Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

Things must not be peaceful on Qingwan's side either, as a large number of black fans came in as soon as the show started.

Even her moderator is a fan of Slayer, and he turned a blind eye and allowed the live broadcast room to be maliciously flooded with messages from Slayer fans.

Ming Xiwen has always had a sharp tongue, and now with the influx of a large number of black fans, she has been directly pushed into the top ten of the hourly list. She will definitely not let go of such an opportunity to become famous.

So Qing Wan boldly opened the microphone and said, "Slayer fans, why are you so anxious? Is it your turn to worry about the private affairs between him and me?"

"They are just like dogs burping, they are just eating too much shit and are meddling in other people's business. Your master hasn't even spoken yet, but the maid is already standing up for him."

These few light words simply aroused extreme hatred, especially since the people in the live broadcast room could clearly see Qing Wan's background.

The small and dirty rental house, with yellow and moldy walls, is so small that I feel sick if I look at it for any longer.

[The anchor is indeed mentally ill. 】

[I have called the police, you’re welcome.]

[You don’t dare to show your face because you are too ugly to be seen in public? ]

[In the previous post, you should know that Mori Ran’s beauty technology is the best in the world. If she doesn’t even dare to show her face, it’s probably not because she’s too ugly to be seen by others, but because she’s missing a nose and eyes.]

[You shouldn't harbor ill will towards disabled people, but you should be less malicious towards the stupid sow. ]

Qing Wan glanced at the constantly refreshing screen, and after noticing Xiao Qinghuai's request for a live link, she sneered smugly.

"Look, Slayer has come to my live studio. I rejected him in a text message a long time ago, but he still keeps pestering me. What can I do?"

After saying that, she sighed pretentiously and rejected Xiao Qinghuai's request to connect via microphone.

The live broadcast room is about to explode.

[It's so funny, if you have the guts, just take it, why are you feeling so guilty? ]

[This is so disgusting, seriously, how can there be such a disgusting person?! ]

Xiao Qinghuai was so angry after being rejected that veins on his forehead were throbbing. Logically speaking, there was no need for him to continue to haggle with such a despicable woman. He should just have someone ban her.

But the crisp sound beside his ear was like a hook, making him inexplicably itchy.

It was the first time he watched this witty live broadcast, and he also noticed her background.

Being so poor, he would do anything to make money. It seems... understandable?

When Xiao Qinghuai realized that he was making excuses for this woman, he frowned and said "tsk" impatiently.

He was also live streaming, and his fans all thought he was mad at Qing Wan, so they cursed even harder.

But one person timidly said: [Am I the only one who thinks her voice is pretty nice? ]

When Xiao Qinghuai saw this sentence, his face turned cold in an instant, and he kicked this person out of the live broadcast room himself.

Then he turned around and posted a comment in Qingwan’s live broadcast room: [Connecting to the microphone. ]

But his comment without any special mark was easily buried by the overwhelming abuse.

Qing Wan was busy arguing with someone and didn't notice him at all.

Xiao Qinghuai's face became even colder. He directly opened the reward area and threw gifts at it, choosing the most expensive carnival gift.

One carnival cost three thousand yuan, and he gave away twenty or thirty of them in a row.

As a result, the noisy barrage was instantly filled with all kinds of gorgeous special effects, which were repeated over and over again.

【Slayer gave the anchor a carnival reward. 】

【Slayer gave the anchor a carnival reward. 】

【Slayer gave the anchor a carnival reward. 】

……

At this second, not only the black fans in Qingwan's live broadcast room were stunned, but even the fans in Xiao Qinghuai's live broadcast room were so confused that the barrage went blank for a moment.

Qing Wan was speechless for a long time. Who could remain calm when the person spreading rumors was caught and rewarded crazily?

After waiting for a long time for the special effects to pass, the barrage of comments quickly filled the screen like a blowout.

【Who am I? Where am I? 】

[Good news, there is only one person who gave tips to this live broadcast room. Bad news, the number one on the list with 80,000 or 90,000 tips is the slayer who was rumored.]

[I don’t understand, is this a new play for a new era? ]

Amidst the ordinary comments, a golden message box suddenly popped up, with only two very cold words at the top of the list:

【Connect with microphone. 】

Qing Wan seemed so frightened that she dared not say a word. In the awkward silence, a man wearing a vest, with a great figure and very handsome looks suddenly rubbed his head and slowly sat up.

The expressions of the audience in Xiao Qinghuai and Qing Wan's live broadcast rooms were all stunned for a moment. Before they could come to their senses, Qing Wan ended the live broadcast without hesitation.

I was in such a hurry that I felt guilty.

Gao Chuan, who had no idea what was happening, was still dizzy and had no strength in his body. When he looked up in confusion, his eyes met Qing Wan who was sitting on a small stool.

The calm and clear eyes were extremely beautiful, and against the jade-like and icy facial features, they were extremely eye-catching.

Sitting among a pile of messy and shabby junk, she was like a peach blossom blooming in the mud, bright and clean, seemingly incompatible with any filth.

Gao Chuan stared blankly, his heart beating even faster.

Who is she?

so beautiful……

Qing Wan seemed impatient with his direct gaze. She stood up, opened the door next to her, and said unhappily, "Get out when you wake up. I'll pay you double the rent at the end of this month."

After she said this, Gao Chuan remembered that he seemed to have gone to Ming Xiwen to ask for rent.

He frowned and glanced at the red painted numbers on the iron door: 3011.

"Are you Ming Xiwen?!"

He stood up suddenly as if he had seen a ghost, and approached her, his eyes wide open in disbelief, unable to speak clearly.

"You, how come your face healed all of a sudden?"

Qing Wan looked at him as if he were an idiot, "Why else do you think I owed you rent?"

"Can……"

Gao Chuan still felt like he was dreaming, and even wanted to touch it to see if the skin was as smooth as he saw.

But Qing Wan was extremely disgusted. She waved his hand away and chased him out in a few seconds. The door slammed with a loud bang.

Gao Chuan, whose nose was almost hit, quickly took a step back. Looking at the rusty iron gate in front of him, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

He pressed his chest uncomfortably, ignoring the strange emotions, and it took him a long time to convince himself to leave.

Qing Wan, who was inside the door, turned around and looked at the shabby little room. She couldn't help but take out her cell phone to check the balance again.

All added up is only three hundred yuan. The reward from the live broadcast room just now will have to wait until next month when the platform takes its cut before it will be deposited into my card.

So, there is no way to change the place where I live.

And more importantly, not only did she still lack spiritual power, she was also so hungry that her abdomen was cramping.

It wasn't that she couldn't swallow Gao Chuan's love just now, it was that she had absorbed too much of his anger. If she swallowed his love again, she would go crazy.

Holding her stomach and taking two deep breaths, Qing Wan couldn't bear it any longer, so she casually found a clean piece of clothing to change into, put on a baseball cap and a mask, and prepared to go find some food.

Otherwise, she would really starve to death here.