Let me say this on both sides.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Lan finally stopped working in the room. Looking at the successfully implanted information on the computer screen, he let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly, he felt a little regretful for having built such a thick clan firewall...
After finishing her work, she looked towards the live broadcast room and suddenly tilted her head slightly, "Hmm?"
As soon as she spoke, the few remaining AFK viewers subconsciously looked towards the live broadcast room.
The next moment, the barrage exploded.
"Holy shit, 100,000 Shark Coins! Did I see that right?!"
"Damn, damn, it's not just one, it's a hundred! Which sister can tell me that I'm not dreaming?"
"Upstairs, you are dreaming, remember not to grab it later."
…
Ye Lan looked at the small red envelopes stacked up in the upper left corner of the live broadcast room. Before he could figure out what they were, the countdown for the red envelopes had finished and started automatically.
In an instant, countless red envelopes poured down, filling the entire page, and gold coins were thrown around like they were free.
And the dozen or so spectators who happened to stay behind…were already going crazy grabbing tickets!!!
The red envelopes on Shark Live have always been a benefit for those with fast hands. Some unlucky people may not be able to grab a single penny even after watching the live broadcast for a whole year.
But today in Ye Lan’s live broadcast room, these dozen or so viewers experienced the first European Emperor carnival in their lives.
"Damn, I've been clicking on the screen for five minutes and still haven't grabbed all the money. This is the first time I've experienced the pain of collecting money until my hands are tired."
"This night has already paid off in a year for me. Do the people in other livestreaming rooms know how much fun we had?"
…
Another minute passed before one million Shark Coins were cleared out.
Only then did a line of special effects font appear on the barrage.
'A small token of my appreciation for your support of Ye Lan.'
Seeing this, everyone finally came to their senses from the joy of getting rich and realized that Ye Lan's rich fans had arrived.
"Thank you, Lanlan. I'll have meat to eat if I follow you!"
"Thank you, Lanlan."
...Ye Lan watched the barrage of comments flash by and within two seconds, special effects began to appear in the air again.
This time it’s a gift from the Supreme Carnival.
The first ID was 'Xie's eldest son' who spent two million.
The second ID is 'Second Young Master of the Xie Family' and spent two million.
The third ID is 'Xie Jia San Shao' who spent two million.
…
Ye Lan watched helplessly as the IDs lined up to throw money all over the screen. It wasn't until the seventh ID appeared that he raised his head and asked with a headache, "Don't you think family planning is implemented in the city?"
How come the Xie family gave birth to a football team?
“…”
As soon as these words were spoken, the gift special effects froze for a moment, but it only took a second before it started working again.
The other guests and fans who were keeping an eye on the rankings because the statistical time was about to end watched helplessly as Ye Lan, who was at the bottom of the list, leaped back to the top with a crushing move within three minutes.
It pressed firmly on Ye Qingqing's head again.
"What the hell? Is there a bug in the official system?"
"No, no, everyone, go and see, there are more than a dozen local tycoons who have been giving gifts to Ye Lan!"
Fans from other live broadcast rooms rushed over upon hearing the news, and when they opened the screen they were almost blown away by the superimposed gift effects.
"What's going on? Why are there so many rich people all of a sudden? Their IDs look like brothers. They're obviously fake."
"Oh, I said she was restless, holding back until the very end to unleash her ultimate move, using all sorts of inferior methods, and the authorities didn't do anything about it?"
…
Seeing that the ID on the list had received the maximum number of gifts, the fans were filled with indignation and ran back to complain to the real owner.
Before the male guest could say anything, the girls couldn't hold it in anymore.
"If it's a fair competition, I'll admit defeat, but if someone uses inferior methods, I can't forgive them." Jingjing raised the banner of morality and immediately went to find the temporary person in charge of the program team.
Ye Qingqing was in a dilemma in front of the camera.
"Is there some misunderstanding? Everyone, please calm down. I will clarify the situation with the authorities. I believe my sister would not do such a thing."
As she spoke, she sent a message to the Shark platform customer service in front of everyone in the live broadcast room.
The program staff quickly asked everyone to gather outside with their phones.
In the small courtyard late at night.
The temporary person in charge first announced the situation over a loudspeaker, then added, "We've actually just called customer service, but there were so many people that they need time to verify. Don't worry, we don't tolerate cheating, and we will never wrongly accuse innocent people."
The cameras are still on, and no one can do anything tricky under the watchful eyes of the public. Waiting for the results is the fairest and most just thing to do.
But almost all eyes inside and outside the live broadcast room were focused on Ye Lan.
The girl was standing leisurely under the pavilion. She had just taken a shower and was wearing a simple set of sports home clothes. The style was a bit old-fashioned and the clothes even looked a bit old, but her snow-white skin and beautiful face made her look otherworldly.
Jingjing looked at her face and gritted her teeth.
She had finally gotten her sponsor to spend money to make her look good, so she absolutely couldn't lose.
Ye Qingqing walked up to Ye Lan with a worried look on her face and said softly, "It's okay, sister. No matter what happens, I will protect you."
Ye Lan raised his eyelids and glanced at her coldly, not bothering to say a word.
Fans in Ye Qingqing's live broadcast room wanted to scold her for being rude, but unfortunately, before they could start, Xie Fu on the other side couldn't help but stand up.
"What do you mean? You're implying Xiaoye cheated right out of the blue? Well, let me tell you, there's no need to check. I can verify that those IDs are real. They're all from the Xie family!"
He had been holding back on saying it, after all, he still wanted to be an ordinary crosstalk artist. He hadn't expected that this small expression of his feelings tonight would bring so much trouble to the girl.
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