Chapter 6 God of Wealth Winter Congee

Rows of sports cars swiped past the screen, and the bullet screen kept swiping 666.

"Which local tyrant is this? Could it be from our school?"

"I want to give birth to a monkey for you, local tyrant!"

"Local tyrant and local tyrant."

The barrage in the live broadcast room all expressed their envy. One sports car is worth 100 quick soft sister coins. This brother Wang 666 gave away sixty-six sports cars at once, which is equivalent to more than 6,000 yuan at once!

An Moqi, who was broadcasting live, was also stunned, and suddenly a female voice came out from the side: "Lili, don't be dumbfounded, you have to say thank you!"

An Moqi reacted, her pretty face flushed a little, she bent slightly and said thank you, she looked very polite.

"You're welcome, it's just a little money."

A red barrage appeared at the top of the screen, and the id was Brother Wang 666!

There are a lot of privileges in the live broadcast of Fighting Dragon if you spend more money and give more gifts. For example, the bullet screen becomes larger and changes color, and it can hang on the screen for a long time, so that everyone can clearly see it. For those who have this privilege From a human point of view, more than 6,000 yuan is really just a drizzle.

An Moqi thanked her again, with a very sincere expression.

She really needs money now, otherwise she would not have started the live broadcast like this anyway.

Previously, her roommate Xie Xiaoyu told her that live streaming could make money, so An Moqi thought about giving it a try, but she didn’t expect to make money so quickly, and it cost more than 6,000 yuan, although she could only get 100% 60% of the commission, but even this is more than a month's salary of many people, and she only broadcast live for less than half an hour!

"Why don't I sing you a song." An Moqi thought for a while and said.

Although she was in a hurry to use the money, to her, it was no different from something that suddenly fell from the sky. She always felt a little uneasy, and there was no way to repay it. She just wanted to sing a song to repay it a little bit. This brother Wang is 666.

"No need, can you dance?" Wang Kun sent a red barrage.

"...No." An Moqi said after a moment of silence.

"It's okay, you go and change your clothes, short skirts and hot pants, you are so beautiful, you must look good if you shake it casually." Wang Kun continued.

"I'm sorry, Brother Wang, I really don't know how to dance." An Moqi stood up and bowed lightly, apologetic.

"..." Wang Kun sent out a series of points, obviously a little speechless.

"Can't dance live? Don't be funny."

"Brother Wang, I really don't know how to dance, why don't I refund the gift money to you, I really don't know how to dance." An Moqi defended helplessly.

Wang Kun: "Understood, the money is not enough, right?"

Before An Moqi could react, a small plane flew out from the left side of the screen.

"Brother Wang 666 sent the plane*1"

"Brother Wang 666 sent the plane *10"

After a while, ten planes flew out, and the barrage exploded.

"This is too rich!"

"Local tyrants, let's be friends!"

"You local tyrant, do you lack a girlfriend?"

"I can be your mistress! D cup."

"You local tyrant, do you like men or not? It's fine for me to be a junior (with a seductive face)"

...

"This guy is too rich, isn't he? A plane costs 500 yuan, so this is another 5,000 yuan?"

"Just now I saw a barrage where a man wanted to be his junior. We don't understand the world of rich people."

"Um, I posted the barrage."

"Fuck! Pervert!"

Several people in the dormitory were laughing, Zhou Dong was naturally watching the live broadcast just now, but he was doing another thing while watching the live broadcast.

Exchange dragon coins!

The gift is given in the Doulong app by using dragon coins, one dragon coin is equal to one RMB.

"It should be almost the same..." Zhou Dong muttered to himself looking at the more than 200,000 dragon coins in his account and the level that had been raised to the earl.

There was already 1,000 yuan in the bank card, but Zhou Dongdian's hands were about to cramp before he exchanged for these more than 200,000 dragon coins.

"No more, I'm so exhausted, 200,000 should be enough." Zhou Dong chuckled.

"Look at your prospects, two hundred thousand is enough?" Miss System taunted mercilessly, Zhou Dong was embarrassed.

In his previous life, he started from scratch and was frugal all his life. Not to mention giving gifts, he seldom watched live broadcasts, so he had no idea about it.

"Ordinary system task: send 200,000 gifts within half an hour, and reward 20 vulgar points."

When the task was triggered, the corner of Zhou Dong's mouth curled up. Now, it's his turn.

During the live broadcast, An Moqi frowned slightly, with a troubled expression on her face: "Brother Wang, it's not about money, I really can't dance, so don't give it away."

What An Moqi answered was a row of planes on the screen.

Another ten planes were sent out!

Brother Wang 666: "Can I dance now?"

"The anchor, let's dance, people have given you so many gifts, can't you dance just to watch you?"

"If you're already an anchor, don't pretend to be aloof."

"So much money can't buy you a dance? Why is the anchor so famous?"

...

The barrage exploded. With the gifts flying everywhere, the popularity of the live broadcast room gradually increased. Many people were attracted by the gifts and wanted to see what kind of live broadcast could make people send so many gifts.

Haida, in the girls' dormitory, two girls are in front of the notebook, one looks like a fairy, in the camera, and the other looks less, sitting next to it, out of the camera.

It was An Moqi and her best friend and roommate Xie Xiaoyu who were broadcasting live.

Xie Xiaoyu looked at the overwhelmed An Moqi and sighed. She didn't let An Moqi dance. She knew her best friend's temperament, and it was unprecedented to be able to live broadcast. Wearing a short skirt to make a pose is an example of An Moqi's I can't do anything with my temper.

Looking at the bullet screens urging her to dance, An Moqi looked anxious: "I... really can't..."

"What are you pretending to be, this anchor, is it disgusting?"

"Be a bitch and still set up a memorial archway."

"It's probably selling innocence. Some local tyrants like this kind of tone."

An Moqi bit her lip lightly as the bullet screens slid across, she didn't know what to do.

"Winter porridge gives away super rocket*1"

Suddenly, a golden rocket appeared on the left side of the screen in the live broadcast room and flew into the sky, looking extremely gorgeous.

In Zhou Dong's bedroom.

"Wow, another boss."

"Two thousand yuan, he... I'll rely on it—"

Before the words could be uttered, another golden rocket flew out of the screen. The golden rockets rose one after another, and the ids next to them were all the same.

Winter porridge!