sing to the boss

Chapter 150 Defeat Ling Feng and raise the Tsing Yi banner! (Four)

See you again!

Tsing Yi will really become a boy who spreads money.

"You only have money in your eyes???"

Seeing the money shapes all over the screen, Tsing Yi smiled angrily.

Is it true that when he said that he would spread the money, he would spread the money? !
That's right.

Really fragrant!

"From 9.30 to 11.30, there will be a red envelope shower every half hour. There are five games in total, each with 100 million."

Tsing Yi naturally has an idea to do this, and gaining reputation points is also a way to spread wealth.

Anyway, there is no shortage of money.

Although the money from the bank card is no longer my own, the money from the live broadcast is still there.

Even if there is no Soul Eater, there are many rewards along the way.

capricious!
There is no such thing as asking for money, otherwise what kind of pillar will you be?
The popularity of the live broadcast room has been rising all the way, until it exceeds [-] million.

I don't know where this data came from.

Time moved forward, and it was quickly approaching nine-thirty.

"The first round of red envelope rain is about to start, everyone get ready." Tsing Yi handed the phone to the staff.

Because Qing Yi has a large number of fans.

There were no less than tens of thousands of temporary plastic chairs on the scene, which were completely full. When the time came, Tsing Yi and Xiao Shi glanced at each other, and then went on stage.

The screams were endless.

The scene is magnificent.

"Hi everyone, I'm Tsing Yi."

Coming to the middle of the stage, Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"I am Xiaoshi."

Xiao Shi Nuo Nuo answered, and her sweet voice spread to every corner of the scene through the microphone.

As it turns out, openers are capable of being contagious.

"Originally, I didn't have a part in the show today. Unfortunately, as a pillar, it seems understandable to be pulled by the boss to support the stage." After Yun Sheng's coquettish operation at the beginning, Tsing Yi began to dig holes very skillfully.

Ling Feng's face was dark in the audience, and he stared at Tsing Yi on the stage.

Qing Yi ignored it, and continued: "Today is a very important day for Qing Barley, it is..."

He paused for a while, then lowered his eyes to look at the manuscript, and said:
"Anyway, that's it..."

Ling Feng: "..."

The audience burst into laughter, they didn't expect Tsing Yi to have a sense of humor.

"So, will the head of the family fire you?" Xiao Shi also asked with a smile.

Tsing Yi immediately gave a look that you understand.

The audience is happier.

I don't know who shouted out, but the deep voice was heard by many people.

"Down with Ling Feng and raise the Tsing Yi banner!"

On the stage, Tsing Yi also heard this sentence, and said meaningfully: "That little friend just now, I didn't understand what you said?"

Ling Feng twice: "..."

"Why is this guy so bad?"

However, the atmosphere at the scene is still hot——

"Down with Ling Feng and raise the Tsing Yi banner!!!"

Louder and louder over and over again, and then more and more neatly.

"Ahem, cough, it's almost done." Tsing Yi held the microphone and signaled everyone's intentions.

What do you want to raise this hand up crazily?

"Master Tsing Yi, it looks like you can get your salary tomorrow." Xiaoshi covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Tsing Yi makes a funny face.

……

The opening atmosphere was driven by Tsing Yi, and it was extremely active. There were more and more spectators, and they couldn't sit still, so they simply stood and watched.

Soon, the first program was ushered in.

Tsing Yi stepped down.

"How do you feel?" Ling Feng teased, "It's a good idea to usurp the throne."

Tsing Yi said calmly: "If you have the ability to deduct my salary."

Ling Feng was speechless.

Xiaoshi smiled lightly.

Take back the mobile phone, the performances about the ancient style are not short, especially the performances with plots are all more than 15 minutes.

The first round of red envelope rain has been distributed, with a total of 100 million, and the amount is random.

There are tens of millions of people in the live broadcast room, and the points are actually not much, but the thrill of grabbing the red envelope is beyond words.

"As a member of Qinglan, I still hope that everyone will pay more attention to Qinglan, and Qingyi will also contribute more works to everyone." Qing Yi looked at the camera and said, "What do you want to say?"

Hearing that Ling Feng took the phone, he first said hello: "Hi everyone, I'm Ling Feng."

"First of all, thank you for your support of Qingdao. From its establishment to Tsingyi joining to now, the experience has been like a revolving door. Whether you like Tsingyi or Qingbai, we all hope to be considerate of our shortcomings."

"Anyway, the time is still long, please enjoy the show."

A few words are full of nerves.

Tsing Yi is not used to speaking in a serious manner, so he complained: "Bloom, the spirit of the second child!"

Ling Feng squinted at Tsing Yi: "You are good enough for the second grade now."

Qing Yi rolled her eyes and handed the phone back to the staff.

In such an occasion, the more professional the equipment, the less it would be able to reflect the feeling Tsing Yi wanted. In fact, the audience prefers this form.

On one side, Tsing Yi and the others came on stage again after watching the first performance.

"Well...how should I put it, are the ladies pretty?"

Tsing Yi said extremely calmly.

The first program is dance.

Because the two worlds are different, the style is also slightly different, no evaluation is needed, each has its own style.

Everyone loves it. Although it is not professional, it has also put a lot of effort into it.

"Long legs!"

The audience cooperated with Tsing Yi and responded.

"You only have long legs in your eyes." Tsing Yi raised his forehead, "The dance just now was the result of the long-term hard work of the highland barley ladies, and you ate the applause?"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Sorry it's not the bus to kindergarten!
After chatting for a while, it was all about giving benefits, sending out the signatures and peripherals of various highland barley members.

Then start the second show.

Tsing Yi idly watched from below again.

That wonderful feeling came again, so cool that it took off.

Really addictive.

"My lord?"

Suddenly, Tsing Yi heard the exclusive title that only Soul Eater has.

Tsing Yi turned her head to look, and asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Soul Eater blinked her beautiful eyes playfully, pulled Nalan Yanran, and responded in a playful voice: "I'm here when I have nothing to do."

Someone took a look and found that both of them had changed their clothes.

Soul Eater wore a red dress, while Nalan Yanran wore a long lavender dress.

All are ancient costumes.

Her long hair was tied up and fixed with a wooden hairpin, and Soul Eater's pretty, white face revealed a breathtaking beauty.

On the contrary, Nalan Yanran's current clothes look more suitable than her usual attire.

The cool and cool temperament is fully displayed, and it is also a landscape.

"Go and change."

Soul Eater stretched out the hand hidden behind him, and handed a shopping bag to Tsing Yi.

Tsing Yi took a look, his eyes lit up.

I ran over and put it on.

"Princess Yan."

Tsing Yi ran to change clothes, and Ling Feng dared to speak out, his tone was not right.

"Okay, okay, let's see how bad my husband-in-law has learned from you." Soul Eater snorted, "Also, there's no need to call me princess, I'm not a princess either."

Ling Feng was silent for a while: "Yes."

Nalan Yanran remained silent, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

Tsing Yi changed into new clothes, nothing else, the same style as the one on Soul Eater.

Spreading dog food is the most fun!
(End of this chapter)