The Fine Food Broadcaster

Yao Xiaoming was in a tangled state.

But everyone in the broadcast room was in a state of madness.

Because the lucky disk stopped rotating at the end, the name pointed by the pointer was Yao Xiaoming No. 2! !!

This made a bunch of popular people explode.

"This, this .... What a little bastard?"

"No, this can't be counted. How can it be played like this?"

"Oh my god, this bear child is really crazy. This Nima doesn't go to school. What kind of airplane is this?"

"Be careful with Nima Nima, I'm stabbing you, my Xiaoming is smart, do you understand?"

"... Sister Chicken, it's not me who says you, even if the little guy is clever, you can let him use it in the right place. How can he make trouble here?"

"Ahem, this is not what I taught, he thought, after I participated in Ye Shen's live broadcast, I would give him a fierce meal."

"Ha? Are you really going to participate in Ye Shen's live broadcast? Hey, I'm going, Jade, don't you think it's really mean for you to do this? Your baby has got a place with two names It's cheating. "

"Everything can't be repeated again and again, it won't happen again."

"Spitting blood, me, and again and again and again, do you want him to do this?"

Everyone is about to jump up.

A well-known celebrity who has eaten all over the world is now a bit messy.

"Genius, this child is a genius. He can do all this work."

I sent a message saying, "This little guy is really smart, but he shouldn't be used here. How fierce is the competition for this quota? As a result, the little guy lost all of his moves. Thinking about it, I feel Blushing, a group of adults lost to a little fart. "

Hilltop Villa, Shibatian slammed the sofa with one hand, and Le's tears came out. Haha laughed: "Did you see that, you four idiots, did you see this? This is my nephew, smart?"

Two of his four bodyguards were still wrapped in gauze, and they hurriedly raised their thumbs and said in unison: "Clever, clever and smart, boss is smarter!"

Shiba Tianmei nodded his head and said, "But this can't be counted, this little guy is out of order."

Sure enough, everyone in the live broadcast was protesting, because it was impossible to protest, it was too speechless.

Ye Fei looked at Yao Xiaoming II, who was also a black line.

"Yeshen, you have to decide for us. This is definitely not considered. This is too much."

"Yeah, if that works, I'll come in with a hundred names tomorrow."

"Yeshen, you are a fair and just anchor. This kind of **** who violates laws and regulations must absolutely be educated."

"You have to pump again, or it's really unfair to us."

...

Watching a group of people howling to send a violent message to protest, Ye Fei sighed and said, "Sister Chicken, I'm really sorry, and everyone, I'm really sorry, this is a loophole in the lucky disk, and it is also my negligence. I really didn't expect such a thing to happen. I will discuss it with the platform later and upgrade the lucky disk. For this lottery, Sister, I ’m sorry, this ca n’t be counted. ”

Ye Fei was almost crying, and today this prize was drawn by no one, and such strange things have come out.

The Peerless Pheasant made a smile, but did not speak.

Ye Fei couldn't figure out what this beautiful girl meant, but at this moment, he heard his cell phone ring and picked it up. It was a text message sent by the peerless pheasant. The content of the message was very simple. Just one sentence-tomorrow I will go to Yinzhou and make me a bowl of noodles.

Ye Fei: "........."

"it is good!"

In the end, he agreed, because this can't blame the peerless pheasant, nor can Yao blame Yao Xiaoming. He can only blame himself for not being thoughtful enough, and doing the wrong thing will pay a price.

The message from him came over, and the peerless pheasant said in the live broadcast: "Since everyone says this, I have to give this face, hey, what a chance, it was just wasted."

Everyone is speechless again, what a chance? What a good son you should say!

The lively noisy live room was tossed by this little guy Yao Xiaoming and even more lively.

Ye Fei coughed twice and said, "Everyone, in order to ensure the fairness of our lottery, I announced that the lottery just won't count. In addition, I would like to state that each person in the live broadcast room can only log in with one large size. If the trumpet is found, then I would suggest that all the horns be given three days in the background as punishment. "

When everyone heard the first half of the sentence, they were still very happy. After hearing the second half of the sentence, many people were stunned.

why?

Because at this moment, in reality, I don't know how many people are busy applying for the trumpet, and I am planning to register a few more numbers. I did not expect Ye Fei to give such a trick.

Three days in black, who can bear this Nima? The ghost knows what kind of food Ye Shen will make in these three days. Who knows if the lottery draws himself in these three days? This is all an opportunity. Three days of blackening means that he has lost six opportunities. This risk is too great.

At this moment, eating all over the world said to the microphone: "Dear everyone, please listen to me. The reason why Ye Shen made this lucky plate, I think it is to give us a chance to taste excellent food, Ye God is kind , I hope everyone will be conscious and do n’t log in again with a trumpet. "

When I was eating, I also said, "I think the brothers in the world are very reasonable. Ye Shen is good to us, and we can't trouble Ye Shen."

Bazhen Yushi also jumped out and said, "I am proud to use a large size, and ashamed to use a small size!"

Peerless Zhenzhen, do n’t you stand back and talk without back pain? The little guy used it once. Are you like that? "

Bazhenyushi made a lot of sweaty expressions, and quickly explained: "Sister, I am talking about the future, not today, let's say, Xiaoming is so cute, will I have general knowledge with him?"

"Count your kid smart."

In addition, many people have also come out against the use of trumpet, so that Ye Fei's live broadcast room as far as possible to achieve the purpose of a single number.

However, Ye Fei feels that Qiu Qiu still needs to upgrade the lucky turntable in the background, so that this phenomenon can be completely eradicated, or else someone will not be able to do so in the future.

Although using a trumpet can increase your popularity and increase your audience in a short period of time, it will have a counterproductive effect in the long run. Many viewers will definitely leave, and these viewers who leave will definitely It is people who use a single number, these talents are their real audience.

Therefore, Ye Fei is determined to put an end to the spread of trumpet in the live room.

"Well, let's talk about this matter first. Let's re-draw the second lucky audience." Ye Fei turned around and said, "Mr. Brothers, please trouble you again and help us draw it again."

I am also a depressed worker. He just slipped after ordering the lucky dish. Why? It was because nearly two million people looked at him, and his hair was embarrassing. He was so embarrassed that he had to pump it out, and now he has to pump it again, and he has to let these people stare again, that is, he has to frizz again. ~ www.readwn.com ~ It's uncomfortable to think about it.

He came to the computer, and after sitting down, he said, "I say, everyone, this is the last time. If there is another person with a trumpet, I will not do it. Ye Shen also said to me just now. Who is the trumpet, then today's live guest extraction event is over, that is to say, only Tintin will be alone tomorrow, and the second one will be gone. "

When everyone heard it, they were all excited.

"Sink, brothers of migrant workers, are they fake? Why haven't we heard Ye Shen say so?"

"Yeah, if that's the case, wouldn't there be a place left for live guests in the future? The odds of winning are even slimmer."

"No, no, I said whoever you use the trumpet, but I am going to scold others. This is a very serious matter. If Ye Shen only set up a guest quota in the future, how can we live?"

"That is, that is, there must be one number per person, and the trumpet is all offline."

Ye Fei and an old man from Nanjiang stood behind me, a migrant worker. The two looked at each other, and they both saw a touch of light from each other's eyes.

Two people could not help but give thumbs up to me as a migrant worker. Although this guy lied, this flustered was pretty.

Ye Feixin said why he didn't think of this idea, yes, if this group of people use the trumpet, then they can set up a guest quota directly, don't you want a higher chance of winning? I will draw one less, so that the chances of everyone winning will still be reduced a lot, and the advantages and disadvantages will increase.

He really admires me now that it is the head of Xiong Kuojiang, a migrant worker. Although this man is a migrant worker, his head is definitely flexible.

Xiong Kuojiang finished speaking, and after the live broadcast room became quiet, he moved the mouse awkwardly, placed the mouse on the three characters of the lucky disk, and then clicked directly.