"And then, this time, although, Dengdeng! Although no one asked a question, Mimi thought of a few questions without authorization and came to try to answer them!"

The silver maid on the screen followed Chen Meimei's movements. Chen Meimei's voice was originally very nice. At this time, some words praising her voice floated across the barrage, but Chen Meimei did not respond for the time being, and he still recited according to the script.

"As a matter of course, I still want everyone to know more about Mimi. Mimi himself doesn't know what content to broadcast live, so let's start like this!"

Putting his hand on his chest, Chen Meimei suppressed the tension in his heart and continued to say that the number of audiences at this moment had reached 400. It seems that Chen Meimei's voice is good, so it attracted some passers-by.

She glanced at the script on the table, then lowered her voice and said.

"Mimei...Where are you living, how old are you? Are you using QQ? Woo, it's so cute!"

Because he has received some vocal training, Chen Meimei can imitate several kinds of voice lines, and he uses a slightly hoarse voice at this time.

After asking the question herself, she immediately switched to a cute voice and replied.

"Mimei is a girl from France...ah, I didn't ask about this...age is...everything...I'm so ten years old, QQ or something is useless, I only use a wireless intercom to speak."

[What the hell is wireless intercom] [How old are you in your ten years old?] [Why do French girls speak Chinese] [Mimei is so cute, I'm dead]

The barrage of words passed by, which made Chen Meimei a little excited. She participated in some performances in college, but now, the words of these audiences made her feel more intimate. She lowered her voice and asked herself.

"What are Meme's hobbies?"

"Yeah, maiba's hobbies, yes... nothing!"

Chen Mimei gradually entered the script. At this time, the script was just an outline. She began to wield freely. After answering, she did not care about the words in the barrage and continued to ask questions.

"Baba, do you... like me?"

"Mimei likes people who know how to cook! Well, I am used to living in China... Rather than being used to living in Japan, it is better to say that I have learned about rice after living in this virtual world, so I still like people who are good at cooking."

[The French maid who loves rice is okay] [I can cook, please marry me!] [So Is there such a setting?]

On the other side of the computer, the woman whose Id is [Sister P can’t draw] looked at Chen Meimei’s live broadcast and widened her eyes.

"What is she talking about? It doesn't seem like the script was written like this?"

Now Chen Meime's live broadcast has completely separated from the script. [Sister P can't draw] hurriedly typed in the group and asked, but Chen Meime no longer had time to watch the group.

"Miba, do you...have something you want now?"

Chen Mimeme continued live broadcasting and then replied by himself.

"Whip, well, I should be bald by the hat on my head recently... So, um, I want a head, I want a head!"

"What the hell is a bald man? What the hell is he who wants a head!"

[Sister P can’t draw] I’ve already felt a little exhausted, and the originally fresh and cute French maid suddenly turned into the image of a bald uncle.

But Chen Meimei was getting more and more excited. Originally, after the live broadcast ended here, she should have been preparing to play games or sing a song, but Chen Meimei suddenly thought and said.

"Mimei suddenly had an idea, well, that is, to draw a lucky audience from the current barrage list and let Mimei say the ultimate line to him!"

[What is the ultimate line!] [Too I twitch me twitch me] [No, don’t you explain the problem of baldness first?] [Always feel that people who twitch me have a strange look] [How to draw it?]

Chen Mimei saw the barrage and spoke.

"Mimei will send an upward arrow in the barrage. The selected audience will say this line to him. What will happen?"

Hearing her words, the live broadcast room of 500 people has begun to quickly flood the screen.

"Wait, no, right, everyone doesn't want arrows, no, you don't want arrows!!!"

Seeing a group of people browsing arrows, Chen Meimei subconsciously exposed his original voice and even slapped the table.

"Hey, are you all fools...ah, can't you say the word fool, are the screws on your head loose?"

She repeated this sentence and laughed uncoveredly. I wonder if it was because of the recording equipment problem, it sounded like wiping a plate.

"It's not like this, it's not like this, it's not everyone's pointing, it's meme-pointing, no matter what, meme-made, it's starting, three, two, one!"

Chen Meamei sent an arrow, pointing to an audience called [seaside].

"Ah, [seaside], this [seaside] classmate, decided it was you."

Chen Meimeiba said, then searched for background music.

"Exciting, majestic...No, sad, ah, this is free, this should be OK."

She didn't bother to live broadcasting herself. While muttering to herself as she used to be at home, she looked for a Bgm with the public copyright.

Generally speaking, most of the music can be used when singing live, but some companies’ music cannot be used in live broadcasts and other occasions. Chen Meime now chooses Bgm that can be used at will.

She played this Bgm, and a sad atmosphere immediately emerged, then adjusted her breathing and spoke.

"My mai, I like [seaside] the most!"

[Ah I'm dead] [Envy, jealousy and hatred] [Why didn't I beat me!] [Damn it, I have to find a way to marry this woman!]

The barrage was filled with envious voices, but the next sentence of the bleating bleat made everyone's heads.

"So... Meme wanted to serve you until you sold you!"

Chen Meibai said emotionally, then shouted, hoarsely, extremely devoted.

"Don't die!!s-e-a-s-i-d-e-!!Please don't leave Meiba alone!!Doctor, is there a doctor? Is there a doctor here???"

"ah???"

[Sister P does not know how to draw] Watching the live broadcast, he was stunned. Although he knew that Chen Mimei was usually not good at the details, he didn't expect that she would be so unscrupulous when broadcasting live, and randomly selected a lucky audience to die. Throughout history, Chen Mimei was alone.

“Hahahahaha——”

As soon as she finished speaking the sensational lines, Chen Meimei continued to laugh at the plate. Her hands kept slapping the table, causing the virtual image's hands to move up and down. However, due to the capture, it seemed that they were simply holding something and rubbing up and down, just like a hand [beep--].

"It's over, this character has completely collapsed."

[Sister P can’t draw] Looking at the live broadcast, she laughed so exaggeratedly, and she was completely disappointed.
Chapter completed!