After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

The group of four sat spread out, among which Lin Yu and Feng Yin were the closest. They were in the same row, separated by the aisle in the middle. Lin Yu was in the window seat of the two seats, and Feng Yin was in the middle of the three seats.

Li Sanyi was three rows behind Feng Yin, while Zhang Boer was the farthest away, near the car door.

The high-speed train starts and accelerates, and there is no noise on the train.

Probably because of the recent decrease in tolerance for high-speed train noise on the Internet, everyone is looking at their mobile phones and wearing headphones.

The entire carriage was as quiet as possible without talking. If it weren't for not breathing, people would die, and some people probably wouldn't even want to breathe.

It’s not alarmist, it’s real, especially for parents with children.

Sitting in front of Feng Yin was a parent with a three- or four-year-old child. The child was very sensible and didn't make a fuss or even say anything. He just kept playing quietly with his tablet.

But his mother was very nervous. When her child asked her for a drink of water or to use the toilet, she always told her to keep her voice down.

Feng Yin thinks that when children grow up, they will probably think that taking the high-speed rail is a very scary thing.

However, the parties concerned do not feel that there is anything wrong, and outsiders do not need to intervene.

Feng Yin sat in the middle, with the live broadcast room always open, facing her face.

She didn't say anything. She held her own and chatted with netizens in the comment area of ​​the live broadcast room.

This is the first time I've seen this kind of cool operation.

[I’m very suspicious, what kind of work do you all do? 】

[Feng Yin’s silent live broadcast is also rare. 】

[Don’t think that because she is mute, she can’t have a sharp tongue, her typing is also very lethal. 】

There are not many netizens online, but there are thousands of them, and the number is still rising.

They seemed to treat this place as a large chat space, chatting with each other one by one.

Feng Yin typed in the comment area: Let's chat about gossip, I like to hear it.

A piece of gossip ignited the story-telling energy in the comment section.Ensuring true stories and attractive gossip contents will greatly satisfy Feng Yin's spirit.

As we went back and forth, the car stopped twice. Some people got off and some people got on.

"Ok?"

Facing the camera in the live broadcast room, Feng Yin sighed, and finally raised his lowered head.

At this time, not only her, but also the people next to her were frowning, covering their noses, and looking at the seats around them with boredom.

An unpleasant smell of stinky feet spread throughout the carriage. The new girl next to Feng Yin stopped drinking yogurt and always felt a strange smell.

Forced by the child, he even took out a piece of paper, rolled it into a paper ball, and stuffed it into his nostrils.

Most people choose to remain silent and do not choose to speak out.

Feng Yin took off his headphones, stood up, and looked behind him.

The little girl next to her thought she was going out, so she stood up immediately and hurriedly took off the tissue from her nose.

"Put your shoes on! This is a public place, not your home."

Feng Yin stood up. He hadn't found anyone to take off his shoes yet, but the smell was really unbearable.

When did she become a tolerant person?

Feng Yin's actions immediately won the admiration of the little girl next to her. This sister is so sassy!

The smell continued to exist. Feng Yin nodded to the little girl, walked out of his seat, and began to search.

"I'd better say it nicely now. It won't sound good if I don't put it on again."

"I'm out here, hello, hello, everyone. Get off the car safely. This is the most perfect ending."