Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

Chapter 161: The Duke is a fishing beauty (37)

Quan Si randomly drew a poker card.

He touched the knot tied at the back of his head with his fingertips and pulled gently, and the ties fell off.

I saw a 2 stuck between my fingertips.

Quan Si's lips curled slightly, "The first card I drew is 2."

As he spoke, he manipulated the mouse, entered the search page, typed a short 2 in the keyword, and a bunch of anchors whose account IDs started with 2 immediately popped up on the page.

Quan Si sorted them from high to low according to popularity ranking.

Then locked the first one.

Coincidentally.

It happened to be the hot dancing male anchor I had just seen.

The other party must have just finished dancing to a song. When Quan Si sent him a PK invitation, he was stunned for a moment, then clicked to agree.

The live broadcast screen of the two people was immediately split in half, appearing side by side, with the left and right corners containing corresponding information.

"Hello." Quan Si greeted him with a smile.

"Hey," the young man wearing cat ears spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Isn't this our famous person who is extremely against APP? How much money has been spent on advertising and promotion behind the scenes?"

Quan Si was not surprised by his tone, and continued the conversation with a normal expression, "It is a rare fate to be able to PK together. Do you want to play a small game together?"

But just because he doesn't care doesn't mean other fans don't care.

Although many fans have just become fans today and it has not been long, their enthusiasm and obsession with Quan Si are comparable to those of die-hard fans, and they only want to protect their beloved broadcast.

Don't mess with me if your butt is hot: How does the host on the other side speak? Why does it sound sour, like a lemon essence.

Loopy baby is the cutest: Wearing cat ears makes you look so sexy, why don’t you look in the mirror first? How dare you say that to our President Quan, who are you, a rookie!

Turkey noodles are really delicious: People are happy to play the edge, and they know best how they get traffic. How can you still be so shameless to play tricks on others?

His behavior attracted a lot of complaints from Quan Si's fans, and many netizens just watched the show. On the other hand, some people who came to defend the cat-eared man came over.

The fans of the two groups seemed to be about to quarrel.

Quan Si's smile deepened, "Everyone calm down."

"I'm PKing with you mainly for fun. If everyone quarrels over this, I'll be sad, so I don't want that to happen. I hope everyone can understand."

After saying that, he blinked.

It is said that beauty is the best weapon.

Just like now.

Quan Si restrained his sharp edge and looked docile and harmless, plus he was so handsome, it was hard for people to feel annoyed by him.

One look at him and you will subconsciously feel a fatal attraction that attracts others. This attraction is invisible but irresistible.

It makes people deeply addicted and unable to extricate themselves.

Quan Si's simple two or three words eased the originally awkward atmosphere. Seeing this, fans on both sides apologized to each other, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room also eased a little.

As a monitor, Jiao Ran was sitting in front of the computer screen. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but silently give Quan Si a thumbs up.

I originally thought that he was just a pretty face, but now it seems that is not the case. He is very smart and capable.

Jiao Ran didn't know that Quan Sihui had many things, and what he saw was just the tip of the iceberg.

At this time, a message popped up in the barrage.

It was sent by S, who was number one on the list, and the font is bright gold.

S: Just give him time and trust him.

It was just a simple sentence, without any substantive modifiers, but it made people feel shocked.

Quan Si looked at this comment, feeling a little dazed.

He clearly didn't know this S, but the other party supported and trusted him so much.

He benefited greatly from this unconditional trust.

It also made him very curious about this person's true identity.

With the speech made by the rich man at the top of the list, the fans of Quan Si immediately formed a line, meaning that no matter what Quan Si does, they will firmly support and fully agree with it.

Looking at these lovely girls typing out vivid and interesting words, Quan Si's eyes inadvertently spread some warmth.

His smile was more genuine, making people feel as if a breeze was brushing their faces, instantly disturbing their minds and making them sigh at the partiality of the Creator.

Such delicate facial features are a gift from God.

"What game?" The cat-eared man was jealous without hiding it. "I'm very busy, not as idle as you, big star."

Quan Si didn't pay any attention to the name he gave himself. Instead, he played with the poker cards in his hand and smiled faintly, "The game is very simple. I will randomly draw a card from the deck. All you have to do is tell me whether it is a letter or a number."

"So simple?" The cat-eared man sneered.

Isn't this just a game of chance?

His luck has always been good. It's not difficult to guess between letters and numbers.

"Well," Quan Si stared at the camera as he shuffled the cards, "If you answer correctly, I will fulfill one of your requests."

"But if you answer wrong..." He deliberately dragged out the last word, his eyes tinged with excitement, and he continued slowly: "You have to listen to me read your face."

"Faces reading? You?" The cat-eared man seemed to have heard some huge joke. He stretched out his hands and laughed at his stomach in an exaggerated manner. However, although his expression was exaggerated, he did not actually laugh out loud.

"Well, it's me." Quan Si narrowed his eyes.

He was no longer surprised by the feeling that his opponents looked down on him.

Anyway, what he likes is the feeling of absolute control when he slaps the other person in the face crazily. This desire for conquest obviously pushes him to the position of master.

As a rational and calm superior.

Plan strategically and keep the overall situation in mind.

Netizens were even more excited about his words.

Netizen 1: Mr. Quan can actually read faces and tell fortunes?

Netizen 2: My beautiful and versatile wife, you can’t even appear on the screen, I hate you so much!

Netizen 3: Damn! How can he tell fortunes? I am even more interested! As long as the anchor doesn't quit the Internet, I will continue to be a fan~

……

Avoid looking at people in the barrage expressing their feelings one after another.

Suddenly, some very scattered fragments flashed through his mind, and the same face appeared in those memories.

And the owner of that face was none other than Quan Si.

Those memories are very fragmented and fleeting, yet so real.

It doesn't look fake.

Although Ji was a little dazed, he had formed an opinion in his mind.

Thinking of this, he typed a text with an expressionless face and sent out his thoughts: he always will.

I don’t know where this feeling comes from.

But he knew that Quan Si had never been worse than anyone else in terms of Feng Shui and fortune-telling, and had always been superior to anyone else.