"The data shown above is 200,000. The real data should be 100,000 people coming in. And after Huang Ying finished singing, the barrage suddenly filled the screen."

Shen Lang took a look and saw that the screen was indeed full of barrages.

"Damn it, you actually made me cry!"

"I cried too."

"This song reminds me of my first love."

"I remembered my second love."

"My third love."

"I have no love in my life!"

Well, sometimes netizens will lead you astray when something is quite touching. However, according to the replies from water friends, at least for now, Huang Ying’s live broadcast room is still very popular!

"Isn't this the navy force we urged?" Seeing the barrage filling the screen, Shen Lang himself couldn't help but wonder.

"The trolls we hired will start building momentum tomorrow. You said you wanted to make something big tonight. How do you plan to hype it up now?"

Shen Lang smiled and said, "Watch it!" Then he took out his cell phone and called Wu Xiaohui, explaining everything on the phone.

After a while, after Huang Ying finished singing her second song, the real number of people in the live broadcast room had soared to 200,000. The barrage sent by water friends filled the entire screen, and among the many texts, a red subtitle was particularly conspicuous,

"Anchor, your singing voice is so beautiful. I want to buy the original stockings you wore! I bid 100,000."

All of a sudden, many netizens started throwing heat. Of course, don’t think that netizens can have high moral standards in the online world. They were all clamoring and begging to buy Huangying’s original stockings.

Huang Ying couldn't help but blush when she saw these letters asking for original stockings. This was her first time doing a live broadcast, so she knew that perverts on the Internet were so direct.

Seeing the blush on her face, the wanderers started to make even more noises, sending out more letters to buy this or that. At this time, the red letter sent out another subtitle, "You poor losers, don't think

I’m kidding, one hundred thousand, and the rocket is proof!”

The subtitles just popped up, and immediately rows of rockets flew past. Looking at the reward list, it turned out that rockets worth 100,000 were directly given to the female anchor. This time, the subtitles became even crazier.

"Damn, this is such a wealthy person. He can buy original stockings for RMB 100,000!"

"Big brother, the original pantyhose I wore, just one rocket is enough, free shipping, dear!"

"Anchor girl, if I were you, I would sell it!"

"Yes, sell it to her!"

Thousands of letters followed, asking Huang Ying to take off her stockings on the spot and mail them to the wealthy man named "Rainy Night Crazy".

"The Rainy Night Demon is Wu Xiaohui, right?" Luo Yan asked.

"This guy, I asked him to be a supporter and offer 100,000 views for a song. How could he spend 100,000 yuan to buy original stockings, and he also had such a perverted name!" Shen Lang complained helplessly.

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How did he know that Wu Xiaohui was seventy or eighty percent drunk in Deyuelou. When he was listening to the phone, he was woken up by Shen Lang in a daze. When he heard Shen Lang said that he was rewarding the female anchor,

A trembling hand turned ordering songs into buying original stockings.

Of course, this may be Wu Xiaohui's original desire hidden in his heart.

Who knows.

"Look how you ended up now!" Luo Yan said with a smile.

"This is not easy to handle!"

Shen Lang took the laptop phone and directly sent out a rocket worth 300,000 yuan, which made the netizens in the live broadcast room freeze for a while, and then a yellow barrage popped up saying,

"Anchor, the song you just sang made me, a man in his thirties, burst into tears. The behavior of that 'Rainy Night Demon' is the greatest insult to you. I will reward you 300,000 yuan, of which 100,000 yuan will be paid back."

Give it to him, don't sell him original stockings, and for the other two hundred thousand, I want to sing a song of 'Old Boy'."

Shen Lang's subtitles are very long, but who calls him a rich man who just gave away 300,000 yuan in gifts? After the revision of Tofu TV, ordinary viewers can only pronounce white words within a cross, and as the rich give more and more rewards, they will

The more subtitles you have, the more you can choose the font, the subtitle color, and the longer it stays on the screen.

"Rainy Night Kuangmo, this 'killing demon' is attacking you!"

"Get him!"

Netizens were all watching the fun and did not mind that there was too much going on, and they all instigated Wu Xiaohui to respond to Shen Lang.

Wu Xiaohui looked at the subtitles sent by Shen Lang and was excited. At this moment, he remembered that Shen Lang asked him to order a song instead of buying original stockings, so he quickly sent out a subtitle,

"I'll pay you 500,000 yuan to sing a song called 'Eighteen. Touch'. You're old enough to help the kids take a bath. You should also follow the example of us young people who watch the female anchors above."

"I offer one million!" Shen Lang also quickly added a subtitle.

"Two million!"

"Three million!"

"Four million!"

"..."

Those netizens who were sitting in front of their computers or watching the live broadcast on their mobile phones couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the two people bidding fiercely like an auction house.

"Ten million!" Shen Lang directly typed out the subtitle of ten million.

"Haha... what are you bragging about? 10 million, hurry up and give me a reward. If you can't get the reward, get out of the live broadcast room!" Rainy Night Maniac ridiculed in a barrage.

Shen Lang was already prepared. He pressed Enter and the gift worth 10 million was sent out. At this time, not only Huang Ying's netizens in the live broadcast room exploded.

Everyone who was watching different live broadcasts on the Doufu TV platform saw the information prompt that was forced to pop up on the platform. The "killing demon" water friend gave a gift of 10 million to the female anchor Huang Ying in the 998 live broadcast room!

"Damn it, who is so rich that he would give a reward of 10 million!"

"I'm not curious about who the rich man is, I'm curious about how the female anchor in Live Room No. 998 can make the rich man so generous!"

"Yeah, isn't this 998 female anchor prettier than Fan Bingbing?"

"Damn it, even if you saw Fan Bingbing without clothes, wouldn't you be willing to spend 10 million!"

"Even if I sleep, I won't let it go!"

"Why do you think so much? You will know after you go into room 998 and take a look!"

"Yes, go check it out!"

"Let's go together!"

Shen Lang's tens of millions of dollars made Huang Ying's live broadcast room suddenly flooded with a large number of onlookers. Shen Lang asked proudly, "How many people are watching the live broadcast now?"

"Two million! The number is still soaring!"

At this time, Huang Ying, who was live broadcasting, received a text message from Shen Lang. Taking advantage of the soaring number of people, "Old Boy" quickly started singing.

Along with her singing, those netizens who came in just out of curiosity were suddenly astonished, and Huang Ying's live broadcast room immediately gained hundreds of thousands of favorites.
Chapter completed!