Online Farmer

Mu Bai took Qian Yiwen and left.

Because Qian Yiwen is shy, he doesn't like being on camera, and he doesn't like being on camera even more.

Of course, they didn't take pictures of him either.

However, Mu Bai was still left without a good meal by the sudden appearance of the anchor, so he was very dissatisfied.

But fortunately, he is not the kind of person who becomes domineering when he becomes rich.

If the anchor doesn't bother them anymore, then he doesn't really care about anything.

But just when the two of them came to the front desk of the restaurant and ordered two bottled eight-treasure porridge, and were about to take them away, the hostess followed him in a very annoying way.

And not far from them, the camera was pointed at Qian Yiwen, and even this time, Mu Bai was caught in the camera.

Not only that, Zhang Yuyan was still venting her dissatisfaction in a low voice on the phone.

"Hey, it's probably useless to ask for the contact information, but this little kid is really annoying, and the beauties didn't force me to say no to filming. He's coming, and he even taught me in an old-fashioned tone. What do you say, if I shoot again, it will make me regret it, I really laughed! How can there be such a nosy and arrogant person like him?"

Mu Bai's hearing was strengthened by the miraculous stream, even though Zhang Yuyan's voice was not loud, he could still hear clearly.

At this time, Qian Yiwen also held Mu Bai's hand tightly and whispered: "That female anchor is so annoying, let's drive to Xuzhou after we finish shopping, so we won't be able to meet her."

"Well, okay, you wait here for a while and the waiter packs the eight-treasure porridge. I'll go to the toilet."

Mu Bai didn't show any strange expression, he just calmly smiled at Qian Yiwen and said, then he turned and walked towards the restaurant toilet not far away.

"Oh, come back soon." Qian Yiwen also said casually.

Then she glanced at the female anchor who was still pointing the camera at her, and couldn't help frowning. Although she was annoyed by the female anchor, she was helpless in this situation.

Seeing that Qian Yiwen had placed an order at this time, so many fans in Zhang Yuyan's live broadcast room began to encourage the anchor to ask for contact information.

"Anchor, hurry up and ask for contact information, that stinky little boy is not here!"

"That's right, the flowers are all planted in cow dung, has that kid's hair grown all over? Just find such a good-looking goddess-level friend!"

"Hurry up, anchor, I'll give you two more rockets, hurry up and ask for contact information! When I looked at this girl, I really went back to my first love in an instant!"

"The anchor is also pretty good-looking, hey, man, he is just greedy."

"Anchor, two planes have been delivered, please hurry up and ask for contact information."

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Zhang Yuyan looked at the fans in the live broadcast room and the gifts sent by fans, and then thought of asking for contact information again.

After all, it would be great if she could get it, but if she didn't, she would have nothing to lose.

So she thought for a while, then pretended to be pitiful to the fans in the live broadcast room and said: "Okay, I will have the cheek to ask for your contact information again, but the anchor is still very likely to be ruthlessly ridiculed again, so please everyone Give me some gifts to encourage me."

Although most of the fans knew that the anchor was deliberately setting gifts, they still swiped them one after another.

Among them are local tyrants who have messy thoughts about this goddess who suddenly appeared in the mirror, there are also water friends who just watch it for fun, and there are some loyal fans of the poor anchor.

For a while, there were a lot of small gifts of a few cents and a few dollars in the live broadcast room, as well as a hundred planes, and even a local tyrant gave five rockets.

This made the corners of Zhang Yu's cigarette mouth turn up again, and his low spirits became high because of these gifts.

"Yeah, thank you everyone, I'm going to hook up the goddess for everyone, and I need the contact information."

Zhang Yuyan was talking in the live broadcast room, but just as she was about to walk towards Qian Yiwen, suddenly, an entry bullet on the screen made her stop involuntarily.

"Ding! Welcome to the 114-level super big coffee users, it's a bit cold, shockingly enter the venue, the audience applauds!"

Level 114 super big coffee! a little cold!

When these two words appeared in the live broadcast room, Zhang Yuyan's hand holding the phone shook excitedly, almost causing the phone to fall to the ground.