Live broadcast: Want the goddess WeChat, cut a knife and fight Xixi

Chapter 11 [What happened, brother, I just came]

Even Shen Jingbing couldn't help being dazzled when he saw such a beautiful young woman who was full of wifely flavor.

The beautiful young woman stepped forward and said with an apologetic smile:

"Sorry, my daughter also wants to draw a prize. Is it convenient?"

The appearance of the beautiful young woman aroused the envious eyes of most of the mothers of elementary school students present.

Among them, the envy in the eyes of Xiaopangdun's mother is the strongest.

Shen Jingbing smiled slightly and said:

"Of course, free lottery, of course."

Said, Shen Jingbing lowered his head, rubbed the little girl's cute head, and asked:

"What's the girl's name, what grade is she in?"

The little girl with a single ponytail sniffed, and she didn't feel disgusted when a handsome brother like Shen Jingbing rubbed his head. She said in a childlike voice:

"My name is Ma Weiyi, and I'm in the second grade this year!"

It turned out to be a little girl in the second grade.

Shen Jingbing smiled lightly, took out the lottery box, and said:
"Okay, Ma Weiyi, you can draw a lottery!"

"You have three chances to draw a lottery!"

Ma Weiyi nodded, then stretched out her small hand to touch the lottery box.

Seeing the little girl interacting with Shen Jingbing before and after, the netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't help but wailed:
"What a cute little girl, I want to hug her Mama!"

"Looked at this little girl, and then at my daughter... Forget it, I dare not speak!"

"Haha, the anchors are starting to treat them differently. The two children in front didn't ask for their names."

"Such a pretty girl, I would treat her differently!"

"Such a cute girl must be very smart, right? Come and tell Shu Mi, what is your WeChat number?"

"Hey, is that the policeman? There's a prostitute upstairs, torture him away!"

"Brother anchor, why don't this girl let her go, I don't want to see her cry."

"It's rare to agree to go upstairs."

"..."

Soon, under the unbearable gaze of netizens, Ma Weiyi took out the note, and then she opened it with a frustrated expression on her face.

You don't need to look to know that this is a "Thank you for participating".

Shen Jingbing took a look at the note, and it was true.

Then he comforted and said:

"Come again, good luck will favor sensible children."

Ma Weiyi nodded in agreement, then clenched his fists, pulled out another note, opened it, and it was still a "Thank you for participating".

Seeing this scene, netizens almost stopped offering incense and worshiping Buddha:

"Amitabha, God bless, the third one should also be 'Thank you for participating'!"

"I really don't want to see such a pretty girl cry!!"

"Anchor, I order you to make a 'thank you for participating' for her, otherwise it will be cancelled!!!"

"Appearance is justice, don't bully cute girls!"

"I declare that she is already my Yun adopted daughter!"

"..."

But Shen Jingbing was busy drawing the lottery and didn't see the voices of sand sculpture netizens.

He looked at Ma Weiyi who was getting more and more anxious, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, there is one last chance!"

"The kid just now was also drawn for the third time."

With that said, Shen Jingbing pointed to the little fat pier.

Ma Weiyi followed Shen Jingbing's fingers and looked over in a daze.

Seeing Ma Weiyi looking at him, Little Fatty immediately lowered his head, and could vaguely see his face flushed.

Encouraged by Shen Jingbing, Ma Weiyi plucked up the courage again and stretched out her hand to smoke one last time.

But this last one, she was a little afraid to open it.

She raised her head, looked at the beautiful young woman, and asked:

"Mom, can you open this note for me?"

The beautiful young woman smiled slightly and looked at Shen Jingbing.

After getting permission from the stall owner, she took the note in Ma Weiyi's hand and opened it.

Ma Weiyi looked at her mother, but the beautiful young woman just shook her head, and then touched her head.

The little girl lowered her head, she knew the contents of the note from her mother's actions.

The beautiful young woman returned the note to Shen Jingbing.

Just when she was about to thank her and leave with her daughter, she heard Shen Jingbing say softly:

"Congratulations to Ma Weiyi, you have won the 'Congratulations Winner' and become the No.3 winner!"

Hearing this, the beautiful young woman was taken aback and looked at Shen Jingbing.

But Ma Weiyi thought that she had misunderstood what her mother meant, so she jumped up happily.

Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room did not understand what Shen Jingbing meant, and the barrage in the live broadcast room rolled over:
"The little girl should have drawn 'Thank you for participating', but the anchor was afraid that she would be sad, so she said she had won the lottery."

"The anchor is really kind, I will give away a set of exercise books for free!"

"Wait!? Free lottery, isn't this workbook a free gift?"

"I said before that the anchor is vicious, but now I take that back."

"It's not clear whether it's good or bad. Don't wait for the little girl to cry when she sees that the prize is a workbook."

"If so, I will really thank you!!"

"One thing to say, the anchor must have taken a fancy to the girl's mother, right?"

"New here upstairs? Forgot what was broadcast yesterday?"

"If you say that the anchor is a money fan, I still believe it, but he is definitely not lustful."

"Brother, I just came here, please explain in detail!"

"Don't say anything else, just say one thing: He asked for Jiang Luoluo's WeChat yesterday, and then sent her a Fliggy link."

"What the hell? What the upstairs said is true, brother, I just came here, don't lie to me!"

"It's true, there is the original video on station B."

"Damn it, send a flying pig link to Goddess Jiang, is this anchor out of his mind?"

"I can't think of this kind of live broadcast content without pitfalls."

"When I watched the live broadcast, I once doubted the anchor's mental state."

"But no matter what, the three victims have been gathered now,"

"Thinking of Xiaopang and the boy with glasses, I already started laughing."

"Rub your hands together and wait for the lottery!"

"..."

He smiled at the beautiful young woman, as if to thank her.

Shen Jingbing responded with a smile, then looked at Xiaopang, the boy with glasses and Ma Weiyi, clapped his hands and said:

"Okay! Students, we have gathered three winners, and now the draw begins!"

The onlookers on the side laughed and said:

"The winning rate is too high, right? Let's win one!"

"Cub, let's try it later!"

"I don't know what the prize is, but I still have some ideas to look forward to!"

"..."

At this moment, the three winning children, the onlookers, and the netizens in the live broadcast room fixed their eyes on Shen Jingbing's face, waiting for him to announce the prize.

But at this moment, Shen Jingbing narrowed his eyes and said with a smile:

"Before the lottery, I still have a question to ask the two children."

As he spoke, he asked Xiang Xiaopang and the boy with glasses:
"You two, what grade are you in now?"

Fatty said:

"I'm in third grade!"

The boy with glasses nodded and said:

"I'm in fifth grade."

Shen Jingbing smiled and nodded, then took out the black bag, and said:

"Okay, I'm announcing now that the prizes won by the three children are—"

(End of this chapter)