I Am a Big Winner in Life

Chapter 56

At eight o’clock in the evening, the Hutooth Platform Competition opens.

Yang Maoyi’s live broadcast room is still deserted, and there are still fewer than ten VIP seats. The opponents in the first round have already launched Lianmai, and Yang Maoyi naturally cannot refuse.

When Lianmai was connected, several VIP accounts entered the live broadcast room, but from the name of the other party, it can be seen that these accounts are all fans of the other party, and now they are only spying on the enemy.

For example, look at how many people are in the VIP seats here, how many rewards are on the weekly rankings, whether the top leaders of the weekly rankings are in the VIP seats, and so on.

“Hello, Miss Sister, I am Amei from the Dream Guild. I am very happy to meet Miss Sister. Please wait for a while and be merciful. The last time our guild was beaten by Miss Sister!” Amei introduced herself. After that, he implicitly hinted the grievances between the two guilds.

As for why it is necessary to imply the grievances between the two guilds?

Of course, the personnel spying on the information have already reported the situation, saying that Yang Maoyi is a small anchor, and he wants a small anchor with nothing, no VIP seats, no weekly rankings, and no big brother. This round is the welfare bureau.

Anliang entered the other party’s live broadcast room without logging in, and he wanted to see the barrage of the other party’s live broadcast room.

‘Hahaha, I’m so ridiculous, the anchor on the opposite side is really miserable. The list is only 120 yuan! ’

‘For the 29th-level anchor, the list is only one hundred and twenty dollars, do you dare to believe it? ’

‘There are seven VIP seats, no eldest brother, all of them are small salted fish. ’

‘The Zhou tribute value is only over one thousand and one hundred, and the anchor medal has been extinguished. It’s really miserable! ’

‘I heard that the opposing anchor won first place in the guild battle? ’

‘That’s because there is a big brother supporting her! I saw it personally. I brushed it for almost a million at the time, and then it has been cold until now. ’

‘So we lie and win this round? ’

When the guild battle PK started, Amei’s PK profile immediately soared and easily pressed to Yang Maoyi’s side. Five minutes later, Amei’s PK value had reached 800 yuan, and Yang Maoyi had not broken double digits.

Yes it is!

Yang Maoyi’s PK value is only 6,000 points, which means that it is worth six yuan, but they are all free gifts that cost no money. I have to say that Yang Maoyi is a bit too miserable!

Anliang returned to Yang Maoyi’s live broadcast room. He found that the big cats and kittens in Yang Maoyi’s live broadcast room did not send barrage. The few people in the VIP table were actually Yang Maoyi’s outdoor live broadcast fans and had no interest in guild battles.

As for supporting the anchor?

Just kidding!

Isn’t white whoring fragrant?

In fact, Yang Maoyi gave up herself. She didn’t mean to canvass votes at all, or she knew it was useless to canvass votes. In the live broadcast room, who would spend money and who would not spend money, Yang Maoyi knew very well.

Looking at Yang Maoyi who was silent, Anliang sighed. It was really difficult for the little anchor!(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

Anliang logged in to his emperor account, and the live broadcast room immediately sent out a clear animation of entering the scene, and a red fire-breathing dragon appeared in the chat area.

The originally deserted live broadcast room immediately became lively.

‘coming! A hot man is here! ’

‘Finally you are here! Fortunately, I did not give up! ’

‘At this moment, I remembered the fear of being matched by a millionaire! ’

‘Porsche’s little brother will never let go of the little anchor. ’

“Why are you here?” Yang Maoyi’s unconvincing nose was sore. She was already desperate, but now that Anliang is here, she suddenly feels aggrieved.

Anliang sent a message, ‘Little anchor, you are still as miserable as always! ’

After sending the information, Anliang directly began to renew the fee.

‘Congratulations [My beloved has not returned] for renewing the [Emperor]*1 in the [No Vixen] live broadcast room

‘Congratulations [My beloved has not returned] for renewing the [Emperor]*1 in the [No Vixen] live broadcast room

…

This kind of renewal reminder is scrolled and displayed at the top of the live broadcast room of the entire Huya platform, and it has appeared ten times, which means that Anliang’s account already has 330,000 golden bean coupons.

Looking at the renewal reminder, Yang Maoyi’s eyes were red, and she almost couldn’t help crying.

The water friends in the live broadcast room began to tease.

‘Hahaha, the little anchor is about to cry? ’

‘Mengxin, what is the origin of this little anchor? ’

‘Worship the emperor! ’

‘I’ve seen this kind of plot before? ’

‘Remember it, I remember it, I remember it all, the emperor’s boss brushed a million last time! ’

“What are you doing?” Yang Maoyi asked knowingly.

Anliang sent a message, ‘It’s too embarrassing to have a round trip, please keep you through one round. ’

After sending the message, Anliang directly lost two treasure maps and directly took the PK back.

On the other side, in Amei’s live broadcast room, the water friends directly exploded and sent barrage.

‘It’s cold! It’s cold! The spicy man is here again! ’

‘Lord threw up! Brother Million is here! ’

‘This…this…what about playing Nima? ’

‘Directly renew the emperor ten times, who can stand it? ’

‘Hurry up and ask the opposing anchor, how can I fascinate a real local tyrant? ’

‘Amei: My whole body is split! ’

In fact, Amei really said that she was split. She also opened the trumpet to see Yang Maoyi’s situation. Originally, Amei thought that this round was a benefit, and she could easily win it.

As a result, the real big brother on the opposite side appeared, what is this?

No disaster?

For Amei, it is indeed an innocent disaster, but for Yang Maoyi, Anliang is a hero of the world with colorful auspicious clouds!

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This?

19,000 flowers?

Don’t your conscience hurt if you are a smashing writer? Trembling…