Xiaobai's Counterattack: The Great God of Glory Lives Next Door

Chapter 404 The villain sues first? (3)

"Originally, I was thinking that this slap will be received as soon as it is received. Who knows that I am a newcomer and I have no popularity, so I can just treat it as paying tuition~" Qianhe said and sighed quietly. , speaking as if he had really been greatly wronged.

"Who knows, I was slapped and I got it. She even filed a lawsuit and took me to court, saying that she would pay her 40 yuan, or I would go to jail. Tell me, where did I get so much money?" Pay it to her." After saying this, Qianzhe covered her face and sobbed quietly for a while.

"You all only see the glamorous appearance of professional players. You don't know that our socks have slipped to the soles of our shoes. With my meager annual salary of 20 yuan, it is difficult for me to support myself, not to mention that I have to support my elderly parents. There is also a younger brother who is still in school. The whole burden of the family is on me, and now I want to compensate her 40 yuan. I... 嘤嘤嘤, I can’t afford to pay for it even if it is sold! "

As Chizuru cries uncontrollably, a steady stream of Buddha jumping over the wall floats across the top of the screen like running water.

Zhu Xuan clicked his tongue and made a rough calculation, "This Qianhe just cried here for 10 minutes. He must have earned at least 20 yuan from the reward alone..."

"Yeah, yeah." The little angels in Zhu Xuan's live broadcast room counted with their fingers, "Report, from the moment you came in to now, her net income has exceeded 25~"

Zhu Xuan suddenly felt as if he had eaten a fly, "Sure enough, women's live broadcasts are easier to make money. If I could earn tens of thousands of dollars every minute, I would have a fucking career and shed tears every day while live streaming for you. 1000 yuan a drop!”

"Tch~ Who wants to see your tears!" Although they expressed disgust on their lips, fans accepted it subtly in their hearts. What Zhu Xuan wanted to express: This woman was just pretending, and everything she said was a lie. !

While he was talking, a middle-aged woman in professional attire suddenly came in with a camera.

Qianhe frowned quietly, because this middle-aged elder sister was not Xiaohong as she had agreed with the studio.

Xiaohong is her usual photographer, and he understands her requirements well. Suddenly she changed someone, and she didn't know if he could take photos of the ribbon (style) she wanted.If it doesn’t work out, you have to retake it, which is a waste of time, and you’ll have to pay extra for retakes.

The most important thing is that although this photographer is a bit old, his charm and appearance are still very noble.His whole body carries an aura that cannot be ignored.Sure enough, after casually glancing at the barrage, someone immediately started talking about this photographer.

Although a thousand unhappy thoughts flashed through her heart for a moment, Qianzhe immediately curved her lips and asked softly: "Hello, who are you?"

……

Shen Yefen's forehead is so wrinkled that it could kill a fly.

From the first time she stepped into the room, she felt uncomfortable.

Yes, very uncomfortable.Not only was this room dazzlingly pink, but it was also filled with the strong and pungent smell of rose water.Thick people are disgusting.

This feeling became even stronger the moment she saw Qianzuru.

Shen Yefen originally thought that after so many years, she would not be surprised at all changes, and at least she could deal with ordinary people and things calmly.But the woman in front of me——

It really challenged her limits over the years——

You can actually feel like vomiting when you look at a person!
vomit~
Shen Yefen struggled to suppress the nausea in her chest, but she cursed Xiao Hong half to death in her heart.

My stomach hurts, Xiaohong!You damn thing just don’t want to see this woman, so you pulled me over as a shield! ! !
　Wow!Today's recommendation votes are much more than yesterday, super happy QVQ!
　　As for the character Qianzuru, her live broadcast was actually the prototype of a female anchor that I accidentally clicked on. At that time, I felt completely bad.Of course, she didn't cry at that time. She was singing. She sang one line in 10 minutes and spent the rest of the time chatting alone.

　　


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