"He Yang, go stream for Brother Fan, damn it, don't be lazy," we can't see what's happening over there!"
"Lighting tech, lighting tech, handle the lights!"
Watching Zhang Fan getting closer and closer to the girl, the live stream room had exploded.
And He Yang was scurrying off in a little trot.
When Zhang Fan was still about twenty meters away from the girl, he suddenly quickened his pace.
Watching this scene, the live stream room was boiling!
"Holy shit, what's Brother Fan doing? Can't wait anymore?"
"Hahaha, brothers and sisters, let's guess what move Brother Fan will pull! Will he get rejected by the girl?"
"It's possible, really possible!"
"Wow, I see the girl's face, holy shit, a solid eight, damn!"
"I feel like Brother Fan is gonna be on his knees today, doesn't that chick look like no easy target?"
"Heh heh, let's watch and see!"
