After A Hundred Days Of Survival In The Wilderness, I Received A Mysterious Gift

"Why do you think so? I have heard a saying that only people with dark hearts can think of others so darkly.

A smile appeared on Ye Fan's face.

"Brother, I think I took them in with bad intentions, so I can only say, I'm very sorry! Do you think others are as wretched as you?"

Naturally, Ye Fan would not be polite to such unreasonable black fans.

The two sentences made the yellow-haired man's face change.

"Well said! I didn't expect Xiao Fanfan to be so wise! I love it!"

"666, I love hearing this. There is no need to be polite to such an ugly, brainless black fan with a dark heart!"

"I am a hacker who is invading the other party's computer. I will reveal his true identity later!"

"Haha, well said! People with dark hearts will look at everything in a dark way. It seems that this dear man has a dark heart.

In the chat channel of the live broadcast room, Ye Fan fans became active again.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be quite sharp-tongued on the 37th. Don't you think this program on Mango Channel is fishy?"

"It is said that this show relies on drawing lots to determine the list of contestants, but why can a professional player like No. 37 be drawn by drawing lots?"

"Don't you think that No. 37 and No. 2183 may be arranged by the organizer?"

Huang Mao talked eloquently, and this time he aimed his attack at Mango Terrace.

"Whether it's because I want fans who like me or the viewers in front of the TV to judge for themselves, but it's because I'm here with bad intentions. I seem to be getting money to do things, right? But I don't know which person or unit can hire me." How can I touch this great god, my dear friend?"

Ye Fan sneered.

A flash of panic flashed in Huang Mao's eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

However, Ye Fan still noticed this moment of panic.

Now he was even more sure that this might not just be his fan, but might be someone invited by a competitor of Mango Channel to cause sabotage.

In this case, there is no need to be polite to him.

"Haha, I found it. It turns out that this person's name is Zhu Zhanbing, and his nickname is 'Huang Mao'. He is a gangster. I found this from his computer. Come and watch!"

At this moment, a netizen with the ID name "Guardian Faith" on the chat channel posted several screenshots.

"Hey, this is a photo of Huang Mao and a man. The man who took the photo with him is an executive from Narcissus Terrace. I will take a screenshot of this man's information for everyone to see."

"Huang Mao's IP address is in Narcissus Building, which is where Narcissus Terrace is located. It seems that someone paid to come here."

"It's terrible! In order to defeat your competitors, you use such despicable methods!"

"I used to see Narcissus Terrace often, but now I swear I will never see them again.

Because netizen "Guard Faith" released conclusive evidence, the live broadcast room suddenly exploded.

However, Shuixiandai's failure to steal the chicken will only result in a loss of rice, and there is no doubt that its reputation will be completely ruined.

"Number 37, count you lucky!"

Huang Mao, who was still on Lianmai, saw that the situation was not good and quickly hung up on Lianmai.

At this time, on the top floor of Narcissus Building, a man in his fifties glared at several middle-aged men with a dark face.

"Is this how you do things? What the hell are you doing here!"

After a burst of thunder, the man in his fifties waved his hands tiredly.

"You go to the Finance Department to get an extra month's salary! You don't have to come to work tomorrow!"

"you dare!"

"Mr. Huang is really good at burning down bridges when crossing rivers! Isn't it that Mr. Huang has forgotten what we did before?"

After listening to this, several men showed expressionless expressions. One of them suddenly sneered, and they all pressed towards the fifty-year-old man.

"You, what do you want to do? This is a legal society, don't mess around!"

"Don't be like this, we have something to discuss!"

The man in his fifties was frightened, and he quickly forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and begged for mercy in a low voice.

"Okay! We won't move you, but you must give us a few, 10 million each! Otherwise, you should know very well what will happen!

After the middle-aged men finished speaking, they left gloomily.

"Oh, what's the matter with this!"

After they left, the man in his fifties sat slumped in his office chair, completely lost in thought.

"We don't need to be familiar with such a boring person. Now, let's pick up the second consecutive wheat!"

At the gate of Camp 37, the live broadcast is in full swing.

Ye Fan received another continuous mic.

This time, the person who matched up with him was a very cute girl, but with a gloomy expression.

Judging from his age, he seems to be 14 or 5 years old at most.

"Fanfan, I, I feel so tired from living! Only by watching your live broadcast can I feel better.

The girl's face was filled with gloom and her whole person was listless.

"No, what's wrong with you? Have you encountered anything troublesome?"

Ye Fan was surprised and asked quickly.

"Fanfan, I don't want to study anymore! But my parents have to force me to go to school! Sometimes I really want to jump down from dozens of floors and close my eyes and end it all."

The girl's words caused the live broadcast room to explode again, and fans commented one after another, all of which were words of persuasion.

It would be a great tragedy if such a lovely young girl really couldn't think about it and sought death.

"You should go to junior high school immediately! If you don't study, what do you want to do?"

Ye Fan frowned. Although he didn't fully understand the inner thoughts of such problematic girls, he had been born in two lifetimes and had more experience than the average person.

Therefore, he can still guide the problem girl.

"What to do, I want to open a store or do a live broadcast or something."

The girl thought for a while and said.

"Don't be angry if I tell you the truth! Your ideas are very unrealistic! I didn't mean to hurt you. Opening a store requires money, connections, and various resources. Do you, a minor, have these?"

Ye Fan spoke eloquently.

"Even if your parents can provide you with start-up capital, I think the possibility of your business being successful is probably less than one thousandth."

"As for the industry of live broadcasting, minors are not allowed to get involved in it! To say the least, even if you can really live broadcast, it will be difficult to become popular."

“Don’t look at the many anchors on the Internet. They all seem to be quite popular, but they are only a small group of people at the top of the pyramid, less than 1%. In fact, more than 99% of anchors earn less than 2,000 yuan a month. Yuan! It’s not that easy to support yourself.”

"So, let me give you a piece of advice, think twice before doing anything, and don't do impulsive things easily. Of course, your parents may be lacking in education methods, and you are currently in a rebellious period, which makes it difficult to communicate. .So, I hope you can send me your parents’ phone numbers in a private message, so that I can communicate with them and discuss their children’s education, okay?”

"Okay, thank you Fanfan!"

The girl in question nodded in agreement.

"By the way, what's your online name?"

"Withered rose."

"Okay, don't forget to call later."

"Okay, thank you Fanfan, I'm off!"

The troubled girl Duanmai went offline. Ye Fan sighed slightly, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

Teenage suicide is a worldwide problem.

One of the important reasons is that society does not pay enough attention to it.

Including parents, teachers, and all aspects of society, there is insufficient psychological guidance for these problem teenagers and problem girls, or the handling methods are too rough, which has led to many tragedies that should not have occurred.

"I would like to take this opportunity to make an appeal. As a society, we still don't pay enough attention to the psychological problems of teenagers, which has led to some tragedies."

"If there are parents in the online audience, I hope you can pay more attention to your children and communicate with them more. This may prevent many tragedies from happening!"

Ye Fan said this with a heavy heart in front of the camera.

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