Chapter 1342 Hey, Give Me a Sip of Your Yang Qi 32.4
Luo Mio Mumu nodded, obviously still a little unrefreshed.
The combat effectiveness of that group of female anchors.
It's just too strong.
What happened next, he didn't know.
It's just the list of finalists, and a drop in the ocean has turned into a bowl of rice balls.
Saturday night.
The Best Anchor Finals kicked off.
This game gathered the attention of all the anchors and viewers of [Doumiao].
Even the anchors and viewers of other live broadcast platforms ran over when they heard the news.
Not for anything else.
It's all for Luo Mio.
Previously, his audience made a two-hour summary of his video from the first time he started live streaming to the present.
There are more than a dozen different themes inside.
Almost just sent out.
was clicked like crazy.
There is no doubt about it.
Luo Mio became popular and went out of the circle.
The game hasn't started yet.
The number of people in his live broadcast room has crossed from the highest online record of [Doumiao] in the last issue of 6 million to 10 million.
This data shocked many anchors who heard about it.
It also made the local anchor of [Doumiao] have a clear understanding for the first time.
[Doumiao] The first anchor was born.
In the past, there was only one brother and one sister, a phoenix and a bowl of balls.
Because of the different genders, the gap between the number of viewers and all aspects of data is not very large.
So no one thinks who is number one.
It's harmonious.
Instead, laugh and talk.
One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, unless there is one male and one female.
But now.
I have to sigh.
This gap between people, there is no contrast and no cognition.
Light in the Darkness: The countdown is ticking, and in one minute, the broadcast is about to appear.
Childe Xiaobai: I don't know what the theme of today's broadcast is, I'm looking forward to it.
Xiao Lizi: Don't say it, I can't help it, I'm excited.
Feng Luan: 10, 9, 8, 7...
With the countdown, the screen is pitch black.
A man appeared.
He was dressed in a fiery red wedding dress embroidered with a phoenix, and he looked at the camera with a smile on his face.
The flawless, perfect face that does not make people misidentify the gender is full of happiness.
It's so dazzling.
It makes people's hearts beat faster, and they can't help but scream.
Amazing.
It's amazing.
No one thought of it.
One day, there will be a man.
Wearing a wedding dress for live broadcast.
Even if it's a female anchor.
I haven't seen anyone wearing a wedding dress live broadcast.
Qing Yu@: I don't know what to say anymore, and I feel like my brain isn't my own.
The pig who raised the fairy: There is only one lyric in my head, your wedding dress burned the end of the world like fire, and since then the remnant sun has burned my heart like cinnabar.
Beicheng Yu Ansheng: In the past, I couldn't understand how beautiful the so-called beauties of the country and the city were, but now I know, amazing time, warm years, broadcast, it's good to meet you.
Zhuo Xu in the next room.
Pressed to his chest.
In the evening, as usual, he was ready to help him change his clothes.
But it was denied.
I'm still very depressed when it starts broadcasting.
But the moment he saw him, he knew.
He wanted to surprise himself.
Suppressing the heat in his heart, he trembled his hands and tapped on the keyboard.
But for a long time, only one word was typed.
[Management] riverside: Mio.
Natural Forest: The riverside boss was moved, and he was suddenly excited, but he wanted to cry inexplicably.
God: Bobo, is your topic today getting married?
"No, it's a lifetime of staying together."
Luo Mio stared at the camera.
There is clearly visible satisfaction and happiness that cannot be hidden.
"So, the first song, for my lover, "Growing Old with the Heart", I want to grow old hand in hand with you."