The baffle in Kung Fu Brother's hand is made of wood.

At this moment, the three-finger-thick wooden board was split in the middle.

The edges were not crispy enough, so Kung Fu Brother broke the two pieces of wood into one with a snap and held them in his hand again, "Xiao Wan, come again!"

At the scene, Mai Xiaoqiang took a breath of cold air.

In the live broadcast room, the screen was filled with exclamation marks.

"If you give me a saw, I'll have to saw for a long time for such a thick board. You want her to do it again? Brother Kung Fu, you must have forgotten that my sister is a real girl, right?"

"It's over, it's over. After tonight, my image of a middle school girl will turn into a strong Barbie doll!"

"You in front are probably a fake fan! Have you forgotten those newly laid bluestone tiles in Sicheng Park?"

“…”

The comments were flying, and on the stage, Ye Wan had already run for a while and stomped his foot down.

Bang! With a loud noise, the palm-thick wooden board broke into several pieces again with a crack.

Kung Fu Brother threw away the broken wood in his hand and gave Ye Wan a thumbs up, "Xiao Wan, are you sure you don't want to join our martial arts association? If you come, I will step down and let you join!"

"Brother Hou, stop making trouble!"

Ye Wan laughed, "If you hadn't let me, would I have been able to defeat you?"

The two people on the stage were already flattering each other, and the fans in the live broadcast room only then realized that the fight was over.

So, Sister Wan won?

"Oh my, what a pity! I didn't get to experience Brother Jian's powerful Vajra Palm!"

"Who says it's not?"

The tense atmosphere dissipated and the comments began to tease Mai Xiaoqiang again.

Along with the gifts floating on the screen, there was laughter and joy inside and outside the live broadcast room.

In the high-end apartment in the east of the city, Qin Wanyi's gloomy expression was almost as dark as the night outside the window.

This week, everything was calm on Weibo and in the live broadcast room.

Once she is quiet, she will definitely make trouble! Especially the countdown that is as punctual as punching in every day, as if the second boot has not fallen yet. Every day, millions of black fans go to her comment area to start the mocking mode.

But I don’t know whether he didn’t see it, or he saw it and didn’t want to pay attention to it, Ye Wan didn’t respond to any of the provocative or demonstrative comments.

Then, at 00:00 on 520, the Feitian carnival party kicked off.

At this moment, less than half an hour after the live show started, the number of online viewers has exceeded 200 million, and those anchors have only just shown their faces and have not started their performances yet.

Qin Wanyi's heart sank when she thought that Feitian's live broadcast would last for 24 hours. The glass of red wine she drank before going to bed seemed to rebel and made her feel like she was going to vomit in the next second.

"Qin, President Qin..."

On the other end of the speakerphone, the head of the planning department was stuttering, "Our cross-platform competition won't start for another 20 hours. Are we going to let Feitian steal the show?"

"What else? Do you have a better idea?"

Qin Wanyi asked coldly.

There was no sound from the other end.

If it is just the Fanxing live broadcast, it can be arranged urgently and the live broadcast can be moved forward more than ten hours.

It happened to be a cross-platform collaboration, involving various platforms and so many anchors. It would take several hours just to communicate, not to mention the sudden advance.

"Everything went according to plan!"

With her brows furrowed so tightly that they could kill a mosquito, Qin Wanyi said in a cold voice, "They are just nine top anchors. At most, they have nine faces. What else can they do..." Before she finished her words, she heard a bang bang bang sound coming from the computer.

Qin Wanyi was familiar with Feitian’s system special effects prompt sounds.

Or maybe a wealthy fan gave a large reward.

Or, the real-time sales in the live broadcast room broke the record.

But it was just a fight between Ye Wan and Kung Fu Brother. What kind of big reward could she get? Turning back to the desk, Qin Wanyi took a look and her face instantly turned several shades green.

(End of this chapter)