The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 167 Social Complexity
Hearing Wang Yun's words, Ma Xiaolu almost laughed out of anger.

"Wang Yun, are you out of your mind? When I got along with your brother, I tolerated you for your brother's sake. Now that your brother has done such a dirty thing, you still have the face to ask me for money?"

After saying this, Ma Xiaolu was about to hang up the phone, but Wang Yun's next words made her stop and her face became stiff.

"Hey, I'm so cool now. Ma Xiaolu, let me tell you, my brother's cell phone is in my hand. I didn't expect that you two were having such a good time and even took photos as a souvenir?"

Ma Xiaolu seemed to have thought of something, and her head suddenly felt dizzy.

This... Wang Long only said that he was taking pictures for fun at the time, and he watched him delete the photos and videos, how could it be...

"At eight o'clock tonight at Barbie's bar, bring it to me, otherwise don't blame me for sending these seductive photos of you online."

"Also, don't try to call the police. I have a backup. Once you call the police, hehe."

Wang Yun hung up the phone with a "snap", and Ma Xiaolu was left blankly holding the phone, her mind in a mess.

"Little Lu..."

Because the bedroom was very quiet, and Su Linlin and Ma Xiaolu were very close, naturally they heard their conversation.

It was the first time they encountered this kind of thing, and both of them were a little at a loss.

"How about we give her the money according to her request and ask her to delete the photo..."

Before Su Linlin finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ma Xiaolu, who saw that Ma Xiaolu's face was pale, but there was no panic in her eyes: "For a person like Wang Yun, I can't promise her, and making progress is her specialty. "

"then what should we do?"

Su Linlin felt her heart beating very fast. After all, Ma Xiaolu was her only best friend. If Wang Yun really uploaded her photo on the Internet, she couldn't imagine how much harm it would do to Ma Xiaolu.

Sitting back on the chair, looking at Zheng Fan who was singing on the screen, Ma Xiaolu said slowly: "It's okay, let's talk about it after Zheng Fan's live broadcast is over, I need his help on this matter."

……

"Then let's stop here today, by the way, ask if there are any friends in Shanghai."

Just as Zheng Fan wanted to say goodbye to the audience and start the broadcast, he suddenly remembered something and asked him in the live broadcast room.

"I'm in Shanghai, and I went to the show when you participated in the show."

"A big city like Shanghai is the place for us to live. I can't afford a toilet there for most of my life."

"I'm in Shanghai, what's wrong, Brother Fan?"

Looking at these bullet screens, Zheng Fan said: "Didn't you guys keep asking me why brother Jun called me? I didn't say it just because I wanted to show others a little respect, but I just sent a text message to ask him about it." , can you tell others, what he said is fine."

"That's how it is. Let me tell you that Brother Jun will have a New Year's Eve concert at Shanghai Stadium on the last day of this month. He invited me to sing a song. If you have friends in Shanghai, you can Let's go cheer."

"And starting tomorrow, for ten consecutive days, I will draw a prize in the live broadcast room every day. The prize is a concert ticket at the end of this month."

As Zheng Fan's words fell, the barrage in the live broadcast room floated up one after another.

"Hey, I've been working on it for a long time to invite you to be a guest, why do we think so!"

"That's good. I haven't seen the concert yet. Maybe I can win a prize this time."

"Brother Fan is awesome. Zheng Jun even invited you to be a guest. This kind of treatment is not something other anchors can get. You are awesome."

"That's right, other anchors are now covering Brother Fan's songs, the gap is clear at a glance."

Seeing that some viewers started to send some barrages comparing themselves with other anchors, Zheng Fan immediately said: "Xiaolingling and Xiaolu stop these rhythmic broadcasts for me, I told you, don't listen in the broadcast room Random rhythm, just don't listen."

At this moment, Zheng Fan was already a little angry.

"It's also very clear in the announcement of our live broadcast room, don't compare with other anchors, otherwise it will be regarded as a rhythmic suspension."

Zheng Fan had written about this matter in the announcement of the live broadcast room very early, because he was afraid that some people would compare him with this and that, which would cause unnecessary rhythm.

"Finally, let me tell you that tickets for Brother Jun's concert are now available for purchase. There are not many tickets on that big ticket selling website. Those who like to listen to rock music and have time can go to the venue to experience it. "

Zheng Fan posted an advertisement for Zheng Jun, said goodbye to the audience, and clicked to close the live broadcast.

Just after he clicked to close the live broadcast, Zheng Fan heard someone knocking on the door. Don't think about it, it must be Xuanxuan.

Because people like Su Linlin and Lu Ling pushed the door open and barged in.

"I'll record the phone call and send it to you later."

The first sentence Xuan Xuan came in made Zheng Fan a little confused.

"What phone recording?"

Xuan Xuan smiled and said, "It's the recording of the call with Zheng Jun."

It turned out that just as Zheng Fan wanted to download the broadcast, he suddenly mentioned the matter of Zheng Jun's concert to the audience. The reason was the WeChat message Xuan Xuan sent him.

After hanging up Zheng Jun's call, Zheng Fan wanted to promote Zheng Jun in the live broadcast room, but because he had not asked Zheng Jun, he didn't know if he would annoy people by telling the matter without authorization.

So he simply asked Xuan Xuan to contact Zheng Jun.

With doubts in his eyes, Zheng Fan asked, "What are you recording for? It would be bad if you let others know."

Xuanxuan explained: "There are two reasons. First, you gave me Zheng Jun's account and asked me to contact him about the concert. This kind of work belongs to my job category. I am not representing myself, but It represents you, so you must listen to the things I talked to him again."

"Second, not only me, but also you, as long as you talk on the phone with people in these circles, you must remember to record it. We are not trying to harm others, but to prevent others from harming us."

"After all, it's dark and the roads are slippery, and the society is complicated. Not every phone call will cause us trouble."

"in case!!"

Seeing Xuan Xuan's serious face, Zheng Fan shook his head helplessly. He just gave Xuan Xuan Zheng Jun's number because he was live broadcasting and it was inconvenient to waste too much time. Can't disclose things about the concert.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Xuan came up with such a lot of truth.

Seeing Zheng Fan's indifferent look, Xuan Xuan became a little anxious, and said, "Brother Fan, don't take it to heart, it's common sense to call and record in the entertainment industry, and I don't know how many celebrities have been ruined by this! "

Seeing that Xuan Xuan was getting anxious, Zheng Fan could only nod his head and agreed.

"Zheng Fan!"

Just when Xuanxuan wanted to talk about going to Shanghai at the end of the month, Su Linlin and Ma Xiaolu walked in.

"what happened?"

Looking up, Zheng Fan found that there was something wrong with the faces of the two, so he quickly stood up and asked.

"I have something to trouble you with."

Ma Xiaolu stepped forward, looked at Zheng Fan and said.

"Someone threatened me with my photo."

(End of this chapter)