Transformed Into a Wild Female Anchor

"You get nervous."

Jia Longben watched Miss Similu's singing performance attentively, and saw her salivating, but turned his head and found that the barrage was full of rhythms that made her sing again.

She suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

She wanted to ask other girls to sing because she thought girls sang this song so cute.

But sing by yourself?

Toxic, you guys!

"Listen to the song, you bother me, I won't sing it."

She squinted the beginning and looked straight at the live broadcast room of the young lady on the screen.

Soon Miss Similu finished singing.

"It's nice, my husband will give you a kiss, and I respect it first-mua!"

Jia Long became accustomed to molesting, and his ruddy face sent a barrage with a sweet smile.

"Longye husband mua!"

The other party interacts very cooperatively.

Jia Long had a great time playing, and the popularity of the live broadcast room opposite also soared wildly.

Just now, it was more than 300,000, and it didn't take long to soar to more than 500,000, which completely broke the popularity record of Miss Similu's personal live broadcast.

But soon, Simi Lu, who was very happy, found herself in the barrage of "Let Long Ye sing Husband No. 1 in the world" and "We want to listen to Meng Longlong sing Husband No. 1 in the world"

"Hey, husband Longye, many bullet screens say that you want to hear your husband sing the best in the world, so you can sing it to them, and I want to hear it too."

Similu smiled slyly, and read the barrage.

This is the forced palace.

"I can't sing well, don't sing."

But Jia Long flatly refused, sending out a barrage of unwillingness to cooperate.

"Sing, good husband, I have sung it for you. If you sing, I will call you husband Long, right?"

Sago begged bitterly.

"Uh, this..." Jia Long was obviously said by the other party, "I will be called Grandpa Long from now on." This temptation was shocking.

She is weighing the pros and cons.

"Long Ye, good husband, you must be very good at singing, I want to hear it."

Seeing the drama, Miss Similu showed her ever-changing style of bewitching the queen, and she begged bitterly.

Being cast a wink by the pretty fox spirit on the screen, Jia Long's bones were all stunned...

"Okay, okay, but everyone is not allowed to laugh at me."

Jia Long shot the barrage, and then at the end of his live studio, the drone cleverly pulled into the perspective. The pretty, reddish-faced young girl appeared in front of the camera with her whole face.

"I didn't sing for you, don't check your seats."

The audience can feel the shyness of the girl when they see the redness on her face.

"See Sewangfen, Meng Longlong never thought you were such a person."

"It doesn't matter who you sing to, just sing it to us, sing it quickly."

"Meng Longlong knocks on love, singing this song will definitely be more love, sing it, sing it, husband, I’m listening."

"Don't quibble, you just treat us as your husband."

The fans teased Jia Long with a smile.

This girl doesn't look like she is usually so handsome, but it's interesting to be shy.

Jia Long looked at the barrage and suddenly felt a little regretful for agreeing to sing this song easily.

But I didn't turn my head back when I opened the bow. I dug the pit for myself, and I had to jump down with tears in my eyes.

Jia Long gently exhaled, clicked on the accompaniment on the computer, and began to slowly open her red lips.

At this moment, Miss Similu also switched the live broadcast screen, turning her into the main screen when she opened Jia Long's live broadcast room.

"Miss Long Ye is really beautiful, she is about to sing, looking forward to it!"

Expectation appeared in Sago's eyes.

In fact, she watched Jia Long's past videos, mostly in the wilderness. During the live broadcast during the rest time at home, Jia Long often played games, which was not very attractive to Similu, so she gave up watching it after thinking about it.

So till now, she still doesn’t know how Jia Long’s singing skills are, but she has a basic judgment in her heart-a girl with such a good appearance, such as her innate condition, actually fights her life to do “wilderness live broadcast”, which shows that she is talented. There should be little achievement on it.

So she didn't dare to say that Jia Long might sing badly, but it should be so good that she couldn't hear it.

There are many fans with similar ideas.

Because most of the viewers in Jia Long's live broadcast are almost new fans, this song is also the key to whether they can keep them watching the daily live broadcast.

Finally, the accompaniment began, and the girl who was a little shy also pressed her red lips into the state.

Because the prelude to this song is very short, she will soon have to sing.

"coming!"

Similu sat up straight, wanting to hear how Jia Long, the first sister, is singing.

When many people didn't expect too much from Jia Long's singing voice, a sweet and lovely voice spread to more than one million fans online, as well as Simi's ears.

"Husband husband...mua!"

"The one on the left...mua!"

"The one on the right...mua!"

"Husband and husband hug, I want the princess to hug."

The girl’s cute voice has a sense of shyness, but this shyness and the artistic conception of the lyrics have more power to turn decadence into magic, giving the lyrics and music more vitality.

In an instant, her rhythmic singing voice, perfect breath mastering method, coupled with a sweet and lifeless voice, instantly conquered countless audiences.

"I'm going. I thought it was a bronze just now, but didn't you think it was the king?"

"OMG, is this the Long Ye I know? I thought she sang badly, but this is really professional."

"More beautiful than the original singing!"

"Listen well, listen well."

"The ear is pregnant."

"I told you a long time ago that Meng Longlong is the king, you Xinnen still don't believe it."

"It's nice to knock, but I still like the bead curtain that Meng Longlong sings."

"Anyway, it's very nice, and she sings her husband, with that little expression, it's so cute."

"2333, it seems that it is no longer the Longye Longye we know, a standard pure little girl."

Jia Long sang, and the more he sang, the more embarrassed he became, and his expression was full of regret.

"Super handsome when you laugh, super handsome when you hold my hand... Super handsome when you touch your head to kill."

"Puff haha."

From the initial live broadcast of singing, Jia Long, who had never made a mistake, burst out laughing in shame.

Only the next sentence changed her mood and smoothly connected the previous sentence, as if the shy laughter was a deliberate effect.

Of course, the thousands of viewers watching the live broadcast room can tell from her face that the laughter is completely Jia Long almost overturned.

Fortunately, this laugh did not destroy the overall atmosphere, and even made the music more playful and authentic.

"I can only kiss you."

"This song is only sung for you!"

After singing the last sentence, Jia Long pursed her lips and her thin shoulders kept shaking, and her big eyes turned straight.

When the music is over, she can finally laugh out loud.

"Puff ha ha ha ha, don't look at me, it's shameful."

She avoided the camera with a sweet smile, and covered her cheek with her palm.

"6666, so cute."

"Listen well, listen well."

"Is this the true face of Meng Longlong on weekdays? She is just a simple girl."

"The singing is good and the people are super cute."

"Xiao Longlong, sister loves you even more."

In this Long Ye live broadcast room, the former wild fans have transformed into a little fan brother and little fan sister mode one by one. Many viewers who had just glanced at Jia Long's daily live broadcast, if they were not good, stopped completely.

And Miss Similu on the other side was already staring in shock.

She was frightened.

Others may just hear that Jia Long sings very cutely and very well, but she knows that Jia Long is only good, but very professional, even better than her in singing skills.

"Master Long, it turns out that you are so good at singing."

In her live broadcast room, Similu bluntly expressed her respect.

Jia Long had just recovered from the embarrassment. Seeing the anchor lady speaking, she quickly changed the subject and started chatting with her awkwardly.

"Yes, I can sing very well, do you feel that you fall in love with my husband more?"

She knew that the other party was also watching her live broadcast room, so she talked over the air.

"I love it even more, so I should be my husband."

Similu felt that she should grab the position of'husband'.

"You are not at all, I should be the one to look at it!"

"You tell me where you look at it. Your **** are bigger than your sister, your face is more beautiful than your sister, and your body is better than your sister. Could it be... you want to say that the one below you is one meter long?"

Miss Similu is very good at talking.

"I...I'm more manly than you, okay, everyone calls me Lord Long, and they say you believe in me to live forever. This is so powerful." Jia Long wanted to say that it was very long when she pulled it out, but she really There is nothing to pay for. So only the mouth is stunned.

The two female anchors flirted with each other across the live broadcast room, and they looked very happy.

It happened that the two young ladies who chatted with a little ‘la-la’ feeling, one was a very charming vixen beauty, and the other was a little girl who was slightly young but with a more charming beauty.

So just looking at their interplay full of lace atmosphere made the audience feel a strong feeling of beauty, and the picture scroll is very beautiful.

The live broadcast that night was very effective.

There was only one who was supposed to be the protagonist, but after the audience's response was not strong, he became a marginal character-Maomao, very unhappy.

After eating Perfect Food alone, he cleaned his mouth with a paper towel, looked at "Papa Jia Long", and knocked on the wooden floor with his paws.

Did not get a response from Dad.

The little guy was very sad and straightened out his small body. Seeing that the door handle was just within reach, he opened the door gently.

He twisted his small buttocks, went to the kitchen to open the large refrigerator, hurriedly climbed up the refrigerated floor, and took a bag of potato chips.

Only then turned his head three times and walked lonely into the door.

"Rake ignores people, they will diarrhea with eating, and then become a fat little loli, and sink her to death when he hugs her!"

This is Mao Mao Changchun’s thoughts, but she did not expect that this thought will make her never get the warm embrace of'Papa Jia Long' in a very short time in the future-not that she doesn't want to hold it, but This little thing grows too fast to hold it. The latest chapter address of Transformed into the Wild Female Anchor: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/book/12226.htmlTransformed into a wild female anchor to read the full text: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/read/12226/Transformed into the wilderness female anchor txt download address: https://www.wuxiaspot.com/down/12226.htmlTransformed into a wilderness female anchor mobile phone reading: https://m.wuxiaspot.com/read/12226/In order to facilitate the next reading, you can click on the \"Favorite\" below to record this time (the one-meter length is taken out under Chapter 759? [Coming Start subscription]) Read the record, you can see it next time you open the bookshelf! If you like "Transformed into the Wild Female Anchor", please recommend this book to your friends (QQ, blog, WeChat, etc.) ,Thank you for your support! ! (www.wuxiaspot.com)