Ye Liangqiu had nothing to say, her eyes fell on Feng Xiaoxiao, her eyes were full of hatred.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled lightly, "Since Ms. Ye is keen on plagiarizing poems, why don't I promote you to be a copyist, write this poem and essay well, and go to the desert for publicity, which can be regarded as a contribution to our cultural exchange in Daliang. A little contribution, but remember to indicate the author, don't make jokes go to the desert."

Ye Liangqiu's expression changed dramatically when he heard this, and he looked at Feng Xiaoxiao in disbelief.

There was a commotion in the live broadcast room. This time, Feng Xiaoxiao directly assigned the time-traveling girl to the rare desert to shine and glow. There, it is estimated that it would be difficult for her to plagiarize poems and proses and become arty.

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, and was about to leave the virtual world, when a burst of golden light flashed, the system posted an announcement, smashing the live broadcast room to nothing.

System Announcement: Welcome to the proud son of Emperor Zuntian to enter the live broadcast room.

In the live broadcast space, vip is divided into nine titles, Emperor Zun is the highest status among them, and there are naturally many RMB recharges.

Looking at the entire platform, there is only one Emperor Zun, and that is the boss of Caton Technology, Qin Mo.

Qin Mo is also a legendary young man with a story. He was born in a wealthy family, but deviated from the track arranged by the family. He set up a technology company with all his heart. He led the technical team to develop a novel live broadcast space, and opened a live broadcast platform. In this industry laid half of the country.

And usually this guy is always showing off in the family anchors he signed, why did he come here suddenly today?

It won't be finding fault, right?

Feng Xiaoxiao squinted her eyes at the shiny golden title and fell into deep thought.

System announcement: Emperor Zun's proud son gave the anchor a hundred taels of Ferrari.

System announcement: Emperor Zun's proud son sent a hundred planes to the anchor.

System announcement: Emperor Zun's proud son gave the anchor a hundred villas.

System announcement: Emperor Zun's proud son gave the anchor a hundred islands.

……

As soon as Qin Mo entered the live broadcast room without saying a word, he directly swiped the screen to give gifts, and unequivocally concealed his arrogance as a local tyrant, and when he came up, he swayed his RMB with tens of thousands of announcements, which perfectly interpreted What is rich and willful.

"Fan" country name little fairy: worship the male god in the front row!What a god!
"Fan" Wu Labai: It's been a long time, I can actually see Emperor Zun's vest with my own eyes in my lifetime!
"Guardian" General Chi You: Did Boss Qin go to the wrong room? This is not the live broadcast room of Thousands of Worlds Family...

"Fan" Story Machine: It was the first time I saw the scene where the gift was slaughtered on the screen, it was so cool!Worship the boss!
"Fan" Qihua: My dick bows to the power of money (funny face)
Qin Mo didn't talk to him, but calmly browsed for another half an hour, until the system announced that he became the overlord of the live broadcast room.

As an unorganized and undisciplined free-range anchor, Feng Xiaoxiao was dumbfounded by the scene in front of her.

500 million, Qin Mo spent a total of 500 million in her live broadcast room within an hour!The world of the rich is really cruel, the evil capitalism!

Speaking of which, Qin Mo wouldn't try to corrupt her with money, would he... Or was he shocked by his shocking beauty and became his fan?No no no, this looks more like a subterfuge.

Just when Feng Xiaoxiao was about to be overwhelmed by her own imagination, the system reminded her that she had a new private message, and it was Qin Mo who sent it.

System private message: 〖Emperor〗 "Heaven's Proud Son" says to you: Be my man.

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