Shenhao started as a military training anchor

Chapter 2 I can’t feel sorry for you at all

The special effects of the rocket sent by Holly had not disappeared yet. The anchor Pickle Jiang stared blankly at the barrage and suddenly became nervous.

She was not surprised that "Instructor Huo", a first-level trumpet, had spending power, but was thinking about what she had just said.

I’ve got a gift for you!

Do you want to do a triathlon?
It's so late, what should I do?

Now go out to swim in the Songhua River?
Pickle Sauce realized that something was not right about her situation.

He quickly apologized to Holly, "Instructor Huo, this is my live broadcast style. I like to have a good talk occasionally, all for the effect of the show.

You have a broad mind and a big picture, so don’t argue with me, a small anchor, okay?

begging!
It would be dangerous for a weak girl like me to run out at night. "

Start winking and acting coquettishly.

This trick didn't work for Holly, not to mention the experience that Pickle Sauce could gain from military training. He had watched live broadcasts for so many years, and he liked the talkative anchors from military training the most.

Just as I was about to type, the other water friends in the live broadcast room had already become irritable.

"Hob huh?"

"The hob is immediately removed!"

"Brothers, start brushing the hob!"

"..."

The live broadcast room with more than [-] people online was bombarded with barrages from thousands of people.

The thing that water friends hold the most grudge against is the anchor's hob.

Although Pickle Sauce has just launched, it has received training and knows what things are likely to cause public outrage.

But she didn't see Holly's barrage, so she was lucky. What if Instructor Huo was a sympathetic person?
"What kind of hob should I use? I keep my word and never do the hob. Instructor Huo hasn't said anything yet. Why are you beeping?
The gift was given by Instructor Huo, so you guys have to pretend! "

First he retorted with a barrage, and then pretended to be pitiful and whispered softly, "Instructor, can you forgive Xian Cai for his offense this time?

Can you feel sorry for the pickles? "

Holly shook his head and smiled. This Northeastern girl is a natural comedian, and she looked quite happy.

Instructor Huo: "I don't feel bad at all!"

Pickle Jiang's face immediately darkened. She didn't expect to meet a serious water friend today!
Isn’t the sexy dance beautiful?

What triathlon are you watching?
Pickle Jiang said: "The instructor gave me a gift, I will definitely make it.

Instructor Huo, can you change a subject?Triathlon is really out of the question right now. "

Instructor Huo: "Push-ups?"

"Okay, I'll do push-ups!" Pickle Sauce said cheerfully, "Can 100 be okay?"

"One hundred? Did the strong wind bring you the money to be the eldest brother?"

"500 yuan, one hundred push-ups, five yuan each, brother, I will start a live broadcast, you do it for me, I can do [-]!"

"One piece is enough, five hundred pieces. Come on, pickles, show me!"

"..."

Xiancai stared at the barrage with a black look on his face, and really wanted to curse out, you guys are just watching the fun and don't think it's a big deal!

Five hundred push-ups were definitely not enough for pickles. Holly wanted to complete the military training mission to gain experience, so he sent a barrage, "Half the amount, 250!"

"Okay, okay! This number is auspicious!"

"Brother has spoken, then there are 250, we will help you count them!"

"..."

"Thank you, instructor Huo, for the rocket!" Xiancai didn't forget to thank him.

I took off my high heels, lay on the ground, took out two napkins and covered my chest, fearing that I would be exposed and blocked.

"Bend your arm, it's not standard, try again."

"Where are you, Sun and Earth? Is this how you do push-ups?"

"Stop covering up. You can't see a little bit. We're only looking at push-ups. Who's looking at Xuezi?"

"Still not a family member anymore? Are you guarding us like this!"

"..."

Barrage is fun!

At this rate, 250 push-ups would probably take a while, and Holly was going to go downstairs to have dinner first.

Instructor Huo: "Brothers, help me supervise. I'll go downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes."

"Okay! Instructor Huo, don't worry, there is only one missing, we will scold her to death."

"Instructor Huo, touch one."

"..."

Holly went downstairs and came out of the community. The night market outside had just started to pick up a little bit and wasn't too crowded yet. He sat down and ordered a few skewers and two bottles of beer.

While waiting for the food to be served, take out your mobile phone and open the Qiangyin APP to enter the pickle sauce live broadcast room.

Pickles was sweating profusely and breathing heavily.When his arms went down, he was shaking.

"65!"

"66!"

Netizens are still counting.

As soon as Pickle Jiang stood up, she was scolded "Hob" by the barrage again.

At this moment, she had an idea in her mind, it was too difficult to earn 500 yuan!

And excluding the commission from the platform and the guild, she still couldn’t get 500 yuan.

My heart is bitter!

After taking a sip of water, "Instructor Huo is still there? Can I take a break? I promise to finish it, even if I stay up all night, and I will never cut it."

The attitude is quite correct.

Instructor Huo: "Okay!"

"Thank you, instructor Huo, my good big brother, you dote on me so much." Pickle Sauce comforted herself.

After resting for about ten minutes, I continued.

When Holly finished her late-night snack, she barely finished 150 and sat slumped on the floor, staring at the computer blankly.

Looks a little dull.

After waiting for a while, he stood up and said, "I can't do it anymore, family, I can't do it anymore, I'm getting cold.

Instructor Huo, I can’t do push-ups anymore, my hands are still shaking! "

Pickles raised his hands to show off.

"Hahahaha! It's so funny."

"Why am I so happy to see it!"

"Xiancai, Xiancai, let's see if you dare to get high or not in the future?"

Many water friends who watch the live broadcast like to watch the female anchor suffer. The harder the suffering, the happier they are watching.

Holly understands the mentality of water friends, he was once such a person.

Pickles prayed: "Instructor Huo, I will never roll. There are only a hundred push-ups left. Can I use squats instead?"
Can I do two hundred squats? "

Instructor Huo: "Okay!"

Pickles wiped the sweat from his forehead, played a piece of music to beat chicken blood, took two steps back, and began to squat, "1, 2, 3..."

Holly walked into the nearby convenience store with his mobile phone and smiled at the young teller, "Night shift again?"

The teller smiled and nodded.

She is Holly's neighbor, her name is Song Wenwen. She is a recent graduate who failed the postgraduate entrance examination and is working while preparing for World War II.

Holly had a good impression of her. She was very beautiful and didn't like makeup. She always wore a floral dress and a pair of white shoes, which gave her a bit of campus white moonlight flavor.

He usually coded at home, sometimes sitting for a whole day and rarely going out. Song Nuannuan worked two shifts at the convenience store, day shift and night shift. Holly often asked her to bring him breakfast in the morning.

"A package of emperors!" Holly said.

Song Wenwen closed his review materials and got Holly a pack of cigarettes from the cigarette cabinet.

Holly paid with his mobile phone, glanced at the instant noodles on Song Nuannuan's right, and said with concern, "Eat less instant noodles, it's not good for your health!"

Song Wenwen followed: "Eating less barbecue is not good for your health."

Holly smiled and said, "I care about you and you are still quarreling with me!"

"I'm also concerned about you!" Song Wenwen smiled.

"Then I thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

"The breakfast will remain the same tomorrow morning, and the money will be transferred to you later."

"Yeah!" Song Nuan nodded.

When other customers came in, Holly stopped disturbing her and left the convenience store with a cigarette.

Go home and light a cigarette.

When she clicked on Pickle Sauce’s live broadcast room, she was still doing squats.

Instructor Huo: "How many are there?"

"170, instructor!"

"Come on pickles, it's done soon!"

“Pickles are awesome!”

"..."

The direction of the barrage changed, and pickles' tenacity and upright attitude were recognized by water friends, who began to cheer for her.

(End of this chapter)