Chapter 3: Purple Fireworks

It is said that this is virtual, but the shining wealth level nameplate, like the Ferrari supercar parked on the street, it is difficult for you to pay attention to it, you look at it, it seems to understand what the four words of lack of confidence mean.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, there are classes, there are big people, there are small people, there are their own identities and roles, corresponding to the attachment and hugging,

The live broadcast room is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and each person receives a grade mark according to the amount of money contributed, in front of their own screen name. The color shade is different, the higher the level, the darker the color, and there is a corresponding VIP customer service, there is stealth privilege, there are exclusive gifts, there are also classes here, the small white number will enjoy itself, the small fight within the ten levels of wealth, the ten levels above the human model dog, the twenty levels are large, there is a head and a face, on the thirty levels, equivalent to consuming two million yuan, going out is the emperor's personal march, the momentum is huge, the front and back hugs.

One day, in my live broadcast room, I floated in such a dark purple nameplate, a big man.

At first, I didn't see it, only to see everyone on the screen, one after another: The wind is coming, the wind is good.

He is drunk qingfeng, wealth level 35, that is, the consumption of more than three million yuan on this platform. He often runs around (in and out of various live broadcast rooms), has a generous shot, and is known as the wind master.

I couldn't not be nervous at that time, the first time I met such a person, I didn't know how to greet him, I could only say: Good wind, welcome to my live broadcast room, I don't have any talent, you order a song.

A few words appear behind the dazzling nameplate on the screen: Sing what you like.

I turn on the accompaniment, and just when I can sing a song, it's called Drunken Breeze.

Without singing a few words, purple sun rain kept rising on the screen, four thousand gifts, he sent ten, forty thousand yuan just like this, less than 20 seconds, dissipated throughout the screen. My face, in the purple flames, was overwhelmed, surprised and delighted. And this 20-second gift is more than the four hours I usually broadcast live.

Such a surprise and romance, there is no woman who does not like. Even if it's just for a moment.

Since that day, Drunken Breeze will come over every day when I livestream, brushing a few months of light, thousands to ten thousand consumption, most of the time, is the first in the list.

Fans say I've finally come to the rescue.

Slowly in the live broadcast room, people began to call me, Sister-in-law Wind.

I don't like that title.

Maybe in the real world, I have never been attached to any one person, work and career, and anyone is on an equal footing, standing position, all equal, and now, I have become a thin symbol, and I am also attached to others.

Our chat was not salty or light, and he didn't feel his appreciation for me, rarely staying in the live broadcast room, and seemed to just finish the task and brush the gifts and leave.

Until one day, the drunken breeze removed my attention.

The story of me and a super-big one just ended there.

For me, the drunken breeze is the beginning of my brilliant live broadcast career, and for him, I am afraid that he has forgotten me.

At that time, Li Yi was really not a mature female anchor. She still lives in her own pride. Moreover, she wanted too much.

Atmospheric and single-minded, in itself, it is difficult to coexist in a man. How can someone who warms you all the time have the ability to put a purple firework on you?