Chapter two hundred and seventieth through the force of the live broadcast room
When the middle-aged man heard Ye Tian's words, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him: "Thank you little brother, I will read it immediately when I go back."
After saying that, he turned around and left, got the answer, just go back and search.
Those who knew the name also secretly wrote down the name and prepared to go back and search.
Well, no one knows that the name Ye Tian is himself, and they never thought that Ye Tian was standing in front of them!
They all thought Ye Tian was a great poet they didn't know. They went back and prepared to read it carefully, worship it, and then pretended to be with their friends.
After all, that sentence is really pretty pretentious.
Xue Qian's eyes were wide open. Others didn't know, how could he not know?
Damn it!
There are ten thousand words in my heart that mom wants to say!
But I can't say anything.
There was another person at the scene who knew Ye Tian’s name, Lin Xueer.
Because of her identity, she secretly wrote it down when she helped Ye Tian check the tickets.
Her beautiful eyes widened, her small mouth slightly opened, and she couldn't close her.
He kept watching Ye Tian disappear from sight.
"This... cannot be a coincidence!" Lin Xueer thought incredibly.
But in her subjective consciousness, this "poet" Ye Tian should be Ye Tian herself, but she couldn't believe it. After all, Ye Tian is too young, so handsome, and may be very rich. How could all of his advantages be with one person? That God is too unfair.
But when she woke up, she wanted to ask Ye Tian for a clear question, Ye Tian had long disappeared.
This became a confusion in her heart.
I regret even more. I should be a little thick-faced. I can only look at fate. It’s a pity that the sea of people is vast and the world is so big. Can I really meet again? [Luo Qin: I have the final say.]
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In the live broadcast room, the water friends had already exploded.
"Damn!"
"Damn it!!"
“66666”
“66666666”
"That middle-aged man was fooled by the anchor."
"23333...not only the middle-aged man, but in fact many people were eavesdropping at that time."
"But you say, who is this poet Ye Tian?"
"Upstairs, you are S(·_·?) (·_·?) B? The anchor is Ye Tian!"
"Damn! I don't think I've reacted just now."
"Damn it! The news that this shocking girl who had never been rubbed was able to get pregnant instantly scared me to kneel on the ground full of pushpins."
“ (⊙o ⊙)(⊙o o ⊙)(⊙o o ⊙)”
"I, Di Tian, it turns out that the anchor is Ye Tian, those people just now?"
"Wait, then so, the sentence just now was written by the anchor? I just searched for information and couldn't search!" "I'll go, it's true, I was so scared that I immediately searched, it's not true."
"I was so scared that I cried. The anchor, take me to show off and take me to fly."
"Mom asked me why I was kneeling and playing with my phone. I told her the reason. She is kneeling with me now."
"This bend is really unpredictable, and it is even more shocking than the joke just now."
"...... Literary Master = anchor himself, this news... is so exciting."
"I'm...Anchor, why are you so dick?"
"Damn it! Am I dazzled? It seems that the anchor in the live broadcast room is emitting white light all over, and it is so dazzling white light. I didn't masturbate much last night, and I feel like my eyes are almost blind."
“2333333”
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Chapter completed!