The richest man in the world: starting from receiving 70 billion red envelopes

Chapter 40 Poverty limits imagination, come here! (third change)

The music gradually stopped, and the song ended.

Momo asked in an expectant and nervous tone, "Shenhao, the worker, how is my singing?"

He looked like a student who had just handed in his test paper, extremely nervous.

Worker: It sounds good!

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

The next moment, a dense rain of rockets flew across the screen.

10 frames!
100 frames!
200 frames!
500 frames!
A total of 500 rockets were spread throughout the live broadcast room!

First, the full screen of '666' appeared in the live broadcast room.

Then, someone sent a text.

Similarity: Worship the God of Beating Workers!

A moment of strength: this is the knee, I kneel, can't it?
Little Fatty: Migrant workers, the soul of migrant workers, and migrant workers are all masters!
Qiangzi: My goal is to become an excellent worker!

……

Momo's bright eyes were flickering and flickering, and there were faint tears shaking, and she said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you for beating the worker Shenhao!"

"Shenhao, the worker, is there any song you want to hear? I will continue to sing for you."

Lin Fan thought for a while before sending out the message.

Beating worker: I can, flammable and explosive... Can you sing these two songs?
Momo hurriedly said: "Yes, I will sing it to you right now."

The music started and the singing came out.

The styles of these two songs are different, but it didn't bother Momo at all, she sang them all very beautifully, each with its own characteristics.

Lin Fan nodded slowly.

Then, he clicked on the screen again.

Immediately, Momo's live broadcast room began to rain rockets again.

100 frames!
200 frames!
500 frames!
Another full 500 rockets were all over Momo’s live broadcast room!

The screen in the live room is full of '666'.

Yuan: The beating worker Shenhao, Xiao Ai sings very well, begging the beating worker Shenhao to watch Xiao Ai's live broadcast.

id: That's right, that's right!Xiao Ai not only sings well, but also looks good!

……

After seeing these barrages, Lin Fan casually searched for the keyword 'Xiao Ai'.

Soon, a pure and sweet face appeared in front of her eyes.

【Appearance: 93】

【Favourability: 60】

At the same time, a reminder appeared in Xiaoai's live broadcast room: Welcome to the live broadcast room.

Let nature take its course: The migrant worker god is coming to Xiao Ai’s live broadcast room! ! !
All the way to the west: a distinguished guest, welcome to the worker Shenhao!
Tiandi: Damn it!It's the god of the workers!

……

Xiao Ai naturally knew about beating workers, her whole delicate body shook with excitement, and said happily: "Welcome the beating worker Shenhao to my live broadcast room."

Worker: Thank you everyone, thank you Xiaoai.

Hitting the worker: Can Xiao Ai sing a song about red high heels?
Xiao Ai hurriedly said: "Of course! Please wait for the worker Shenhao."

Soon, there was a brisk song in the live broadcast room.

"How can I best describe you?"

"What is special compared to you."

……

"Can you please let me stop this chase."

"Just the last pair of red high heels."

The music stops.

Hit worker: Good singing.

next moment……

10 frames!
100 frames!
200 frames!
500 frames!
Rockets filled the sky, covering the entire live broadcast room.

After Lin Fan presented 500 rockets, he ignored the countless barrages of admiration, and expressed his sincere gratitude to Xiao Ai.

He returned to Xiangxiang's live broadcast room again, and after giving away 500 rockets again, he directly quit the Shark live broadcast and took off the earphones.

After all, Lin Fan still has classes in the afternoon.

In addition, Lin Fan's fingers felt a little sore after clicking on the gift rocket all the time.

Must take a break!

"Hahaha! Did you see it? Did you see it? Xiangxiang was rewarded with 1500 rockets by the beating worker Shenhao!" Zheng Jinbao shouted excitedly, "I just said, Xiangxiang will be popular one day!"

Zheng Jinbao danced happily, and the fat on his body jumped up and down.

It looked like 1500 rockets had been rewarded to him.

"I'm a good boy, and I gave away another 500 rockets! What kind of pride is this!" Song Yi sighed.

Zheng Jinbao yelled: "The migrant worker, the migrant worker's soul, the migrant worker is a master!"

After a pause, he made up his mind again: "In the future, I will also become an excellent migrant worker!"

Ma Zhong, who has always loved learning, has been paying attention to the conversation between the two.

At this moment, he finally put down his book, and couldn't help but ask, "What beating workers? Why rewarding 1500 rockets?"

Song Yidao: "Just now, about 10 minutes ago, Shenhao beat workers on Shark Live. Not only did Xiangxiang tip 1500 rockets, but Momo and Xiaoai tipped 1000 and 500 rockets respectively. Rocket!"

"Add it all together, that is, a total of 3000 rockets have been rewarded!"

"One rocket costs 1 yuan!"

"3000 rockets! A total of 300 million yuan!"

"What? A reward of 300 million?" Ma Zhong's eyes widened.

Although, he already guessed that something extraordinary happened in the live broadcast just now.

But, I didn't expect the matter to be so big!

More than 20 minutes, 300 million rewards? !

Poverty limits his imagination!

……

Shark Live HQ.

The general manager said: "You tipped 3000 rockets all at once? Quickly check the source of the shark coins."

"The source is normal!" said the technical manager.

"Okay, haha!" The general manager was extremely excited, "Hurry up, publicize the whole network!"

The Internet has an extremely fast transmission speed, coupled with the intentional publicity of the shark live broadcast.

Soon, the worker Shenhao appeared on the Weibo hot search list, attracting the admiration of countless people.

Lin Fan didn't pay too much attention to these.

At this time, he and Ma Zhong, Song Yi, and Zheng Jinbao had arrived in the classroom.

This afternoon is the old professor's class, and all the students in the class are panting and drowsy.

however……

The next moment, everyone straightened their backs as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Because, it was not the old professor who walked into the classroom, but Hu Tian.

Today's Hu Tian, ​​with her hair coiled up high, coupled with a light red bag and long hip skirt, looks dignified and beautiful, like a nobleman or a princess, which is fascinating.

Hu Tian said: "Professor Wan is busy today, please let me help him with a class, please tell me where is Professor Wan? Or, tell me what I don't understand."

"Page 20!"

"The basics of number theory!"

"function!"

Almost as soon as Hu Tian finished speaking, the whole classroom immediately resounded with shouts of scrambling.

In the eyes of the students, this is an excellent moment to communicate with the sweet teacher.

Hu Tiandian nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give you a brief introduction to number theory first..."

Today is Friday. In the past, all the students wanted to finish class early and leave school quickly, so as to start the wonderful time of the weekend.

However, today, all the students hope that this class will be slower and last longer.

Because, in this way, you can stay with Teacher Tiantian for a while longer.

However, time will not change in the slightest because of their thoughts.

After a brisk bell rang, this week's class came to an end.

Hu Tian put away the textbook and said, "This is the end of today's class."

After a pause, he said again: "Lin Fan, come here."

Lin Fan was confused: Could it be that he wanted to discuss the twin prime conjecture again?

Thinking of this, Lin Fan slowly got up and followed Hu Tian out of the classroom.

And behind him, there are murderous gazes from all his classmates.

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