Live broadcast: Continuous wheat?The kind of sniper attack across the entire network

Chapter 17
"Okay, for the next person who wants to connect with me, I will start charging~"

"A flat price, a private jet to answer questions on the microphone, and the original price will not be refunded after calculation."

"Of course, it's impossible not to be accurate. I'm just worried that you are afraid of being too accurate."

What Su heard made people feel that she was a little arrogant, which naturally caused some people to want to slap her in the face.

I thought that after the fee was charged, fewer people would apply for continuous wheat. Who knew that at the beginning of the new round, dozens of people would apply for continuous wheat.

Su Ting looked at this data and couldn't help but click her tongue.

"There are less than 100 people in the entire live broadcast room. Didn't you all apply?"

[I don’t know about others, but I applied anyway. 】

[The anchor is so crazy, I want to go up and teach the anchor how to behave! 】

Su Ting laughed and said, "Teach me how to be a good person? Then you can wait for the next round. The destined person in this round is not you."

With that said, Su Ting connected to the first audience member in this round.

The screen is divided into two.

The shot on the opposite side was completely dark.

Su Ting waited for a moment, but when there was still no screen on the other side, he reminded: "Baby, you have to show your face before I can help you with the calculation."

After Su Ting finished speaking, a male voice sounded in the live broadcast room that made him laugh out loud.

"Aren't you known as the divine fortune teller? Can't you figure out who I am?"

With a polite smile on her face, Su Ting emphasized again in a calm tone: "The anchor is for showing people's faces. I can't watch it if you don't show your face."

"This doesn't make it any better. I still say you're not a liar."

The smile on Su Ting's face turned cold.

Everyone in the live broadcast room could also tell that this person was not here to tell fortunes sincerely, or he was here to ruin the show.

【Are you stupid?Don’t understand Chinese?They said you should show your face for fortune telling, are you too shameless to see people? 】

[If you don’t have the face to meet people, don’t go on the mic. You’re wasting other people’s opportunities. You’re sick! 】

[Do you really count?Not counting getting out! 】

Maishang probably didn't expect that he would be boycotted by the live broadcast room, and he was obviously a little flustered.

"I grabbed the opportunity based on my strength. Why should I go down? I just came here to take a vacation. Why are you so excited? Are you all shills hired by the anchor?"

[I think you look like a joke sent by monkeys, you are not in your right mind. 】

[Kick him down, anchor!The spot will be passed to the next person! 】

[I have reasonable suspicion that you are next. 】

Su Ting appeased the audience in the live broadcast room, looked at the camera coldly and asked, "Are you sure you won't show your face and let me count?"

"Yes, if your calculations are accurate, I will admit that you are a good fortune teller! Otherwise, you will make a video admitting that you are a liar and post it on the homepage, where it will be posted for a month!"

The other party's tone was arrogant, as if he was sure that Su Ting was not right.

Su Ting didn't have many fans to begin with, but he could still say a few words of help at the beginning.

There were more and more people watching the excitement behind her, and the voices speaking for her were suppressed.

There are more and more voices echoing this person in the live broadcast room.

Su Ting ignored the people in the live broadcast room and just squinted at the other half of the black screen.

There was a hint of danger in his tone.

"In principle, I can't take the initiative to pry into the fate of human beings, unless you ask me."

"Hahahaha..." The man couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Ah, yes, yes! I'm begging you! I beg you to tell me my fate! If it's accurate, I'll give you the best gift. Expensive gift!”

When Su heard this, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and there was light inside.

How can it be called ruining the situation when it comes to money?

This is the God of Wealth who came to give her money!
"Then I'll thank the boss in advance!" Listening to Su's cheerful tone, it was as if the gift had already been pocketed.

The audience in the live broadcast room was silenced.The person opposite also snorted coldly, obviously not believing that Su Ting could really figure it out.

"Don't thank me so early. Don't cry if your calculation is not accurate. I'm not a pity person."

Su Ting laughed and did not answer his words.

The viewers in the live broadcast room saw Su Ting suddenly close his eyes, raise his right hand and start counting.

[Well, this posture has a bit of flavor. 】

【Laughing to death!In the past, it could be calculated by looking at faces, but this time it was calculated blindly?Are you really treating the audience as fools? 】

[I have had my fortune told by a master before. The master would either read faces or palms, or he would ask for the birth date or write a fortune teller himself.The purpose is to have something that can be used to calculate. I have never seen anything like this that does not require direct calculation. 】

[I have already said that this anchor is a liar, but you yourselves don’t believe it. 】

……

The people on the opposite side watched the barrage in the live broadcast room, and the smile on the face hiding behind the screen became brighter and brighter.

Look!

No liar can avoid falling over in front of him!
He admitted that this woman was somewhat pretty, at least she had a good figure.

If I were to become a good-looking anchor, I might still have a future, but it's a pity that I have to be a fortune teller.

He couldn't stand these pretenders the most!

This female anchor is unlucky if she meets him!

The next second, Su Ting in the live broadcast room opened his eyes.

Everyone immediately looked at Su Ting with bated breath, wondering if she had really figured it out.

"Your name……"

The person opposite had his mouth widened, as if he had seen Su Ting begging for mercy in pain.

However, the next moment, the smile froze on his face.

"Ning Xu."

Ning Xu's eyes widened in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

"I am from Sakura City. I am 28 years old. I am currently working in the capital Furong City. I have a girlfriend I have been with for two years and we were discussing marriage some time ago."

After Su heard this, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately posted questions.

[Is the boss still there?Is the anchor right? 】

【Fuck!Did the anchor really figure it out?real or fake? 】

[You don’t look at your face, you don’t ask your horoscopes, just blindly calculate? ? ?Is it the way I opened the live broadcast room that's wrong? 】

Su Ting glanced at the excited barrage, paused, raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the camera.

"Am I right?"

Ning Xu, who was on the other side of the camera, swallowed, collected his emotions after a moment, and said with a steady voice: "You said so? Who can't talk nonsense?"

When Danmaku heard this, he became excited instantly.

【What's the meaning?Did the host make a mistake? 】

【ha!The anchor finally overturned! 】

"Are you sure I overturned the car? He neither admitted that I was right nor denied that I was right. You said I was talking nonsense, so how about you take out your ID card and prove it."

Of course, Ning Xu didn't dare to show his ID card. Wouldn't that mean he didn't bring it upon himself?

"Are you deliberately inducing me to reveal my identity card information now? If you are not sure, just say so. I won't go too far considering that you are a woman."

Su Ting's face was completely cold now.

"Since you don't admit it, I will continue to announce the results I calculated."

"I hope you won't regret your actions today."

(End of this chapter)