Taoyuan Mountain Village

The sudden sadness made many people stunned for a moment.

Jiang Xiaoye took two steps back speechlessly. The depression had already begun to spread. Those who were close to him would be affected by this depression. A few ordinary people were directly overwhelmed by their emotions, and their tears could not stop flowing.

"Mom!"

"Woooo, my wife, I miss you, woohoo!"

"I'm bankrupt, I'm bankrupt, I'm not alive, God, why!"

For a time, many people started to cry, and the sadness immediately covered the surroundings, even the reporters cried.

"What's the matter? Why can't you stop being sad?"

"Woooooo!"

"What's wrong? Why do I feel so sad when I hear Zhao Wuliu's voice? I feel so sad!"

"God, why did I remember my grandmother when I forgot!"

Sadness covers everyone.

Jiang Xiaoye also had a big head, and couldn't help but say, "Be restrained, you are all infected, what are you thinking?"

It must be that this guy thought something bad, which made Arrow Spirit unhappy.

"Woooo, I just thought, I thought about it for a while, I was lucky to have her, I didn't think about anything else, woohoo, I just thought about it, I was lucky to have this bitch, woohoo, why are you so careful? Woohoo!"

Zhao Wuliu burst into tears.

Xiao Hui looked at him, took a few steps back, and stayed away from him, so as not to be infected.

Jiang Xiaoye felt that Zhao Wuliu would be very miserable in the future, because he might cry at any time, and he would cry very sadly. The people around were infected by this emotion and cried.

"Let's go, let's stay away from him." Jiang Xiaoye walked away with Xiaohui and Xiaohe.

"Woooo, can't I be wrong? Woohoo!"

"Auntie, it's wrong, it's wrong, you'll be my auntie in the future, woohoo!" Zhao Wuliu wanted to throw himself into the sea, and his fame was ruined in one go. He was about to pretend to show off, but who knew that the sudden sadness made him instantly look good. shattered.

The fans in the live broadcast room were puzzled at first, but they were quickly infected by Zhao Wuliu's voice.

"Mourning? Why do you want to cry so much after hearing this?"

"Wuwuwu, I feel so uncomfortable. I finally got a graduate student, and I have to do chores every day to find a job. The leaders also call us waste. The family thinks how good our work is, showing off everywhere, woohoo, everything You have to bear the pressure yourself!"

"Why do I remember my ex-girlfriend who is pregnant with my child when I cry? I don't know if his husband finds out that the child is mine. It's a little uncomfortable, hey!"

"I was greened by my girlfriend, woohoo!"

"I really want to cry, my family owes more than 300,000 yuan, and I'm under too much pressure, woo woo woo!"

"Woooo, why is Zhao Wuliu's cry contagious? Woohoo!"

"If you want to cry, cry now, don't be ashamed, anyway, many people are crying, there are several big men in my office who wipe their tears!"

"Cry when you are stressed, woo woo woo!"

Not to mention the vicinity, even the people in the live broadcast room were infected. Many people watching the live broadcast had a feeling that the sadness in their hearts turned into tears, which could not stop flowing.

In many places, there are many phenomena at the same time, that is, some people cry, women cry, and men also cover their heads and cry. There are really many such cases.

Jiang Xiaoye didn't feel right, and wanted to close the live broadcast. He was worried that someone would appear sad and jump off the building, and he couldn't think about it.

However, he soon discovered that all the people around him were venting their secrets, sadness, and their own pressures. Even some journalist interns sat on the ground and cried.

Can it actually relieve stress?

"This emotional infection can relieve stress!" Jiang Xiaoye came to Zhao Wuliu in surprise.

"Woo, I don't know, I only know that my sorrows are endless, woohoo. These are not my sorrows, I feel that this aunt is very happy, woohoo!"

Sadness was given to me, joy was taken away, Zhao Wuliu was crying!

Soon, Zhao Wuliu reacted.

"real?"

Quickly ask in a low voice.

"Really!" Jiang Xiaoye looked at the people around him who were crying, and sensed it carefully. He found that everyone's pressure was dissipating, and some of the sadness and emotions that he didn't dare to expose began to dissipate. Out.

Can this... cure depression?

"It's a shame, woohoo!" Feiyang and domineering Zhao Wuliu, but now he is crying here in a daze, he has no face, he was very happy, who would have known such a thing would happen.

"I didn't lie to you, this is not a special emotional infection. This should be a natural talent of the ancient arrow spirit that has been around for a long time, but it has always appeared on her body, making her seem out of place!"

Jiang Xiaoye put his hand on Zhao Wuliu, sensed it, and found that this was not some accumulated sadness, but...

talent!

"Woooo, say it earlier, woohoo!"

"You don't know yourself, what do you want me to say!" Jiang Xiaoye was speechless.

Zhao Wuliu turned over and came to the live broadcast, crying loudly: "Wuwu, old irons, are you stressed? How much are you hiding? Is life too difficult? Is everything going wrong? It's okay, let's cry together. Come out, relieve our stress, woo woo, come, cry out, don't feel ashamed, everyone, woo woo, everyone is stressed, woo woo, come, today, woo woo, I teach you two ways, woooo, one is crying, woohoo, the other is

Archery! "

"your mother!"

Jin Cangqiong roared and was pulled by several assistants, almost rushing over, roaring: "Shi Ke can not be humiliated, are you his!"

He misunderstood, he thought Zhao Wuliu was laughing at him.

on purpose!

Who will cry after winning? Still crying like this?

"Woooo, this baby's Chinese is good, woohoo, come on, cry, it's not ashamed to lose to Lao Tzu, woo woo, didn't Lao Tzu tell you? Let you, woo woo, let you know what the West is. Not bright, Dongfangliang, your father, woo woo, what does your father look like, what do I look like, woo woo..."

The bitterness in Zhao Wuliu's heart, in fact, he had no choice.

"Ahhhhh!!!" Jin Cangqiong was mad, he didn't say anything about losing money, losing his reputation, it became a joke, and now the other party is complacent, and it has turned into a mourning meeting!

He felt that this was Zhao Wuliu's intention, and he still cried when he won?

"This child is going crazy." Jiang Xiaoye saw that the ghosts and gods on Jin Cangqiong were controlling Jin Cangqiong, so he wouldn't go crazy, otherwise, it was obvious that the ghosts and gods on Jin Cangqiong knew that this was not a place where he could run wild.

"Old irons, cry, don't care what kind of strong man you are, cry loudly, let's release the pressure together! Woohoo!"

In his heart, Zhao Wuliu was begging his grandfather and grandma to let this ancient arrow spirit quickly take back this shared talent. He really couldn't stand this emotional infection.

The tears couldn't stop at all.