The Fine Food Broadcaster

Crackling ~~~

The mouse in Ye Yefei's hand clicked on the three words on the lucky disk, and then lightly pressed down.

声音 This sound can be said to be very, very small, and the sound of a mouse click cannot be heard at all without even listening carefully, but even so, this time it is like a nuclear bomb, which directly blasts the live broadcast quietly.

Those who broke the news also did not send it.

也不 No longer quarreling.

Those who begged God for their ancestors also stopped.

I can't hear the sound of breathing all over the world.

Everyone's heart twitched with Ye Fei's mouse click.

The staff in other sections of the backstage are also curious, watching each one quietly.

"It started. I didn't expect this guy's fans to be so enthusiastic."

"Yeah, I just went to the live broadcast room of our song and dance section, the song and dance leveling. Although people are also very enthusiastic, but they are not as powerful as Ye Fei, they are still very rational."

"It ’s the same as ours. There is no way. The quality of the audience is different. People who look at these two sections are of a high level. Those who are like the audience of the food section are eating, and how high do you expect such people? Quality?"

"Don't say that, colleagues who have a food section here are not good."

"But I'm telling the truth. The truth is unpleasant. They won't mind."

At this moment, a message popped up: "We don't mind, but I can smell the thick acidity of your body across the screen."

The person who just spoke clearly saw the message and was dumb.

"Mr. Zhao ... Mr. Zhao? I just ..."

Zhao Sen said: "When an audience can lose their minds for his idols, it already shows the position of this person in the minds of his fans. Do you agree with this sentence?"

"Ack ... agree."

"Well, you talk."

森 After Zhao Sen said, he smiled slightly and retired.

The company's general group was directly dumb. Every time they ate the food section, their people were quiet. Today, they did not expect their manager to come out. Although only a few words were spoken, each sentence made people blush.

Let's talk.

怎么 How can we talk about this TM?

Look at the draw.

A group of silver star anchors are also paying attention to the movement of Ye Fei's live broadcast room. At this time, a few of the anchors starting today are over, and come here for fun.

卧 "Well, that lucky dish is really easy to use. You don't know. Because I have drawn a few prizes today, my reward is almost twice as high as usual. It's incredible."

"So am I. A drawn audience sang a song with me. Although he didn't sing really well, he rewarded him and gave me a luxury plane. Singing out of excitement. "

"I have a person here to talk with me, and that's still a dialect. I don't understand what he's talking about, but he's very happy, the rewards are in place, and he brushed five sports cars."

"This lucky dish launched by the platform is really our gospel."

"Yeah, why didn't something like this come out earlier?"

咳 "Ahem, this thing Ye Fei came up with."

"..."

"Yes, how is that guy's live broadcast today?"

"Go and see."

"Group."

"I set a woolen yarn, and I've been watching it for a long time. It cost me a pack of paper towels, and I was depressed."

"What's going on? Does his live studio charge any more?"

"Well, have you seen a few collections of paper towels? I mean ... oh, I won't tell you, you will know after a while, he has already live broadcasted half, and there is still a dish Do it. "

A group of Silver Star anchors who have not yet entered the Yefeishen-level gourmet live broadcast room, soon came in.

Ye Fei live room.

Everyone saw that the group of silver one silver two silver three ran in again, and said nothing. Now their attention is all on that turntable.

Ye Yefei clicked on the three words of the lucky plate, and saw countless small spaces around the lucky plate immediately turned.

The ID of everyone in the broadcast room then flashed in these small spaces.

Everyone raised their hearts to their throats, and they didn't dare to express one by one, for fear of blowing their own names as soon as they were out of breath.

Take a circle.

Take two turns.

Three laps.

Uh ...

Lucky disk spins fast.

I kept turning for ten seconds before slowly slowing down.

"Lost, slow down, slow down."

别 "Don't call it, watch it all."

"Nima, I'm so nervous, I'm sweating."

"I wiped it several times."

看看 "Look who the first lucky viewer was."

"It's me, it's me, it's me ... * n"

At this moment, one viewer @ another viewer suddenly appeared in the information bar.

"Yao Xiaoming? Son?"

"Yao Jianshe? Dad?"

"Yao Xiaoming! Do you want to die? Aren't you in class? How come here?"

爸 "Dad, our first session is a physical education class. Is this okay? Many students are watching Ye Shen's live broadcast. Dad, my mom?"

At this time, an audience called Peerless Pheasant sent a message.

"Shit boy, where's mom here."

Yao Xiaoming: "......... Mom? Do you want to play mahjong today?"

"Why? Watch for a while and go to school. In the future, you will be admitted to a doctorate, and you will become a **** chef like Ye Shen."

"I ......... Mom, do I need to take a doctoral degree as a chef? May I drop out of school to learn to cook now?"

"There are no doors."

Yao Jianshe sent a message: "Our three chances of winning will be greater."

"You two have all won the prize."

Yao Jianshe: "…………."

Yao Xiaoming: "…………."

"Oh, I see." The father and son replied weakly.

When Yao Xiaoming thought the conversation was over, suddenly his mother sent a message to the peerless pheasant: "Boy, is that the person whom the ancestors were blessing just now, are you?"

Yao Xiaoming: "... ah, it's ... it's me."

"Just give it to me blindly, I'll tell you, your grandparents have been dead for more than ten years and you haven't seen them. If they knew you had moved them all out for a dish, you believe it or not They kicked the coffin board out and fanned you? "

"I, I ... I really want to eat the dishes made by Ye Shen. Besides, don't I say that I have learned how to cook for them?"

"Come back and clean up ~ www.readwn.com ~ ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

"Want to die, you? Your mother didn't touch you, what's your ghost crying?"

"No no ... No, mom ... Mom, it's me, it's me, it's me, and the first lucky audience is me, ah, ah."

"Shit boy, don't you use this set of fools ... ah ah ah, really you, good son, come back and give you a big red envelope."

Yao Jianshe: "Two, son, it's awesome. It is indeed my son."

"Yao Jianshe, are you stupid? How can you talk to your son?"

咳 "Cough, I ... I'm so excited, I'm wrong, son, you're out of luck, come back and Dad will give you a big red envelope."

谢谢 "Thank you Dad, thank you Mom, I love you forever."

"Love what love, come back to pay the public, you can't go to class, my mother will go for you."

"I ... I can take time off, Yinzhou is not far from us."

Yao Jianshe sighed and said, "Son, obedient, give it to your mother. Even if you ask for leave, you can't go without her toll."

Yao Xiaoming: "…………."

At this point, the live broadcast room had exploded.

"Yao Xiaoming? Whoops, who is this?"

呦 "Oh, Nima, I watched my name dangled in front of the pointer for a long time, why did it pass?"

"It's mine too. Excited Lao Tzu is all over his body. Nima Bai is happy."

"Why not me? God, you don't work."

"Upstairs, God is sleeping, Bodhisattva is on duty, you are asking for the wrong God."

"……… .."