Chapter 34

Wang Jun, one of the most well-known game anchors, broadcasts any game, no matter if it is an online game, a host, or a stand-alone game, as long as there is something interesting in the game, he will broadcast whatever, because of his "miaoli" and "love to eat shit". Famous, is a frequent visitor in various entertainment videos, and there are often barrage jokes saying "one person feeds a program series".

A few days ago, I received an official invitation from station B to do a live broadcast of the jihad. This is a good opportunity to increase popularity, and it was the invitation from the old club, so I agreed without thinking too much.

After starting the live broadcast, Wang Jun, relying on his high popularity and rich experience in live broadcast, quickly heated up the live broadcast room, making everyone excited about this performance, and he can rest when the performance starts.

"The task this time is really easy. You only need to talk for a while and you can rest." Wang Jun sat on the chair in the most comfortable position, "I am also really witty. Seeing that everyone cares about Xiao Keda so much, take advantage of the situation I talked about this topic for a while, and she might really come anyway, so no one will force me to eat shit this time."

Wang Jun vaguely remembered that he set up a shit-eating last time, but was urged by the audience every day, and finally had to eat a piece of booger to get away with it..."This time I took a piece that was hardly worth it. The possible things come to an end, if there is another problem, I will really eat shit.” Of course, this is also thinking in my heart, it is impossible to really do it.

Then I heard the music playing on the stage. At that moment, Wang Jun felt cold in his heart. He is a loyal fan of Fate. During the live broadcast these days, the audience watched it every day. How can he not know that this song is Fate? Ending song.

Staring blankly at a figure appearing on the stage, he was still deceiving himself in his heart: "No, no, no, this is not necessarily cute, maybe it is someone else."

Then I heard the same singing voice as the original singing, no, it is more emotional than the singing in the video, but no matter how beautiful the singing voice is, it can't stop Wang Jun from feeling completely chilled. Sitting still, I almost fell off the chair, and my heart was also in a state of collapse: "This shit, don't bring such a playful person, the little cutie didn't say it himself, and the official didn't tell me, and let the little white rabbit sing the name of the disease. Love, this is cheating." If he didn't know that this was impossible, Wang Jun would be sure that these groups of people must have joined forces to cheat him.

However, when Wang Jun saw the figure on the stage take off the black robe, he was stunned. What happened to the Saber, which was exactly the same as in the anime? It looked so real. Could it be that he had really crossed the dimensional wall? Then I was fascinated by the music.

It wasn't until the end of the song that Wang Jun came back to his senses. Before he had time to marvel at the beauty and moving voice of the little cutie, he saw someone pooping on the barrage again. Why do you guys remember such trivial things so clearly?

"Ahem, this singer is really beautiful, she is exactly the same as Saber." She tried to change the topic, but the audience actually bought it this time.

"It's really beautiful."

"I didn't expect that Little Cutie is actually a cosplayer." The audience who reacted quickly had already noticed the important point.

"This is called cos? This is clearly the same person, okay?"

"Is it really cute and big?"

"Old dog, hurry up and leave the man behind!"

"Damn it, if the audience is stupid, you are also stupid, aren't you?"

"It's up to you to talk nonsense about whether you're pretty or not. It's not that we don't have eyes, but you should do something serious to keep people here."

Wang Jun: MMP, I think so too, but look at his posture, he slipped away after singing, how could I have time to stay so far away.

"Calm down, everyone. I haven't confirmed that this is the little cutie, so don't panic." Fortunately, Wang Jun is sober enough and knows to disturb the audience's topic first, otherwise the live broadcast room will really blow up.

As for what to do in the future, anyway, after so long, everyone's enthusiasm should drop a little.

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At this time, the audience at the scene also began to recover a little bit, and found that the host on the stage had returned and was still talking to everyone.

"Audience friends, does it sound good?"

Few people answered, everyone was looking for where the singer was just now. After searching around and finding no one, they started to make noise again.

"Where did Saber go just now?"

"Why is she singing Memoria so well?"

"Didn't it mean that little cutie won't come?"

"Is it cute or not! The host has something to say."

The host was also taken aback by the high emotions of the audience, so he calmed down and said: "Everyone is right, the one just now is the little cutie, are you surprised?"

"Really."

"Although I always thought she was cute and big, I was still very excited to hear the host admit it!"

"It's so exciting."

"I didn't expect Xiaocutie to be so beautiful. Before she showed up, some people on the Internet said she was not good looking."

"Who the hell is saying that Saber is too tall!"

"Brother, don't just listen to half a sentence."

"Long live, little cutie, long live, long live!" Someone shouted first, and then everyone started shouting slogans.

"Long live little cutie, long live, long live, long live!"

"Long live little cutie, long live, long live, long live!"

"Long live little cutie, long live, long live, long live!"

Everyone shouted the same slogan as if possessed by a demon, and the momentum was as shocking as the demonstrations on TV.

Everyone was excited, and suddenly there was a heart-piercing shout: "Stop yelling, the little cutie is gone."

The audience was silent for a second, and the next moment the volcano erupted.

"Lying on the grass!"

"Host, where's the cutie?"

"Yeah, where did he go?"

"Could it be that he ran away?"

"Ask the host."

"Say something!"

"Don't be dumb."

The host wiped the cold sweat off his brow: "Wait, let me ask." He ran backstage and asked the staff, only to be told that they had already left when they left the stage. At this time, the host was also dumbfounded. Damn, it’s like a tiankeng. Who can appease the audience after you run away (Lin Qingyin: If you don’t run now, you won’t be able to leave later), thinking about it, it’s like a stage There is also a black robe left by the little cutie, which is probably able to divert attention, and the audience should calm down after waiting a little longer. Fortunately, more security forces have been arranged in advance, otherwise something may happen.

Bite the bullet and go on stage: "I'm very sorry about that, Xiao Keda left in a hurry." Fortunately, the fans are still a little rational, and there is no quarrel, just a little commotion.

"But there is good news. The black robe she wore earlier remains here. Let's play a small game. Whoever wins can take this cloak. What do you think?"

The fans were very disappointed at first, but when they heard that there was still a black robe here, and there was a chance to get it, it was worn by the little cutie himself. If I could get it, I would definitely keep it for a lifetime, no matter how perverted I was Maybe I just wanted to take it out and smell it every day, so everyone actively participated, and it was noisy again.

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