!" Zhan Xingchen shivered in fright, why did Qi Feng suddenly talk to him, the people in the live broadcast room just...

Sure enough, looking at the barrage again, the army of "Missed [-] million" has collectively changed the content.

[Mom, are you playing with me again?This is cohabitation, right? 】

[Supervising husband on site to promote himself?This operation can. 】

[No live broadcast for half a month, and the first broadcast is an advertisement?Powder off...]

[Is the one in front sb?Have the Seven Gods made a publicity statement so far?A group of prostitutes who reached out for gifts also saw a sense of superiority. 】

Qi Feng looked at the barrage and still didn't make any excuses. The first round of the game took a little longer than usual, but he still won. Qi Feng took the gift list that Zhan Xingchen called up on his ipad, and said: " This round draws 50 spectators, and each will get 6480 game points."

Qi Feng probably calculated in his mind that the first round was less than 2 yuan, and the second round was over [-]. He told Jiwa that the average round was around [-], and the total was controlled at [-] rounds. It didn't reach the budget, Qi Feng guessed that the prizes in the back were more expensive, subconsciously glanced back, and saw the ultimate prize at [-] o'clock - minicooper.

This prize is not officially announced, and it is used to attract the audience not to leave after drawing a wave of prizes. Zhan Xingchen saw Qi Feng's expression, and quickly stuffed another small note over, "Do you want to change it? announced."

Qi Feng was the same as before, as if he wasn't live broadcasting, put down the pad, grabbed Zhan Xingchen's hand and squeezed it, saying: "No need."

As a result, Zhan Xingchen's fingertips were unpreparedly exposed to more than 500 million people in the live broadcast room.

[TW, Feiyang invites you to form a team and rank? 5V5 Canyon of Kings]

Qi Feng reasoned that Feiyang in his arms was an important person in his fan support club, every time the live broadcast squatted down like stepping on the spot, but he was skeptical, Qi Feng still agreed, and Feiyang immediately sent a sentence: Turn on voice Turn on voice.

As soon as Qi Feng started the team formation voice, he heard Feiyang's excited voice, "What is the ultimate prize?"

"..." Qi Feng casually banned the hero and said, "Guess."

"I came to you because I couldn't figure it out, Seven Gods, begging for the shady, begging for support."

【Hahahahaha, Feiyang has no money for stone hammer, and last time he said that he was single because of 888. 】

[It's been a long time since I've seen my male god and my husband double row, it's not a loss tonight! 】

"Are you hungry?" Qi Feng said suddenly.

"Ah? Me? I just ate..." Feiyang had just finished speaking, when Qi Feng continued, "Go and order something when you're hungry, don't eat these, be good."

"..." Zhan Xingchen, who was stealing a biscuit, blushed, and quickly whispered, "I'm not hungry."

【Ah, what kind of gentle tone? ? 】

[This, this, I can, Seven Gods, I can! ! 】

Fei Yang: "Everyone, I was talking to myself just now, I... I just finished eating my stewed pork rice, how about you, everyone, don't be hungry..."

[2333333 Yangshen's strength conceals embarrassment. 】

[dbq I'm still immersed in the voice of the Seven Gods, don't wake me up, what kind of spoiled and fierce baby...]

"Cough." Qi Feng turned his gaze back to the phone, coughed lightly, and said, "Come on, a blood."

Qi Feng chose Baili to keep the contract, and he hit all the first two skills in the opening game, but the opponent's mid laner called for a flash to run away, but was taken away by Feiyang's Xiao Qiao.

After the double row, this round was quickly won, and Qi Feng carried out the third round of lottery draw. After 4 minutes, the fourth round, and after another [-] minutes, the fifth round.

"I'm going to solo queue." Qi Feng said.

"What?" Feiyang was dissatisfied, "Brother, you can't dump me just because I posted two barrages and lowered your fans' chances of winning, it's inhumane."

"You're messing with my rhythm."

"What's the rhythm, it's not me and your rhythm, you lead the flight?"

"I'm talking about the rhythm of the lottery draw." Qi Feng looked at the five prizes that had already been drawn, and said, "Double row with you, winning too fast, I didn't prepare so many prizes."

"..." Feiyang spat out a mouthful of water, "Is it my fault? I still say the same thing, I follow your rhythm."

"Well..." Qi Feng gave a symbolic acquiescence, "But others can't keep up with my rhythm, so it's still..."

"Got it, I won't follow you, I'll control it, play for 20 minutes, what do you think?"

"Hmm..." Qi Feng accepted Feiyang's bombarding invitation with extreme reluctance, and then said, "Okay then."

[xswl, Feiyang is so cowardly, hahaha. 】

[I'm being polite, don't you see?Do you think I've been cowardly in an official game? 】

[No, no, what you said before is correct, I just want to laugh now, hhhhhh...]

[One million gifts are still not prepared that much, I am humble, Qishen...]

Under the control of Qi Feng and Fei Yang, the next game ended exactly at 32 minutes and [-] seconds. Fei Yang sighed, seeing the enemy crystal right in front of him but unable to push it, it felt so sad.

Qi Feng: "This round is the prize. One will be drawn to get a La Mer gilded suit..."

After Qi Feng read the list according to the list, he was stunned for a moment, and Chao Zhan Xingchen confirmed it again, "One?"

Zhan Xingchen nodded immediately, just now Zhan Xingchen also thought that the number of people was missing a zero, but after checking online, he immediately opened his mouth, God knows why girls' skin care products are so expensive, a set costs more than 1...

"Well...well then, one." Qi Feng said while operating the lottery system, "One seems a bit shabby..."

[LAMER gold-plated suit?You joked about Qishen, not shabby, not shabby...]

[Which sister has won the prize, can you share the experience of using it... A little transparent passerby who has never had a chance to use it in this life...]

Qi Feng didn't know much about skin care products, so he glanced at the barrage and said, "You guys like this? Then draw three people, and I'll give you two sets."

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what a peerless favorite fan of the Seven Gods, what a man! ! 】

[There are two more sisters who can be so happy that they can cry...]

Fei Yang: "I rely on me, you are really cool, wait for me to post a barrage."

Qi Feng: "Do you also want skin care products for girls?"

Fei Yang: "Nonsense! I have never used skin care products that cost more than ten yuan, and Dabao can hardly afford them!"

"..." Qi Feng said, "Then I wish you good luck."

After speaking, he looked back at Zhan Xingchen, who was about to steal the biscuit for the second time. Zhan Xingchen was caught, and his brain was still hesitating how to make the action of stealing the biscuit less abrupt, but the biscuit was already in his hand. Put it in your mouth.

"you…"

"I'll eat the last one!" Zhan Xingchen immediately interrupted Qi Feng, assuring himself.

"No, I'm talking about you..." Qi Feng couldn't help it, and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhan Xingchen's face, "What skin care products do you use, why is your skin so tender?"

Zhan Xingchen: "..."

The author has something to say: Little Bread: At that moment, I felt that the 700 million troops in the live broadcast room were going to rush out of the screen and kill me.

Author: Then you must be very scared.

Little Bread: No, my boyfriend will protect me!

Author's back view: ok, fine, as long as you are happy.