Chapter 45 GCY: Beibei, please
Rich and Beautiful Woman: [? ]
Rich Flower: [New rules?]
Favorite Jiujiu: [@人人富贵花, stop brushing, run! Run as fast as you can! ]
Jia Fugui: [@Rich Flower in the World, don’t look back! ]
Enjoying a life of wretchedness: [@人人富贵花, I’ll call you when the show starts. ]
Rich Flower in the World: [Are there any other programs today?]
Zui Ai Jiu Jiu: [Or you can just sit in the live broadcast room, don't give gifts, and don't believe anything Antetokounmpo says! ]
GCY: [……]
GCY: [@人人富贵花, they are all trying to trick you. Trust me, if you send five rockets, Beibei will dance for you alone.]
Rich Flower: [Oh, you can call me for such a good thing? ]
Rich Flower doesn't trust others, but he trusts GCY even less. From what he has learned in the past few days, this guy is not a good person.
The final result was not surprising, Lin Beibei lost.
Zhenzhen won with 3,300 votes.
Zhen Zhen smirked at Bei Bei and said, "Let Bei Bei's number one player go up to the mic and act like a spoiled brat to Bei Bei."
"Wow!" Liang Rourou and Han Yuji both showed gossipy smiles.
Only Lin Beibei, who was still waiting to eat the melon, was stunned.
She was waiting to see everyone force Antetokounmpo to act coquettishly with another female anchor, but it turned out that female anchor was herself?
Did you eat the melon yourself?
Favorite Wine: [Wow! Looking forward to it!]
Jia Fugui: [Usually I see Beibei acting cute with the Big Brother on the Ranking List, but today I get to see Big Brother on the Ranking List acting cute with Beibei too. Interesting!]
Enjoying a life of wimpy living: [This is such a great show, hahahaha, I really want to see Giannis Antetokounmpo on the mic! ]
Mysterious Person 11: [@GCY, get on the mic and stop talking nonsense!]
Rich Flower: [This is the... program you were talking about? ]
Favorite Wine: [Yeah, that's right, interesting, right?]
It’s not that Zheng Jingchen can’t go on the microphone, but if he still wants to act coquettishly, let Antetokounmpo do this task.
Rich Flower in the World: [That's it.]
If it was a stand-in acting coquettishly, Zheng Jingchen would find it very interesting, but if it was a grown man acting coquettishly, he would have to go crazy to find it interesting.
Gu Chenyi closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and leaned the back of his head on the sofa.
Why is it that every time he is number one, nothing good happens?
He sighed slowly.
The next second, he heard a familiar female voice coming from the live broadcast room: "Didn't you say you would act like a spoiled child to the winning anchor?"
The large flat has a living room decorated in black tones, which is low-key and luxurious. With only Gu Chenyi present, it seems a bit cold and empty.
The sound coming from the tablet seemed to be amplified invisibly and reached the man's ears.
Close your eyes and listen carefully.
There was a hint of reluctance in the woman's doubtful tone.
Gu Chenyi immediately opened his eyes and looked at the woman with a raised eyebrow on the screen.
Why is she still unwilling?
Gu Chenyi had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Perhaps it was because this woman, with her drunken face, seemed to be rejecting him politely, which made him very uncomfortable.
But he now clearly knew that the woman in the live broadcast room was not Hua Jiunong, but just a stand-in.
In the live broadcast room.
Zhen Zhen smiled at Bei Bei and said in a tone of watching the fun, "I've won now, so I have the final say. I just want to see your number one on the mic act like a spoiled brat to you. Especially since your number one is so supportive of you, he must really like you. I'll just consider it a favor. Don't thank me, Bei Bei's number one brother."
Beibei: “…”
Gu Chenyi: "..."
Both of them were speechless.
Is there any emotional connection between the two of them?
Not only did Gu Chenyi not want to thank Zhen Zhen, but when he looked at Zhen Zhen's live broadcast room, his eyes looked like there was a knife hidden in them.
Lin Beibei looked at Zhen Zhen's expectant expression and was too embarrassed to say anything.
Is she just a stand-in? There's no need for that. Explanations are superfluous these days.
Anyway, Antetokounmpo doesn't want to act like a spoiled child, so for him, it doesn't matter who he acts like a spoiled child to.
This is a good opportunity for her to show off.
Let Antetokounmpo always pretend with her.
Things have changed, and it’s time for her to enjoy some of the good times!
The other three anchors were still making noises.
News about Antetokounmpo suddenly appeared in the barrage area.
GCY: [How many rockets can be generated to cancel this stage?]
Lin Beibei let out a light click of his tongue.
Tempt her with money?
That's good of him.
"But the power isn't mine right now. I need to ask Zhenzhen." Lin Beibei looked up at Zhenzhen. "Zhenzhen, my top brother wants to know how many rockets I need to cancel this stage."
Zhen Zhen shook her head: "NONONO, even if you send rockets, we have to watch the show!"
Liang Rourou covered her lips, a little surprised: "That's a rocket, I'm a little moved."
Liang Rourou is a beauty anchor. She doesn’t often PK. Most of the people in her live broadcast room are young ladies who love beauty. They don’t have the wallets to compete with the top brother, so she really wants the rocket.
Han Yuji: "No, no! I want to eat melon!"
Moreover, the fans in their live broadcast room are all clamoring to eat melons. If they disagree, the fans will not be able to see the effect of the show, and it will be easy for them to not PK with them next time.
Lin Beibei spread his hands, as if to say, 'There's nothing I can do.'
Then he curved his eyes and said, "Brother Y, please apply for a microphone connection~"
GCY was silent for a long time.
Favorite Jiujiu: [@GCY, what does Antetokounmpo mean? Why don’t you come over quickly? There are so many people watching. Don’t embarrass us!]
Enjoying a cowardly life: [That's right, can you bear to see Jiujiu being laughed at by other anchors? ]
Mysterious Person 11: [@GCY, if you're a man, stop talking nonsense and get on with it.]
Zhen Zhen also joined in the commotion: "What's going on? Where's the guy? Is he still there? Don't be shy, there's no one here. Man up! Come on! Show your might!"
Gu Chenyi: "..."
How can he be manly by acting like a spoiled child? How can he be so imposing?
It will only become his black history!
Especially when he acted like a spoiled child to this stand-in in front of him... He had never acted like a spoiled child to the real Hua Jiunong... No! He would never act like a spoiled child in his life!
Lin Beibei saw that Antetokounmpo had not made any movement for such a long time, but he was still online.
She pursed her lips lightly, her pretty brows slightly wrinkled, and her voice was deliberately tender: "Brother Y, look everyone is waiting, are you willing to leave me here alone?"
He looked so pitiful, which was completely different from how he looked today when he just walked away and left him alone in the cafe.
GCY: [Word.]
Lin Beibei's face instantly spread with a smile: "Okay."
She took out her phone and found the lyrics for the eighth act of acting like a spoiled child. Then she turned the screen towards the livestream room and said, "Hey guys, can you please help Brother Y type the lyrics at the bottom of the public screen? Thank you guys~"
Favorite Wine: [Received! ]
Enjoying a life of wimpy living: [@最爱酒酒, hurry up, you’ve already integrated into this livestream, why don’t you change your name.]
Favorite Wine: […Don’t change it for now.]
Favorite Jiujiu: [Alright, you’re the best, please, please, please, I love you the most, I don’t care, I want it.]
Favorite Jiujiu: [The previous one is wrong! Wait! The following one is correct!]
Favorite Jiujiu: [Beibei, please, Beibei, you are the best. Beibei, please, Beibei, please, Beibei, please, Beibei, I love you the most. Beibei, I don’t care. Beibei, I want you.]
Favorite Jiujiu: [This time it’s right! ]
AAAAA Gold Medal Male Model (Can Fly Nationwide): [Hahahahahahaha, I don't know why, but just thinking about the spoiled tone in Giannis Antetokounmpo's voice when he said this, I can't help but start laughing!]
Mysterious Person 11: [+1.]
Gu Chenyi looked at the coquettish Eighth Company that his favorite Jiujiu typed on the public screen, and his brows never relaxed.
Are these words spoken by humans?
But the strange thing is that when these words came out of the stand-in's mouth before, there was no sense of incongruity, but rather they were very pleasing.
Gu Chenyi gritted his teeth and remained silent for a while, then clicked to apply for a live connection.
Lin Beibei was afraid that Antetokounmpo would regret it if she was a second late, so she quickly answered the call: "Hello, hello, Brother Y~"
Zhen Zhen quickly put her index finger to her lips, signaling everyone to be quiet.
Eating melons requires a quiet atmosphere.
"I'm not very good."
A man's deep voice sounded from the live broadcast room.
For some reason, the other three female anchors wanted to scream, but they couldn't. They hunched their shoulders, their faces filled with uncontrollable excitement.
Zhen Zhen whispered to everyone, "Judging from his voice, he must be a handsome guy. He has a really nice voice!"
Favorite Jiujiu: [Is this Antetokounmpo? His voice is quite nice.]
Lin Beibei listened and felt that the voice sounded familiar for some reason.
But she couldn't quite remember.
She has never met this new Antetokounmpo.
It's probably a popular accent.
Lin Beibei didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "If you are ready, you can start."
Gu Chenyi looked at the coquettish words on the public screen and opened his thin lips slightly.
I couldn't bring myself to eat it several times.
This word is really hot.
After an unknown amount of silence, the man's cold and stiff voice slowly rang out: "Beibei... please."
"Beibei...you're the best."
When he first said the first two sentences, the man felt a little embarrassed to speak.
But by the third sentence, the man's tone was so smooth that he gradually adapted to it: "Beibei, is that okay?"
By the fourth sentence, the man's voice suddenly dropped to a very low level, with a hint of gnashing teeth: "Beibei, please."
"Beibei, please, please."
In the sixth sentence, the man seemed to be eager for every second to pass, and finished speaking at an extremely fast and vague speed: "Beibei loves you the most."
"Beibei, I don't care."
"Beibei..." The man said the last sentence, as if he had endured it to the limit, and squeezed out the sound through his teeth: "I want it."
Favorite Jiujiu: [@GCY, Brother Antetokounmpo, how can this be called the "Adorable Eighth Company"? Why does it sound like the "Deathly Eighth Company" to me?]
Mysterious Person 11: [Antetokounmpo gave this spoiled eighth consecutive game a new feel.]
AAAAA Gold Medal Male Model (Can fly nationwide): [Beibei, if you get scared, just tell us and we'll protect you.]
Rich Flower in the World: [The most awful spoiled brat I've ever heard of. It made me wear a coat in the middle of summer.]
Favorite Wine: [I have recorded the screen and will post it on my homepage later for everyone to enjoy and savor.]
Gu Chenyi:?
I give you a performance, and you're still picky?
Gu Chenyi hung up the phone directly and lay down on the black leather sofa with a look of despair on his face. Was he possessed by a ghost just now?
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