Metaphysics anchors are different from other categories. They make money based on their real skills and generally do not sign contracts with companies because the appearance fees of truly powerful masters are astonishingly expensive.
Therefore, netizens felt that they had been cheated and abandoned all these live broadcast rooms.
At this time, in the Xuanmen Association in the imperial capital, in the live broadcast operation studio that had just been opened recently, the staff were stunned when they saw that more than a dozen live broadcast rooms were suddenly closed.
Not caring about what big things were going to happen tonight, the staff hurriedly got up and went to the front hall.
"Director Luo, something bad has happened!" The man shouted as soon as he stepped into the hall. He felt a lot of sharp gazes coming from all directions. When he saw all kinds of powerful people in strange costumes in the hall, he was so scared that his calves trembled and he almost fell to his knees.
At this time, the monk with a shaved head and a sinister face sitting above the main seat said in a deep voice: "What's the fuss about? Didn't I tell you to prepare for the live broadcast?"
The man shrank his neck, not daring to step forward in front of everyone. He could only whisper, "Just now, the live broadcast room of our association was blocked."
"What?" Hearing this, Luosha frowned, his face becoming even more ferocious. "What's going on?"
The staff member's lips moved, and he replied in a lower voice, "It seems to be because of the PK with 'Wo Ting Feng Lan'."
Lying down and listening to the wind and waves.
As soon as these four words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet for a few seconds, and then many people took out their mobile phones and quickly clicked into the live broadcast room.
Even Rakshasas are no exception.
When he saw the familiar pair of jade hands on the screen, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a determined smile, "To think they showed up at this time, it really is God's help to my Xuanmen."
Tonight they decided to recruit people from all sides online to put pressure on the museum and special departments. The biggest target among them was the Woting Fengtang that had caused a storm on the Internet a few times before.
It's just that the other party didn't show up for a long time. They had already given up hope. Now that they saw the account was online, they didn't care about the dozen or so blocked accounts.
Luosha immediately ordered, "Start the live broadcast immediately, and let's connect with Wo Ting Fenglan."
But……
The staff member hesitated for a moment, wanting to say something but swallowing it back, and finally just lowered his head and replied, "Yes."
In the villa, Ye Lan, who temporarily turned off the camera for a break, leaned on the sofa, looking at the stars outside the floor-to-ceiling window, speculating on the auspicious day for the completion of the golden bowl in the future.
'It is a good time to start groundbreaking at noon the day after tomorrow.'
She sent a message to Shi Feng, and the reply from the other party was very quick and straightforward.
"Okay, thank you Master Ye for your guidance."
Less than two seconds later, the other party sent another message.
"Master Ye, have you watched the live broadcast? Luosha has already led people to start the live broadcast."
Ye Lan raised his eyes slightly and replied, "I know."
Shi Feng, who was on the other end of the phone, stared at the message that had no further follow-up and sighed softly.
At this time, the data analyst hurried over, his face full of excitement, "Captain, just now, the most popular metaphysics streamer on the Shark platform, Wo Ting Feng Lan, had a PK match for more than ten consecutive times. The accounts that were blocked were all from the Imperial Capital Xuanmen. I can be sure that the other party is targeting the Xuanmen."
What?
Shi Feng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he immediately perked up, "Let's go to Wo Ting Feng Lan's live broadcast room!"
At this time, the people who heard the news included not only special departments, but also forces lurking in the dark from all sides and the spectators surfing the Internet.
Inside the villa.
Xie Chenan, who saw the girl live streaming for the first time, was shocked. "Oh my god, the screen is black and it's halftime, but there are still a million people watching online. This should be the most popular live broadcast room on the platform, right?"
"No doubt about it, he is indeed the most popular, and it is a cliff-like gap." Chen Zhexi clicked on the popularity list to show him. The account of Wo Ting Feng Lan was clearly listed at the top, and its popularity was still rising.
"This... Ye Lan can really tell fortunes?" Xie Chenan asked in a daze.
He had distracted the product manager in the morning, so he hadn't seen Ye Lan's abilities. All he had seen most of her were ancient martial arts, and his only knowledge of metaphysics was the fortune teller wearing sunglasses and setting up a stall under the overpass.
Ah Yue, who was standing by, snorted lightly and smiled meaningfully, "I'll let you learn more later."
Just at this moment, Ye Lan slowly returned to the table and turned on the camera again.
The barrage of comments immediately filled the screen, pouring in crazily.
"Ahhh, professional anti-counterfeiting, stop playing big shots, the anchor, come out and accept the confession."
"You're so popular and yet you're still taking a break. To say you're awesome is an understatement."
…
There were also many comments of thanks and gifts on the screen. These were expressions of gratitude from netizens who had been deceived by other metaphysics anchors before. In addition, they followed Ye Lan, which instantly gave her hundreds of thousands of fans.
The term #MetaphysicsProfessionalFakeAnti# also appeared on the hot searches on social platforms, attracting many passers-by to watch.
At this time, someone in the barrage said, "Look at the online queue anchor, the Imperial Capital Xuanmen is here!"
Xuanmen of the imperial capital.
The weight of these four words is no different from that of Tsinghua University in the hearts of students. In the metaphysical circle, the Imperial Capital Xuanmen represents absolute authority and absolute strength.
Seeing that the other party took the initiative to connect, netizens were very excited and looked forward to a dream linkage.
This time, Ye Lan did not disappoint netizens. He casually opened the list, found Xuanmen from many queues, and pulled up the microphone.
When the screen split into two again, the audience couldn't help but gasp when they saw the scene on the other side of Xuanmen.
"Fuck, so many big guys, Nanji Xianweng, Xingshazi, the master of Emei Taoist Temple..."
"As expected of the pinnacle of the metaphysical world, this lineup is terrifying to look at."
"It seems that Wo Ting Feng Lan's big red envelope is about to be given out."
…
Netizens were shocked by the dozens of people gathered in the hall of the opposite anchor room. Even if they were not involved in the metaphysical circle, they could feel the profoundness of Taoism just by looking at the mysterious faces on the screen.
However, the scene was not as tense as netizens had expected. Even the director who was said to be ruthless at the main seat of Xuanmen stood up and walked in front of the camera and took the initiative to greet them.
"Hello, Wo Ting Feng Lan. I am Luo Sha, a member of the Imperial Capital Xuanmen Committee. I am connecting tonight to sincerely invite you to participate in the upcoming Xuanmen activities."
The other side will besiege the museum and put pressure on special departments in a high-sounding way, as if the invitation to attend is just a party.
The scene was inexplicably harmonious, which made the netizens who were watching the show feel a little disappointed.
However, the next moment, they heard the cold and clear voice of a girl coming from the screen.
"Yes, as long as you can win the little red envelope."
Little red envelope?
Luosha was stunned for a moment, then he learned the whole story from the staff's whispers. He couldn't help but frown, "You mean, you'll only participate if I beat you in the fight?"
"That's right." The girl answered without hesitation.
Luosha gritted his teeth secretly, thinking that since he came to power, all the masters of metaphysics from all over the country have been respectful to him, lining up to give him gifts in the hope of getting into the metaphysics sect. This is the first time that there is a threshold for invitation.
When it comes to playing big, he's even better than him!
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