Chapter 360 Transvestite 4
[Hey, didn't the anchor go to the hospital? Why is the live broadcast room still open?]
[Oh, yeah, why is this livestream still open? ]
Netizens clearly saw the anchor go offline to the hospital just an hour ago, and now he’s back in just an hour. He’s really working too hard.
When Wang Xun’s fans saw that his live broadcast room was open, they flocked in.
But they did not see Wang Xun, instead they saw a series of inexplicable scenes.
Suddenly, the camera in the live broadcast room showed another set of uniforms that they had never seen before.
Moreover, the uniforms were suspended in the air, as if they were worn on a model, straight and neat, but they could not see any human model.
[Is this another talent that the anchor has just learned? ]
[Come on, this scene looks so weird and scary.]
[That's right, host, please come out quickly. This looks too weird and scary.]
"Ah, this, you like it, right? Why? Doesn't it look as good on me as it does on him? Why don't you praise me?"
A pale, thin, and feminine male ghost looked at the messages sent by netizens, with confusion and stubbornness on his face.
"Oh, I see. Is it because you can't see me?"
After thinking for a while, he looked as if he had suddenly realized something.
"But it's daytime now. It would be a waste of ghost energy if I revealed my form now."
Only the whites of his eyes were left rolling around, and finally he sighed.
"Forget it, forget it. I want to stay a little longer. So I'll show you some talents."
[Why do I seem to hear someone talking in the live broadcast room...]
[I think I heard it too...]
[Do you think it's possible that Big Brother, who's not working hard, is hiding out of the camera's sight and deliberately trying to scare us?]
【Not really...】
[Are you guys having an illusion? Why didn't I hear anyone talking? ]
Some people in the barrage said that they heard a man's voice in the live broadcast room, but it was not a voice of laziness.
Most people did not hear the so-called speaking.
The two groups of people were arguing heatedly about this issue in the barrage, while the male ghost was immersed in his own world.
He was wearing a uniform at the moment, and black stockings were also put on his legs.
He spun several times in the air, and watched the hem of the skirt turn into a beautiful arc. The male ghost's face was full of satisfaction and joy.
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Can someone tell me what's going on in this livestream? Are they not working hard? Why is this skirt spinning on its own?]
[I don't see anything controlling the skirt either...]
[Look at that black stocking, doesn't it look like it's being worn by someone...]
[Stop talking, I'm so scared!]
【You are not the only one who is afraid! 】
【Bullet screen protection!!!】
......
Netizens said they were afraid, but the number of people in the live broadcast room increased instead of decreased.
They also saw Wang Xun's other spare phone suddenly float in the air and the screen lit up.
Soon, the phone seemed to be held in someone's hand, and everyone else in the live broadcast room heard the sound of "clicking" taking pictures.
As the sound of mobile phones taking pictures sounded, the uniforms also posed in various ways for the photos.
Netizens were terrified by this scene and kept sending out "Ahhhhhhh" in the barrage.
"Hey, Wang Xun, didn't you close the live broadcast room when you left? Why is it still showing live broadcast here?"
At this moment, Wang Xun and Qing Yanrou were on the bus going home.
Han Nianlu was bored and took out her phone to play, when she suddenly saw that it was showing a live broadcast, so she asked the person involved curiously.
"I've turned off all my live streaming equipment."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xun also leaned over to look at her phone, and at that moment Han Nianlu had already clicked on his avatar.
"Ah—what's going on?"
Fortunately, there were not many people on the bus at noon, otherwise they would have been scared by his terrified screams.
But Han Nianlu still pulled his arm, signaling him to be more careful with his voice.
Wang Xun was completely shocked when he saw the scenes on camera.
To be honest, he had some doubts about the claim that there was a ghost in his house.
But now that he saw the live broadcast room was opened for no reason, he could also explain that there was a malfunction in the live broadcast equipment.
But his backup phone was picked up and kept making the sound of taking pictures in the air, and the man in uniform was making all kinds of embarrassing movements, as if he was really taking pictures.
Wang Xun didn't even dare to go home.
"Let me see."
Qing Yanrou took the phone from Han Nianlu's hand, and Yi Cong'an and Li Manxiang also came over.
Unlike them who could only see the scene of the mobile phone and the uniform moving around, Qing Yanrou could clearly see the male ghost on the screen making all kinds of coquettish poses in front of the camera and the mobile phone.
Qing Yanrou: “…”
"Rou Rou, is that ghost causing trouble?"
Han Nianlu looked at the entire barrage of comments and saw that everyone was screaming and guessing, but only a small number of people were speculating about supernatural events.
"Um."
Qing Yanrou found it really offensive, so she returned the phone to her.
"What should I do? How should I explain this to my friends online..."
Wang Xun looked outside and saw that there were still about two minutes before the station arrived, and he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
"Miss Daoist Master, will there be any police officers coming to my house to have tea?"
He is now afraid of ghosts, and is also afraid that after this incident is over, the police will come to his house and accuse him of playing tricks in the live broadcast room.
Looking at the gifts that occasionally appeared on his screen, he became extremely anxious.
If he is accused of using improper live streaming methods to make money and his live streaming room is blocked, he will really have no place to cry.
"Don't worry, it won't happen. But you should still find a way to shut down your live broadcast room. Some people are weak and can see that thing."
Qing Yanrou kindly reminded him, otherwise the matter would become too big and difficult to resolve.
"Yes, yes, I'll log in now and push him off."
When Wang Xun was reminded by her, he immediately remembered it.
He quickly took out his mobile phone from his bag, opened the app and logged into his live broadcast account.
[Hey, host, you finally showed up. What happened just now? ]
[Yeah, yeah, what's wrong with Buduibyo? It's scary.]
[If you don't work hard, you're still outside. So what happened just now? You didn't really crash...]
[Hey, stop right there, don't say anything. It's midday, but I get a chill down my spine!]
......
Wang Xun looked at the barrage of comments and felt extremely fortunate that he had logged in and squeezed out the live broadcast room at home.
"Hahahaha, guys, stop arguing, I just got bandaged from the hospital and am on the bus on my way home.
I'm not afraid you'll worry about me, so I'm doing this live broadcast to reassure you. As for what you just said, that was recorded earlier."
He really didn't know how to explain it, so he could only make up a random excuse.
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