Chapter 887: : Liver Jue

Seeing the growing popularity in the live broadcast room, Tim could not be a bit happy, but rather worried, and seeing the numerous barrage in the live broadcast room, his face began to be cloudy.
Most of these rapidly increasing numbers were brought by Zhang Qige, and there were also many other audiences in the live broadcast room. I heard that Zhang Qige had started rounds again. All of them came to watch the show. Seeing the excitement, they also took the initiative. Go and make trouble.
Where can Erke dance? Not only did he not go through systematic dance training, he was also only interested in singing at home, but she had already bought gifts, and with so many booing netizens, Erke was not good for a while Make a choice.
If you don't dance, I'm afraid not only this powerful "seven brother" will not let him go, even these large audiences will not easily buy it.
But if you dance by yourself, if you dance poorly, you might be laughed at by Zhang Qige and violate your own principles.
Feng Timo is very talented in singing, and friends around him said that he should become a singer, but becoming a singer is not that simple. It is impossible to achieve it on my own terms. Fortunately, I met a friend. She is a live singing anchor. You only need to sing each time.
In order to bring his singing voice to everyone, Timo chose to broadcast live to show his musical talents, and hope to get everyone's praise and recognition.
But now in this situation, Timo really can't dance, but, having heard of Zhang Qige's deeds, if he doesn't dance, he may really be blocked by Superman.
I finally made up my mind and plucked up the courage to sing in front of the screen, but it was over before it started.
Feng Timo gritted his silver teeth and showed a reluctant smile, and said: "Seven brother, I'm really sorry, I really can't dance, or you can change it, I can sing, or I can sing the first. Song for you?"
"Sing? Just forget about singing. If I really want to listen to singing, I will sing myself."
Zhang Qige listened to Timo's words, shook his head and said.
"That is, our seventh brother can sing by himself, do I need you to sing?"
"The anchor hurry up and start dancing, we don't want to listen to singing, we just want to watch dancing, and it's the kind of spicy dance."
Before Zhang Qige could continue to speak, the audience in the live broadcast room began to sit still.
"Well, I think you are a new anchor, so it won't be difficult for you. I don't need you to dance or sing. I will choose a simple one for you."
Timo was relieved to see that Zhang Qige didn't need to dance by himself, but he didn't need to sing by himself. He couldn't do anything but sing. If he couldn't figure out what Zhang Qige was going to do, Timo raised his brow slightly and asked.
"Then Brother Seven, what do you want to see, as long as it's not dancing, I should be able to do it?"
When Zhang Qige heard Timo say this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said.
"In this way, as long as you take off a piece of clothing, I will send a Buddha off the wall, how about it?"
While watching the lively audience, I thought that Zhang Qige would really let this little anchor go and stop embarrassing her, when I saw the barrage sent by Zhang Qige.
It turned out that Zhang Qige was waiting for her here.
"Fuck, today is going to do something."
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