Mr. Wei, Ma'am, she's going to poach the heroine again.

Chapter 100 Too many people to enter the live broadcast room
Thinking of this, Gu Miaomiao hurriedly poured Wei Xingyan a glass of water.

At this time, because of Wei Xingyan's indifferent appearance just now, complaints have already begun in the comment area.

[Fuck, who was that man who just passed by?Well, why don't you show TM's face? 】

[Fuck, isn't it just to sell face on TV?In the end, he pulled two to five to eighty thousand yuan, as if he was about to reincarnate. 】

[Sisters, although I can't see the face clearly, but he has a good figure, and he is dressed like he is rich. I guess he is not a good-looking boss, right? 】

[Just him?As for the overlord, I think he looks like an insurance seller. 】

[Speak weakly, his back really looks like a person, Wei Xingyan, CEO of Shengyan Group. 】

【Fuck, are you blind upstairs? If Wei Xingyan said that I would eat food on my head, could the boss of the famous man come over and take pictures of this thing?It's also a variety show directed by a street director, and he's not sick. 】

[Sister upstairs, I want to stand up weakly, and I also think that person looks like Wei Xingyan. 】

【Upstairs, I also...】

……

The style of painting in the comment area suddenly changed. At this time, the screen of the live broadcast room just turned into the restaurant, and everyone in the restaurant had already sat in their respective seats in tacit understanding. Even Wei Xiaochen sat honestly. in front of Gu Miaomiao.

The surrounding area was unusually quiet. A staff member pushed a dining cart and began to set meals. The camera scanned the food from the dining cart to the food on the table, and then scanned everyone's faces one by one, and finally stopped in front of Wei Xingyan's face.

The picture freezes: [Wei Xingyan, male, 28 years old, single, Chairman of the Board of Directors of Shengyan Group, CEO of Shengyan Group, No.3 in the ranking of world business talents...]

Looking at the profile that appeared on the screen, the comment area was quiet for a few seconds, and then the barrage covered the entire live broadcast room.

[Fuck, it's really Wei Xingyan, this program group is awesome. 】

[Fang Wanli, are you hanging up?Fuck, you got all the boss Sheng Yan, whoever is popular if you are not popular. 】

[Everyone listen to me, this show will definitely be popular, explosive, crushing, family members, I will chase after it first. 】

[Sorry, Dad, I misunderstood you before, I was wrong. 】

【Ahhh, Wei Xingyan is so fucking handsome and rich, this is my fucking husband. 】

[Upstairs, shut up, when did my husband become yours? 】

[Can you please be quiet, in front of my wife, you are discussing my husband, are you polite? 】

……

In the comment area, you talk to each other, and no one is willing to give in to anyone. At this moment, someone suddenly mentioned: [Sisters, who of you still remember those people who scolded Wei Xingyan just now, why didn’t you see them blah blah? 】

[Upstairs, don't look for them, those people have already canceled their accounts. 】

……

When everyone clicked on their names again, the page already displayed several large characters that the user did not exist.
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With more and more people in the live broadcast room, the popularity of "Mr. Y and Miss Q" on Weibo has also remained high.

"Director, there are 5 people in the studio."

"Director, there are ten trending searches on Weibo."

"Director, there are 8 people in the studio."

"Director, the first to tenth packages of Weibo trending searches are over."

"Director, there are too many people in the live broadcast room, and some netizens reported that they couldn't get in, and our own staff were squeezed out."

Fang Wanli: "???"

(End of this chapter)