Ten trillion

"Why should I be joking with you? When you signed a contract with Dousha Live, you clearly had this rule. Have you forgotten it?"

Sister Zhao said helplessly.

"I remember that when I signed a contract with them, it said that as long as I came to the Shark platform to broadcast live, they would let me act, but it didn't say that I had to get the top three in this competition!"

Yi Yun whispered back.

"You are so careless. Although the contract says that you will be allowed to act in the act, it doesn't say what role you want to play. So this time you will only be allowed to act as a girl if you get into the top three. Protagonist, do you know?"

Sister Zhao shouted helplessly.

"Then... what should I do now?"

Yi Yun was completely panicked at this time, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble.

After all, she came to Dousha live broadcast for the female number one. If she can't get the female number one now, then all the efforts of Yi Yun this month will be wasted.

"What else can I do? Open the live broadcast room quickly, and then I will find someone to help you with some gifts, and see if I can win this game first!"

Sister Zhao said helplessly.

"The money for the gift?"

Yi Yun hesitated and asked.

"Your signing fee should be 5 million yuan. I think it shouldn't be a problem to use this money to defeat Wang Peipei. Anyway, when you get to the top three, the money will be returned to you, so you won't suffer. ..." Sister Zhao said lightly.

"But I don't have that much money in my hands now. I use all my money to buy cars and houses!"

Yi Yun's anxious tears began to fall. If she had known such regulations, she shouldn't have spent the money in the first place.

"you……"

Sister Zhao didn't know what to say when she heard this, she could only ask in a low voice: "Then how much money do you have in your hand now?"

"Almost one million more!"

Yi Yun bit her lip and replied.

"..."

After hearing Yi Yun’s words, Sister Zhao couldn’t help but hesitate for a while, and then whispered: “Xiaoyun, I’ll help you find someone to borrow some money, but it shouldn’t be a lot. There can be 500,000 yuan. Then add one million in your hand, let's fight Wang Peipei, what do you think?"

"How much is Wang Peipei going to spend?"

Yi Yun hesitated and asked.

"How do I know this? We don't care how much she wants to pay, anyway, we have so much money in our hands, it depends on whether you dare to gamble!" Sister Zhao said softly.

"..."

Yi Yun looked at the computer, her expression a little embarrassed.

"Okay, I won't tell you for now. I'll help you borrow money. If you want to bet, open the live broadcast room directly. If you want to give up this opportunity, then you don't need to open the live broadcast room!"

Sister Zhao yelled very anxiously, and then hung up.

Seeing that the phone was hung up, Yi Yun lay on the bed helplessly, with a desperate expression on her face.

Seeing Yi Yun's desperate look, Zhang Feng couldn't help but softly ask, "What's wrong?"

"..."

Yi Yun looked up at Zhang Feng, and then briefly told Zhang Feng about her affairs.

Zhang Feng probably understood what Yi Yun meant.

The current situation is that if Yi Yun wants to participate in this competition, then she will be desperate to gamble all her savings, and also owe 500,000 foreign debts.

If Yi Yun wins in the end, naturally there is no loss, and she can still take the role of female number one, but if she loses, then there is nothing.

"Zhang Feng, do you want me to gamble?"

Yi Yun is very tangled in her heart now, so she wants to hear Zhang Feng's opinion.

"..."

Zhang Feng looked at Yi Yun without speaking.

"I don't know how much money Wang Peipei has prepared. If the local tyrants behind others prepare a lot of gifts, then all of my money may be lost. But if I just give up this opportunity, I will also Very unwilling!"

Yi Yun no longer looked like that indifferent before, Chu Chu looked at Zhang Feng pitifully and said.

"Otherwise you should take a gamble, I think you can win!"

Zhang Feng said softly to Yi Yun.

"Can I win?"

Yi Yun was stunned when she heard this, then looked at Zhang Feng in despair and said, "What am I going to win? If I had a local tyrant like Lean Feng, I might still win..."

"Maybe after you lean on the fence and listen to Feng, you will come to your live broadcast room to brush gifts!"

Zhang Feng replied with a smile, and then continued: "Anyway, you now have a house and a car. Even if you lose, you won't have any impact. The big deal will come later!"

"..."

Yi Yun looked at Zhang Feng and hesitated, then nodded and said: "Yes, I think what you said is very reasonable. If I let me give up like this now, I will definitely not be reconciled, so I might as well take a gamble. It's a big deal all over again!"

After saying this, Yi Yun hurried to the mirror to put some makeup on herself, then returned to the chair and opened her live broadcast room.

Zhang Feng sat on the spot looking at Yi Yun's back, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Yi Yun also helped me once, so I will help her this time. It won't cost much anyway!"

Zhang Feng felt that Yi Yun was pretty good to him, and never looked down upon Zhang Feng, and also helped him find out who was behind the photo incident.

So Zhang Feng felt that it would be no big deal to help Yi Yun by himself.

...

After Yi Yun opened the live broadcast room, her popularity rose instantly.

The barrage covered the entire screen, and gifts began to increase.

Yi Yun casually found an excuse and explained why she was late just now.

At this time, there were less than 20 minutes left before the end of the game, because Yi Yun had not started broadcasting before, so there were very few gifts, while Wang Peipei received nearly 200,000 gifts.

After Yi Yun explained why she was late, she began to sing.

I have to say that Yi Yun's popularity is indeed much higher than Wang Peipei.

Just after singing a few songs, Yi Yun's rewarding progress bar is almost the same as Wang Peipei's progress bar, and both of them have received nearly 200,000 gifts.

But both Wang Peipei and Yi Yun knew in their hearts that it would be impossible to win the game with these two hundred thousand.

Both of them are waiting for the last-minute sprint. Whoever prepares more money will be the ultimate winner!

Zhang Feng sat behind Yi Yun with a calm look. He knew that Yi Yun could not lose today, because Zhang Feng was poor and only had money left.

He is richer than someone who has inherited a ten-trillion-billion-dollar estate, and it is basically no different from looking for death!