On Huya TV's live broadcast platform, in Su Xue's live broadcast room, the picture was almost completely overwhelmed by dense white barrage texts.

All of them were all sarcastic and insulting words.

Any of them would make people feel angry when they saw it, and they rushed to their heads with anger.

But at this moment, every barrage is like this.

Now the number of viewers in Su Xue's live broadcast room has reached 1,600, and a total of 100% of the guests' eyes can't help but be attracted by the sounds made by Lin Feng.

Tang Bingyao was startled and looked at Lin Feng: "What's wrong, are you okay?"

At this time, Lin Feng had already stood up from his seat suddenly: "Tangtang, I'll go back first! I'll double row with you tomorrow!"

Xiao Tang was stunned: "But this game is about to begin..."

But when she said this, Lin Feng had already carried his schoolbag and rushed out of the Internet cafe gate.

...

In a hotel apartment in Jing'an District, Shanghai, in a room with a gorgeous and elegant decoration, Amei was wearing a sexy and breast-exposed vest specially prepared for live broadcasts, leisurely and freely enjoying the barrage information on the live broadcast screen of the computer screen, with a playful and contemptuous smile on the corner of her mouth.

She just clicked on the live broadcast room of "Suhang Yexue" and saw without any suspense that this ridiculous little anchor had been completely blown up by her army of friends.

Amei's mentality is very relaxed.

She didn't care about what the cause of the matter was, who was wrong. Anyway, such a young anchor wanted to fight with her? It was so ridiculous.

However, when switching back to his live broadcast room, Amei saw some scattered barrage of content that was browsing out and even scolding him. She couldn't help but frown unhappily:

This kind of small anchor is also a little fans.

It's really annoying.

After thinking about it, Amei clicked on her QQ, found the "Suhang Yexue" in a Huya official anchor group, and then clicked out the chat window to type and send a line of information:

"Suhang Yexue, right? Can you control your fans? What rhythm will you do when you come to my live broadcast room?"

Su Xue on this end saw a flashing message on QQ, and clicked it and could hardly believe her eyes:

That romantic rose actually came to accuse himself and her fans?

How could there be such a person!

Su Xue typing and replying with anger almost uncontrollably: "It was your fans who came to me first to watch the barrage. Didn't you see it? They were insulting people. Don't you care about this kind of thing!"

A Mei smiled contemptuously: "Oh? Why did I hear that you provoked you first in your live broadcast room?"

Su Xue was angry: "I didn't! Don't swear!"

A Mei sneered: "I'm slandering? I don't think my fans will wrongly accuse other anchors for no reason. Besides, for a small anchor like you, why do I need to waste time with you to do such boring things?"

The contempt in the words is about to emerge.

Su Xue was almost furious, but she forced herself to hold it back and asked in a silence: "Okay, even if this is a misunderstanding, can you let your fans leave my live broadcast room now? They have affected my live broadcast."

Such compromise was completely because Su Xue was reluctant to see her live broadcast room continue to be messed up, and she was even more unwilling to see her old fans getting angry and anxious about her affairs.

But Amei smiled again:

"Let me tell them to leave?"

"sure."

Speaking of this, Amei squatted, then chuckled and typed the last sentence, as if in an extremely casual tone:

"But, you apologize to me first."

The casual tone was filled with a cold and cruel insult.
Chapter completed!