Rebirth: Refusing to be a bootlicker, the goddess school beauty is anxious

Shi Qi and Li Feng shouted "Fuck!" and covered their faces. Jiang Che did not expect Han Teng to make such a turn. He laughed dumbly and waved his hand at the camera.

Then.

A heart-wrenching "Fuck!" sounded in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck!"

After the anchor saw the appearance of Jiang Che, the only one who did not cover his face, he suddenly moved his face to the screen again, and he really looked like he wanted to get out of the screen.

"Fuck! Jiang!!!"

"Awesome!"

"6666..."

At the same time, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room was already crazy.

"Not my buddy, your friend, your friend... your friend Jiang Che!" The anchor widened his eyes and looked unbelievable.

"How is it, is it decent enough!" Han Teng asked with a proud look on his face.

"Enough! That's really enough! Didn't you see what the live broadcast room barrage looked like?"

At this time, the barrage had all become two words. A more intuitive description was that the screen was full of "Dad" characters connected into a line, densely packed and extremely spectacular!

"How many points did I get, buddy?"

"Full marks, this friend is impressive, absolutely full marks, not to mention me, anyone can say it is pure full marks!"

Han Teng was happy!

Purely happy!

Originally, he only wanted to rely on Jiang Che's assets to get a high score and clear the depression in his heart, but then he thought about it and realized that there was no need for this. What was his was his, and what was not his did not need to be pretended, and swelled his face to this fat man.

So, later, he still said directly that none of these things belonged to him.

But the things were not his.

But the friends were indeed his!

Jiang Che is so alive and well, sitting here, and being able to be good friends with him, is this inferior to these assets?

Obviously.

Compared with the former.

The latter is more powerful!

After Han Teng hung up the microphone, the barrage in the live broadcast room was still swiping rapidly for a long time.

"I was wondering why that red LaFerrari looks so familiar!"

"No! Isn't Mr. Jiang's LaFerrari white? How did it become red?"

"You don't know this, do you? Mr. Jiang's car was originally red. It was used as the lead car for someone's wedding, so it was painted white. A friend of mine was one of the masters who painted the car. He said that when he was painting the car, not only did he not dare to shake his hands, but his whole body was shaking, for fear of causing any problems..."

"Hahaha, shouldn't the boss be the most afraid? If I were the boss, I would have to catch the wives of the masters who painted the car, hang them on the tower crane, and let them down when the work was completed without any accidents!"

"Good guy, this is the treatment of a surveyor, right!"

"I I know who this guy is. He is from Shanghai. He is Jiang Che's roommate. Wasn't there a video of Jiang Che attending a wedding and witnessing it some time ago? The video in Shanghai was for him!"

"How do you know?"

"We are alumni. I have heard something about it!"

The anchor didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He kept sighing: "You are friends with the big boss. Just tell me. I will give you the highest score in history. If you do this, what if my live broadcast room is gone? Brothers, I didn't say anything weird just now, did I? He didn't seem angry when he died just now, right?"

Barrage:

"Said +1"

"Said +2"

"Said +..."

"Angry +1"

"Angry +2"

"Angry +..."