Funeral anchor: I have a building in Shanghai

For a while, Brother Love Letter's fans were in a rage, wishing they could go up and pour some poison on Brother Love Letter.

Some fans who were not so excited commented: "Even if you hide your marriage history, you won't kill him, just get a divorce if you can't make it through."

"This is obviously planned by his wife. Now that I think about it, I know that he will lick his fingers when he flips through the book. Apart from the fans, he is the people around him."

"It can only be said that it is powerful. This move kills people invisible. No one in Conan dares to play like this."

"What kind of deep hatred? That woman is too vicious."

"Sure enough, if you don't marry and have children, you will be safe."

There was even a master hacker who followed the vine and found out that the first person who followed Qingshu after his account was opened was Qingshu's wife.

And her wife almost always likes his videos, and will silently follow him when the live broadcast is on.

For today's live broadcast, that account is also in the live broadcast room.

"Too ruthless, watching my husband die with my own eyes!!"

"Woman: If you don't admit that you have a wife, then I don't have a husband. I really don't have that kind of loss."

"If a woman becomes ruthless, there is really nothing wrong with a man."

The stolen account was instantly taken over by netizens, all kinds of vicious abuse, greetings to the whole family, all they wanted was a crush.

……

"Old~ Boss, there are people who are shameless and eat human blood buns." Xiao Jiu handed the phone to Liu Li angrily, "Obviously we asked the love letter brother Ga, how dare he come to catch the heat."

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What is this nonsense?

What do you mean we let love letter brother Ga?

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

Liu Li took the phone. In the video, it was a university professor with a Mediterranean haircut, and his stubborn bangs were combed to make them shine.

He was wearing reading glasses and a Baobao vacuum flask by his hand, and he looked quite handsome.

"I have something to say about Brother Love Letter."

"Men who do literature are pure in heart. What we want is always literary attainments."

"I've read the poems written by Brother Love Letter. He is talented, but it's a pity."

The barrage popped up in an instant.

"Ms. Zhang is right. I support Brother Love Letter and the death penalty for murderers."

"It turns out that Mr. Zhang is also a fan of Brother Love Letter, Brother Love Letter really deserves it."

"If Brother Love Letter doesn't die, there will be a place for him in the poetry world in the future."

"I'll scold Brother Love Letter's wife Sima again, she's cruel and unworthy of being a human being."

"Mr. Zhang can stand up at this time, Mr. Zhang is really temperamental."

"Ms. Zhang is always at the forefront of surfing. She is such a lovely teacher. If my university teacher is like this, I will definitely not skip class."

"I really like Teacher Zhang. Teacher Zhang seems to be a very kind teacher with a good temper."

"Mr. Zhang is my teacher. We all really like him and respect him very much. Mr. Zhang's literary quality is very high. I was shocked by the number of books in his family."

"Teacher Zhang is worth it~~~"

Teacher Zhang looked at the barrage, smiled slightly, picked up the thermos cup, unscrewed the lid, and said slowly: "Literature is very edifying, I hope everyone can like literature, and can ponder the words and artistic conception inside. You will find that there is a big world in literature, which makes you dizzy."

The bullet screen once again brushed past the rainbow fart.

"Teacher Zhang said it well."

"Suddenly I really want to read a book. I haven't read a book for a long time."

"Does Teacher Zhang have any recommended books?"

……

Liu Li felt goosebumps all over her body when she saw it. She had a little indigestion with this kind of quality.

Just as Liu Li was about to leave, the "Dididi" "Dididi" system sounded a rapid notification.

A transparent panel appeared in front of her eyes, showing——

"Customer detection: ID—Ms. Zhang (Professor of the Department of Literature) of XX University."

"Customer index: 89% (just a little, just a little bit)."

"Customer information: 1. This is Fang Siqi's Paradise Lost; 2. The world is spinning; 3. ???"

"Customer Registration: Please click and follow."

What kind of shit luck is she having, just take a look, she is the target customer.

Liu Li quietly took out her mobile phone, clicked on follow decisively, and flew over the bullet screen with her backhand: "Liuli's funeral is a one-stop service, and I will serve you wholeheartedly. If you book in advance, you can enjoy a [-]% discount. First come, first served. "

There was a momentary stagnation in the bullet screen. The key is that Teacher Zhang didn't feel it at all, and said with a smile: "This Liuli funeral is quite interesting. If I'm going to die, I might consider making a reservation."

Liu Li didn't expect Teacher Zhang to be so good at it. This is the first person who said she would make a reservation. She still has indigestion, and she can't wait to swallow Teacher Zhang's "ferocious" in one gulp.

She quickly typed on the phone with her fingers, "If Mr. Zhang is interested, let me introduce our business to you. We have a professional team, whether it is the location of the cemetery..."

The barrage is numb.

But Liu Li couldn't hold back his hand speed too fast, as if the screen had been swiped at this moment.

I know, Teacher Zhang is talking about Brother Love Letter, and also about literature, but I don't know, I thought Teacher Zhang was advertising for Liuli's funeral.

It's that magical.

"Mr. Zhang, turn off the live broadcast quickly, and the demons and ghosts will retreat."

"This is real death, not a joke."

"Focus on Ga one by one, Liuli Funeral pays attention to Bi Ga, Mr. Zhang, run for your life."

Teacher Zhang is an old god, "People are mortal, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather. Death is not terrible."

"Wow, Mr. Zhang is so enlightened, he really deserves to be a professor."

"@沙玉节谁 Get out of Teacher Zhang's live broadcast room, don't tarnish Teacher Zhang."

"Boycott Liuli funeral."

"Protect our best Teacher Zhang."

Teacher Zhang's live broadcast room frantically poured into the crowd who came to watch, because Liuli Funeral made another move.

The original enthusiasm for Brother Love Letter gradually tilted to Teacher Zhang's side.

Teacher Zhang was not too excited, and smiled kindly, "Thank you everyone for coming to listen to me. Let's return to the love letter brother's matter and the literature matter."

After Mr. Zhang downloaded the broadcast, he frowned and inspected the funeral dragon in Liuli, the magic city. He was calm when he was not broadcasting live, and his face was a little pale. "Damn it, why does this person pay attention to him?"

Obviously he just wanted to take advantage of Brother Love Letter's enthusiasm today, so why would he provoke that Liuli Funeral.

It's not that Teacher Zhang didn't know about Liuli's funeral, the more he thought about it, the more ugly his face became.

He didn't want to die so early, he still had a lot of fun to enjoy, so many well-behaved students were waiting for him, without him, those students would be sad.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door of Teacher Zhang's exclusive office.

"Come in." He said, and immediately adjusted his state.

A girl with a ponytail and a childish face came in. When she saw Teacher Zhang, her eyes were shining, "Mr. Zhang, I have applied for your elective class. I like literature very much. Writing a book, I want to learn more from Mr. Zhang..."