After the funeral live broadcast, my paper shop exploded

Chapter 31 Will you pick it up? That's a question
As these words fell to the ground, Ruan Mengmeng's online water friends and hidden black fans all turned to Gu Ling's side.

The number of people watching Gu Ling's live broadcast directly exceeded 50, and the people who followed her never stopped.

Xu Xinyi glanced at it and refreshed it, and it jumped from 70 to 80!
How long has it been!

Quickly cut back to Ling's live broadcast room and continued to watch. It took only three seconds to touch the fish, and the live broadcast room was already full of noise. Even Mai's Ruan Mengmeng hadn't been released yet, but his face was ugly, and he was asking Gu Ling what he meant.

[What do you mean, what do you mean by asking people, I have already said that your beauty business is not very good. You are really professional, here to give you advice, and you still encourage your male fans to scold me for aciding you, you will kick the iron plate sooner or later. 】This person probably has a grudge with Ruanmengmeng, and he calls me a plastic surgeon by name.

It seems that this can prove itself and not hurt others.

Gu Ling saw that Ruan Mengmeng stopped talking and did not go down the mic, just indulged those male fans in cursing, and sighed: "I have heard a saying, why do women make things difficult for women."

"Since you keep the default, then I'll just say it straight, your face is not natural skin, so I will make a mistake when judging, but I can already tell a lot from the palmistry, don't worry about your little aunt. Keep looking, otherwise your current status, income, and everything you enjoy will be affected."

Ruan Mengmeng's face flushed red, holding back the idea of ​​swearing, and defending herself. "I'm doing something good."

"If you insist on looking for it, this matter will be harmful to you instead of beneficial. If you are sure, next time, bring your aunt or the missing girl's birthday."

"No? This matter hasn't been resolved, and I've been wronged for making a fuss, and you just paid me [-]? I know it's not easy for a new anchor, but it can't be like this."

[That's right, it's ugly to eat! 】

[Ruan Mengmeng is right, the anchor wouldn't really do that. 】

Gu Ling said: "I will give feedback on whatever people offer me. Believe it or not. I think the threshold of [-] is already very high. It's not an urgent need. Then what's the purpose?"

Her words were obviously declarative, but for some reason, many people interpreted them as cynicism and cynicism.

[Your mouth is less stinky, we Mengmeng are born with cute girl faces!She was like this a long time ago! 】

[Yes, we Mengmeng are born beautiful, you sour chicken, your face is blurred, don't dare to show your face, trash. 】

Ruan Mengmeng was proud of herself, she knew that she had the most makeup and beauty at the beginning, and then she pretended to live broadcast the accident after she successfully moved her face, and called out the beauty frame in front of these fans. The man marveled at the fact that there are such innocent and lovely beauties in the world.

Since then, there have been many rewards, and the eldest brother has several.

"Let's go down the mic." Gu Ling felt that she had finished the inquiry and reminded the other party.

Unexpectedly, within 10 minutes after hanging up Ruan Mengmeng's mic, the other party played it again.

This time it's not a tipping, but a pk.

The gameplay is that the two anchors will give rewards within 5 minutes. The loser has to listen to the winner’s request. Normally, it’s singing, dancing, making faces, etc., but the more ruthless ones remove makeup on the spot and force them to do dozens of push-ups. The situation is not without.

Old Chen's heart skipped a beat, pk, this thing is not in the new anchor plan at all, not to mention that the other party is still a beautiful anchor with millions of die-hard fans and a big brother!

It stands to reason that Ruan Mengmeng shouldn't be ignorant of this kind of rules, but she did it anyway.

Pick up?

This is a problem.

(End of this chapter)