Chapter 87: I said you would regret it, why don't you believe it? (in)

　　 Mu Bai took Qian Yiwen and left.
　　 Qian Yiwen didn't like the camera because he was shy, and he didn't like the camera even more.
　　 Of course, he was not photographed.
　　 But Mu Bai was still too dissatisfied by the sudden appearance of the anchor that he didn't even eat his meal.
　　 But fortunately, he is not the kind of person who will be aggressive after he is rich.
　　 If this anchor doesn't come to disturb them anymore, then he doesn't really care about anything.
　　 But when the two came to the front desk of the restaurant and asked for two bottles of eight-treasure porridge, when they were about to take them away, the female anchor also followed very annoyingly.
　　 And not far from them, he pointed the camera at Qian Yiwen, even this time Mu Bai was in the lens.
　　More than that, Zhang Yuyan was still whispering to the phone to vent his dissatisfaction.
"Hey, I guess the contact information is out of the question, but this kid is really irritating, and the beautiful women didn’t say so hard not to shoot. He is coming, and he taught me in an old-fashioned tone. What if I shoot again, it will make me regret it, I really laughed! How come he is such a nosy and arrogant person?"
　　 Mu Bai’s hearing is very good after being strengthened by the magic stream. Even if Zhang Yuyan’s voice is not loud, he still hears clearly.
　　 At this time, Qian Yiwen also held Mu Bai's hand tightly and whispered: "That female anchor is so annoying. After we finish buying, let's drive to Xuzhou, so we won't be able to touch her."
　　 "Well, well, wait here for a while, the waiter will pack the eight-treasure porridge. I'll go to the toilet."
　　 Mu Bai did not show any strange expression, but smiled calmly to Qian Yiwen and said, then he turned and walked towards the restaurant toilet not far away.
　　 "Oh, come back soon." Qian Yiwen also said casually.
　　 Then she glanced at the female anchor who was still pointing the camera at her, and couldn't help frowning. Although the female anchor was annoying, she was also helpless in this situation.
　　 At this time, I saw Qian Yiwen's order, so many fans in Zhang Yuyan's live broadcast room began to encourage the anchor to ask for contact information.
　　 "Anchor, go now to get the contact information, that stinky little boy is not here!"
　　 "Yes, the flowers are all in the cow dung, has that little kid's hair grown all over? Just find such a beautiful goddess-level friend!"
　　 "Hurry up, anchor, I'll give you two more rockets, I'm going to ask for contact information! I looked at this girl, and it really went back to the time of first love in an instant!"
　　 "The anchor is also pretty, hey, man, just insatiable."
　　 "Anchor, the two planes have been delivered, please go and ask for contact information."
　　......
　　 Zhang Yuyan looked at Dan Mu in the live broadcast room and the gifts made by fans, and then he thought of asking for contact information.
　　 After all, it would be great if she could get it, but if she didn't, she wouldn't lose much.
So she thought about it, and pretended to be pitiful to the fans in the live broadcast room and said: "Well, I will go and ask for your contact information again, but the anchor is still very likely to be ruthlessly mocked, so please everyone Give me some gifts for encouragement."
　　 Although most of the fans know that the anchor is deliberately making gifts, they still brush up.
　　Among them, there are local tyrants who have a mess of thoughts about this goddess who suddenly appeared in the mirror, there are also friends who watch purely for fun, and some loyal fans of the poor anchor.
　　 For a time, there were many small gifts of a few cents and a few dollars and a hundred planes in the live broadcast room, and even local tyrants gave away five rockets.
　　 This made the corners of Zhang Yu's cigarette holder cocked up again, and the originally low interest also rose because of these gifts.
　　 "Well, thank you, I'm going to hook up the goddess for you, and I need to contact you."
　　 Zhang Yuyan was talking in the live broadcast room, but when she was about to walk towards Qian Yiwen, suddenly, an admiration on the screen made her stop uncontrollably.
　　 "Ding! Welcome to the level 114 super coffee user is a bit cold, shocked to enter the venue, applause from the audience!"
　　 114 super big coffee! a little cold!
　　 After these two words appeared in the live broadcast room, Zhang Yuyan's hand holding the mobile phone trembled with excitement, almost causing the mobile phone to fall to the ground.