bestfiction Chapter 21 Black Fans
Chapter 21 Black Fans
It’s not like no one on the Whale Platform has given away imperial luxury packages before, and every time they are given away, they cause heated discussions among everyone.
After all, this is a virtual gift. Wouldn’t it be better to give it real money directly?
I didn't expect to be so eye-opening today. Not only did someone send out a unique satellite, but a rich man also formed a team and got ten imperial luxury package sets.
Could this be some little princess who has come down to earth?
Friends who were eager to watch the fun quickly gathered in the live broadcast room of Mountain God Song Tang.
The number of people soared from over 10,000 when gifts were given to over one million.
This caused the live broadcast room to lag for a while, but the lag problem was alleviated only after the super managers discovered the boss’s appearance and contacted the technical staff immediately.
Other large live broadcast rooms naturally don’t have this problem, mainly because Song Tang is a newcomer and doesn’t have that much authority.
The platform was not prepared, and did not expect that more than one million people would rush in instantly. The most infuriating thing is that the boss of the company also got involved, and not only did he get involved, but he also did not give any warning!
Angry, but trying to keep smiling.
[Hey, it turned out to be a fortune-telling live broadcast room. ]
[Wow, the boss of Whale Platform is gone, which little princess is going to enter the entertainment industry for fun? ]
[My friends, I have seen a living satellite in my lifetime. 】
[A living satellite, a little weird but also very right. 】
[Hurry up, host, please speak up and find a way to keep your fans. I'm so anxious! ]
The gorgeous and eye-catching special effects ended, and Song Tang looked at the monsters on the gift list speechlessly. Needless to say, they must be Yan Fei's gang of second-generation rich people.
It was probably because of the amulet last night. If I had known this would happen, I should have let Yan Fei continue to fight in his own way.
Anyway, we will be out at daybreak and there will be no danger to our lives.
Song Tang's momentary kindness attracted Yan Fei's imagination, which was even bigger than Nuwa's idea of mending the sky. Yan Fei thought that Song Tang had saved his brother and future sister-in-law, and then saved him with a kind heart.
The two million was certainly not his own money. His fixed monthly pocket money was only five hundred thousand.
So only a part of the two million was mine, and the rest was specially approved after I explained the situation to my family.
Yan Fei didn't think he had done anything wrong, and he was even a little proud. He just didn't know if he would regret it if he knew what Song Tang was thinking.
"As usual, connect first and then pay the divination fee."
Soon Song Tang selected a person named "路遥知馬力" to connect with.
"Hello everyone, I am Lu Yao Zhi Mali, you can call me Xiao Ma." Ma Hao is a professional black fan.
He runs an account with more than 100,000 fans, and usually relies on various entertainment gossips to attract fans.
Sometimes, after receiving money, they would also smuggle in some false information about minor celebrities. However, Ma Hao knew his limits and only dared to target those below the 18th line, so he had never been caught.
Yesterday he received another big order, and the other party specifically asked him to go to the live broadcast room of a person named "Mountain God Song Tang" to cause trouble.
Ma Hao has already received a deposit of 20,000 yuan, and if the effect is good, he will add another 20,000 yuan.
He thought he had been cheated this time, paying so much money just for a small blogger with only a few hundred fans. Until he sneaked in and watched the money-throwing drama of the century.
He knew that his chance had come! He could already imagine the day when he would have a million fans.
"Hello, host. I heard that you are very accurate in fortune-telling. How about you do it for free?" Ma Hao coughed and looked at Song Tang sincerely.
Song Tang naturally heard the trap in his words, but he was not afraid, "Yes."
"It's too boring to just not charge money, why don't we make a bet?" Ma Hao suppressed his inner excitement and proposed a bet, "Whoever loses will permanently quit the live broadcast industry, how about it?"
[This Lu Yao Zhi Ma Li is here to stir up trouble, right? If the anchor is right, what can you say if you insist on saying it is wrong? ]
[Since you dare to say that you don’t want money, just confront me head-on. Who is afraid of who? ]
[You're not afraid of hurting your waist even with such a big breath! 】
[You have ruined the reputation of Jiangcheng University. If I were you, I would be too ashamed to live in this world.]
[Schoolmate, I advise you to stop as soon as possible. It will be a waste of time if you are punished and cannot graduate.]
It seemed like something had happened that she didn't know about. How did these people know that she was a student of Jiangcheng University?
She didn't remember mentioning it to the audience in the live broadcast room.
"I promise."
I thought I would have to use the provocation method at least a few more times, but I didn't expect Song Tang to agree so easily.
Ma Hao was ecstatic, but he suppressed his excitement and asked, "I want to know how my grandma is doing in her hometown?"
[What kind of question is this? Can't you just make a phone call and find out? ]
[No, based on my many years of experience watching palace fighting dramas, there must be something fishy going on.]
[Hurry up and tell me, everyone has asked, you must not know. ]
[Stop embarrassing Jiangcheng University and log off immediately! ]
"Your grandma is not doing well." Song Tang said word by word.
"Hahahahaha————"
Ma Hao on the screen seemed to have been tickled, and suddenly burst into laughter. He pounded the table with laughter, and even laughed until tears came out.
The live broadcast audience just looked at him and laughed for about half a minute.
Ma Haocai said with disdain: "Then I can only say goodbye. You are indeed a liar! My grandmother died a long time ago, so how can I say whether she lived a good life or not?"
The screen began to quickly scroll by with various comments, most of which were just there to watch the fun, while some people were politely greeting Song Tang's ancestors.
Yan Fei was anxious when he saw this. Didn't others know Song Tang's ability? Maybe it was really a mistake. Shouldn't these people be so unreasonable?
I secretly sent a private message to Lu Fan, hoping that he would remove all those who questioned Song Tang.
This is an easy thing to do, but Lu Fan can't do it.
Just when Lu Fan was struggling, Song Tang spoke again.
"Your grandmother died when you were nine years old. She died while trying to save your cousin who had gone down to the river without permission and drowned. Since then, you have hated your uncle's family, believing that they killed your grandmother. So for all these years, your family has not been in contact with your uncle."
Ma Hao's smug expression paused, and he forced himself to remain calm and said, "You're checking me?"
Song Tang didn't respond, staring at his face and continued, "Have you been dreaming about your grandma a lot recently? Not only you, but your parents have dreamed about her too."
Ma Hao's forced composure finally broke. Other things could be checked, but how could he investigate things like this that the family talked about behind closed doors?
The family thought that grandma might be short of money in the underworld, so they burned a lot of paper money.
"Have you and your family felt like nothing is going well lately?"
"You, how did you know?" Ma Hao widened his eyes with a look of disbelief.
"Let's go back and move the graves." Song Tang said this and then closed his mouth.
Thinking of the 20,000 yuan, Ma Hao barely suppressed his inner doubts and said, "I don't believe it! I'll call my hometown now."