A full-scale gangster A has exploded in the entertainment industry

Chapter 128 I Can't Report It!
Everyone's speech was blocked, but Qin Shumang's words appeared in bold red font.

[Her Majesty: Live broadcast number 3344520. 】

Qin Shumang directly threw out a live broadcast account - of course this live broadcast was made for her by the system.

Because the system was afraid that Qin Shumang would mess around, he took control of the live broadcast screen.

At the same time, in order to allow Qin Shumang to perform better, the screen is virtualized in the air.

Qin Shumang just entered the room, and there were sporadic audiences who heard the sound.

[Grandpa He is the best: Tsk, she is really a rookie anchor, a pretty good-looking little girl, why is she so mean? 】

[Favorite Daqin: I clicked in because of curiosity, the broadcaster's room is very classic, um, the clothes are also pretty.Although his character is not very good, he looks pretty good. 】

[Let your thoughts wander: The person upstairs is a face control, he is a good person and his three views are not correct, it is not shameful, just watch how the broadcaster slaps his face. 】

[Tianci: Ma De, why is this girl so cheap? She just wants to catch our Professor He's attention. She wants to be popular and crazy? 】

[Sweeping Tianya: Why was the report unsuccessful?Is the background of the broadcaster very strong? 】

[Dudu: Not to mention that in Grandpa He's live broadcast room, our comments were all blocked, and then we reported it, but it was also unsuccessful. 】

……

In 3 minutes, Qin Shumang's live broadcast room welcomed nearly 3000 viewers, and the number continued to rise, most of which were transferred from He Wensuo's live broadcast room.

Because Qin Shumang's live broadcast room attracted a large number of viewers, he quickly ranked first on the newcomer list.

Qin Shumang glanced at the screen indifferently, and casually looked at the remarks on it.

"The old man himself is not good at learning, but he has the nerve to say that he is proficient in Qin Wen. Why don't a bunch of mobs go to heaven?"

Before the system started to teach Qin Shumang the rules and the essentials of the live broadcast, she came up with such a sentence, and the system almost collapsed.

【Host!You have to pay attention to polite language, the audience is all uncles, if you do this, your ratings will decrease, and you will be ridiculed by the crowd! 】

Qin Shumang smiled mockingly at the screen: "The audience is the uncle? Get lost, you dare to call yourself the uncle in front of me."

A row of diatribes and six points on the screen.

Qin Shumang directly turned off the barrage, "I'm going to teach you what the real Qin Wen is today, you guys keep your eyes open and watch carefully."

Qin Shumang put the pen, ink, paper and inkstone neatly away, then slowly grinded the ink, with a quiet expression and a little bit of unquestionable majesty.

The system adjusted the angle of the screen to capture the most beautiful side of Qin Shumang, even if he was complained about in speech and hosting.

But there are still a lot of face control people in the world. Based on this, maybe it can attract a few attention?
This is indeed the case. Soon on the screen, because of Qin Shumang's seriousness and her beauty, it attracted a large wave of fanatic fans who control the face, and several people paid attention to her.

Qin Shumang sighed while studying the ink, "It's a great honor for you to read my writing."

The system really wants to seal Qin Shumang's mouth. Although Qin Shumang blocked the barrage by himself, it can clearly see the barrage here.

[Fish that wants to fly: Although the person is good-looking, his ink ink posture is also correct, but his character is poor, and he probably wants to be popular and crazy. 】

[First Life Liulibai: It's over, I've fallen.The young lady is so beautiful, and her imposing manner, even if she sits there quietly, I have a feeling that I want to be quiet. 】

[Dongxinanbeizhou: I love it, I am a face control.Just wait, maybe Miss Sister really has some trump card.We shouldn't judge a person by age. 】

[Grandpa He is the best: You guys have changed too fast, this kind of unhealthy trend on the Internet should be put an end to it, Ma De, I can't report it yet! 】

……

Han Huang, who was transferred back, was discussing Qin Shumang and the transferred brothers with Han Shier and the others.

"Twelve, is this Miss Qin?" Han Huang was bored and wanted to watch the video, but ended up watching Qin Shumang's live broadcast.

Han Shier and Han Er Han San all looked over, "It seems to be Miss Qin."

"Miss Qin's room is arranged like this. This is the small attic! Damn, so many people scold Miss Qin, what happened?"

"It seems to be some kind of Qin Wen. Many people came here because of Ms. Qin's beauty, but there were also many people who came here specifically to scold Ms. Qin. Damn, the first live broadcast had more than 1 viewers."

"I saw that Ms. Qin seems to have entered the first place on the newcomer list. Do you think we should give her something? After all, our Master Yu seems to like her very much now."

"Miss Qin broadcasts the live broadcast, does Master Yu know? It's not that I don't have money, isn't the live broadcast embarrassing Master Yu? Shall we talk to Master Yu?"

……

Everyone looked at Han Huang, and looked at him with strange eyes: "I want to go to you."

"Just go." Han Huang felt that they were very strange, and just as he was going out, he dragged Han Twelve past him.

"You go with me." Han Huang said.

Han Twelve shook his head quickly, and looked at Han Er and Han San for help, both of them looked down at the phone as if they hadn't seen it.

"I think Miss Qin is very beautiful in ancient costumes, and she is very imposing."

"Yeah, I think so too. Look, Miss Qin is teaching us how to grind ink. I'd better give her a tip."

The two turned around, ignored Han Twelve's plea for help, and fumbled for the usage of the live broadcast.

Han Twelve was dragged away by Han Huang.

"Uncle Cen, where's Master Yu?" Han Huang asked.

Uncle Cen was loosening the soil for his precious orchid, and when he saw Han Twelve looking for Gu Yu so anxiously, he gave him a faint look.

He knew that the young master had four right-hand assistants, Tiandi Xuanhuang.

As for Han Huang's temperament, he could already foresee the scene where the young master sent Han Huang to the Dark Pavilion or the barren state.

But he still pointed upstairs: "The study."

"Thank you, Uncle Cen." Han Huang got the answer he wanted, and dragged Han Twelve upstairs again.

Han Twelve asked for help: "Uncle Cen, shall I water the flowers for you?"

However, before he got a reply to his words, Han Huang forcefully dragged him upstairs. Uncle Cen shook his head and continued to loosen the soil.

In the study, Gu Yuhan was checking the documents.

"Master Yu, this subordinate has something to say!" Han Huang said as soon as he entered.

Han Twelve on the side wanted to knock Han Huang out, didn't he see that Master Yu was busy?
You suddenly have such a voice, do you think you have no company in the barren state? !

Gu Yuhan frowned, found a document and sat on a chair. Obviously, Han Huang didn't want to interrupt what he was doing because of Han Huang's words.

Fortunately, Han Huang walked up to Gu Yuhan and took out the live video.

"Master Yu, look, Miss Qin is broadcasting live. Shall we stop it? Many people are scolding her."

As soon as he finished speaking, a very long text scolded Qin Shumang across the screen.

[Black and red are not red: dressed as beasts, shameless, gentle and disgraceful, more than guilty of death, disastrous to the country and the people, collaborating with traitors, committing all kinds of crimes, spitting blood, despicable and shameless, notorious, shameless, ghostly tricks, shameless...]

Han Huang: ...

Feeling the icy breath coming from in front of him, Han Twelve beside him trembled.

"Master Yu, these people are really disgusting. Although I don't know what happened, I know that Miss Qin's handwriting is really beautiful. These people just look down on people!" Han Twelve said.

But he was complaining in his heart, did this person use all the derogatory words he had learned?

He wanted to put the word "beautiful" on the barrage.

(End of this chapter)