Immortal entertainment

Chapter 38 Dispute!

(Chapter 38~40 is very poisonous, you can skip it directly, it will not affect anything, warning about poisonous point)

At eight o'clock in the evening, Moxiu will broadcast live.

For many people, today is an ordinary day, but for the fans of Dihao, it is an extraordinary day. Today is the third anniversary of the establishment of the Dijiajun.

As the top three anchors in Moxiu's live broadcast, Di Hao is well-known in the entire anchor circle.

Today is the anniversary of the third anniversary of the founding of the Imperial Family Army. Dihao made a lot of noise and started planning a long time in advance.

Before eight o'clock in the evening, Dihao started the live broadcast, and the number of people in his live broadcast room exceeded [-] in just ten minutes, and the number is still rising.

Many well-known people in the anchor world also came to Dihao's live broadcast room to congratulate the third anniversary of the establishment of the Dijia Army. Various gifts were swiped up one after another. Rockets and yachts filled the entire screen.

"Thank you all good friends for your support. Dihao sincerely thanks you. I hope that our Dijia army will become more and more prosperous. In the days to come, we will join hands and keep moving forward!"

Dihao on the screen was very excited, and the feeling of being surrounded by people greatly satisfied his vanity.In the small live broadcast room, he is the emperor, a well-deserved king.

Calling two songs casually every day, and then paying attention to others, you can make a lot of money. Life is really wonderful.

After Dihao finished speaking, his imperial army began to support him one after another.

"Brother Hao Hongfu Yongchang, the imperial army will last forever!"

"Brother Hao, I will always support you. I have to let you stand up today, even if I borrow money, I have to give you gifts!"

"Brother Hao really has face, Moxiu's famous big anchors are all down the air, give me a place for Brother Hao, you are awesome!"

……

Dihao's live broadcast was in full swing, but Su Yiyang, who was at home, didn't know it at all.

After saying hello to the people from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, Su Yiyang opened a live broadcast room on Moxiu Live, and then posted a link on Feixun's blog.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, Su Yiyang was dressed more casually, with short sleeves and shorts, simple and clean.

A few seconds after Su Yiyang forwarded the link, the number of people displayed above the live broadcast room began to increase rapidly.

In just 5 minutes, the number of people exceeded 10, and the number is still increasing rapidly, approaching the [-] mark.

"Wow, it's really Su Yiyang, so handsome!"

"Yangzi should be at home, right? It's so warm when you smile!"

"I was going to sleep, but I was dragged up by my best friend. I thought she was lying to me, but I didn't expect it was really Yang Yang!"

The number of people who commented was huge, and it was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone like a waterfall, and the number could not be clearly seen at all.

Seeing the increasing number of people, Su Yiyang was also a little surprised, and had a more intuitive understanding of his appeal.

"Hi everyone, I'm Su Yiyang. Today I'm invited by the Voice of Dreams program group to promote this Friday's Dream Night. I hope everyone will support me a lot. I'm here to thank everyone in advance!" Su Yiyang smiled and said to the screen.

"Support, support, you must support!"

"Is it a new song? I'm looking forward to it!"

"Yangyang, I'm your fan. I like listening to your songs very much. You are definitely a well-deserved champion!"

All kinds of voices are all supportive, and the enthusiasm of the fans is very high.

"Thank you everyone, everyone guessed right, the song I prepared on Friday is indeed a new song, I..."

Although it was Su Yiyang's first live broadcast, he was quite comfortable, chatting with fans, and there was no situation where he had nothing to say.

Su Yiyang was more interested in being able to have a direct conversation with fans, and the chat was very happy.

Yun Wanyi sat not far from Su Yiyang, holding a fruit plate in her arms, and looked at the TV from time to time, Su Yiyang from time to time, and the phone screen from time to time.

On the mobile phone was Su Yiyang, who was broadcasting live. Yun Wanyi secretly followed the movement in the live broadcast room, with a smile on her pretty face.

……

On the other hand, Di Hao, who was live broadcasting, saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room had not fluctuated for a long time, and there was even a slight downward trend, and his face changed slightly.

Could it be that a big anchor started the broadcast?Di Hao secretly guessed in his heart, but looking at the fans in the live broadcast room, he found that several anchors similar to him were in his live broadcast room, and it was impossible to start the broadcast.

At this moment, Dihao was a little puzzled, the big anchors who were similar to him didn't start broadcasting, so where did all the people who left this time go?
At this moment, the fans in the live broadcast room gave him a solution.

"Su Yiyang actually started a live broadcast? Everyone went to his live broadcast room, the number of people has exceeded [-]!"

"What kind of bullshit is Su Yiyang? How dare you start a live broadcast at this time? You're getting impatient!"

"Today is the third anniversary of the founding of our Imperial Family Army. How dare he break ground on Tai Sui's head? You can't find death!"

"A little singer who broke the third line, our brother Hao is the king of the anchor world, don't say anything, the emperor's army is dispatched, beat him for me!"

Before Di Hao could say anything, the fans of the Imperial Army in the live broadcast room were all angry, as if they had been greatly humiliated, groups of three and four began to flock to Su Yiyang's live broadcast room.

With such kung fu skills, Di Hao has almost understood the situation.For the actions of the fans, he did not stop him in any way. Instead, there was a hint of support in his words.

Dihao was very angry. He was the king of the live broadcasting industry, and only the first-tier celebrities could barely stand shoulder to shoulder with him. How could a third-tier singer not give him face?
Living in the praise of fans for a long time, Dihao has lost his way, and he doesn't know what his status is, and he can't grasp his own weight.

On the other side, Su Yiyang, who was originally chatting with fans, suddenly found that there were more and more curses in the comments, gradually covering up many normal comments.

"Su Yiyang, get lost, if you dare to provoke our imperial army, you will die!"

"What, dare to earn traffic with our brother Hao?"

"Get out, I want to broadcast the live broadcast until after twelve o'clock, now it's time for the Imperial Army, clear the venue!"

"Hurry up to Brother Hao's live broadcast room to apologize. If you don't apologize, we will end up with you. Believe it or not, our imperial army will go to the middle version of Feixun's blog to slaughter you?"

"Sincerely apologize, I beg Brother Hao to forgive me, otherwise this matter will never end!"

When Su Yiyang saw these comments, he was baffled and at the same time felt very ridiculous.

"Where do these trolls come from? Who is Brother Hao? What is he? Is he the 45th generation grandson of Kangxi and Qianlong? Still kneeling down? How silly?" , His complexion was also a little blue.

After all, being scolded by a group of people inexplicably, scolding father and mother, no one will have a good temper...

　Thank you for your great support, but I hope everyone’s votes will not stop. The master behind him is very tight. Qingfeng doesn’t want to be exploded, thank you~
　　
　
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