Shenhao Started When His Exam Admission Ticket Was Sold As Scrap By His Mother

Chapter Twenty

"Fuck! Little anchor, you can take it easy, this is a global limited edition poison, if you touch it, you can't afford to sell the little anchor!"

"Why sell the little anchor, why not keep it for yourself!"

"People can drive a limited edition poison, and it's worth nearly 100 million yuan. Do you fans think that car owners care about little anchors who can't sing and dance RAP!"

"It makes sense!"

"Makes sense +1"

Immediately, a shock came from the live broadcast room, reminding Hu Ke'er to be careful.

"A poison worth nearly 100 million will have obvious disadvantages? Why didn't I know?! It's a lie!"

"I also think it's a lie!"

"Cheat +1"

Hu Ke'er immediately said: "You don't believe me. Do you want to know where its shortcomings are? If you want to know, hurry up and get a gift~"

"Fuck! This incompetent little anchor just wants a gift! I give you all the 10 free flowers every day!"

"Damn whoring party, stingy!"

Hu Ke'er pouted, and then patted the Lamborghini Poison, "Its biggest shortcoming is..."

"Say it! Say it! I will reward you with a dime~"

"I'll give you a piece!"

"Little anchor, if you can tell its obvious shortcomings, I will kneel down and call your mother on the spot!"

"Wori, the upstairs is so shameless, you really think that if you are a son, you will eat it?!"

Looking at these screens and brushing free flowers with a few prostitutes, Hu Keer felt aggrieved, and felt that it was a joy to enter the anchor industry by herself without talent or skill!

But still forced a smile, and said playfully: "Its biggest disadvantage is...too expensive!"

"Vori!"

"Depend on!"

"The little anchor has gone bad, and he can make jokes!"

"As a regular whore fan you've been following since the beginning of the broadcast, this little anchor, I love it, I love it, a pack of pickles, I will reward you right away~"

"The little anchor has really become naughty!"

...

"No skin, no skin, serious expression (*▽*), let me tell you its real fatal flaw~" Hu Ke'er said with a coquettish smile, "Its fatal flaw is the air conditioner in the driver's cab, which is very It doesn't work!"

"Little anchor, how do you know that the air conditioner in the cab is not working? Do you have one?"

As soon as Hu Ke'er finished speaking, a man's voice sounded behind him.

Hu Ke'er was so frightened that she turned her head quickly, and subconsciously replied, "If I can afford it, I can still do a live broadcast! Standing up and talking doesn't hurt my back, uh... little brother, what a coincidence!"

"Hey, fans, all of you are bragging about how handsome you are. Do you want to meet a real handsome brother? There is one by my side!"

Hu Ke'er said to the live broadcast room with a smile.

"How dare you! Believe it or not, I threw you here..." Lin Hao glared.

"Don't, don't, don't, it's okay if people don't talk about it, why are you so fierce, little brother~" Hu Ke'er's face was aggrieved, and she was really worried that Lin Hao would open her mouth to talk about her littering, and how much it would affect herself The image of justice.

"You said the biggest disadvantage of this poison is that the air conditioner in the driver's seat doesn't work well. Have you ever turned it on?" Lin Hao asked again, and then casually glanced at the live broadcast room of the little anchor, "Why are there so few fans? It seems that you This little anchor is really rubbish!"

"I can't sing, I can't dance, and I don't have any other talents. I can only chat awkwardly. What can I do~" Lin Hao laughed at her lack of fans, and Hu Keer was also very wronged.

"Would you like to experience the air conditioner in the driver's seat of this limited edition Lamborghini Poison, isn't it as bad as you said?"

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows and asked.

Dozens of fans in the live broadcast room started booing: It's over, it's over, the little anchor has been spotted by a rich car owner.

"This is the rhythm to pick up."

"Little anchor, such a big local tyrant, hurry up and report your thigh!"

"That's right, hug the thigh of a local tyrant, and the little anchor will become a big anchor!"

"Little anchor, I'm optimistic about you~ Ao Lige!"

"Don't come again when you can't miss this opportunity, advice from an old prostitute fan!!"

...

"Don't be kidding, I really thought this car belonged to you!" Hu Ke'er curled her lips and said subconsciously.

"Why, don't you believe me?"

"No drafts for bragging," the little anchor pouted again.

But he didn't notice that the live broadcast room had already started to explode: "Little anchor, you are so blind, didn't you see what the local tyrant is wearing! That's a Louis Vuitton suit!"

"That suit, plus the shirt, costs at least 100,000 yuan!"

"Little anchor, don't be stupid, quickly throw the rich man down."

"Hey, poor little anchor, I've already foreseen the prostitution of old fans: the little anchor will definitely be slapped in the face on the spot~"

"The life of the little anchor, who is not rich at all, is about to get worse. I can't bear to look at it, I can't bear to look at it~~"

And Lin Hao had already taken out the key and pressed it casually.

The cool poison immediately flashed with lights, attracting the attention of all the women around, and even a girl with a sexy dress and a hot figure had come over and leaned on the car, "Little brother, can you give me a ride?"

"You do not deserve!"

Lin Hao said mercilessly, then opened the car door, and sat in the co-pilot, "Hey, little anchor, why are you still standing there, experience the thrill of driving a limited edition poison live broadcast! ComeOn, Baby..."

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