This is the weakness of Liuyu.

Without an agency or a team, Liuyu's fans are very loose.

Moreover, because Liuyu debuted for a short time, there was no fan even a group.

However, a large number of fans who like Liuyu were also waiting in front of the computer. They did not call on friends, but just waited silently.

In Jinling City, Zhang San is one of them.

The grandmother who lived with him complained: "What's the point of watching a live broadcast all day long? These female anchors either show their breasts or twist their butts, which is really annoying."

Zhang San was not convinced: "Grandma, what era is this? Why is it still inhumane? Besides, I won't watch the female anchor today, I want to watch a man."

Grandma widened her eyes: "You...No, no, no! I want to contact your dad quickly and ask him to arrange for you to go on a blind date, so you can't delay any more."

Zhang San reacted, anxious and angry: "Grandma, where are you thinking about? This male anchor is amazing. It comes from the Avenue of Stars, and you have also skipped the dance he made. It's that little apple."

"real?"

Grandma suddenly became interested, so I have to take a look.

Grandma squeezed Zhang San directly and sat beside him, looking disgusted again: "What's the one you drive? It's dense, so ugly."

Zhang San shouted: "Milk, this is a barrage. If you don't watch the live broadcast, it's like eating dumplings without jealousy."

There are still 5 minutes left in the live broadcast, and a large number of fans have poured into the live broadcast room.

Especially Cai Yu's fans are young and can no longer sit still.

"Sisters, are you all here?"

“It’s in place.”

"I saved a month's breakfast money just to vote for my brother."

"I asked for a lot of money from my family and had sufficient funds."

"Very good, this time, we will fight for our brother. Kill Liuyu!"

...

Zhang San’s grandmother couldn’t quite understand: “Miss Sanzi, what are these people talking about?”

Zhang San curled his lips disdainfully: "Grandma, don't worry about these people, these people are all brainless and unintelligent."

Grandma angrily patted Zhang San: "You are so, how can you curse people casually? I think you are not very good at your mind."

"grandmother!"

Zhang San has no choice but to do what can he do? Just bear it.

Soon, Mo Zi appeared as the host.

She is very skilled in the hot field, making the live broadcast room lively.

Zhang San remembered the photo circulating on the Internet and unconsciously curled his lips: "Mo Tank, looks like a tank, and he feels disgusting when he sees her."

There are also many attacks on Mo Zi in the barrage.

"Tank Mozi."

"Chu Chu baby second generation."

"Joe Biluo Benmo."

"It's so disgusting to see this girl."

"Why didn't Hongxing fire her?"

...

When Mo Zi saw these comments, her eyes leapt and felt very aggrieved, but she quickly expelled her emotions and continued her work.

But she was not old after all, so she could not be completely immune to it. Her voice was obviously trembling.

Grandma was confused and confused again.

"Miss third son, this little girl is very beautiful. Why do you scold her?"

Zhang San shook his head: "Grandma, you don't understand. All you see is fake. She is actually ugly. It's less than 1.5 meters, but it's more than 120 kilograms, like a gas tank."

Grandma frowned: "Just because she is ugly, you scold her? This is how I taught you since I was a child?"

Zhang San was completely stunned, a little guilty, but he was not convinced: "It was she who deceived us first."

Grandma asked again: "Can she see the comments you posted?"

Zhang San was completely stunned.

Of course he knows the answer.

The anchor can see the comments from fans.

Mo Zi knew exactly how fans scolded Mo Zi.

So how uncomfortable should she feel?

In the past, Zhang San watched the live broadcast alone, but he couldn't imagine these things.

But when grandma sat beside her, Zhang San thought of these things at the first time.

We are unscrupulously hurting a girl who is not of a young age!

And without any guilt!

Why is this?

Grandma looked at Zhang San's expression, already knew the answer, and sighed.

Zhang San became even more guilty and was afraid that his grandmother would beat him.

However, grandma just said with pain: "This little girl controls so many people in the entire live broadcast room alone, and she has strong abilities. In the face of these abuses, she can still work seriously. Whether it is ability or character, she is better than you.

Also, you said that what I saw was fake, how could you know that what you saw was real? Even if you can be fake, your temperament is not good. I think this little girl is very outstanding."

Zhang San was speechless by his grandmother.

But I still feel unconvinced.

He said to himself: "Grandma, you are so old, how can you understand the Internet? On the contrary, I play these every day and are much more proficient than you."

...

At this moment, the headquarters building of Red Star Live Company.

Cai Yu's team and Liu Yu were waiting in the rooms on both sides of the live broadcast room, making final preparations.

Lin Cheng said: "Cai Yu, you can perform well. I will control the field outside. We will cooperate inside and outside and we will definitely win."

Cai Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've made enough preparations this time and will never lose."

...

Soon, Mo Zi invited Cai Yu out.

He wore gorgeous clothes, painted exquisite makeup, and had the most fashionable hairstyle.

I have to admit that Cai Yu is indeed beautiful.

Cai Yu greeted everyone enthusiastically: "Hello everyone, I am Cai Yu, who is good at singing, dancing, rap, and playing basketball!"

It seemed that for the sake of the situation, Cai Yu still brought basketball to the court and even took a few shots, but he was not so skillful.

But even so, the live broadcast room became lively, and dense barrage gushed out.

"Brother is so handsome."

"The God of Basketball, Cai Yu."

"My brother was delayed by singing, otherwise he would definitely be able to enter NBA."

"NBA is a big deal. If my brother plays basketball, James, Durant, and Curry will have to kneel down. Jordan and Kobe will have to kowtow."

"It's a blessing for Hongxing to be able to come live. Hongxing actually has some competition, and his brain is broken."

"I think my brother should thank my brother when he comes to explain the Olympics, the Olympics and the RB Tokyo Organizing Committee. Without his brother, how could they be so popular?"

...

This wave of offensive was naturally organized by Lin Cheng in the backstage.

Zhang San was extremely embarrassed to see: "You guys..."

After looking at grandma, Zhang San did not dare to say the three words "brainless fans".

However, grandma's cheeks twitched: "Tell me, I won't stop you."

After seeing these comments, grandma could understand Zhang San's mood at once.

Really stupid!

Zhang San: “…”

Many fans were also embarrassed and started comments.

"You guys should keep your composure."

"The Olympic Organizing Committee thanks Cai Yu? They probably don't know who Cai Yu is?"
Chapter completed!