God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 27 He's "Fire"
I don't know who revealed it, but Song Haochu's incident became known all over the city. He became popular on the entire Internet in one day, and everyone was talking about him.

With such a tragic image, it was on the hot search, I don't know how Song Haochu felt.

There are almost a sea of ​​jokes about him on the Internet.

He was crowned with titles like "One Night Eighteen", "Ace Pilot", "Sharp Shooter".

But most people are dismissive, a person who explodes in this way, who would like him?
Even the address has been dug out, and it has become a check-in place for most Internet celebrities.

"Everyone in the audience, Song Haochu's home is in the back. Who would have thought that he fought here all night, and this battle that cost hundreds of billions of lives has already started."

A female anchor, dressed in cool clothes and pointing a handle at her, introduced the story behind it.

"Hey, family, look at me! Look at me! If you let me come, I will be a hundred times stronger than Song Haochu." A man with earrings imitating the electric boy shouted.

"Old irons, my bottle of Ganges oil only costs 98! You heard it right, it's not 998, but 98! As long as you buy it back, you can also become a jet fighter!" Spread a piece of red cloth on the ground, put With some bottles and cans, even those with goods appeared.

They were all Internet celebrities who wanted to catch Song Haochu's popularity, crying and howling, almost kneeling and kowtowing.

"Ah! Great God Song Haochu, please bless me with many children and grandchildren, so that my family will be filled with descendants!" Someone was holding a few sticks of incense, facing the door of the room, and was kneeling on the ground.

The female anchor stood a little away from the others and asked the screen, "Dear viewers, is there anything else you want to know? If you like the anchor, you can buy some small gifts~"

Several layers of cosmetics were applied on the face, which was thicker than the wall. At the same time, the ten-level beauty effect was turned on. Under the whitewash of filters and special effects, it was like a fairy descending from the earth, the beauty was unreal.

[This kind of thing can also become popular, which is really unlucky! 】

A barrage popped up from the side.

[Upstairs +1, I can see him even shitting, I don't know what to think]

[That's right, but the anchor, can you turn off the beauty face?I’m almost becoming a snake spirit]

[+2 upstairs, Guan Meiyan, I will give you a big sword]

【.】

Originally we were talking about Song Haochu, but since then it has shifted to the anchor.

"Wait a minute, I don't have a beautiful face, this is my original face."

[Liar, with my piercing eyes that I have cultivated for many years, I can tell you are not human at a glance!Look at me Dawei Tianlong! 】

[+8 upstairs, did the anchor escape from Calabash Mountain? 】

Seeing the barrage of bullets, the thick foundation appeared cracked, she forced a smile, and the corners of her mouth kept trembling.

"The anchor didn't come out of Calabash Mountain, nor is he a monster. If you want to ask Song Haochu something, I will answer it."

[I heard that Song Haochu once boasted that he had a super beautiful girlfriend. Is it true? 】

[Fake one glance, okay, where did this kind of nerd get his girlfriend?If there is, I will live broadcast and eat Oli for you】

【Oh, it seems that I can't see the wonderful picture】

Seeing that the wind had changed, the hostess breathed a sigh of relief, "According to Song Haochu's friends, these are all fake. He doesn't have a girlfriend at all, they are all imagined by him. It is said that he still has delusions."

A lot of non-existent things were processed onto Song Haochu's body, and he was portrayed as a weak and incompetent waste.

【Looks like a poor person too.】

[But it's strange that such a person can find a girlfriend, hahaha! 】

The curiosity-seeking psychology was satisfied, and then the rewards sounded one after another, making the female anchor laugh from ear to ear.

"Hey, did you really do that?" The fat brother and the red-haired man looked at the man with glasses in front of them with wide eyes, "Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

But the man with glasses sighed deeply, then lowered his head and sat on the chair, holding his head with both hands, his expression was extremely sad, "I don't want to do this either, but holding a funeral for Haochu, then You have to be rich."

"But, let's get together, it's not impossible to buy him an urn."

Tears slipped from the corners of the glasses man's eyes, he raised his head, and looked at the two with sincere eyes, "Don't you two have the heart to see Haochu leave in such an unknown way? He is our friend!"

Like the sound of thunder piercing their ears, the two of them were shocked. It was true that they had wrongly blamed their friends for many years.

"Si Lin, we wrongly blamed you!" The fat brother and the red-haired man hugged the man with glasses, and the three of them cried together.

But what they didn't see was the scene where Si Lin put the eye drops back into his pocket.

"Do you know Song Haochu?" Several young people eating boxed lunches in the classroom were talking.

"I know, what's wrong?" The person sitting next to him put a piece of fried chicken into his mouth and said inarticulately. "Isn't it the one that suddenly exploded recently?"

"The live broadcast of his funeral has started, and I heard that some big anchors are also attending." He took out his mobile phone.

"Then I don't care about my business, but who are the anchors?" His eyes turned to the table, not as curious as he said.

"Let me see, there is the e-sports prince—Luo Qiushui, and the famous first sister, etc."

"Damn it, Luoshen will be there too, I must watch it!" His eyes moved to the phone screen, "Hurry up and click on it!"

"Don't grab it!" I clicked on the live broadcast platform, and the funeral venue appeared, and it's still preparations.

"Hello friends, I am the host of this live broadcast." A pretty female anchor stood on the green grass, "Shark Tooth is the sponsor of this event."

"Now let us interview Song Haochu's friends and find out what kind of person he is."

The microphone turned to the three of Si Lin, who were wearing suits and had their hair done.

"Haochu is a good person. He lent me games and comics." Fat Brother looked into the distance, reminiscing about the past.

"He is nice, but he likes to brag." The red-haired man scratched his head and held it in for a long time before he said this.

"Haochu and I have been friends since childhood. When he was three years old, he put shit on his pants, and I secretly helped him get a new one. If you want to say who knows him best, it must be me. "

Si Lin blinked, forced out a few tears, "Oh, if I knew he would do this, I should have stopped him then, but it's too late to say anything now, by the way, my name is Si Lin, now 20 years old, single, I haven't finished talking about anyone."

The microphone was taken away by the other two, "You are too despicable! Didn't we agree that we would not want to be born on the same day and the same year, but we want to be single on the same day and the same year!"

The audience in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded by their performance, which is really detrimental.

(End of this chapter)