Chapter 20 The Goddess Didn't Plan to Clean Up

"How about singing, dancing, and cross-dressing, and the loser showing his face and giving benefits?"

Miaomiao sauce gets to the point.

"Okay. But..."

Ye Wan had doubts about this, "This bet seems to be aimed specifically at me. If you lose, wouldn't this bet be meaningless?"

"If I lose, I will donate all the gifts in the live broadcast tonight to the Red Cross. Is that okay?"

Miaomiao sauce thought for a while.

"Okay. It's such a happy decision!"

Ye Wan agreed and initiated a vote in the live broadcast room.

Follow the fans.

Ye Wan's fans are all familiar with the fact that her goddess is constantly performing tricks, so choosing whichever one you want will bring you a lot of fun. Everyone unanimously chose the fourth option: whatever!

Fans of Miao Miao Jiang are not so unified, they can choose anything.

Everything is back to where it started before the vote.

Miao Miao Jiang smiled softly and harmlessly, "Honghuang, you choose. I don't know what to choose!"

No, you know!

Don't let her choose!

Let her choose that is the boulder in the chest!

Ye Wan's fans seemed to have mutinied collectively, and the barrage floated on the public screen.

Meow Meow Sauce: "..."

Meow fans:? ? ? It seems that it is not impossible?

While hesitating, he saw the cartoon pig holding its chin and said with an idiotic expression: "Meow, or let's sing, the kind of duet between men and women."

"Yes you can……"

"Okay, then you will sing the female voice and I will sing the male voice. Let's choose a song!"

...

The two opened the duet list and began to choose songs. You come and I have a discussion, and the picture is very harmonious.

In the "No. 1 Beauty in the Great Desolation" live broadcast room, fans felt that something was wrong.

Initiated a barrage in the one-acre three-point land of his home.

"What is my ancestor doing? I finally clarified that I didn't turn on the filter, and my identity was still under suspicion, so I chose a duet again. After a while, a thick male voice came out, and the black history of her being a big man with feet can't be cleared away. right?"

"I'm watching, Goddess doesn't intend to clean up at all!"

"Why do I think she's attracted to Miaomiaojiang and is flirting? She can't really be a man, can she? Oumaiga!"

"Calm down, it's already messy enough, we can't add to the mess. Observe and observe first..."

Finally someone can't take it anymore.

"The first few, are you a little too confident? You don't think that the 680,000 in the live broadcast room, no, it is 720,000 now. You don't think that all the 720,000 fans are your family who dare not show their faces. The die-hard fan of the anchor really loves it, right?"

True fans: "..." careless!

There was a heated chat in the barrage, and when there was a light cough from the microphone, Ye Wan said, "Ahem, we have chosen, and here is a classic old song for everyone: "Devils and Angels."

Before the four million fans in the live broadcast room could remember what it was, the low-pitched, ghostly musical notes had already penetrated thousands of speakers and earphones, passing through everyone's eardrums.

It was an old English song that had been famous for many years, and the original singer was so amazing that after so many years, few singers were willing to perform it.

The bass part of the male voice includes chanting and reciting, and the whole presents a sense of absurdity and grotesqueness, which can easily be deduced into neurosis if you are not careful.

And the part of the female voice is very clear and ethereal. When people listen to the song, they feel as if their souls have been purified, as if they have seen an angel.

Devils and angels.

Extremely evil and extremely good.

black and white.

The two voices with great contrast should be harmoniously unified in one song.

too difficult! ! !

The meow fans who reacted were collectively silent.

You are just a small anchor with just over 10,000 fans, and you overturned.

If my Miaomiaojiang overturns the car, I will have to go along the network cable and strangle you to death even in my dream! ! !

From the speaker, a low voice came out like a ghost, "The night is coming, the devil is coming, my bloodthirsty fangs can't wait..."

hiss……

The sound seemed to penetrate into the bones along with the notes, and in front of thousands of screens, the fans couldn't help shivering.

In the live broadcast room with a pink background, Miao Miao Jiang's eyes lit up.