Chapter 178 Talk about dreams with the landlord, a man and a woman? [Please give me a monthly ticket in the third update, please subscribe]

The key is that Liu Qingling also has a temperament that those female anchors do not have.

grace!

pure!

Unlike any female anchor who is so arrogant!

Liu Qingling is such a woman.

Isn’t it good to be a landlord to earn a monthly income of one million yuan?

To be honest, with Liu Qingling's conditions, it is actually not difficult to have more fans than those female anchors!

But she never thought of winning more fans through this method.

Exposing your chest and legs is not considered at all.

It is also difficult to act cute and coquettish.

Even if it was singing or something, it seemed so embarrassing to face a large group of strangers.

Before, some viewers were attracted to this small live broadcast room by Liu Qingling's image and temperament, and even made a big reward directly. As long as Liu Qingling could wear a sexy dress, wear less, act coquettish, etc., they were all politely rejected by Liu Qingling.

Then these people will curse each other. Better, they will scold Liu Qingling for being stupid, and will not use their own advantages, garbage anchors, etc.

As for some poor quality, I will just scold you.

"Isn't it just an anchor who pretends to be awesome?"

"With this little popularity, why are you pretending to be reserved? Show it now!"

"Is the money not enough? Is it more than enough? I will add some more, as long as you show it to me!"

"Just this spicy chicken technique, let's go through the full channels!"

At that time, Liu Qingling could only endure the grievances in front of some viewers who were actually watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room, pretending to be nothing, and put these people on the blacklist, while comforting those old viewers who were also full of righteous indignation and stood up for themselves.

But every time after the live broadcast ends, she turns off the live broadcast camera, and she feels so wronged that she wants to cry.

Liu Qingling often couldn't help thinking that if she was a great player of the god level, she would have the strength of a king of gods, so that she could rely on her strong strength to attract more fans and viewers who really watched her play games during live broadcasts.

But she is not. She is just a small anchor in the platinum rank. Her only reliance is those more than 100 loyal fans who have accumulated over time, as well as her own efforts and persistence.

Until today!

She saw hope in Ji Mo, the ability to control the whole game, the ability to fight five!

If she could have Ji Mo's strength, no, she had half of the strength, why worry about not being able to rely on her own strength to go straight to the Diamond King?

If she could have such strength, why worry about not having some fans who really watch her play games?

When Ji Mo heard this, he finally understood and suddenly realized: "Oh, Sister Qingling, you want more fans."

Liu Qingling nodded and said in a weak tone: "Yes, the more fans, the better, so that I can get official attention."

"This is actually very simple. You can change the name of the live broadcast room and call it "The King of Live Broadcasts, and then I will help you to rank more, and you will be able to get there soon." Ji Mo suggested.

Of course, Ji Mo also has another way, that is, to use his popularity!

Liu Qingling shook her head: "This is not OK. What's the difference between me and other female anchors like this? And you must be busy with yourself. How can I take up too much time for you? Only when my own strength becomes stronger is the most useful."

Liu Qingling's voice suddenly became weaker, and two red clouds suddenly rose on her white and tender pretty face, and she said as if she was as thin as a mosquito: "And, even if you help me fight, I have a large number of fans and have been invited by the official to give an explanation."

"But if it is really the same as you said, in the future, if you enter the e-sports circle of Honor of Kings, I can't even see his operating skills and positioning intentions. I can only make a vase and explain it constantly. Oh yes, yes, that's simply an insult to my own dream."

Ji Mo looked at Liu Qingling like this and listened to her words, suddenly became stunned. He was silent for a long time in his heart and asked seriously: "Sister Qingling, do you really want to be a good anchor and commentator? Is it really that important to you?"

This problem is a bit sudden.

Ji Mo's sudden silence and seriousness made Liu Qingling stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, what's wrong?"

Ji Mo said lightly, "Actually there is no need to do this, why bother to make things difficult for yourself? Isn't it good to be a landlord for a monthly income of one million yuan?"

"If you don't teach me, forget it!" Liu Qingling said angrily.

"I know I have a poor strength. After playing, I am platinum. Although I have been working hard, I still can't make it! I am not young anymore. Compared with those female anchors who are only seventeen or eighteen years old, I have no advantage in age. I am just an old woman!"

"Yes, I'm really bad, but I won't give up. No matter how difficult it is, I will persevere!"

Finally, Liu Qing stood up in a rage and said angrily: "I won't say it anymore! Anyway, I'm just a dish. Anyway, my dreams are so naive and so out of reach in your eyes. For an uncertain person, I treat this kind of thing as the goal of my struggle. I'm so stupid and stupid. I can do this!"

At the end, her tone even faintly cried, and she turned her head and walked quickly towards her bedroom.

But suddenly, Ji Mo's busy call sounded behind him: "Sister Qingling, wait a moment!"

Liu Qingling turned her head suddenly, her eyes were red, but she refused to fall. She still raised her head proudly and said, "Is there anything else to hit me!"

Ji Mo touched his head, his tone full of helplessness:

"I didn't say I won't help you."

"Ah?" Liu Qingling was stunned.

Ji Mo shrugged helplessly:

"Sister Qingling, I didn't say I wouldn't help you, but I just asked you for sure, because if I really want to be a anchor and commentator, my understanding of the game will definitely be very high, so I will suffer a lot of hardships that others can't see. I'm just afraid that you can't endure this hardship, so I asked you for sure."

"As a result, you didn't finish listening to me, and you just said everything."

"Your dream is very good."

"As long as you have your own dream and can work hard, it is a dream worthy of recognition!"

"Only dreams that are ridiculed have value to realize!"

"and..."

When he said this, Ji Mo's tone paused slightly, and the expression on his face became very serious a little bit:

"And only when regret replaces dreams is the ultimate regret!"

"People's dreams are the driving force of the spirit!"

One sentence directly poked the softest part in Liu Qingling's heart, making her mood tremble slightly.

She suddenly had the urge to cry.

Liu Qingling stared at Ji Mo with a serious face in front of him and hesitated: "What do you mean?"

Ji Mo showed a super sunny smile for a moment, patted his chest hard, and said confidently: "It's just a king, in the future... you will know how powerful I am!"
Chapter completed!