"Banned?" Mo Zhiran was shocked. Isn't this too sour?

The bearded man said, "I see that the type of your live broadcast says random, and I write it is delivery. According to the rules, we have to compete with delivery in this game."

When the word "carrying goods" came up, Mo Zhiran's memory suddenly came back.

He suddenly remembered why the bearded man in front of him felt familiar. Isn't he Liu Jialuo, the anchor who was popular on the Internet some time ago?

Speaking of Liu Jialuo, he was also very aggrieved. Originally, he was delivering goods live every day and earning millions a day, so there was nothing wrong with him.

But he just couldn't think about it and came to participate in an event held by a small broken website platform, which was this PK event.

Originally, I wanted to attract a wave of traffic on the Xiaopozhan platform and expand my audience, but I didn't expect this competition to be so troublesome.

The two opponents I met just now were both newcomers to selling goods. One of them stopped selling goods when he saw him and started recording and taking screenshots online. In order to attract attention, that person often asked him some excessive questions. The scene was It was very embarrassing.

Liu Jialuo was troubled by that person and felt a shadow in his heart. He was afraid that the next opponent he encountered would also be weird.

In fact, he had given up a little just now.

However, the next player to join seemed completely different from the previous one.

This player, well, how should I put it?

It was as if he didn't recognize her at all.

This made him angry and funny at the same time.

There are really not many people who don't know Liu Jialuo these days.

Immodestly, I said in my heart that when he was popular some time ago, his name and photos were all over the streets, alleys, and big and small screens.

"No, I really don't want to compete." Mo Zhiran almost cried. He didn't know how to express his unwillingness to compete.

Now, the bearded man really believed it.

"Are you sure you don't want to compete? Then just admit defeat! It's just under the PK symbol." Liu Jialuo was still hesitant, not sure if Mo Zhiran was telling the truth.

Unexpectedly, Mo Zhiran clicked and admitted defeat without saying anything.

Get her out of her misery quickly, he just wants to do a simple learning live broadcast.

The moment the words admit defeat appeared on the screen, Liu Jialuo unexpectedly felt a hint of disappointment.

Originally facing such an opponent, he actually wanted to compete.

However, since people don't want to...

Liu Jialuo was rejected. Fans who had been waiting for him for a long time were now a little crestfallen, and even he himself was a little unbelievable.

Fans are looking forward to a big battle.

He looked at his data and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The other person is probably going to be sad.

When Liu Jialuo raised her head, what she saw was not the scene she imagined.

Mo Zhiran is still wandering in the world, and her life is not a happy one, but a series of disasters.

In fact, all he could think about at the moment was.

Phew, great, it's finally over.

Finally I can rest for a while.

Liu Jialuo has exited the live broadcast room.

Mo Zhiran sat peacefully in front of the table, wanting to take a nap.

At this moment, the familiar tone sounded again.

"Hello, little sister, how can we compare?"

Mo Zhiran: I'm not good, I'm not good at all, and I don't want to compare at all.

What puzzled Mo Zhiran was that wasn't the PK already over just now?Why another one?

He tried to turn off the lit PK symbol, but found that he couldn't turn it off at all.

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