Chapter 451 Who Took My Crown!
You should know that in the most popular live broadcast room, the best case scenario is that there is a spaceship in a live broadcast.
Look at the performance of the top brother in Lin Xinhuan’s live broadcast room. Among the ten spaceships, the second place kept climbing and was close to the first place. The third place was not willing to fall behind, and even the tenth place was pulled out and easily took the first place.
The Pig Man gritted his teeth and said, "Who took my crown? Boss?"
Looking at the golden crown that was originally worn on his name, now worn on a person named Lao Datou, this name and the arrogant personality are a bit like someone he knows.
Glancing back, the man didn't notice his movements, waving his fork and chewing frantically: dead mouth, move fast.
"Boss?"
"Why are you calling me that? Don't disturb me from eating."
Suddenly, he fell off the chair and was "gently" hugged by the neck. Could his neck be as long as two index fingers to the thumb? Of course not, the space for him to breathe was getting smaller and smaller.
"You're the one who took my number one spot. Didn't you say you'd rather die than eat low-quality food?"
The boss pushed back and regained fresh air, not caring about the Pig Man's glare: "Don't you know that men are fickle? Who said I don't like to eat? I obviously love to eat. The food is really great. Xiaowu, you don't understand men."
"I don't understand men." The Pig Man was furious. He is a man, and it is obvious that he regretted it.
"The title of the No. 1 on the list is for those who have the strength. I rely on my strength."
Look who doesn't have a few books lying there to collect money. The boss screamed, "Who took my number one spot!"
While arguing with the Pig Man, the crown fell into the hands of someone else.
"Little Third?"
"Little Third?"
The two no longer dared to argue, and silently checked how much retirement money they had left, vowing to get the number one spot on the list.
When big guys fight, ordinary people just say they can't compete. This is something you can brag about for a lifetime. It's fun to see the big guys in the live broadcast room using money to set off fireworks to make the host happy.
If you can't afford a spaceship, sending flowers and love hearts is also a token of your thoughtfulness.
[The anchor said it was made of low-grade food, I don’t believe it at all. It must be a new product developed by a laboratory and has not been released yet. I beg the anchor to open the platform to sell it quickly.]
[Experts have long said that low-quality food is full of filth, bad for the body, and should not be eaten]
Chen Hai finally let go of his tense heart, picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. It turned out to be nutrient solution, not low-grade food. He just said that low-grade food was delicious, so he turned 360 degrees and ate shit, which was not considered breaking his promise.
After the live broadcast is over, he will go to the nutritional solution company to ask when the new product will be on sale. He is not short of money, and it would be best if he could ask for a chance to try it in advance.
[What! Seafood noodles? Are seafood the marine creatures that swim and crawl around in the sea? Impossible, absolutely impossible]
"It's just as you thought. However, instant noodles are just a low-end version of seafood noodles. The flavor depends on kelp. Only real seafood is delicious~" After finishing a bowl of noodles and taking the opportunity to drink the soup, Lin Xinhuan gave them a "simple" scientific explanation, shattering their last hope.
Since returning to Kinabalu, I have been eating fresh seafood caught from the sea every day. The taste is so delicious. When I get back, I will ask my mother to steam some big lobsters for me and have them sent to me by the cauldron. The simultaneous transmission is so fast that the temperature does not differ by even one degree.
[Ahhh, this is really fishy and smelly seafood, so slippery, I get goosebumps just thinking about it]
[Do you know about the evil organization in the interstellar space? They want to torture all kinds of corpses, boil them with boiling water, burn them with fire, cut them into eight pieces, fry them in oil, and use eighteen kinds of torture. It's so scary.]
[Ah, stop talking. I'm going to have nightmares tonight. Those people are really perverted. They can even eat corpses.]
Lin Xinhuan was shocked. Are there perverts in the universe? What should she do with her delicate body? She must not let them target her. With her unstable divine power, she has no ability to resist at all.
"Fishy and smelly" is really an eyesore. They do not allow anyone to slander the food of country Z. When it comes to food, country Z ranks third and no one dares to compete for first or second place.
Most people think that Lin Xinhuan is selling a new type of nutritional liquid and simply don't believe that it is made from the inferior food they look down upon. It's not their fault, as the food sold in the convenience store is all secondary processed food, all requiring technology and hard work. Just like potato chips, who would have thought that they and potatoes have the same ancestor.
What is bad for the body? How hard can Chinese people fight for a bite of food? Spicy noodles, cola, and barbecue are so addictive that even doctors can't stop them. At the last moment of life, people think that they can finally eat as much as they want. Even if the world is about to end, they will still buy a big durian and eat a bite of Australian lobster.
Lin Xinhuan took a quick look and saw potatoes!
[What is the anchor doing! Digging the soil? ? ? ]
[??? Is there something wrong with the mind due to being stimulated???]
[If I had known, I would not have said bad things about low-quality food in the live broadcast room. I would be upset if I couldn’t see the story behind Water Margin.]
General Ross was concentrating. She seemed to be digging plants? Her hands were tied with chains, and she was trying to move her face towards the screen to see more clearly.
Since the last time he watched the live broadcast, he asked the guard to help him book a live broadcast while he was still conscious. Just as he was about to say that live broadcast could help with mania, he became confused.
The guards looked at each other. Could it be that the general was well? Still conscious? Suddenly, roars and collisions broke their illusions. The mania level was still at the red line.
Manic patients are not in a state of chaos all the time, sometimes lucid and sometimes manic. They were not particularly surprised to hear General Ross speak.
A glimmer of hope came into their mind, what if they could make the general feel better? They would not let go of any attempt, it was just watching the live broadcast, with their authority, they could still help General Ross.
So after Lin Xinhuan started the live broadcast, the intelligent computer automatically pulled General Ross into the live broadcast room, even though he was a mentally ill patient.
"Ah~ I don't think it's useful. How can mania be cured by watching the live broadcast? Otherwise, countless people wouldn't have been sacrificed." The guard looked at General Ross with tears in his eyes, who was still aggressive when he entered the live broadcast. His own brother did not die in the battlefield fighting the enemy, but died of a sudden mania.
Taking a step back, the previous incumbent was the one who trusted the guardhouse and was killed by a self-detonating maniac. He also wanted to retire safely, travel around the stars with his pension, and watch over this world.
The two guards left the room in silence, not noticing Ross's eyes gradually becoming clearer after Lin Xinhuan opened her five senses.
Feeling his consciousness returning, he guessed correctly! The secret to staying awake must be in the live broadcast room. He had to study frame by frame and eat noodles in big mouthfuls during his precious awake time...
Lin Xinhuan, who had mental problems, grabbed the leaves and pulled out seven or eight potatoes in a row. The smallest one was bigger than her fist. She blinked and didn't react. Are these potatoes?
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