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Chapter 609 Everyone, hurry up [asking for a starting point]

That night, Longye fans who had no expectations about whether Jia Long would start broadcasting still gathered in the "Longye Live Room".

"Did you have a big guy go to Xiaoxiaolong's live broadcast room yesterday? Please release the video. Xiaoxiaolong's live broadcast room does not have a video replay function. I want to see what Long Ye broadcasted yesterday."

"Same ask, please let me know, which big guy will let me know."

"Are you not a big guy who has recorded the screen? It's so annoying. Meng Longlong would rather go to someone else's live broadcast room than start the broadcast. She doesn't love us anymore."

"That's right, I'll have a good rest for a few days. Don't she know we'll be removed from the fans?"

"What's the use of saying this? Will she still start the broadcast after she says..."

While a group of fans were chatting about themselves in the barrage, a reminder suddenly came.

Many online fans received the message and found that it was a reminder to start the broadcast of Jia Long's live broadcast room.

Suddenly, in the live broadcast room, which was no longer expected, countless people were knocked out by surprise by surprise.

"Hey, reminder to start the broadcast? I'm not dazzled."

"Wow, Meng Longlong found out with conscience that it was about to start broadcasting again."

"I'm just saying that she just launched a documentary film and was at the time of harvesting the most golden fans. How could she not start broadcasting?"

"You are probably not familiar with Ilong from the top. I would rather believe that she started the broadcast with conscience than to believe that she would start the broadcast for this calculation."

"That's right, I Long has a nickname called Sha Long. The word Sha Long is not fake. How could she be so good at calculating?"

"666, I don't know if you are black fans or true fans."

A large number of fans flocked in the live broadcast room in an instant. Compared with Xiaoxiaolong and Zhang Tingya's room, Long Ye, the "Internet celebrity anchor" who has become famous recently, has too many fans and audiences.

When Jia Long turned on the live broadcast of the drone, he almost didn't get used to the number of barrage scenes in that second.

But she still quickly recovered her expression.

"Hello everyone, I am Jia Long. You can call me Master Long. I haven't seen you for a few days, do you miss me?"

After dinner, she was still wearing a casual loose T-shirt, and a pair of shorts above her knees exposed her snow-white and slender thighs like jade lotus roots.

She still hasn't applied makeup on her face, after all, she doesn't like these. But even if she doesn't like makeup, she is still much more beautiful than girls after makeup, and she is pure and natural and peerless.

Seeing her greeting with a smile, countless responses were instantly received in the barrage.

"think."

"In no mood."

"I miss you little white rabbit."

"The anchor is so beautiful."

"Not seeing each other for a day is like three autumns."

"Think of a ghost."

"Menglonglong, I miss you."

"Love you, love you."

“Beautiful….”

“It’s so beautiful today.”

Jia Long looked at the barrage, and his mood suddenly returned to the normal state of his own live broadcast room from the feeling of not too many barrage in Xiao Xiaolong's live broadcast room.

The number gap was too big. For a moment, Jia Long's scalp was numb and he felt that his brain was almost unable to turn around.

"Haha, thank you everyone for missing me. As you can see, I'm running the broadcast at home again, not outdoors, don't be disappointed."

She smiled again.

"No, you must be tired if you keep broadcasting outdoors."

"I want to listen to music."

"I want to watch Menglonglong break the world record."

"Did Longlong dance today? You're so beautiful and cute."

Jia Long naturally agreed to the enthusiasm of the barrage audience.

After singing this song, Jia Long took a long breath and his cheeks bulged, and he immediately replied from the rich sorrow and sadness of the ancient style.

"Haha, thank you for your praise and for your gifts. I would like to thank you especially for your ten big planes in your brother, brother, spend rationally, thank you."

She took the microphone away and then picked up the keyboard and mouse.

"Now I'm starting to play games, let my throat rest for a while. The new trick I'm talking about today is that I can't eat a plate of chicken, so I sing or other punishments. In addition, everyone has watched "Douyu"? I also went to see it today, and learned finger dance inside, etc. You can also ask me to do these. There will be votes on the barrage later. If I lose, I will do the most voting project. How about it? Is it very interesting?"

The so-called voting is the latest feature developed by Dongyu. After the anchor turns on certain options, the barrage audience can vote for their own options by typing ‘111’ or ‘222’ in the barrage, and then the anchor can see which group of options will be the most voted by the audience after the one-minute voting countdown.

Jia Long takes on the Battle Royale.

In fact, she also wanted to change the game style. After all, the Battle Royale did not give her advertising fees or anything else. If she played this every day, the audience and she would get tired of it.

But Jia Long couldn't change it because she only knows how to play this game, not to mention that Battle Royale is the most popular game now.

"The first hand feels like it, and it may be put into a box, so everyone can vote quickly."

"If I don't eat chicken, there are three options. The first is to sing, the second is to play shaking patterns, such as finger dance, etc. The third is to let me do push-ups or squats to exercise, and I will talk about how many of them will be done at that time."

What Jia Long said was not that detailed, but everyone could understand it.

So when Jia Long made up the voting options and the game started to board the plane, the voting on the barrage also began.

In an instant, countless "111", "222", or "333", made the live broadcast room barrage.

The interaction and participation of the audience in Jia Long's live broadcast room has always been surprisingly high. Even many middle-aged netizens, such as "Minister Zhang" far away in the capital, or Mr. Chen, or other relevant professionals who follow her, have gradually sent barrage in the live broadcast room and will also participate in the interaction.

So at this moment, the Dongyu live broadcast platform was about to collapse and the server was stuck.

Fortunately, the situation of the screen stuck stabilized in an instant.

"I picked up a gun."

As soon as Jia Long jumped into a big house called "Luxury Mansion", he picked up a gun on the ground.

This mansion is a place where she jumps on this map with more resources, so there are many players. As soon as Jia Long landed, he heard many players landing around him.

As soon as she picked up the gun, she shouted: "The game is over!"

When he was about to raise his gun and fire at the player beside him, a string of gunfire suddenly sounded in his ear.

Bang bang bang bang.

Jia Long screamed in fear, and then he saw his bearded figure's blood strips falling off quickly, and then the picture became darker.

As expected, she was poisoned by her words "poisonous milk" just now and fell into a box.

"Ah. I'm so angry that I'm so angry. Why don't you hit me? Wooah."

Jia Long was furious and wanted to smash the keyboard.

The barrage had already laughed.

"It turns out that it has been put into a box, Meng Longlong is still very prescient."

"666, the voting is not over yet. I've followed the airplane anchor."

Jia Long was annoyed for a while, and then unwilling to click to exit the game.

"Although I'm not willing to give up, I hope to accept the loss. Let's see what you are buying..."
Chapter completed!
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