During dinner at night, A Yue put the dessert sent by her secretary on the table.
"Can't you really give me some of this?" She looked pitifully at the small ice cream-like cake, her mouth watering.
Ye Lan shook his head, and seeing that he had become emo in the next second, he rarely opened his mouth to explain: "This is mixed with medicinal herbs that can restore my body. It is of no benefit to you. If you want dessert, I can give you a Michelin three-star restaurant."
"Three Michelin stars? Is that the restaurant that's said to be the best in the world?" Ah Yue's eyes lit up again. She grabbed her phone and shoved it towards her, saying enthusiastically, "Then order for me now! I want to eat!"
Ever since she learned how to use the Internet and knew about takeout delivery, she asked Ye Lan to top up money to buy her things all day long.
Seeing that she really wanted to eat, Ye Lan found a restaurant in the city center for delivery.
When I finally calmed down and opened the box to taste the dessert, I couldn't help but think: Although it is a tonic, its taste is better than that made by the royal chef, and the Michelin three-star one can't even catch up.
After dinner, she calculated the mysteries of the sky in the yard.
Ding ding dong dong.
Several newly purchased bronze coins fell on the table, seemingly scattered randomly, but in fact all the symbols of heaven had already appeared in Ye Lan's eyes.
After the clan survives this catastrophe, it will usher in a brief period of stability, but the future is still shrouded in mystery.
This time, Xuanzong selected fifteen new disciples, all of whom are talented people. Xie Changhua will become the new elder of the Punishment Hall in the future.
The ancient martial arts world is still surrounded by wolves, and there is no shortage of people with wolfish ambitions. Among them, some larger forces are trying to break through the barrier and find specific entry landmarks.
The once prosperous Bai family has already gone into decline and will make its final dying struggle in the imperial capital, setting off a bloody storm.
The He family is currently burdened with bad debts, and because of the video she sent to the Xie family, their stock will collapse and they will go bankrupt completely.
Just a few copper coins revealed the secrets of heaven, but were broken into pieces in the next second and turned into a few ordinary ancient coins.
Because of the medium as a carrier and the medication, this measurement did not consume much physical energy.
"Ye Lan, everything is ready inside."
A Yue's voice came from under the eaves, melodious and graceful, with a hint of ghostly ethereality.
Hearing this, Ye Lan collected the ancient coins, quietly stood up, and walked into the room.
Sandalwood incense was lit in the room in advance to help people concentrate, Liushen melon slices water was brewing on the table, and the mobile phone was mounted on a stand.
Ye Lan nodded with satisfaction that everything was ready, feeling quite relieved.
After sitting down on the chair, she clicked on the live broadcast.
It had only been two days since the last live broadcast, and the popularity of the 'Wo Ting Feng Lan' account on the Internet was still very high, so within less than two minutes of the broadcast starting, 50,000 to 60,000 people quickly flocked into the live broadcast room.
"Wow, this is my first time watching a live stream. I'm so excited!"
"Is the host only going to tell one fortune today?"
'Where was the cute little sister last time? I'm a face lover, I want to see beautiful women.'
…
A large number of barrages began to flood the screen, and at the same time, a large number of gifts began to be thrown into the live broadcast room.
First, a group of digital tycoons at the top of the list reached the upper limit of rewards in the 'Supreme Carnival', followed by the Chen family and the Xu family, who rewarded more than 6 million in just ten minutes and topped the popularity list in the same period.
Because there were too many gifts, Ye Lan’s mobile page was stuck and he couldn’t operate it. He could only watch the barrage of messages scrolling wildly.
"Is this real? This is my first time seeing a Supreme Carnival and it's littered with garbage."
'Brothers in front, don't lower your heads to pick up the items. Supreme Carnival is the norm here at the anchor.'
"They are all returning customers. It seems the host is really talented."
…
Amidst the exclamations, some people were gloating.
'I wonder which boss will run into a ghost this time, hehe, I'll be the first to say that I'm a bad person.'
"There are unlucky guys every day, and there are also unlucky guys in other live broadcast rooms. And their abilities are even better than this one. Let me show you the 'divine fortune teller'."
"I've heard of the fortune teller. He's actually come out of seclusion. A few years ago, I heard he was performing a ritual to liberate the souls of the dead at the site of an earthquake. It was a grand spectacle!"
Ye Lan just happened to see this comment and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The next second, a pop-up window appeared on the page.
'A host has invited me to a PK, do you accept?'
She raised her hand to click "Reject", but saw the host's account name in the lower right corner. Her eyebrows moved, and she moved her fingertips over and clicked "Accept".
When the live broadcast screen was split into two halves, the audience thought that it was the big boss who came to visit, but when they saw who was in the live broadcast room on the other side, they screamed in surprise.
"Ahhh, I've spoken of you, Master of Divine Calculation! Please accept my greeting."
"Oh my god, this is a pure fantasy connection. My two favorite metaphysics streamers have met."
"Don't be too excited, don't you see this is a PK?"
The audience only realized after being reminded that this wasn't a visit to establish diplomatic relations, but rather a visit to challenge the other party?!
In the other half of the picture, a middle-aged man dressed like a Taoist priest is sitting cross-legged on a lotus cushion. He is wearing a Taoist robe and holding a whisk in one hand. He nods slightly at her with a Taoist and immortal look on his face.
"Hello, fellow Taoist, it's a pleasure to meet you today."
In front of the mobile phone screen, Ye Lan was stunned for a rare moment when he saw the other person's face, and then the corners of his lips curved slightly, revealing a hint of interest.
"Nice to meet you."
Her voice was distorted through the microphone and the timbre was deliberately changed, making it sound very different from usual.
But the young and tender voice still made the person on the other side stunned for a moment.
The divine fortune teller smiled confidently, his attitude approachable, "I wonder if I could see your face, so we can get to know each other."
Ye Lan looked at the other person's sanctimonious appearance, with his arm bent to support his chin, revealing only a hint of his fair jawline, and said in a calm and lazy tone, "No."
The refusal was straightforward and decisive.
The fortune teller hadn't expected her to be so disrespectful. Thinking of her age, he couldn't help but smile and said magnanimously, "It's okay. Just do as you like."
The two parties are originally in a competitive relationship, and both are popular anchors with large traffic, so the audience tends to have a comparison mentality.
Now, seeing the respected party being so humble, while the aggressive newcomer king didn't give any face at all, they couldn't help but express their dissatisfaction.
Tens of thousands of people in the opposite live broadcast room instantly rushed in and started cursing.
"We're all just begging for food online. Who's more noble? Our master has benefited the earthquake zone. You're just a money-grabber. What the hell are you?"
"A Taoist priest is hiding his true identity, don't laugh at me, it's fake, it's fake, even the props are changed every episode, it really ruins the show."
"Get out of the metaphysical world, you liar, or your whole family will be in trouble!"
…
The fans of the fortune teller were extremely powerful and instantly suppressed the comments here. The dirty words were impossible to read.
Ye Lan's fans wanted to help, but they were too poor to post colorful comments, so they could only turn around and persuade her.
"The fortune teller is from the Qilian Guild. They dominate the Shark platform. Why don't you show up and say hello?"
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