Number of people in the room: 0

Ye Sanjiang and Jiang Wange looked at each other, Jiang Wange was brewing for a moment, she shrugged, spread her hands, and expressed her confusion and doubts in surprise:

"I greeted him, did he exit the room?"

"It seems like that."

“…why?”

"Uh, maybe you're too pretty, which makes him embarrassed, so he exits the room and calms down."

Jiang Wange looked at him suspiciously. Before the person came back, the number of people in the live broadcast room gradually increased. It must be that the news about Jiang Wange's live broadcast popped up on the phone of the person who had not yet been cleared.

The number of people in the room quickly became dozens, and there were barrages as soon as there were more people.

"pretty."

“It’s pretty.”

"nice."

Several comments that appeared sporadically made Jiang Wange feel happy. She smiled and said, "Thank you."

Ye Sanjiang then used his fingers to compete with his heart in the direction of Jiang Wange. Jiang Wange blinked and raised his hands to compete with the camera. The sweet appearance in the video was very eye-catching.

More and more people.

"The little girl is so cute, is the anchor's child?"

Jiang Wange: "She is my niece."

Coco looked at her with his head raised, not knowing who his aunt was talking to.

"The niece is very cute."

"I finally remembered my account and password, right? I've been waiting for updates but I haven't updated them."

"goddess!!"

“So beautiful.”

"Goddess and goddesses!"

"I want to take a shower like this and take a shower on the balcony."

"The anchor reached out to sway next to his face to see if the beauty was being too much."

Jiang Wange looked at Ye Sanjiang in confusion. Ye Sanjiang nodded, and she did as she did, turning her right hand around her face, and took a pen from the table and held it on her head.

Jiang Wange smiled and said, "Look, the pen is not bent!"

"Love it!"

"My God, the fairy descended to earth."

Jiang Wange: "No, it's exaggerating, I still have a filter on it."

"Close the filter and take a look."

Jiang Wange: "Oh."

After she said that, she reached out to turn off the filter, but her eyes saw Ye Sanjiang shook her head.

The comments are also saying.

"What do the anchors listen to them? A group of people who have nothing to do when they are full, even if they turn off the filter, they will still be people you can't get."

"Don't listen to them on the anchor."

"Have you seen the anchor's previous works? There is a video of her singing live."

"Late duck! Late duck! I am your old fan!"

Jiang Wange: "Hello, thank you for your attention."

She thought for a while and continued to speak: "Actually, I am also an ordinary person, because by chance, I attracted the attention of some netizens."

"How did you think of starting a live broadcast today?"

The one who speaks is also an old fan who is concerned about it.

Jiang Wange: "Some fans are urging updates in the comment section, but I have never known what to update, so I just want to start a live broadcast and chat with everyone. Anyway, I am idle at home."

After saying that, she moved her head outside the camera, showed a strange expression to Ye Sanjiang, and even stuck out her tongue because she had lie.

In fact, it was just that the fans fell out and wanted to show their faces to save them. In addition, they cheated and rewarded them for a lot of money. After all, Jiang Wange has never made a penny yet. She has a fascination for making money, no matter how much money it is.

But she was embarrassed to speak: You guys should reward me!

Ye Sanjiang guessed that she was so envious now that the number of people in the live broadcast room was three digits, but no one was rewarded yet.

Why don’t you guys who are ignorant of your appearance give rewards to Lord Jiang?

Jiang Wange frowned and looked at the screen, repeating the above words over and over again in his heart.

"What kind of talent does the anchor have?"

Jiang Wange pouted: "I don't know how to be talented, I'm a lazy waste."

"Hahaha, so do I!"

"Same for me."

"Same for me."

"Same for me."

“1”

Seeing so many similar people in an instant makes Jiang Wange unable to help but laugh.

"Don't the works on the anchor's homepage sing?"

Jiang Wange curled his lips: "I will blush when singing, but I won't sing."

"Everyone, I'm excited."

“1”

“1”

...

Mr. Ye: "Sing!"

Jiang Wange widened her eyes and caught this from the barrage. She raised her small fist at Ye Sanjiang.

“Is there anyone outside the screen?”

Jiang Wange reacted: "Ah...that's my man..."

Ye Sanjiang immediately shook his hands to stop Jiang Wange from telling the truth.

Jiang Wange: "...That's my nephew, he just was about to climb onto the table to play."

Ye Sanjiang gave a thumbs up.

How can I reward this group of perverts if Jiang Wange knows that he has a boyfriend?

"The anchor sings!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't blush, you mainly want to listen to your singing."

"Same for me."

Jiang Wange held Coco and let her sit on her lap, bulging her cheeks in compromise: "What are you singing? What do you want to hear?"

Coco looked at the camera and bulged his cheeks together.

Ye Sanjiang looked at her through a screen and felt a critical hit.

The scene of two beauties, one big and one small, acting cute at the same time made her heart miss half a beat.

"The niece is so cute, I want to hug her aunt."

"Hero Song."

"The devil upstairs."

"Hero Song."

"Hero Song."

“…”

“What the hell is the comment section?”

The barrage suddenly started to play the song together. Jiang Wange pulled the corner of her mouth. These blind followers made her want to vomit but were hindered by the scene.

"The reason why it's so boring starts with a bat."

"Let's start the anchor, the hero song starts."

"Sing well and rewarded."
To be continued...