Chapter 1234 2 Goods, Played by a Child

? Skyscraper lottery.

With a click, the stool was not broken, but Ye Fei's mouse shattered it.

Ye Fei vomits blood, damn it, are you aliens sent by God to torture me purely?

The last time I bent over, I didn’t know how to use a mouse. I asked him to click on the computer screen, but it broke my computer screen. This time, I was afraid that this would happen to the skyscrapers, so I didn't ask him to click it, but now it's good, this guy just broke his own mouse, and he has to deduct money again, and it's still a lot of money.

Ye Fei was about to explode, and looked at his mouse with a disinterested expression on his face.

Skyscraper: "Uh~uh~ Ye Shen, it's broken."

Like a child who did something wrong, he looked at Ye Fei evasively.

Rhodes hurriedly corrected him, "How are you talking? What do you mean God Ye is broken? It's the broken mouse."

Ye Feixin said, I'd rather be broken myself, okay, you don't know how black the bastard the system is, the heart is broken for deducting money.

"Hey~ Well, don't worry about it for now, I'll change another one and see who this lucky guest can draw."

Ye Fei didn't want to mention this matter at all, and didn't want to think about it, it was too painful.

Because the system in my mind has already deducted the money, this shameless guy can run faster than a rabbit when it comes to deducting money.

In the live broadcast room, the lucky wheel finally started to spin, which also attracted the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room, otherwise these people would definitely laugh out loud.

"God Ye, if you draw me, I'll give you an alien mouse." Wanzi sent a message suddenly howling.

Ye Fei said with a dark face: "Get out, get out as far as the universe is."

Crooked made a laughing emoji, and said, "Don't be like this, God Ye, we are good friends."

"A good friend just doesn't open which pot and carries which pot, right? A good friend can sell my coordinates, right? Say, how much did you sell with my coordinates?"

Crooked and twisted: "...Ye Shen, I still have something to do, I will go back as soon as I go, goodbye."

"Come back to me!"

"I don't~"

Swimmed and dived.

Everyone burst out laughing.

The other anchors saw the atmosphere in Ye Fei's live broadcast room so good, and each of them was really jealous. You can't do anything about it. The audience is so lively and cute, and they are so funny. Take a look, laughing and laughing. The live broadcast went on, and then I looked at my live broadcast room, all of them are like participating in a memorial service, if you have nothing to do, give me two jokes and listen to them, and help me liven up the atmosphere.

But they also know that these things can't be envied, and they can't be jealous. They can only try their best to guide their audience in the direction of this atmosphere.

The wheel of fortune is still spinning.

"Ah~Turntable, you are like an annual ring, rolling over my heart, making me feel the cruelty and beauty of the years, ah~Turntable, you are also like an annual ring, rolling over my body, Let me feel the pain of life in the years, ah~~"

"Ah, your sister, wet man, have you started to flirt again, haven't you? And the turntable is like annual rings pressing over your body, and it won't crush you to death. Can you write a quality poem? What we need now is Passion, isn't it you who are so ahhh, moaning?"

"...No standard, you will never understand the psychology of a literati, ah~~ idiot."

"...Fuck, you are the fool, and your whole family is fools."

"Uncle Wetman, my teacher assigned me a homework assignment, using money to make a poem, can you help me?" Suddenly Yao Xiaoming yelled.

Wet Man: "... Your teacher asked you to make a poem on the theme of money?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Vulgar, vulgar!"

"...I just asked you to help, it has nothing to do with vulgarity, can you help me?"

"It's okay to help you, but you have to agree to one condition."

"What conditions?"

"If you are drawn in a while, how about you give me this guest spot? If possible, I will just do it once."

Yao Xiaoming: "..."

Everyone: "......."

People just exploded.

"Wet man, are you still human? Are you kidding me?"

"I'm really drunk. You look like a master of Taoism every day, and you are just a dirty uncle who tricks children."

"The last time I saw him, I felt that this guy was not a good guy, and now he really showed his tail."

"One poem for one of Ye Shen's guest spots? What do you think? You don't even look at your broken poems, and you can't get one of Ye Shen's spots for a lifetime of poetry."

"That's right, despise it!"

Peerless Yaoji: "Wet people, you are promising."

The wet man made a smiling face and said, "Thank you, thank you."

This thing is still on the face.

At this moment, Yao Xiaoming said: "Uncle Shiren, is what you said true?"

"certainly."

"Then help me do it."

"it is good."

Not to mention, Wetman really wrote a decent poem with money as the theme, at least it was recognized by many people in the live broadcast room, and Yao Xiaoming was very happy.

"Thank you uncle."

"Don't forget what you promised me. Your chances of being a lieutenant general are still very high. I'm optimistic about you."

"What did I promise you?"

"...You won the lottery and give me the spot."

"Am I just telling the truth? I didn't say I promised you. Why can't you understand a child's words?"

Wet Man: "..."

Everyone: "......."

Apoof~~

The whole live broadcast room was just spraying in seconds.

"Hahahaha, wet man, you bastard, let a child play you?"

"Yes! This bastard deserves it!"

"Oh, let me go, Xiao Ming... is this really a child?"

"No, let me laugh for a while, hahahaha, wet man, ask for the area of ​​​​your current expression and psychological shadow."

Wet people are going to be stunned, this guy is not feeling well when he sits in front of the computer.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room reached a peak in an instant.

At this time, the speed of the lucky turntable had begun to slow down, and soon stopped.

A golden light flashed on the pointer of the fortune wheel, and a name appeared.

there is no tomorrow!

Yes, this is a person from Earth, but the name is really too negative, no tomorrow? Is this a loss of confidence in life and despair of tomorrow?

What the hell is going on with this man?

The name appeared, and it was a person from Earth. It stands to reason that it should jump out quickly, but now this person has no response, the name is still pointed by the pointer on the turntable, and the entire live broadcast room is silent.

"There is no tomorrow, are you here?" Suddenly, low-sugar lemon tea asked.

No one responded to him, no tomorrow not even a message.

"What happened?" Qingqing Juicao asked.

"There is no tomorrow, are you here? Could you please respond?" Shen Yue, the flower fairy, also asked.

Still no response.

This time, the audience in the live broadcast room became a little uneasy. After all, Ye Fei’s quota is sky-high. Now that this person has been drawn, there is no movement at all. Brother, don’t you know that you won the lottery?

Inside a rental house in Lingbo City, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province, Huaxia.

This is a very old rental house. The outer walls are already mottled, and the inner walls are also peeled off in some places. The room is filled with a strong smell of tobacco.

At this time, a young man was reclining on an old bed, with fluffy hair, shirtless upper body, and tattoos on both arms, colorful snakes and dragons.

A pair of dirty jeans on the lower body, and a pair of black running shoes on the feet.

He took a sharp puff of the cigarette butt left in his hand, spit out some bitter smoke, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, picked up a bottle of white wine from the ground, and took a couple of sips of the wine. The bottle was held in my arms.

At this moment, his phone rang. Drunk-eyed, he picked up the phone casually, put it to his ear after it was connected, and mumbled hello.

"Hello, what? Gan Hong, you fucking know how to answer the phone? Tell me, where are you now?"

"Brother Long, don't force me anymore. I really have nothing now. You have taken everything from me. Are you still not satisfied? What else do you want? Do you really have to die in front of you before you are willing?" ?”

"Hey, die? You have to pay off the money before you die. Let me tell you, Gan Hong, the day after tomorrow, I must see the money the day after tomorrow."

"But I really don't have any. I have thought of all the ways I can think of, and I have borrowed everything I can. Where else can I get money for you?"

"I don't care about that. Anyway, my deadline is the day after tomorrow. Oh, by the way, don't try to run away this time. If you do, don't blame us for being cruel."

"What do you mean? What do you want to do?"

"What do you mean? Let me hear a voice."

After finishing speaking, the other side was silent for a while, and then suddenly a girl's scream came over.

"Go away, go away, what do you want to do? Brother, brother, save me, come and save me!"

Hearing this voice, Gan Hong sat up from the bed and shouted into the phone: "Little sister?! Zuo Dilong, you are not human! You can't hurt your family. What you want is me, what you owe you It's me too, it has nothing to do with my little sister, let her go immediately!"

The voice just now came from the phone again.

"Hahaha, Gan Hong, are you scared? I understand the rules of the road, but you make me too angry. Don't worry, your sister is safe in my hands for the time being, but if you can't pay back the money the day after tomorrow, then Don't blame us for being rude."

"You dare!"

"Tch, why don't you dare, besides, your younger sister is just average, and she is lucky to be able to take care of you."

"Grass mud horse."

"Tsk tsk~ Remember, you scolded me, and you have to kneel down in front of me to apologize the day after tomorrow. Okay, I won't talk to you so much. When I call the day after tomorrow, you'd better not turn off your phone, don't turn it off, You know? It's very dangerous."

After speaking, the other side hung up the phone.

Gan Hong was completely dumbfounded. He just stared at the ground with his mobile phone in his hands. He didn't know what he was looking at, but just stared blankly in front of him.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang again.

Gan Hong didn't think about it, didn't look at it, and roared after connecting.

"Zi Dilong, what the hell do you want? I... what? You are the customer service of the Qiuqiu platform? Yes, yes, I am, what are you talking about? Ah?!! Really? !Are you serious? Woohoo~~~"

"There is no Mr. Tomorrow, you are in Ye Shen's live broadcast room right now, don't you see it?"

"I...I'll watch it, I'll watch it now, something happened just now, sorry, I'll watch it now."

After finishing speaking, after Gan Hong hung up the phone, he adjusted the screen of Ye Fei's live broadcast room, and then he was completely dumbfounded...

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