Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

The agent cried aloud, "Brother Yue, I beg you, it’s not easy for me to live such a big life. I was bitten by a dog when I was a child. I grew up and re-entered the university for three years. Can we do something more?"

Before the agent had finished speaking, Yuelan opened another live broadcast room with his account that was still live broadcast just now.

Fans who followed him saw him go to an unfamiliar live broadcast room. All of a sudden, the audience in the small live broadcast room with only more than 100 people instantly exceeded 20,000.

Yuelan nodded in satisfaction, then turned around, the smile on his face was still confiscated, "What did you just say?"

The agent covered his chest and fell onto the sofa blankly.

Seeing that he had no other opinions, Yue Lan turned his head and started watching the live broadcast.

Ye Chuijin just drew makeup to cover the right half of her face, and before she had time to show her half of her makeup, she was taken aback by the crowd who came in.

The number of spectators in the upper right corner is beating frantically all the time.

Thanks to Yuelan's words just now, some of the fans who squeezed in were still loyal to protect Yuelan, and some had already shed their fans and turned to black swearing, and even Ye Chuijin followed along with them.

There was chaos on the barrage.

Ye Chuijin was just stunned, then calmed down.

Hey little scene, when she first became popular, she was picked up without a high school diploma. At that time, more people scolded her for vases than now.

Ye Chuijin didn't care much, so he opened bg easily.

She only wears light makeup on the left half of her face. Although it looks good at this time, it is nothing to the fans who are torn apart.

Ye Chuijin didn't care, even showing a sweet smile.

Fans don't appreciate it at all.

"Smile, laugh, shit, laugh, who the **** is this anchor, and why is Yuelan an audience member in her live broadcast room"

"Is this person the new anchor contracted by Nanshen Company is here to catch the heat"

"Didn’t the male **** just say it, don’t just tear you up, are you fans or not? Are you still tearing up what the anchor did wrong?"

"Not a fan, thank you. It has turned black."

"Trash anchors, will you laugh at you? I really dare to start a live broadcast if I have a camera. The more I saw you, you are also a superficial person."

When the barrage was arguing, Ye Chuijin covered his left face.

Then he moved his right hand away.

There was a long wound on her right half of her face, her cheeks were a bit dirty, and there was a trace of blood on the corners of her mouth, just like a general who had just stepped down from the battlefield, her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, staring straight. The camera, his eyes are firm and solemn, and the bangs on his forehead hang down, making it even more as if the whole person is returning from hell.

The barrage that was still noisy just now disappeared instantly.

At this time, Ye Chuijin's fans, who had been squeezed into the corner just now, could finally speak.

"I rely on the nine princes Aoao Aoao Aoao Maye, the eyes of the nine princes I blow so much."

"Isn't this a change of face? It's obviously a change of person. The anchor, you wonder, are you hiding Yuelan"

"The mountains and rivers are crying for Yue and I, the nine princes of qaq, ah, don't be blackened, you've always been your cleanest boy, okay?"

"Isn't this really overwhelming?"

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