I asked you to evaluate a kitchen knife. Would you use it to chop an engineer shovel?

Zhao Feng didn't know the reaction of the fans in the live broadcast room, but even if he was guessing, he could guess what the consequences of this action would be.

"They must be very angry!" Zhao Feng said with great certainty.

But what does all this have to do with him? It's their business to be angry. Who told these people to send out so many people at once, they scared themselves.

It's true that he wants to make money.

but

He wanted to earn this money standing up.

If you want to ask why he is so stubborn, don't ask, just ask with two words: willful.

With his back leaning on the chair and his feet crossed on the table, Zhao Feng was eating fruit and drinking tea, feeling very leisurely.

This state lasted for half an hour.

He looked up at the time, guessing that the fans' anger would have dissipated by now.

Immediately, he adjusted his sitting posture and reopened the live broadcast room.

Just at this moment.

"You're so pretty, Dog Anchor, I finally caught you. You didn't expect it. I've been waiting for you for half an hour!"

"Goose bitch, Guapi, you dare to call me a grudge, anchor, you are tired of living, aren't you?"

"Half an hour, I have been waiting for half an hour. My enthusiastic horse dares to broadcast at the speed of light. You can try again next time!"

The fans in the live broadcast room were very angry.

Zhao Feng's broadcast did not extinguish the anger in their hearts, but instead added fuel to the fire. The accumulated anger was like an old active volcano about to erupt.

However, before their anger could fully burst out, Zhao Feng, with quick eyesight and quick hands, reached out and pressed the play button again.

"The anchor has been downloaded!!!"

New fans: "."

Old fans: "."

Passers-by outside: "."

My mentality is broken!

This time my mentality completely collapsed.

Damn it, this anchor is so poisonous, right?

Other anchors, no matter how much they scold them, will not dare to go off the air unless they can't stand it.

Those who are anchors don’t know that the audience and fans are their economic foundation. Without the audience and fans, no matter how rich the wealthy tycoon is, he will not be able to like these small anchors.

This also leads to a very critical problem. As long as the fans don't make too much noise, almost no anchor can ignore or even ignore the fans' requests.

Not to mention offending things like off-streaming, except for a few powerful anchors, no one dares to do this.

well!

But today they saw it.

Zhao Feng gave them a vivid cognitive lesson. No matter how many fans and audiences you have, in one sentence, I am Xun Daddy! ! !

He is so arrogant and ignores the existence of his fans.

It's nothing to broadcast at the speed of light, I did it twice in a row! ! !

Another half hour passed.

"Hey, are you all still here?"

"How is the anger gone?"

Zhao Feng's voice sounded in the live broadcast room.

That's right, this pussy is back again.

Seeing Zhao Feng's look of needing a beating on the screen, the audience gritted their teeth, but they didn't dare to say anything more, for fear that if they spoke too harshly, the broadcast would be canceled again.

The public screen in the live broadcast room was very quiet, with only a few scattered sentences, and most of them were a few strange greetings.

Compared with the previous barrage army, this is already good but not much.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng showed a successful smile.

Not only that, instead of restraining himself, he explained on his own.

He said don't blame me. You were too fierce just now and scared me, so I had no choice but to cancel the broadcast.

obviously.

As soon as these words came out, they succeeded in making everyone sick.

In the anti-fan chat group.

At this moment, thousands more people have joined inside. In just a few days, the large group of 5,000 people is about to be filled.

"No, I want to beat him!" said a netizen named I and Maple Leaf.

"Hold it, what if I scare him away again?" said another netizen named Xiao Can'anhuan Da Mou.

"But, he deserves a beating so much. I have watched live broadcasts for many years, and I have never seen an anchor who deserves a beating more than him." This netizen with whom Maple Leaf and I have no sworn relationship continued.

"Calm down, even if you want to beat someone up, you have to find out clearly, right?" At this time, a third netizen quietly spoke up and tried to persuade the former.

At this time, Zhao Feng did not know that he had been targeted. After confirming that the big guy was really not angry anymore, he got back to business and prepared to continue bringing goods.

I made a promise to Boss Feng Cai yesterday, so I have to show off my good fortune, right?

There was a clang.

In front of everyone, Zhao Feng took out the No. 1 Meat Grinder of Resentment again and placed it in front of everyone.

Just as he was about to introduce it, a fan named "Quietly Dropping into the Village" suddenly appeared on the public screen. What the other person said caught his attention.

"Hello anchor, I am your fan. After watching your live video, I feel that you are working too hard. I want to give you some specialties from our hometown. I want to send you something. I don't know if it is convenient or not."

Facing the public screen, Zhao Feng read it word for word to everyone in the live broadcast room.

The words just fell.

Countless similar comments suddenly appeared on the public screen, and everyone expressed their desire to send special products to Zhao Feng.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng smiled.

He still doesn't know what these resentful fans think?

Send me something and tell you the address so that you can take revenge on me?

How could I be that stupid?

But he can't say that. Black fans are also fans, and they still need to be defended.

"Don't feel bad for me!"

"Why are you sending me something?"

"You're just a guy with three melons and two dates. You wake up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog every month. You earn so little money that you don't even bother me to make money from a live broadcast. Why do you feel sorry for me?"

"Don't feel bad for me, be obedient, you don't deserve it!"

Those words almost made netizens depressed.

They couldn't figure out how Zhao Feng's 37-degree mouth could say words of minus 273 degrees.

Damn, you are really showing off your wealth unscrupulously, right?

I don’t know how I spent the two pieces of bad money, right?

What makes them most distressed is that almost all of Zhao Feng's income comes from some of their people.

The more I think about it, the worse it gets.

Especially when they saw Zhao Feng's "I'm doing good for you" look and tone, and when he said those words, he was really like Yasuo opening Wushuang, slashing and striking with swords. ;

silence.

Still silent.

Before they could relieve the depression in their hearts, at this time, Zhao Feng's voice rang out again in the live broadcast room.

"OK OK!"

"Dear readers of Resentment, take a look. The No. 1 Meat Grinder of Resentment looks good, has many gifts, and most importantly, is cheap. Hurry up and place your order, my brothers of Resentment!"

This sentence was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The fans became angry and broke out on the spot.

Pretty!

You still have the nerve to carry the goods!

If you don’t want me to have a good time, don’t want anyone to have a good time today.

"Brothers, spray him!"

Give an order.

The mighty barrage army came out of the arena again and attacked Zhao Feng overwhelmingly.