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Chapter 7

Before everyone could say a welcome message, a big golden rocket rose from the bottom of the screen.

"Dream back to Datang and give it to the anchor Super Rocket*1."

Zhao Zhirou forced herself to smile when she saw this.

Qi Chi smiled and thanked: "Thanks to Emperor Tang for his super fire, thank you~"

Zhao Zhirou was grateful on the surface, but her inner mood was very complicated.

If someone sends Chaohuo to another anchor, he will definitely take off with joy.

of course.

Zhao Zhirou will also be happy, after all, a super rocket can directly add 20,000 people, and the higher the popularity, the higher the ranking.

Zhao Zhirou is a game anchor, and Douyu has the most viewers in the game zone. As long as the ranking is higher, the more fans will increase.

but.

Zhao Zhirou also knew in her heart why this ID "dream back to Datang" local tyrant would give a lot of gifts every time he entered the live broadcast room.

That must be interesting to her.

However, Zhao Zhirou didn't mean anything to this "dream back to the Tang Dynasty".

at the same time.

Xiao Rourou's live broadcast room set off for a while as usual.

"Welcome to Emperor Tang!"

......

"Emperor Tang, good evening duck~ The little one will report something!"

Seeing this, "Menghui Datang" sitting in front of the computer also saw this bullet screen.

He was a little curious about what these netizens would report, which was really funny.

When he hit the keyboard and was about to press the Enter key to send, he was taken aback.

"Report to Emperor Tang! Just now there was someone who was trying to usurp the throne!"

"That's it, a rushing house manager abused his private power to pick up a gift."

"Shocked! The housekeeper of a female anchor is actually her boyfriend. Fans who know the truth are not buying it!"

"The dog forced the housekeeper to come out and get beaten!"

......

Just as the audience in the live streaming room frantically swiped the screen to make Yang Yang show up, he dreamed of returning to Datang but did not speak.

Instead...clicked on the gift page...

"Dream back to Datang to give the anchor Super Rocket*10!"

"Dream back to Datang to give the anchor Super Rocket*50!"

"Dream back to Datang to give the anchor Super Rocket*100!"

'Dream back to Datang to give the anchor Super Rocket*500!'

Everyone’s mobile phone screen keeps appearing with glittering super rockets. At first, everyone did not notice, but the number has indeed increased crazily.

"Thanks to Emperor Tang for his 10 super fire!"

"Thanks to Emperor Tang for his 50 shots!"

"..."

In the live broadcast room, Zhao Zhirou kept thanking her.

But her mood now is more complicated than before.

In just one minute, it showed that this dream gave 500 super rockets back to Datang, which is one million!

"Emperor Tang is angered!"

"The Emperor Tang is awesome!!! (broken tone)."

"Sure enough, Emperor Tang used money to slap her kennel madly."

"The dog forced the housekeeper to come out and get beaten!"

"Shocked! A certain local tyrant learned that the female anchor had secretly hid her boyfriend and used money to win love!"

At the same time, Xiao Rourou's prestigious housing management group exploded again.

"What the hell?! Xiao Rourou's live broadcast room is so lively tonight!"

"First of all, Mr. Yang, the author of the street attack, would rather eat soil for a year and give away 6 shots of super fire, and now Tang Huang appeared to face 500 shots of super fire!"

"To be precise, it was 501 rounds."

"Where is President Yang? Why don't you dare to come out to give gifts now?"

"Come on, with Mr. Yang's contribution fee, how can he compare with the local tyrant Tang Huang?"

"Yes, Tang Huang made more money every day than Yang Yang's entire life."

"Huh? Where's Mr. Yang? Why doesn't Mr. Yang stop talking?"

"Hey, I must be shocked in my heart, I must be hiding in which corner of my inferiority."

......

Dreaming back to Datang to see that I was still number one, I felt very happy.

"What kind of bullshit room is in charge of my boyfriend? I have money? I dare to drop a million directly, do you dare to control the bullshit room?"

"Just grab Xiao Rourou with me? Humph! Overwhelmed!"

"Although I have been on a lot of anchors in the past few years, there are also many famous big anchors, but compared with Xiao Rourou, it's a far cry!"

"Waiting for me to impress Xiao Rourou with money and fuck her, what can you do with a broken house? Tui! Rubbish!"

The dream in front of the computer returned to Datang and muttered to himself.

One million, for the general public, how long will it take to have it.

But for the local tyrant who has consumed tens of millions of fish in Douyu a year, he can earn it back in minutes.

And the rumor that the boyfriend of the housekeeper only gave out 6 super rockets, which cost more than 10,000 yuan.

Nature is incomparable with Dreaming Back to Datang.

Seeing this, Menghui Datang also felt relieved.

As long as he gives Xiao Rourou gifts every day, Xiao Rourou will follow him one day.

"Hahaha!"

Thinking of this, Dreaming back to Datang, he couldn't help but smile at the computer alone.

At the same time, the audience in the live room once again brought a wave of rhythm.

"The Emperor Tang is awesome!!! (broken tone)."

"Where does the courage of the dog to force the housekeeper to go against our Emperor Tang? One word: looking for death!"

"Just now the dog forced the housekeeper to send a super fire, and Xiao Rourou would compare her heart to him alone. Where can we put the face of Emperor Tang?"

"That's it! The dog forced Fang Guan to come out and apologize to Emperor Tang!"

"The dog forced Fangguan to come out and apologize!"

......

Zhao Zhirou saw the dense crowds on the barrage, and the audience was frantically rhythmic, so that the live broadcast was blocked.

Even Zhao Zhirou didn't know what to say.

Let's speak for a vast ocean...

People dreamed of returning to Datang and just gave a gift of 1 million RMB. He was so angry that he was helping to speak at this moment.

If you offend the dream of returning to Datang now, then I'm afraid she, the little anchor, won't even think about staying in the fish.

It will even be attacked by the whole network keyboard man.

but.

Help Meng go back to Datang to speak, and reluctantly.

to be frank.

Zhao Zhirou felt that the status of this vast ocean in her mind was higher than that of dreaming back to Datang.

Besides, she didn't know what she thought about back to Datang from this dream?

If I help Menghui speak to Datang now, then I guess...

And this time.

Shangpin's top luxury mansion.

"Hiccup~~~"

Yang Yang threw the bitten lobster aside and hiccuped.

"Oh ma, it's delicious, it's delicious, but it's a bit supportive. I can't order so much takeaway next time."

Yang Yang wiped his hands, touched his stomach again, and hiccuped: "Next time, just order a few hundred yuan takeaway."

Afterwards, Yang Yang, who was full and drunk, once again picked up the tough copycat machine and re-entered the Xiaorourou live studio.

As soon as I entered, I was shocked by the barrage full of screens.

"Fuck you a watermelon and big pineapple, what's the situation?"

Yang Yang was surprised.

"Dog forced the housekeeper? Come out and be beaten? Come out and apologize to Emperor Tang?"

Yang Yang watched one of the barrage and read it.

Suddenly, I was confused.

"What kind of dog forced the house to be in charge? Who? Why was it beaten? And this spring...Ah, who is Tang Huang?"

Damn, do you have any friends?

Yang Yang was stunned. Why did he eat a Meikun takeaway? The whole live broadcast room seemed to have changed.

A full-screen barrage with rhythm, which is divided into three categories.

The first category is to praise the so-called Emperor Tang.

The second category is to scold the dog and force the housekeeper.

The third category is the audience who just entered the live broadcast room.

Yang Yang wondered: "Who are they saying that the dog forced the housekeeper? The housekeeper? Oh, it's me!"