Ten Times Rebate System

Chu Feng decided to fight against the Hanfu girl, opened the emperor here, and then went back to fight Tian Xiaofei in the face.

Qin Bingbing was just about to get up and dance when he was shocked by the flash screen effect and the glittering words.

"Congratulations to the poor boy, the emperor opened in Bingbing's live studio. Let's go around and have a look at the emperor."

This news, however, indicates that the number of people living in Qin Bingbing's studio began to rise.

"Thank you, my friend, for watching Bingbing's dance. Thank you for your support. Thank you, thank you..."

Qin Bingbing's face was full of excited smile, excited and nervous, and he didn't know how to say it, where he was always grateful.

In addition, the live broadcasting room is becoming more and more popular, and all kinds of news keep coming.

"Lying trough, money is willful, direct emperor start."

"If you find a local tyrant, please hold his thigh."

"Do local tyrants lack pendant? I can warm the bed and have eighteen postures. "

"120000, bullshit..."

……

All kinds of kneeling lick constantly, but Chu Feng if to ignore, light down a line of words.

"You're welcome. I'll dance more for you in the future. You're good at dancing and you're good at people, especially you in Hanfu."

A golden and bold subtitle rolled over the screen, which was the emperor's privilege.

"Wow, brother local tyrant, I can dance too. Please cover me."

"Little brother, there are many Hanfu in my family. Would you like to study how to wear them together?"

"Bingbing, this is the elder brother who has a crush on you. You will also have a elder brother in the future. Please call him as soon as possible. What's your friend? Do you understand the rules?"

As soon as Chu Feng spoke, he licked again.

"Big brother, I can't speak. Don't be angry. If you want to see a dance, I'll dance for you."

After a while, Qin Bingbing was a little nervous, so she was at a loss.

"Yes, you can. When the train starts, brother, you need to check your skills so that you can drive in all kinds of postures in the future."

"Horse dance, horse dance, get dry!"

……

The live broadcast was full of talented people. All of a sudden, all kinds of dances that are easy to break the rules roll all over the speaking area. Looking at the names of these dances, Qin Bingbing blushes slightly.

These are too coquettish. How could she jump out.

But what if big brother says? Do I really want to jump?

Her best friend taught him some erotic dance, but so many people couldn't dance.

"Just feel free to have an old-fashioned dance. Don't be nervous."

An emperor's exclusive barrage flashed by.

"OK, thank you, brother emperor."

Qin Bingbing began to dance, and Chu Feng's operation made the whole platform envious and full of discussion.

After all, there are a lot of customers, but there are really not many people who open the emperor. The emperor number of this platform can be counted, and it is basically used by several major guilds.

What's the name of that sentence?

The gentry's money is returned, and the common people's money is three to seven!

That's why there are so many fans who want to earn money from fans. It's the fans who are forced to make money from fans. The anchor and the fake local tyrant use the fans to circle money. The money from the local tyrant's brush will be returned to the fans. In the end, the local tyrant will have face and the anchor will have income. This is also the default rule of the live broadcast industry.

Therefore, a new number in a new live room opened emperor, or quite a sensation.

No, in a short time, the Lord, the Viscount, the count... And even two emperors came to the studio.

For a while, the atmosphere soared and the number of people soared.

And Chu Feng also saw a familiar name.

Lord little flying dragon comes to the live room.

"Hey, hey, I'll kill you today." Chu Feng looked at the little dragon, a smile, heart from a plan.