Douya Live is a very powerful online live broadcast platform. At the same time, it is also the undisputed leader in the live broadcast industry.
At this time, a female anchor with a popularity value of one million is interacting with fans in the live broadcast room.
"Sister Xixi, why aren't you teaching us yoga today?"
"I have a cold today. I just took some medicine and my head is still a little dizzy, so I can't teach you new yoga moves."
"Sister Xixi has a cold? Then you must take care of yourself!"
"Yeah, I'll definitely take care of myself. Since we can't do a live broadcast today, let's go to the ward for rounds, right?"
"Sister Xixi is going to do charity again?"
"Let's go, let's go and take a look!"
…
I saw Xixi opened the main page of the live broadcast platform and browsed it carefully, but not long after, she was attracted by the name of a live broadcast room.
[We can tell your fortune and ward off disasters and difficulties. If it doesn't work, I won't charge you a penny!]
"My goodness, in this day and age, there are still people who believe in fortune-telling?"
"Oh my god! Fortune telling can be live-streamed? Isn't this too amazing?"
"Xixi, what are you still hesitating about? Go in and take a look!"
"What's so good about this? Isn't he just a charlatan?"
"Go, I must go! I've never seen a charlatan before!"
"Xixi, hurry in and expose him!"
To be honest, Xixi was also very curious. It was the first time she saw someone live fortune-telling on the Internet. In addition, her fans kept urging her, so for the live broadcast effect, Xixi decisively entered the live broadcast room.
"Welcome our distinguished guest [Princess Sissi] to the live broadcast room!"
In the video, Yang Fan sits upright on a chair with a snow-white wall as the background. Apart from that, there is only a desk in front of him, but there is nothing on the desk. It is so clean that not even a speck of dust can be seen.
"Is this the fortune teller? He looks quite young!"
"Oh my god! This fortune teller is so unprofessional! At least he should wear a Taoist robe and hold a peach wood sword..."
"The peach wood sword upstairs is used to drive away ghosts. Why would a fortune teller use such a thing? If he were to use it, he would probably use a compass and a stick holder filled with bamboo sticks."
"The one upstairs, it seems you are very professional?"
"Haven't you noticed that this anchor boy is actually quite handsome?"
"The one upstairs, you're a nympho! Identification complete!"
…
Xixi seemed to be in a playful mood. She quickly typed a line of words and posted it directly on the barrage: "Little brother, are you a fortune teller? Can you really tell people's fortunes?"
Yang Fan saw the comments sent by Xixi, so he smiled and said, "That's right, I'm a handyman at the outer gate of Lingxu Palace... Oh no! I'm a direct disciple! Benefactor, do you want to have your fortune told? If it's not accurate, I won't charge you a penny!"
"How do you charge?" Xixi asked cautiously.
"Haha, if the calculation is correct, the donor only needs to give me a rocket." Yang Fan replied with a smile.
A rocket on the Douya live streaming platform is worth 500 yuan. This is quite a lot of money! At least ordinary people are reluctant to spend 500 yuan on fortune telling!
But Xixi said without hesitation: "Fortune telling! Of course I want fortune telling. Master, should I provide you with my birth date and time?"
"I don't need your birth date, I only need to look at your face to figure out your destiny!"
"Look at your face? Then I'll have a video call with you right now?"
"OK."
…
In Liu Qingru's room.
My daughter Yaoyao had just been coaxed to sleep, but Liu Qingru, lying in bed, tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
When Liu Qingru thought about what happened today, she suddenly felt like she was dreaming!
Especially her useless husband, who seemed to have become a different person. Not only did he show his magical abilities, but his attitude towards Yaoyao also took a 180-degree turn.
You have to know that Yang Fan used to be an extremely patriarchal person. After Yaoyao was born, Yang Fan never held Yaoyao in his arms, let alone watched cartoons with her.
Liu Qingru now has a lot of questions in her mind. She really wants to have a good chat with Yang Fan in person, but she can't bring herself to do so.
After all, she and Yang Fan had not communicated for a long time, and they even slept in separate rooms. There was no love between the couple any longer, and it was only because of Yaoyao's existence that they did not get to the point of divorce.
What is he doing now?
Are you asleep?
Didn’t he say during the day that he would give an explanation as long as Yaoyao was rescued?
What’s the explanation?
As expected, men are unreliable animals, and what they say is like fart!
Liu Qingru, feeling a little irritated, simply took out her mobile phone and started watching Douya's short videos.
Because Liu Qingru had followed Yang Fan’s account before, the first live broadcast room recommended to Liu Qingru by the Douya live broadcast platform was Yang Fan’s live broadcast room!
"Huh? This guy is live streaming again?"
After a slight pause, Liu Qingru immediately entered Yang Fan's live broadcast room. Coincidentally, at this time, Qianqian also completed the video link with Yang Fan.
Looking at Yang Fan, who was smiling in the live broadcast room, and the female anchor Xixi, who had a hot body and looked like a vixen, Liu Qingru didn't know why, but a surge of anger suddenly rose in her heart.
You are so good, Yang Fan!
How dare you video chat with another woman behind my back! They were having a great time chatting! Don’t you know you’re a married man?
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