What age are you in, and you’re still a traditional villain?

Chapter 430 Get out of the way, I'm going to show off (ask for monthly tickets, follow-up reading, and collection)
Mo Fan is a contracted anchor of Huwei Live, with 1.2 million fans on the platform. His live streaming style has always been to flirt with super ugly girls and say sweet words to those meat mountain tanks, which has attracted a large number of viewers who are just there for fun.

After adjusting the live broadcast equipment, Mo Fan first sent a live broadcast announcement in the fan group, and then started the live broadcast.

The title of the live broadcast room is 'How to Become a Male God'.

Obviously, the Son of Fortune, who has been suppressed for so long, is going to start showing off.

Mo Fan was feeling angry.

He wanted to use this live broadcast to vent all the grievances he had suffered in the past month.

He wanted to tell everyone that there was nothing wrong with his aesthetic taste. In the past, he flirted with super ugly girls for live broadcast effects. Beautiful women were his true love.

In just a few minutes, more than 800 VIP viewers flocked into Mo Fan's live broadcast room.

Netizens who follow Mo Fan do so just for fun. When they saw that Mo Fan had started broadcasting again, the netizens who entered the live broadcast room started posting comments.

"The brave man has started looking for new prey. I wonder which ugly guy will be the new lucky winner."

"There aren't many ugly girls left that the anchors would like. Pretty girls in the world all look the same, but ugly girls are all ugly in their own ways."

"Every time I finish watching the anchor's live broadcast, I have to go to the Star Show area to wash my eyes. It's really eye-catching. I can't understand how the anchor can say such things. I feel weak in the knees after watching them."

"The anchor is really hungry, and anyone can eat it."

"The above poster is wrong, and extremely wrong. The anchor is not willing to take any woman. The anchor is very picky when it comes to finding women. The anchor will not take any woman unless it is a super ugly woman. Ordinary ugly women will not work. It must be a super ugly woman. Not to mention those beautiful women with good looks and curvy bodies. The anchor will not even look at them twice."

"The host has really good teeth."

"Place your bets. This time the anchor will need a few days to take down the new super ugly girl. I guess it will be within three days."

"Five days, three days is too short. The last time, the anchor took four and a half days to get the super tank. Three days is too far-fetched. Even though the girl he is chasing is super ugly, the anchor can't get her in three days."

"..."

Looking at the constantly scrolling comments in the live broadcast room, Mo Fan's face suddenly became extremely ugly. These were all the dark histories that he didn't want to recall.

Mo Fan would never go through these memories of kneeling and licking the dead fat pig again, and he didn't even want to recall them.

"The little haters in the live broadcast room, stop spamming the screen. Can't you see that I was just putting on a show?"

Mo Fan smiled stiffly and explained, "It's all fake, it's all scripted. How could I possibly like a fat pig? My taste has always been normal. I like fair-skinned, beautiful women with long legs!"

However, netizens in the live broadcast room did not believe Mo Fan’s explanation at all, and continued to post comments on their own, with ridicule between the lines.

"It's okay, anchor. There's nothing wrong with liking ugly people. It's not something you can't face in public. At most, you'll be embarrassed to meet your ancestors in the underworld after you die. But anchor, you've already been like this, there's no need to care about your face!"

"Don't quibble. We are all related. It's ok to deceive yourself, but don't try to deceive us. No one will believe you."

"The tank anchor from last time has already been on base. I saw the video you posted this morning. I admire the anchor's courage. You are worthy of being the bravest man in Jiangnan."

"I see. The host is going to create some show effects. He won't connect with a pretty lady today, right?"

“I don’t even look at beautiful women anymore.”

"..."

No matter how Mo Fan explained, the audience in the live broadcast room didn't believe what he said at all. They believed that his aesthetic was to only like ugly women. The uglier they were, the more he loved them. The prettier the woman, the less he would even look at her.

[The son of luck, Mo Fan, has a mental breakdown...]

He did nothing and just a few minutes after opening the live broadcast, the barrage of comments sent by netizens in the live broadcast room broke Mo Fan's defense.

Fuck!
A bunch of idiots. If I didn’t need you to witness my great moment of rise, I would have kicked you out of the live broadcast room a long time ago… Mo Fan suppressed his anger and tried not to read the comments: “In the past, I always wanted to get along with you on an equal footing, but what I got in return was ridicule and abuse. Now I won’t pretend anymore. I’m going to show my cards. I’m a billionaire.”

Mo Fan's words were extremely arrogant, but no one in the live broadcast room believed what he said and didn't buy his account at all.

"Anchor, just fool yourself, you can't fool everyone. I really don't want to treat you as a fool!"

"Host, we all know your situation very well. A week ago, when you were licking Sister Furong's ass, she offered you 500,000 yuan to sleep with her. You left the broadcast at lightning speed, and the next day Sister Furong posted a photo of the two of you lying in bed on Weibo."

"The above, your information is outdated. The anchor stayed at Sister Furong's house for three days and three nights for a night's accommodation fee of 500,000 yuan. Later, Sister Furong had no money to renew the rent and was kicked out by the landlord. It turns out that Sister Furong had no money at all and she was deceived by the landlord."

“I admit that you have one million followers now, but you are still far from being a billionaire!”

"Billions? Do you know how much money a billion is? Have you ever seen a small goal? Do you have a million in your pocket now? Stop bragging and go find an ugly girl to lick. If you don't lick an ugly girl, I won't be able to eat."

"..."

At this time, there were more than 1,900 VIP guests in Mo Fan's live broadcast room, and none of them believed that what Mo Fan said was true.

Seeing the netizens who were singing a different tune from him and clearly looked down on him, Mo Fan immediately became anxious: "You bunch of old-fashioned people, do you know how much money I have? If I tell you, you'll be scared to death."

Two billion.

Twenty billion in cash falling down could kill a lot of people.

"You don't believe it, right?"

Mo Fan was silent for a long time. "Today I will take you to check the rooms. I will only check for female anchors with good looks and good figures. As long as the female anchor has a good look and figure, I will give her gifts until I get her contact information."

Mo Fan's words confused the netizens in the live broadcast room. For a moment, they couldn't figure out whether what Mo Fan said was true or just for the show effect.

But soon, they overreacted.

****** would actually believe that a person who only loves ugly women would give gifts to beautiful women?
My tits are broken.

The netizens who reacted immediately started to attack. Suddenly the screen was full of ridicule and contempt. Some angry guys even started to curse Mo Fan's ancestors.

The comments posted by netizens would make even a normal person blush, let alone the Son of Fortune who is particularly impulsive!

It seems that no matter what the Son of Fortune does, he will be questioned and ridiculed, even if he is attacked face to face. Even if what the Son of Fortune is about to do has nothing to do with passers-by, passers-by will still kick him.

If the anchor who said these words was not Mo Fan, but any other anchor, perhaps some people would post comments to make fun of him, but there would definitely be no cursing. Most people would just laugh it off and not post comments.

But it didn't work for Mo Fan. There were two thousand VIPs in the live broadcast room, and the barrage of comments was swishing across the screen as fast as a rocket. It seemed as if everyone was typing on the keyboard to send barrage of comments, and the speed was so fast that the keyboard was about to smoke.

"All of you open your eyes and see what a true male god and a true super rich man are." Mo Fan didn't look at the barrage of comments. In his mind, he kept telling himself not to care about them. The stupid netizens in the live broadcast room were all jealous. However, the more he told himself so, the more he couldn't help but glance at the barrage of comments from time to time.

Seeing that all the comments were mocking me, I couldn't control my mentality and it broke down.

[The son of luck, Mo Fan, has a mental breakdown...]

“Fuck!”

"I'll ban you if you keep scolding me."

Mo Fan forced himself to divert his attention and stopped paying attention to the stupid comments. Instead, he clicked on the appearance section and looked for the live broadcast room of a popular female anchor.

Soon, Mo Fan found the live broadcast room of a female anchor named "Momo", who had more than 700,000 followers.

This was a live dance studio. When Mo Fan clicked in, he heard the sound of a train passing by. The music was a popular dance music.

Mo Fan immediately became interested.

Momo has a great figure, with a curvy figure and long legs covered in black stockings. Especially when she dances, it seems as if there are hooks in her eyes and her expression is just right, which can hook people's souls away.

"System, what is Momo's appearance score?"

Mo Fan asked in his heart, but he felt that it must be more than 90 points. With this figure, this butt, and this look, it would be unfair to get anything less than 90 points.

【Ding! 】

[After testing, the anchor's appearance score is 92 points, which meets the requirements. ]

92 points!
Mo Fan's eyes widened instantly. He didn't expect that he was so lucky. The first anchor he checked had an appearance score of over 90 points.

meet the requirements.

The netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned by Mo Fan's reaction.

"Don't play me, anchor. Is this what you should watch? Don't you only like ugly girls? Why are you looking at beautiful girls?"

"Fuck! Can the anchor please restrain his gaze? It's like a hungry wolf seeing a lamb."

"This guy can't really like beautiful women, right? I gave him a gift a few days ago. Damn! Am I being ripped off?"

"Learn about refunds for minors."

"Looking at the host's reaction, I had no doubt that he would take it out and shoot in the next second. The look in his eyes was too fiery and too scary."

"..."

The comments in the live broadcast room suddenly changed direction. Everyone was worried that Mo Fan didn't really like beautiful women, and that his previous flirting with ugly girls was just a show effect.

But more netizens still believe that the current Mo Fan is just doing it for the show effect, and the ugly girl is his true love.

92 points, perfectly meets the requirements, I am so lucky... Mo Fan was very excited, but he still did not forget to show off in front of netizens: "All of you open your eyes and watch me carefully, and see how I use money to get her contact information."

Without further ado, Mo Fan directly transferred 10 million to the account of 'Mo Fan the Extraordinary'.

At this time, Mo Fan was already so overwhelmed by the ridicule from the netizens in the live broadcast room that he did not notice that the platform could actually recharge 10 million at one time. In the past, the maximum single recharge on Huwei Live could not exceed 50,000, but this time he recharged 10 million at one time and it was done smoothly.

With money in his account, Mo Fan became arrogant, and even pretended to be great in front of the netizens in the live broadcast room: "Watch me, see how I ask for your contact information."

Directly brushed 100 Tiger Tail No. .

One Tiger Tail No. 1 costs one thousand yuan, and one hundred of them costs one hundred thousand yuan.

One hundred thousand yuan was instantly missing from the account, but Mo Fan didn't even blink, because if he spent one hundred thousand yuan on Momo now, he would get a rebate of two hundred thousand yuan when he succeeded in winning her over.

After finishing, Mo Fan began to type and send barrages. His barrages were different from those of others. Mo Fan's barrages were in large golden letters, and netizens in the live broadcast room could see them first.

"Mo Fan is not ordinary: Mo Mo, can you give me your contact information?"

Seeing Mo Fan's straightforward comments, the netizens in the live broadcast room became upset.

"Fuck, are you serious?"

"One hundred Tiger Tail No. 1s, that's 100,000 yuan. I can't even make 100,000 yuan a year, and the anchor just gave it away?"

"Is the anchor so rich? No, is it licking ugly girls that makes so much money?"

"Has the anchor landed? Will he lick ugly girls again in the future?"

"Host, don't go ashore. You are the only one on this track. If you go ashore, we will see who will go!"

The netizens in the live broadcast room were completely shocked. They originally thought that Mo Fan said that just to show off, but who would have thought that he was serious.

It took two and a half minutes for the special effects of the One Hundred Tiger Tail No. 1 to fade away. The One Hundred Tiger Tail No. 1 also controlled the netizens in Momo's live broadcast room for two and a half minutes.

The gift special effects faded away, and the message that Mo Fan typed appeared.

Netizens in Momo's live broadcast room immediately felt it was a pity, and they all thought that Momo would definitely hand over her contact information. After all, asking for a female anchor's contact information in order to give gifts was very common in the live broadcast industry, but it was the first time they had seen someone as high-profile as Mo Fan.

Gifts worth hundreds of thousands of dollars can be given away at will, and no female anchor can resist such temptation.

However, Momo just said, "Thank you, Brother Mo Fan, for sending the 100 Tiger Tail No. 1s. Thank you, Brother," and that was all.

It seemed as if he didn’t see the comment Mo Fan posted.

After thanking them, Momo put on her headphones and sat down, panting and licking her tongue: "Brothers, you can order a dance if you give gifts. You can watch any dance you want. As long as the gifts are in place, even a striptease is not impossible!"

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[This chapter has been automatically deleted by the system, about 200 words, I dare not change it, if I change it, it may delete more]

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