By the time the song of Shiyun finished, Lin Zixuan had already wiped out his one million balance in some music.
The popularity of the Shiyun live broadcast room has also begun to soar, with more and more people entering the live broadcast room.
"Welcome everyone, thank you Brother Yueluo for the carnival."
After Lin Zixuan spent one million, the messages on his cell phone never stopped.
On his own homepage, he has inexplicably gained hundreds of thousands of fans, as well as a lot of private messages.
This number of fans can already surpass most anchors and bloggers.
Among the many private messages, I finally found Shiyun’s contact information.
I sent a friend request and of course it was approved in seconds.
"Hello, brother Yueluo, I didn't expect you to be from Seoul too."
The news over there popped up quickly. Shiyun did not end her live broadcast. She was chatting with herself during the live broadcast. Of course, Lin Zixuan was not too cold either.
"Yeah, I'm studying in college in Seoul. What about you?"
"What a coincidence, I'm a student at the School of Art and I'm a sophomore this year."
The Art Institute is not far from my school, and it seems that Shiyun is a little younger than herself.
"I really don't know how to thank Brother Yueluo. Very few people like our classical music. I have been live streaming for a long time and my popularity has been bleak."
"Brother Yueluo helped me recruit so many people today, I will try my best to keep them."
Lin Zixuan felt a little regretful when he heard this. Many traditional skills of the older generation are actually being gradually lost.
Although I bought a lot of gifts, it is estimated that not many can actually stay in the live broadcast room.
"Let's live broadcast well. I'll come back later."
"Okay, brother Yueluo, I'll broadcast live first."
An hour later, Shiyun ended her live broadcast.
In a rental house in Seoul, a beautiful woman wearing Hanfu was covering her chest with a bit of shock on her face.
"Lele, a big brother gave me one million dollars today."
"What, a million?"
As soon as Shiyun's voice fell, a girl rushed into the room.
The girl looks to be the same age as Shi Yun, but her style is very different.
She has short burgundy hair, slightly curly.
Although she is wearing pajamas, it can be seen that she is a pretty little beauty.
Her name is Wu Lele, and she is Shiyun's roommate. She is also a sophomore student at the School of Art, but she studies painting.
The two rented this house together, and of course they had a very good relationship.
"Shiyun, are you lying to me? One million, that's one million."
Shiyun on the side nodded silently: "I feel like I'm dreaming too."
"But it is, and he is still from our Seoul."
"A person from Seoul?"
Upon hearing these three words, Wu Lele's face darkened a lot.
"Shiyun, the live streaming industry is very deep. Think about it, why would he pay you a million for no reason? He just happens to be from Seoul."
"Hey, I guess I want to do something to you."
"ah?"
Shiyun exclaimed, seemingly inexperienced.
"What should we do?"
Feeling Shiyun's eyes asking for help, Wu Lele patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"Shiyun, my sister has told you many times that women will fall in love sooner or later. Since you can fall in love with anyone, why not find someone with good conditions?"
"You are just too naive. You have never even touched a boy's hand in your life."
"Look at this big brother today, he can directly give you one million without even meeting you, which shows that his financial strength must be extraordinary."
"As long as he's not that kind of wretched uncle, he can actually be considered a pretty good Prince Charming, right?"
After being persuaded by her best friend, Shiyun began to imagine Lin Zixuan's appearance in her mind, and her face turned red unconsciously.
As Wu Lele said, she has never been in love, and has never even touched a boy's hand. Just like she likes ancient styles, she is a very conservative girl.
But what Wu Lele said made sense. He couldn't be alone all his life. He wanted to fall in love anyway, so he had to find someone with better conditions who was worthy of him.
So what does Brother Yueluo look like?
Lin Zixuan here, of course, didn't know the whispers of his two best friends. He was lying on the bed when a message suddenly popped up on his phone.
What Lin Zixuan didn't expect was that the message was sent by Yang Qianqian.
It was the gold-digger girl from school who was added in the morning. After the two of them added friends, they didn't say a word.
"Do you think this perfume looks good?"
Attached was a picture of the perfume, and Lin Zixuan saw that the price seemed to be more than three thousand.
Before I could take a closer look, two messages were displayed, both of which had been withdrawn.
Soon, Yang Qianqian sent another message.
"Sorry, sent to the wrong person."
When Lin Zixuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but chuckle.
Of course, this wasn't a message to the wrong person, it was just a hint to myself.
Then a transfer message popped up on Yang Qianqian's phone.
"Isn't it just a perfume? If you like it, buy ten."
Yang Qianqian in the dormitory also sat up after seeing the news.
There was also a transfer of more than 30,000 yuan.
Yang Qianqian had a bit of confusion on her face. She spent the most time every day maintaining her fish pond. When she was scrolling through the list, she thought of adding her boy in the morning.
In fact, very few people have taken the initiative to add their contact information recently, because their reputation in the school is not very good.
Basically, they are some rich second generations who think they have a little money and want to make a deal with themselves.
Yang Qianqian wanted to test whether Lin Zixuan was such a rich second generation.
Unexpectedly, the other party told me to buy ten without saying a word.
"Big fish, this must be a big fish."
Yang Qianqian's face showed a happy expression.
She never hides her worship of money. What's wrong with liking money? I didn't play with their feelings, they all voluntarily paid me money.
But in today's society, it is very difficult to find the real rich second generation. Most of them are people who package themselves, but in fact they have nothing. Instead, they are some poor people who like to use their one month's salary to spend their whole life. Save up to please the goddess.
It is very rare for people to be as generous as Lin Zixuan.
"Oh, brother, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask my best friend to help me see if this perfume is good-looking. I didn't expect the news to be sent to my brother."
