Song Qing was afraid that young Zhang Hao would not be able to withstand others' ugly behavior, so he disturbed her plan, so he hurriedly said.

"kindness."

After Zhang Hao agreed, he started the live broadcast.

As soon as the live broadcast room opened, a group of people asked if the fat-faced monster was him.

"no."

Zhang Hao shook his head. When he saw the comments, there were many people who understood it. Many people said that it was obviously not. How could a male god look like that? He was the handsome man who met once every 70,000 years.

Seeing Zhang Hao denying that many people were relieved, the comments were surprisingly consistent, and everyone was saying that they would take off their masks.

"I don't want to pick it up, so I'll play games and learn skills."

Zhang Hao responded lightly and started playing rankings. Everyone was extremely disappointed with this. At this time, a group of people immediately came out and said that he was so ugly, and his big fat face was under the mask.

Zhang Hao was too lazy to care about these people, but he still noticed that his attention had decreased a lot. These women were too real. As soon as he found out that he was ugly, he immediately cleared the situation.

He didn't panic, and he didn't bother to explain. He didn't like these audiences who didn't pay attention to technology and only looked at faces.

But it's really soft...

Zhang Hao moved his shoulders naturally. I really don’t know why Sister Qinqin’s body is so soft. She can’t touch it now, but she still makes him feel soft... her mind is soft, white, and she doesn’t have the intention of live broadcast at all...

He shook his head, scattered his head with a bunch of white pictures, took a deep breath and started playing the game.

He didn't know how many people were paying attention to him at this time, especially the most famous male anchor in the English-Super League, who had been secretly following Zhang Hao.

Seeing that Zhang Hao didn't dare to show his face, he finally started to pay less attention and was very excited. He couldn't help laughing, and immediately transferred a sum of money to buy the water army to lead the rhythm.

He would never dare to see people under the mask. He is a man who doesn’t understand men. The most feared thing about men is that they are called ugly. And the anchor is just for money. If he is good-looking, he would have shown his face to attract more fans. To put it bluntly, he is ugly. He hasn’t seen any beautiful anchor who doesn’t show his face in this industry for so many years.

Zhang Hao has made more live broadcasts for an hour today, and the time is limited, so there are naturally fewer updates on the typing side, so he only updated one chapter.

He had no choice. After all, he was short of money now, making money is important. If he didn't stop writing, he just had to update more one another day.

He started to rest after everything was done. During this period, he saw Sister Amei send him a message saying that he could not collect his money and wanted to return the money to him.

Zhang Hao secretly lamented that Sister Amei was indeed an honest person. He chatted with her for a while and showed that she really wanted to do business. After chatting for a long time, Sister Amei gave up on paying back the money and said that she would definitely complete his work and would not charge him in vain.

I don't care about Zhang Hao. He really wants to help Sister Amei. He has always respected him for everyone, and respected others for everyone. Sister Amei was so kind to him when she was still his first love, of course he really wanted to help her.

At night, Sister Qinqin naturally slipped over again, allowing Zhang Hao to hold her to sleep beautifully and enjoy her massage...

The next day, I overslept comfortably, got up in panic and ran out after dinner. I met Ling Hao halfway and ran to school together.
Chapter completed!