The Fine Food Broadcaster

Draw lucky guests, it can be said that all the audiences in the live broadcast room did not look forward to today, because today Ye Fei directly threw out two super gourmet bombs, a powerful cuisine, a light taste delicious.

It can be said that these two kinds of food are so good that they do not stimulate all the audience in the live broadcast room, even a few super big coffees are a bit overwhelming. One by one has been waiting for this moment.

"The lottery must be drawn. This time I will say yes, no matter who is drawn, just sell me the quota and base it at 200 million!" Shouted into the microphone all over the world.

As soon as his words were spoken, it could be said that the other viewers in the live broadcast room had collapsed.

"I'm going, brother in the world, this is your fault, you are overwhelming!"

"Brother in the world, everyone is a compatriot. Give me a way to live. How can you live if you do this?"

"I don't know why, and I was suddenly curious what kind of sky-high price this last lucky guest place will be."

"I dare not imagine, although it has not yet started, but I dare say that as long as someone sells, the price of this place will definitely set a record and reach an unprecedented height."

"Excited, so excited, no matter if I can get it, today I have to see at least one auction where no one has come before and no one has come."

People waited and looked forward, screaming.

Liu Feng was almost **** with excitement. He knew that if nothing unexpected happened, his own news would definitely be blown out today. If he didn't start well today, he would be famous in the entire press.

"Sit down, come on, you locals, come on, fight, fight for me!"

The goods shook their fists and secretly gave these tyrants a hard time.

Ye Feicai doesn't care how these people compete. His task is to draw the last lucky viewer. As for how the lucky viewer who was drawn handles this quota, he doesn't care.

However, this guy's heart is also a little depressed, and he said that he should know that the current quota is so valuable. At first, he should not set up a lucky carousel at all, but directly put it up for auction. Uncle, there are hundreds of millions of quotas. There are more rewards for a live broadcast.

Crazy!

"Well, now that our friends are waiting, we don't talk nonsense, now we have Cheng Ming to help us draw this last lucky guest!"

Talking, Ye Fei just let go.

Cheng Ming sat in front of the computer. The guy's legs were lame. He was excited. He knew that today he was going to draw this last lucky guest. This is a crazy place. This is also a place that makes a lot of people. Local tyrants are bound to get a quota, if this lottery is regarded as a war, then this quota is the high ground that all the troops are bound to get!

And I am the one who decides the right to belong to this highland. This right ... This right is really unimaginable. I did not expect that I would have such a great day.

More and more excited, more and more excited.

This product sat in front of the computer for a long time.

This was anxious to everyone.

"Unlucky man, how about your hair?"

"Emma, ​​what the **** is silence? Hurry up, draw me out, you Bodhisattva, can you show me this?"

"Unlucky, you do n’t have to draw a lottery, I'm going to get mad. When I get mad, God is afraid."

Ye Fei was also a little confused, and he said what happened to you? Pumping.

"He touched Cheng Ming and said," It's started. "

Cheng Ming woke up from his mind / prostitution, and quickly rubbed his hands, saying, "I'm sorry, I just thought of a miserable history for me, and I was a bit lost."

Everyone: "........."

What a miserable history? This has something to do with the lottery. You draw it.

People are anxious about jumping feet.

At this time, I was eating and sending a message: "Cheng Ming, if you get me, your probationary salary will start at 100,000!"

Boom ~~

Seeing the news from Zhang Junwei, Cheng Ming shook himself and almost fell off the chair.

I went there. Zhang Junwei really cut out for this quota. The salary for the probation period started at 100,000?

That year was more than one million. This is an unimaginable salary to myself, but ... but how do I know if I can get you?

The thought of having an annual salary of one million yuan made Cheng Ming even more excited.

The goods turned around and asked Ye Fei.

"Yeshen, can you control this lucky dish? Let me pump Mr. Zhang."

Ye Fei: "........."

Hemp eggs, how can this be controlled? Don't say it's you, I can't control it, it's good for who it is.

This stuff is full of black lines, saying: "Don't think about it so much. It is yours after all. Your ability is so strong. It is only a matter of time to reach a monthly salary of 100,000. Today we will draw a lot."

Cheng Ming nodded a little embarrassed. He was really confused by Zhang Junwei's bomb just now and was over excited.

After adjusting his mood, Cheng Ming coughed, then held the mouse, pointed directly at the lucky disk, and clicked.

The moment the lucky disk was hit, it started to spin.

With the turn of the lucky disk, the live broadcast room suddenly quieted down, no one sent a message, and no one gave a reward. Even everyone can hear the heavy gasp of eating all over the world, and we can see that everyone is nervous. Waiting, everyone's eyes were staring nervously at this small rotating lucky disk.

Just as this lucky dish turned, it was far away in a villa in Tongling, Heilongjiang Province, northeast of China.

A middle-aged man with glasses is sitting on the sofa steadily, leaning Erlang's legs, holding a mobile phone in his right hand, and holding a cigarette in his left hand, but although he lit the cigarette, he did not smoke, and The cigarette is allowed to burn slowly, soot slowly grows.

He waited until a cigarette was about to burn, and the ash was about to fall off. Then he bombarded the ash into the ashtray, and said to himself, "What will happen?"

After speaking, the middle-aged man annihilated the cigarette **** in the ashtray, and ... then he touched it from under a cushion beside him and took out something.

This is a gun! A real gun!

He glanced at his mobile phone, then looked at the gun in his left hand, then slowly raised the gun in his hand, and aimed at a humanoid target on the opposite wall, followed by his left hand. The forefinger pulled the trigger, and a snapping sound, a bullet flew out of the gun angrily, and went straight to the target.

Bang ~~

The bullet hit the human target accurately, right in the eyebrow.

The young man blew his muzzle and threw the gun directly on the table, dejected: "It hasn't moved for a long time, and the crosshairs are getting worse and worse."

If someone hears this sentence, he will definitely vomit blood, hey, you are shooting with your left hand, and you still have a shot in the center of your eyebrows. At this level, you are so embarrassed that your accuracy is getting worse? Why don't you die

Yinzhou Qihang Freight Co., Ltd.

A driver in his forties is sitting on a chair, squinting as if thinking about something while smoking.

"Lao Qi, what do you think?" Another driver came over, patted Lao Qi's shoulder, and asked.

Lao Qi smiled and said, "What do you want? Think about the 22nd of Yueshangge."

"Shit, go to Yueshangge again?"

"What do you say, I don't have a wife till now, and I am also in need."

"I didn't say you, Lao Qi, you really should take your heart off, find a woman to start a family, always have a descendant?"

Lao Qi smoked a cigarette and said, "I want to, too, but which woman is willing to follow me."

"There will always be, by the way, I have a distant cousin. My husband has been dead for many years and has never remarried. If you do n’t want to abandon it, I can make a match for you. How about it?"

Lao Qi just laughed and didn't speak.

"I said you don't always laugh. You are a good-natured person. You are so happy to see everyone. You can just give me a message."

The old seven nodded and said, "Okay, let's run this bus and come back to meet your distant cousin after coming back."

"That's fine, let's just say that. Don't forget about it. Don't forget it."

"Will not."

During Ye Fei's live broadcast, the lucky turntable was still spinning fast, and everyone's heart also fluctuated up and down with the rotation of the lucky turntable.

Finally, the lucky turntable stopped slowly in everyone's expectation, and then a name appeared at the pointer.

When everyone saw the name, a lot of old audiences were all because it was a sadder guy who was more sad than 饕餮. It can be said that when Ye Fei started broadcasting, this guy was in this live broadcast room ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ How long has this been, everyone else has mixed up with a guest quota, this product has not been mixed yet, it is estimated that his thunderous attitude finally touched the sky and moved the boundless air, which only drew him.

"Well, this, this ... What else should I do? Can you buy it?" It hurts a bit when I eat all over the world.

This buddy is in the same batch as his fans in Ye Fei. It can be said that they belong to the veteran level, and this product is also required to watch Ye Fei's programs every time. It can be seen that he must have been looking forward to this quota for a long time. The key point is that this guy is not bad at all.

Because of this, he felt a little depressed after eating all over the world, because he was not sure if he could buy this place.

Not only him, Zhang Junwei was a little speechless. He got an old friend, and he bought an eggplant.

"I said ... can't I sell?" Asked all over the world, smiling suddenly.

The winning guy made a smile and asked, "What do you say?"

Eat all over the world: "………… Sell …… .. or not?"