Horror Camgirl

I frowned. These traditional entertainers generally look down on our anchors and think that we all attract people by selling meat. I just didn't expect that they were asking us for help, but they were so welcome.

Tang Mingli said unceremoniously: "We are not willing to participate in this condition."

The middle-aged woman is Teng Biao's agent. He is dissatisfied and said, "How do you talk about this? We are a first-line male star, and the female fans are very much. If you join him, you will definitely help you improve your ratings."

Tang Mingli said with a smile: "How much can you improve?"

The female agent proudly said: "It is certainly no problem to attract a three or five thousand viewers."

“Three or five thousand?” Tang Mingli laughed and said, “The last time we broadcasted more than one million viewers, three or five thousand, it was not enough.”

"What? More than one million?" The female agent stunned, and even Teng Biao showed an unbelievable look.

A webcast, can there be so many people watching?

Don't brag?

In the eyes of the female agent, she once again showed her contemptuous gaze. She turned and said to Teng Biao: "Teng Hao, this is the company's decision. You should have an ordinary notice, and you will endure it."

I frowned and said, "Mr. Teng Wei, our live broadcast is very dangerous, you have to think clearly."

The female agent sneered, and said: How dangerous can it be? Who doesn't know that the so-called horror live broadcasts on the Internet are all about ghosts and special effects? ”

Teng Biao hooked his mouth and said: "Danger is not dangerous, I know for myself, when do we start?"

I saw the unbelief in his eyes, shook his head helplessly, and I felt a headache when I thought that I would be his nanny later to ensure his safety.

As night fell, I opened the live room and pointed the camera at Teng Biao: "Dear audience, friends, today you have a good eye, come see today's guests."

[This is not the actor of "Overbearing President Xiaojiao Wife"? 】

[Wow, another small meat, anchor, you can open a harem. 】

[The anchor, how can there be actors to participate in the live broadcast? Do you want to enter the entertainment industry? 】

[Small fresh meat is so handsome, I am going to look for the TV series he starred in. 】

I said to Teng Biao: "Say hello to the audience."

"Everyone, everyone." Teng Biao was a little absent-minded, and the audience was immediately dissatisfied.

[This is not the famous face-faced actor. No matter what you shoot, you have a dead face. 】

[That is, our tyrant is ten thousand times better than him. 】

I silently said in my heart: "Fortunately, he can't see these barrage."

I told the audience about the matter in this residential area, and then mysteriously said: "What secrets do you have in the community? When the emerald ornaments had the magic of horror, let us find out."

We walked through the alleys and walked into the residential area. It was only eight o'clock. There was no room lighting. I was wary of Tang Mingli. Only Teng Biao was still a slinger, and there was still some sarcasm in my heart.

Pretend to be a ghost!

Tang Mingli pointed to a small cottage in front of him and said, "That is the house of Lu Laosan."

I nodded: "Go, go in and see."

The lock on the door was broken, and we pushed the door in, and a chilly gas rushed to the face.

The room still looks like that year, just covered with a thick layer of dust.

"The tyrant, we are divided into two ways, you go to the bedroom, I went to the kitchen with Teng Biao." I said.

He nodded. "Be careful."

Teng Biao's brow picked and picked, and sneered in his heart: "Are you deliberately making a chance to be alone with me? I have seen such a woman."

Teng Biao’s acting skills are not good, and he also likes to play with female stars, but he can get Jiayi’s entertainment. It is because he is born and is the only child of Jiayi’s boss.

He never actively pursues women, but those female stars who want to become famous will scramble to climb his bed.

Therefore, he thinks that I am also such a person.

At this point, I didn't know what he thought, otherwise I would kick him to Tang Mingli and let him clean up him.

The kitchen was burnt and dark, and Lu Lao was the self-immolation here.

I glanced at Teng, he did not put the live broadcast on his mind, he did not believe that my live room can have a million people.

Besides, even if there are millions of people, it is impossible to compare with TV stations.

Suddenly, I found something that quickly smashed from under the stove. I was shocked and picked up the mahogany sword with vigilance.

Teng Biao smiled and said: "It may just be a big mouse, not so nervous."

[This Teng’s eyes are not good. Have you seen such a big mouse? 】

[Everyone wants to be tolerant of him. After all, is it a soap opera, how many IQs can there be? 】

[Hey, with his IQ, he can't live in a horror movie for three minutes. 】

I stared at the cupboard under the stove, and the door was hidden. I stretched out the mahogany sword and was about to pick it up. I suddenly heard a female voice faintly saying, "What are you doing here?"

Both of us were shocked. It turned out that there was a back door in the kitchen. A woman came in from the back door. She was very thin. But now in the early autumn, she wore a red down jacket and looked at us deeply.

"Who are you?" I asked vigilantly.

"My surname was Zeng, I lived in the back room." The woman said, "I heard movements here to see if I entered the thief."

Teng Biao said with arrogance: "Do we look like thieves?"

The woman’s gaze turned around us: “You are coming in for adventure? The young people nowadays like to find excitement. They can come in a few times a month. Go to my side and sit down. I will tell you about this. The story of the family."

I hesitated a bit, but Teng Biao directly agreed: "That disturbs."

I frowned. "I am going to be a tyrant."

"What is it for him?" Teng Biao saw that Tang Mingli was not pleasing to the eye. Some people were more handsome than him. If he was with him, he would not be taken away by the camera and his popularity.

Said, Teng Biao reached out and pulled my arm. I pulled my hand back like a gun. Since Yin Yi’s incident, I have rejected physical contact with strange men.

The strange thing is that this is not effective for Tang Mingli, perhaps because he is different from other men.

He once saw my ugly and disgusting appearance, and did not show a disgusted expression.

At that time, as long as others did not look at me with weird eyes, I was already satisfied.

I turned my head and said, "Let's go."

Teng Biao "cut" and said in his heart: "False, who knows what your mask looks like, maybe it is a dinosaur. Where can a beautiful woman come to live!"

[I am going to go, he actually wants to eat the tofu of our anchor! 】

[Teng Hao is the most handsome, how can I eat a tofu of a network female anchor? Even if you eat, the female anchor is also earning it? What is the strength of the fake high, and the road to the female anchor turns black! 】

[The pupils in front of us don’t want to be embarrassed. The live broadcast of our anchor is the whole network. It’s not the same. It’s the only one in the country. The actor like Teng Biao is like a cow. Can he compare with our female anchor? 】

The very tall man was stunned by a dog and never dared to speak.

We followed the woman out of the Lu family, and went through a narrow alley to another family.

This family is very poor, the family is on the wall, the woman gave us a glass of water, and Teng Yu looked at the dirty cup with a disappointment, and did not touch it.

There is a faint smell of rancid in this room, like the smell of a dead mouse.

I asked: "Big sister, are there other people in your family?"

"My husband has been dead for many years, but fortunately, Xiaobao and I are living together." When the woman talked about her son, her face was full of smiles, but the smile quickly went down. "My son is sick, Lying in the room inside."

I turned my head and glanced at the bedroom that was hidden, and it was dark and smeared with a sinister ghost. A groaning sound came from inside, as if something was crawling.

There was a thick layer of cold sweat in my hand.