After Thousands Of Years Of Seclusion, I Was Broadcast Live On The Entire Internet

Xue Qingfang was able to quarrel with the Confucian scholars, and she did not fall behind in the face of everyone.

Qi Miao was very touched. From childhood to adulthood, whenever she was wronged, Xue Qingfang would always stand up for her.

"Yes, yes, it's okay for us to spread rumors, right? Pretending to be someone else to make money, as long as it's not us who get involved."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The jeers kept coming and going, and Xue Qingfang was so angry that she almost started fighting with them.

It wasn't until a stretched Lincoln stopped at the school gate that everyone became quiet.

I saw a Mercedes-Benz sports car parked in front of the Lincoln.

When the Lincoln car honked its horn twice, a yellow-haired student immediately ran over.

This young man was the arrogant rich second generation of his school, and he was looked down upon by no one during his time at school.

But the Lincoln car on the opposite side only honked its horn twice, and he was so frightened that he moved the car and apologized at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a driver in a suit and ties stepped out of the Lincoln.

Under the attention of everyone, the driver walked straight towards Qi Miao.

"Miss Qi, please get in the car!"

The driver's humble appearance shocked everyone's jaws.

Especially the group of people who were so angry just now buried their heads in embarrassment.

Seeing such a relieved scene, Xue Qingfang was even happier than Qi Miao.

"Miaomiao, please go back. I have to go home early tonight. I will visit your Tianshui Villa next time!"

When Xue Qingfang said this sentence, she specially emphasized the word Tianshui Villa.

Students with a little knowledge often exclaimed.

After Qi Miao got in the car, she felt her heart beating rapidly.

She kept thinking back to the scene where she was ridiculed by everyone and then the extended Lincoln appeared.

"Isn't this more magical than a novel?"

Qi Miao occasionally read a few cool novels. Everything that happened today was like a plot in a novel.

But what she knows is that all this was not brought about by herself, but was given by her ancestor Qi You.

"The ancestor lived for a thousand years. Who was he a thousand years ago?"

“What kind of influence lasts to this day?”

"Even a big shot like Zhang Fengping must respect our ancestors?"

Many puzzles linger in Qi Miao's mind.

She glanced at the driver and asked, "Uncle driver, do you know the deeds of my elders?"

"elder?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, then thought of Qi You.

But he shook his head: "I received Mr. Qi according to Director Zhang's request. As for Mr. Qi's past experience, I have no way of knowing."

"Oh, that's it..."

Qi Miao leaned back in her seat with some disappointment.

The secrets about Qi You are like the bottomless seabed, which cannot be explored or illuminated.

After trying to no avail, Qi Miao started making short videos in the car.

After swiping through it, she saw a clip of her live broadcast.

This video has already received 3 million likes and nearly 700,000 retweets.

"Um!!?"

Qi Miao suddenly became energetic, and she watched the live broadcast slices carefully.

She saw a young man in black robe standing on the high-speed train behind her.

This person is her ancestor.

In the picture, Qi You standing steadily on the fast-moving high-speed train is enough for science fiction.

It wasn't until she saw the other party jumping off the high-speed rail that Qi Miao took a breath of cold air.

"Ancestor... he is not a human being!"

Qi Miao blurted out subconsciously.

Even she herself broke into a cold sweat at the thought.

She clicked on the comments and was greeted by an overwhelming number of exclamations.

【Absolutely amazing! This is a master, a hidden master. 】

[I suspect that there are supernatural walkers in our world! 】

【Fuck! Is this video accurate? 】

[The master also has super powers! Proper special effects can no longer be fake. Only those with weak brains will believe this stuff. When you saw the live broadcast, it was aimed at the high-speed train. It was not a staged photo of me eating cakes while standing upside down! 】

[Don’t worry, someone will come out with a anti-fake video in a few days. 】

Qi Miaozai looked at every comment carefully.

Whether it was doubt or surprise, she didn't feel much.

Growing up, Qi Miao had watched many so-called unsolved mysteries or fake curiosity videos.

But this time it actually happened to me.

"Miss Qi, we're here."

It wasn't until the driver reminded her that Qi Miao got out of the car in a daze.

But as soon as she walked to the door of the villa, she saw an old man wearing a golden mandarin jacket standing at the door of her house.

This old man was only a little over 1.6 meters tall, but Qi Miao could clearly feel that he had an extraordinary bearing.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Qi Miao politely stepped forward and asked.

The old man turned around and stared at Qi Miao's eyes with a pair of weather-beaten eyes.

Then, the old man pointed to the villa carefully and said:

"Excuse me, girl, does the person living in the house have the last name Qi?"

Qi Miao nodded: "Well, my elders live there. Do you know him?"

After getting the answer, the old man was suddenly excited, and his cloudy eyes brightened.

"Can you ask your elders to give me the honor to meet Mr. Qi...Qi?"

After the old man finished speaking, he added: "My surname is Gong, and my name is Gong Changju!"

"Um...Okay, I'll go ask for you."

After Qi Miao finished speaking, she quickly walked into the villa.

There have been too many strange things encountered in the past two days.

At this moment, she was hiding behind the door curtain, secretly observing the old man's movements.

There are too many secrets in her ancestor.

What if the person coming is Qi You’s enemy?

Just in case, Qi Miao took out her phone and turned on the broadcast button.

As soon as the broadcast started, barrage complaints swept across Qi Miao's mobile screen.

[Why did the anchor turn off the broadcast last night? Are you afraid that pretending to be Zhang Fengping will be exposed? 】

[Anchor with black screen live broadcast earns one million per month, performing farce in a villa near the sea! 】

[System prompt: Nancheng Wu Shao rewarded the anchor with 10 spaceships. 】

[System prompt: Nancheng Wu Shao rewarded the anchor with 20 spaceships. 】

[Shit, Mr. Wu has started again! 】

[You are rushing to give money to the anchor, right? 】

[Anchor Anchor, Mr. Wu has spent 400,000 yuan with you. Do you have any feedback? 】

Qi Miao didn't respond to the barrage. She pointed the camera at the old man outside the door and asked in an almost angry tone:

"Hey, does anyone know who this old grandpa is? He's coming to see my elders. I'm a little uneasy."

[I don’t know, he’s not the anchor’s suitor, right? 】

[Hahahaha, anchor, between Wu Shao and this old man, you choose one! 】

Qi Miaoren's head hurt when he saw the inappropriate barrage, until the master of the live broadcast room spoke.

[Young Master Wu from Nancheng: Ah, Mr. Gong! ? Anchor, you actually know Mr. Gong? 】

[System prompt: Nancheng Wu Shao rewards the anchor with 100 spaceships! 】

[Master Wu from Nancheng: I have no other intentions. Can the anchor introduce this old man to me? 】

Wu Shao suddenly showed off a spaceship worth one million, causing Qi Miao's live broadcast room to instantly become popular.

The number of people online suddenly increased from 10,000 to 170,000 viewers.

Each gift is given harder than the other.

[System prompt: Zhenqi Pavilion rewards the anchor with 300 spaceships! 】

[System prompt: The Seventh Young Master rewards the anchor with a thousand spaceships! 】

[System prompt: Xinshi Jewelry rewards the anchor with 800 spaceships! 】

Hundreds of millions of gifts poured into Qi Miao's live broadcast room like a flood.

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