Chapter 6: Cut into Eighteen Pieces (1/2)



[Holy crap! Why is there another reversal? Who should I trust?]

[Why do I feel like this girl and the anchor are in cahoots, putting on an act to trick people? ]

[I feel the same way. Why don't you stop being a charlatan and become a screenwriter? I'm very optimistic about you.]

Netizens expressed their confusion, saying that everyone looked like they were following a script and no one could be trusted.

Li Shu didn't expect this twist. He was stunned for a moment and found it quite interesting.

At least it can attract people to stop and watch.

After looking at the rising number of people in the upper right corner, Li Shu quickly clicked a button and made a decision.

After all, she had lived three lives and read many novels. Whether she remembered the plot or not was another matter, but she had a deep memory of the hook-making incident.

It is better to flirt with others than to flirt alone. Besides, can the feeling of being flirted with others be the same?

Li Shu happily took the bait.

"This isn't a script. This man has indeed been dead for a month. If you don't believe me, just wait. At twelve o'clock, this man will reveal his true form and break into eighteen pieces."

As long as we keep her until twelve o'clock and let the facts speak for themselves, she might become very popular tomorrow.

The live broadcast room became popular, more people saw it, and naturally more people came to her for fortune-telling.

There are more fortune tellers, more people doing good and eliminating evil, so won’t there be more merits?

She needs merit now, the more the better.

[Since the anchor said so, I will wait here until 12 o'clock. If it is true as the anchor said, I will give you a brilliant life. If it is not true, you can wait for me to file a complaint and ban your account.]

[The current time is 23:42, 18 minutes left, waiting for the anchor to be slapped in the face! ]

[I'm waiting for the anchor to get slapped in the face. I just can't believe that such a lively person could be someone who has been dead for a month.]

As expected, after these words were spoken, although most people shouted that they did not believe it, they all stayed in the live broadcast room for the sake of a result.

He also kept sending barrages of comments.

The more barrages there are and the more active they are, the more popular the live broadcast will be, the higher the ranking will be, and the more people will be attracted to the live broadcast room.

The dialogue between new and old audiences has become a hot topic again.

In just a few minutes, the number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded 5,000, then exceeded 10,000, and even suddenly a large wave of people poured in, and the number of online people directly exceeded 100,000.

You don’t need to look to know that this is a highly recommended one.

Li Shu curled the corners of his mouth.

A good start, not bad.

However, when some people are happy, there will naturally be others who are unhappy, such as Dan Xin.

It was extremely irritating to see Lao Guan constantly educating new viewers about the live broadcast content, and repeating over and over again that her boyfriend had been dead for a month.

"This anchor is a liar. Everyone has seen that my boyfriend is alive and well."

"My boyfriend's bad smell is from cooking snail noodles for me, and his hands are cold from carving ice cubes. He's not dead at all as the anchor said!"

"This anchor also cheated me out of 10,000 yuan. Wait, I'm going to rely on you tomorrow."

While her boyfriend was in the kitchen cooking dumplings, Dan Xin lowered her voice, but her tone was clearly filled with anger.

Li Shu looked calm.

"If you survive tonight, you can sue me."

"But are you sure your boyfriend's body odor is from the snail noodles? Can you tell the difference between the stench of a corpse and the stench of snail noodles?"

Shan Xin opened her mouth and choked.

Ordinary people rarely even come into contact with dead people, let alone the stench of a corpse, so it would be strange if they could tell the difference.

[Uh, I think what the host said makes sense. Even if the bad smell and cold hands can explain it, what about the bloodstains on the refrigerator?]

This is easy. Didn't the anchor say that the freezer was a used one that had been used by someone who had died? Why don't you just call your cousin and ask if it's secondhand? If it's not, then the anchor is lying. If it is, we can continue watching.

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