When the live broadcast of Kuaichuan is in progress

Chapter 57
(Eight)

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: I know, I know, Sister Fairy asked me.

I have Latiao to follow me: I also know, Sister Fairy can ask me.

The woman had doubts, and the glass bastards in the live broadcast room rushed to show their courtesy one by one.

Lang Jiujiu: Because I ate flat peaches?

Demon Prison: No, because I am used to being beaten, I am used to the pain of the golden cudgel, let alone a wolf.

I'm a magic stick: the old monk pinched his fingers, and it's the great sage's credit...

Beicheng Nansheng: Don't mention the anchor's sad story.

Shengge blinked, are you sad?

not at all.

She will settle all the past in her heart and become the nourishment for her to go further.

Although she is not a strong person, it is not in her nature to feel sorry for herself.

She will never forget the great sage's kindness, and all the funny and amusing things about the scripture-learning team.

"I don't know what to call you?"

Xianglin's wife almost blurted out the three words.

Sheng Ge was a little dazed, what's Mrs. Xianglin's name?

She didn't know it before, and she doesn't know it now.

She simply accepted the plot of the blessing.

"Sheng Song."

Shengge didn't forget that he was playing the role of a girl who had no choice but to marry into the mountains in order to bury her husband.

In any case, the word "Sheng Ge" still has a bit of elegance.

"Shengge? It's a good name. The moonlight is fading away, and the night is still young at the beginning of the cold."

"Your father must have been educated, but why did you become like this?"

While cleaning up Shengge's wound, Sister Fairy chatted and tried to divert Shengge's attention.

Shengge once again used the rhetoric that fooled Gu Huaiyuan.

She is not afraid of being exposed, Xianglin's sister-in-law is a thorough person who is not taken seriously and ignored.

If it wasn't for the need to sell Mrs. Xianglin for money, Wei Xianglin's mother-in-law would never have thought of such an unlucky daughter-in-law.

At the end of "Blessing", Sister Xianglin's death was also silent, no one cared, and some people even disliked her for not being able to choose a date, and polluting the atmosphere of other people's New Year for nothing.

Speaking of it, it is difficult to attribute the responsibility of Mrs. Xianglin's death to anyone.

Political power, theocratic power, husband power, and clan power are all the culprits.

Rather than saying that Mr. Lu Xun wrote Xianglinsao with a lot of ink, it would be better to say that he wanted Xianglinsao to represent the despair of an era.

I used to study Mr. Lu Xun's articles, and always felt that they were difficult to pronounce and profound. Now that I have experienced them personally, I understand the despair and painful struggle in them.

Since Mrs. Xianglin wants to have a new life, let's completely clear the line from the dark past in the article.

Be it Lu Town or Weijiazhuang, she will never go back.

Of course, she doesn't even want to go back to the deep mountain where she fought wolves with her bare hands. She has a psychological shadow.

She felt that she might be even more afraid of dogs in the future, because wolves and dogs look alike.

Good luck eating chicken tonight: Speaking of the experience of the anchor, it sounds pretty miserable, and my daughter was in tears listening to it.

If you walk too rough, you will flash your waist: Brother, you are a newcomer. Do you want to take a gamble?

Jackal and female cat: Brother Tailang is indeed the first audience of the pig anchor.

I have spicy sticks to follow me: May I ask what other skills the anchor has not highlighted, what she said is so miserable, it makes people cry.

Dimly lit place: I don’t know why I always substitute a pig to pretend to be pitiful. I really don’t think it’s miserable, I just think it’s funny.

Beicheng Nansheng: The anchor is a pig deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Frog Bringing Specialties Home: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills...

Yu Sheng Gu Liang: Am I the only one who wants to know what kind of live broadcast tasks the anchor has taken on?Curious, anchor, who are you this time?

Shengge looked at the bullet screens, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. Are these people trying to play her to death so that they can inherit her live broadcast room?

The desolate atmosphere that had been brewed with great difficulty disappeared in smoke, and the lack of laughter was considered a test of acting skills.

Do you think she's trying to lie?

Who made her tell a lie to fool Gu Huaiyuan?

Now even if she said that she was a worthless woman who was sold by the No.1 mother-in-law, no one would believe her.

Rather than causing trouble due to inconsistencies, it is better to create a history by yourself, and then slowly settle down.

In the era when the people are struggling to make ends meet, people will believe no matter how bizarre their life experience is, not to mention that she uses the most classic plots in TV dramas.

Works originate from life. Since the stalk of selling one's body to bury one's father is almost worn out in the works, it proves that it can be found everywhere in real life.

Anchor: As you can see, I am indeed a person with status.

Shengge's one sentence whetted the appetite of most viewers in the live broadcast room.

Anchor: Actually, I am a widow, the kind who has been a widow twice.

Good luck eating chicken tonight: I was too naive to trust the anchor.

If you walk too wavy, your waist will flash: anchor, you are so funny, does your family know?
Beicheng Nansheng: I knew the host would only get worse and worse...

Seeing what you said and what I said in the live broadcast room, the corners of Shengge's mouth couldn't control the curvature for a moment.

MMP actually laughed when talking about her miserable life experience, is she mentally retarded?
Shengge scolded herself fiercely in her heart, what are you laughing at, can't you hold back for a while?
Sure enough, Shengge's heartfelt smile did not escape Sister Fairy's eyes, and caught the attention of Sister Fairy.

"You are very happy?"

Hearing Sister Fairy's question, Sheng Ge was on the verge of tears.

The words were so miserable, and the atmosphere was brewing so well, she actually laughed by herself.

The group of glass bastards in the live broadcast room may be destined to collect debts.

Jackal and female cat: what to do, suddenly feel good, want to tell a joke, solo is not as good as all.

A glass of wine for the rest of my life: Talk, warmly welcome Brother Jackal or Sister Cat to tell jokes.

A jackal matches a female cat: Please call me Brother Jackal.

Then there are countless jokes that can make people laugh out loud, challenging Shengge's will all the time.

When Sheng Ge was so angry that she wanted to cry, she wondered where she heard these funny and not vulgar jokes.

Well, she had to admit it was hilarious.

Once again, Shengge experienced to the fullest what pain and happiness are, or the kind of happiness that cannot be suppressed.

Of course, she also confirmed once again that the glass shards in the live broadcast room may be upgraded to steel thorns.

Shengge bit her tongue furtively, the pain restrained her urge to laugh, not to mention how weird the expression on her face was.

Walking too wavy will flash your waist: In fact, the anchor's expression now is the funniest joke, I really want to poke it.

Yu Shengguliang: I have taken a screenshot, maybe it can be made into an emoticon pack, but I am laughing like a flower when I should be crying when I write the words...

Yu Sheng Gu Liang: How about you?

"Ah."

Now that you've laughed, don't deny it.

　During the Chinese New Year, coding is really a painful thing.

　　cry (;︵;`)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)