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Today is cloudy, rainless, and windy from the north.

The clouds turned into various shapes, and they were pushed to the south.

Occasionally, the sun will be blocked, bringing a haze to the world, and occasionally the sun will shine, and the world will be bright.

At this time, a white cloud that was neither thin nor thick was pierced by sunlight, bringing just the right amount of light.

The beam of light spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the villa to the spacious and bright living room, and fell on Zhang Xiaojian's side face.

Zhang Xiaojian is a little handsome today, probably because he is wearing a neat casual suit today, and his hairstyle has just been shaped one by one by the stylist.

Sitting next to him is Ning Xueqing, her makeup today is a bit special.

Her hair was curled up, and the corner of her mouth was smiling, but she drew the darkest eyeliner and adjusted the darkest eye shadow today, and there was a black teardrop that was not shiny under the silkworm. It's so rock-and-roll, that her smile now doesn't look friendly, but a bit of disdain and mockery.

In order to cooperate with Ning Xueqing today, Xiao Li not only combed her hair, but also applied a thick layer of powder. His face was white like the wall in the room. At the same time, he also painted eyeliner, which looked like a certain The flow of idol boy groups that have just returned from stick country.

But he is obviously a comedian...

The reason why they both dressed up like this was naturally because they were going to promote his music scene with Zhang Xiaojian in the afternoon...No, they were going to the concert.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't want this either.

After only publicizing Tian Chai Ren, he received a lot of information bombardment.

Lao Shi even said: "Holy, this harem has three thousand beauties, but you can't pet Liu Mei alone, you always have to wet the rain and dew..."

There is no way, anyway, "Dear Sister" also needs the content of the program, let's sort it out...

Of course, although the music scene started ahead of schedule in order to match the live broadcast of the program, there is still a gap between the performance time. During this time, the program group arranged a barrage time extremely shamelessly.

Undoubtedly, taking advantage of Zhang Xiaojian's immense popularity, letting Mr. Zhang answer some questions is more effective than where to do the show.

Therefore, Zhang Xiaojian not only has a high-definition camera in front of the three, but also a screen wall composed of 18 LCD screens.

At ten o'clock on time, Director Qin shouted and started.

The screen wall lights up instantly, and when Zhang Xiaojian, Ning Xueqing, and Xiao Li saw themselves in the 18 screens, more than 50 million water friends also saw them in the live broadcast room.

In an instant, their faces disappeared from all screens, replaced by dense barrage.

——Mr. Zhang, they have been waiting for you all morning in bed.

——Wow, it’s finally on, Mr. Zhang, Xueqing, and the big fool Xiao Li. Good morning.

——YO, YO, Chek Nao, Zhang Zongsha has a set...

There are some driving, RAP, and a few of them are normal.

Anyway, Zhang Xiaojian and the three were dazzled for a moment, but this is not important. As MC Xiao Li immediately entered the state and began to control the rhythm: "Hello everyone, this is Xiao Li, this is the live broadcast of the third issue of "Dear Sister" , The place we are sitting here is Mr. Zhang’s home in Jiangcheng, um...it’s another villa, I’m sour, how about you.

The bullet screens in the eighteen screens are all painted with lemon patterns.

Xiao Li turned his head, tilted his head and turned his side face toward the camera, facing the sun with his face straight and said, "Hey, this villa is well-lit, isn't my side face handsome?"

Barrage answered of course—not handsome.

——Poor is not qualified to call himself handsome.

——You don’t look at who is sitting next to you... Mr. Zhang can have money on his face, how can you compare to him...

Zhang Xiaojian looked at Xiao Li and said, "I bet that if you show your ass, friends on the water will think you are more handsome than you are now."

Ning Xueqing: "..., brother, don't talk about making eyesight early in the morning, I have pictures."

Xiao Li quickly turned back and coughed dryly, "Okay, less gossip. Before we start out today, one hour from now is the time for interacting with the water friends. If you have any questions, please feel free to Ask a question, this is the benefit I have won for everyone, you can ask anything."

When he said the last sentence, he blinked frantically, obviously suggesting something to ask the water friends...

Sure enough, the barrage frantically raised the'thousand degrees'.

This is not beyond Zhang Xiaojian's expectations. The program team did consult with him before the broadcast.

Zhang Xiaojian originally replied yesterday that he didn't want to talk about these things because there was really nothing to say.

But also last night, Zheng Jiaxuan called him, madly indicating that this matter was not big enough, and he needed to continue to add fuel to the fire.

So... he finally agreed to the director group's proposal.

Today's online audience, most of them are also rushing to a thousand degrees.

I naturally hope to hear more inside stories.

Xiao Li turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaojian: "Mr. Zhang...The friends are all raising a thousand degrees."

Zhang Xiaojian said: "You only use these two words, and I don't know what you are asking. Or else, let me see how many people support it?"

——Thousand-degree rubbish these four words flooded the screen instantly, and everyone used different symbols for the same four characters, some of which were thousand-degree rubbish.Some are thousand degrees rubbish!There are thousands of rubbish (should break the throat), thousands of rubbish (broken sound!), and of course all kinds of emojis are indispensable.

Looking at the screen full of barrage, Xiao Li said: "I think everyone is more concerned about Mr. Zhang, whether you will actually acquire Qiandu. After all, the scolding war in the past two days has been loaded into the history of the Internet..."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded: "I have asked my team to raise 30 billion U.S. dollars in DìDū. After all, it's so cheap... I feel so panicked if I don't buy it. I'm afraid Xie Dong, who deletes Weibo, will regret it."

A piece of barrage???

Most of the water friends who came to the live broadcast room have participated in this unprecedented scolding battle. At that time, it was half true and half false. Different people have different ideas. Some people think that it is just a moment of anger. Mr. Zhang cannot be true. To buy a thousand degrees, after all, 30 billion U.S. dollars.. is an astronomical figure, it is not necessarily whether you can afford it.

Some people think that Mr. Zhang must do what he said and he should buy it, but Xie Shuo, who deleted Weibo, probably has no right to sell.

At this time, I heard Mr. Zhang's certain remarks, except for the question mark, exaggeration, and domineering, I really don't know what to say, Mr. Zhang... is really a wayward person.

Zhang Xiaojian said at this time: "So in order to prevent him from not selling, I plan to let my team go to Qiandu Building to open a live broadcast. Then I hope everyone will join the show. Then I will announce the room number of the live broadcast room. Good to be a witness."

As soon as the water friends heard this drama, their eyes lit up, and they swore with light bulbs, life, toilet, instant noodles, spicy noodles, milk tea, and they would come...

Zhang Xiaojian: "In addition, I estimate that Qiandu will definitely pull the hips and dare not sell it, so I also prepared a second plan, which happens to be announced through today's live broadcast."

Xiao Li's eyes widened and said, "So what's the plan?"

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the camera and said: "I plan to be a search engine, no, to be our engine."

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