Chapter 366 Master Niu's Live Broadcast Room (4)

Wang Zhongtian yawned heavily, and began to eat breakfast lazily.

I went to bed too late last night, and this is all due to the online book writer, the author called Daddy Long Legs; the update is weak, short, and out of chapter.

Every time the update is completed, it has to wait until midnight. This makes Lao Wang, who is chasing the update, even if he sleeps until after nine o'clock, he is still sleepy and seems to have no energy.

"Uncle wants to die like this, so I will send a box of blades to that guy, and see if he dares to torment people like this after this year." Wang Chongtian thought so...

While eating a late breakfast, Wang Zhongtian habitually clicked on the virtual screen of his wrist watch and began to scroll up the latest news.

But before he could take a second look, an advertisement popped up forcibly occupied Wang Chongtian's sight.

"I'm going, I'm going to give people some way to survive. You dare to insert advertisements even if you read some news. Qiandu News is crazy about money!" While making complaints, Wang Zhongtian just stretched out his flexible middle finger, intending to put this article Ads crossed out.

However, when Wang Zhongtian accidentally saw the contents of the advertisement, Wang Zhongtian's nimble fingers couldn't click anymore.

Because the row of bald heads in the advertisement is so eye-catching and eye-catching.

As a veteran skinhead fan, Wang Zhongtian recognized the origins of these people almost immediately. Isn't this the batch of animal-like hunks that have become crazy popular on the Internet recently?

Moreover, these guys seemed to be appearing in the live broadcast again. Just thinking of this made Lao Wang's blood boil.

The string of blood-red numbers in the lower right corner of the advertisement kept beating, reminding Wang Zhongtian that the time to start the broadcast is coming soon.

Almost without any consideration, Lao Wang forked off the webpage of Qiandu News, quickly followed the link, and entered the room called Master Niu's live broadcast room.

When entering the room, an account number and password were unexpectedly required. Fortunately, Lao Wang had already registered an account number in order to see the young lady who was fading.

There was no time to complain about the owner of the room, the name of the anchor named Master Niu, Lao Wang was stunned by the huge flow of people in the room in front of him.

Even if he knows that skinheads have become popular recently, there are more skinhead support groups on the Internet, like bamboo shoots after a rain.

But now there are still two minutes before the start of the broadcast, and the seven-figure number of people in the room still almost blinded Lao Wang's kryptonite eyes.

What's terrible is that this number is still rising at a rapid speed, and it may break through to the eight-figure number of people in the room, but it only needs to wait another minute or so.

In the end, when the broadcast officially began, the number of people in the room had exceeded an unscientific 20 million.

Lao Wang was already dumbfounded by this, and he didn't have much thought anymore, so he could only cheer in the second grade: "My big skinhead is mighty..."

In fact, what Wang Chongtian didn't know was that if the Crooked Bean Sprouts platform hadn't temporarily changed its measures to prohibit users from entering the room as tourists.

At this time, the number of people in the room may easily double, approaching the number of 50 million people.

At this moment, I don't know how many people are in a hurry, applying for and registering an account on the crooked bean sprouts live broadcast platform, while cursing the whole family of the platform's senior management crazily.

As for Li Douya and other high-level executives of the platform, seeing the rapid increase in the number of new users, the joy in their hearts is simply indescribable.

There are also more than half of the ID registration addresses here, all from foreign countries around the world, and they, senior industry insiders, are naturally very clear about what it means.

Just like the other platform personnel who are also paying attention, their mouths are full of sour words: crooked bean sprouts live broadcast platform, this time the fuck is going to heaven!

Outside their office, many technicians have made all the preparations, waiting for the arrival of more visits.

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Hundreds of millions of melon-eaters waited anxiously, and the screen controlled by the anchor in the room was finally connected, and a scene that they could never imagine appeared in front of them.

It was a huge old-fashioned warehouse, judging from the old concrete floor and walls, it had been around for a long time.

Under the illumination of a few high-power emergency lights, the ten bald heads shine brighter and brighter; the beach clothes on the body, the woolen army coat on the shoulders, and the flip-flops on the soles of the feet are indeed familiar formulas , Familiar taste.

What surprised Wang Zhongtian was that these ten bald heads were actually new faces that had never appeared before.

"I'm a big skinhead, and I'm really full of talents." Old Wang couldn't help but sighed.

The bald people lined up and squatted on the ground, all kinds of cooked food were randomly placed on the ground, and a little plastic sheet was randomly placed under the cooked food.

Among dozens of varieties such as sauced beef, roast chicken, roast duck, braised pork head meat, including all known cooked food varieties of Wang Zhongtian, they are all meat and other varieties; but the quantity seems very amazing, at least tens of thousands of catties .

In addition, next to each bald head, there is also a whole box of Red Star Erguotou...

To be honest, Wang Zhongtian was a little disappointed, he didn't expect the skinheads to broadcast live again, but they put on the posture of wanting to live broadcast and eat.

Instead of following some powerful opponents and fighting fiercely, not even those ferocious engineer shovels have found traces of their existence.

After all, it is not a new thing that there are countless men, women and children who broadcast live on the Internet.

But soon, Old Wang decided to take back the naive idea just now. These tough men who are like mutant animals can eat with different demeanor even when they eat.

There was no half-sentenced nonsense, let alone begging for gifts. There was a gesture in front of the screen indicating to start. After moving, these bald heads who had been silent before suddenly started to move.

After Old Wang was horrified to see the fierce eating of these bald people, compared with his decades of eating, it was like a kitten eating.

He saw a bald man stuff a few marinated eggs into his mouth to save time before chewing them together; after a few bites, he swallowed them directly into his stomach.

He also saw a sausage that weighed several kilograms, and it was eaten clean after a few mouthfuls by a bald head.

He even saw the terrified scene of a whole roast goose weighing more than ten kilograms completely disappearing into the mouth of a bald man within a minute with the belt on.

If this is still called boring, then after each of these bald heads killed no less than tens of catties of cooked food, they downed most of the bottle of Erguotou in one go.

Afterwards, the bald heads moved again at an unabated speed, and even the slightest abnormality could not be seen in the bellies under their floral shirts, as if there was a huge bottomless pit.

After a long time, the melon-eaters, who were completely dumbfounded, frantically called 666, and all kinds of gifts were also swiped out like a tide...