Zhao Lang's voice came through the phone:
"Boss, are you available? I'd like to report to you on the establishment of the combat and logistics teams."
"No, everything will wait until the live competition is over. Oh, what's the stipulated time?"
"It will start at 8pm and end at 12pm. All groups are ready and awaiting your instructions."
Ye Lang nodded.
"Just start as normal. You guys monitor the data in the background. I'll pick a few live broadcast rooms to check out."
Zhao Lang responded and then hung up the phone.
Ye Lang was a little excited. It was about to begin.
Pole dancing, pendulum, train driving, glass cleaning, garlic pounding dance, etc., all these programs will be performed one by one.
And it must be an advanced version.
Good news for all you old perverts.
As for whether Ye Lang would feel uncomfortable seeing them dancing passionately in front of the camera.
Just kidding, how many of those who broadcast pornographic content that skirts the line, or even those who don’t skirt the line, are good people?
Just have some fun and collect the rewards. Anyway, I am immune to all poisons.
As for the woman who wants to be his own, those with an inner sex number below 90 will be rejected.
The same goes for the three fan leaders: Bad Kong Kong, Mina Mina, and Mi Er.
It's okay to accept the reward, but it's not okay to fuck his woman.
Ye Lang strictly followed the teachings of his ancestors: Don't miss a good woman, and don't let a bad woman go either.
Ye Lang gave instructions to the few who met the requirements, and they just played games and chatted.
Maybe the effect is no worse than skirting the issue.
A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
The evening broadcast was not only a competition, but also the starting point of his strategic layout.
Ye Lang looked out the window at the pale night, a sneer appearing on the corner of his mouth.
......
The temperature dropped to around minus 45 degrees Celsius at night, accompanied by strong winds above level 10.
Even if the air conditioner is turned up to the highest setting, it is difficult to dispel the biting cold.
Everyone snuggled into their thick beds early.
I tried to endure the long night shivering, and the occasional roars made the night even more cruel.
Fang Yu tightened the quilt around him, leaving only his eyes exposed as he stared at the flashing live broadcast image on the screen.
Yu Meng from Wuyou Media is his favorite beauty broadcaster. He developed a habit of watching it every night since before the end of the world.
At that time, Yu Meng only needed to say a few words or give him a look to make his heart surge with emotion.
After the end of the world, Yumeng still maintains her reserve and unique charm.
This is also the reason that attracts Fang Ye.
Despite the harsh environment, her every smile and every movement can still stir ripples in his heart.
This kind of spiritual comfort brought him a touch of warmth in the cold night of the end of the world.
As soon as eight o'clock in the evening arrived, the screen in the live broadcast room lit up instantly.
But the scene before him made Fang Yu stunned.
Yu Meng, who was originally reserved and introverted, was now wearing only a see-through gauze dress.
Just standing in front of the camera.
Without saying a word, he just started twisting his body.
There was a hint of teasing in her eyes and a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if silently inviting him.
The popularity of the live broadcast room soared, and the barrage of comments exploded instantly.
Shrimp was not impressed: "Is the world ending? Is this a dream?!!!"
Liang Shanbo and Zhu Luanlai: "@虾仁不得眼, wake up, it is indeed the end of the world, big brother, this is indeed a dream, look at that big flower arm."
Umekawa pants juice: "???"
Umekawa bitter tea "???"
The tea shop seems to have closed down: "???"
Fang Ye's face was full of disbelief at this moment.
What did he see? The goddess of his dreams was actually dancing passionately, and she was only covered by a mosquito net?
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