However, her satisfaction does not mean that the audience is also satisfied.

At this time, not only the time node live broadcast room, but even the audience in Chen Tian's live broadcast room expressed their dissatisfaction.

"Damn it, this story is too old-fashioned, I can guess more than a dozen subsequent versions."

"If the anchor is talented at this point, stop it, I might as well watch you play mahjong.

"It's scary, little Ida is actually scared.

"Hey."

, this story is too old, change another one

The barrage came one after another. It was the first time that Su Jingjing encountered this kind of large-scale dissatisfaction from the audience.

Chen Tian is also very helpless. Ever since he told the story of "There was a mountain in the past", the audience seems to have a kind of resistance to his storytelling. No way, he can only look at Little Ida.

"What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me? Why don't you talk?" Little Ida listened too intently, not paying attention to the audience's dissatisfaction.

Chen Tian thought about it and said, "How about, Xiao Yida, you should say one first, "?""

Little Ida is a foreigner, and the audience of ghost stories who want to come to a foreign country should be able to accept a lot.

Although Little Ida wondered how the story was told so well and suddenly it was her turn, but after organizing the language, she still spoke slowly: "Susan woke up suddenly from the bed, and she stared at the gap in the door. where she felt that there was someone in her family..."

This story is okay, at least not many viewers have heard it, the live broadcast room is rarely quiet, and everyone quietly watched Little Ida holding a slightly serious face.

Susan "turned on the light, and the people in the corridor disappeared. She thought she was dazzled, took a few deep breaths, turned off the switch, and planned to go back to sleep. She felt that she had a nervous breakdown recently, and she planned to go to a doctor tomorrow. have a look."

"Who would have thought that the moment the light was just dimmed, her inadvertent glance made her hair stand up in fright. 99

"The figure appeared again, and it was not an illusion. It was a little closer to Susan, and Susan hurriedly turned on the light..."

"Sudden"

"what..."

A sudden cry startled the storyteller Ida. Holding the beating heart in one hand, Su Jingjing looked at the source of the sound with surprise.

The latter was also terrified, and looked around in panic.

"What's the matter, Sister Jingjing?" Little Ida said dissatisfiedly.

Who would have thought that such a carefree person, Little Ida, would be able to tell such a eloquent story, because she was so engrossed in the story that she didn't notice that her hand accidentally touched Su Jingjing's waist when she spoke. superior.

This time, Su Jingjing, who was also invested, was very frightened.

""Who? Who touched me?" Su Jingjing looked around in horror.

From the perspective of distance, she and Xiao Yida were sitting on the bed, and Chen Tian was sitting on the opposite chair, so naturally it could not be Chen Tian.

But little Idayin (or Zhao) didn't realize his actions because he was too invested, so several people searched and couldn't find the culprit.

Faced with this "suddenly extra hand", Little Ida and Su Jingjing suddenly did not dare to move.

They had heard a lot of ghost stories, such as a group of people playing in the room, but suddenly there was one more person.

The faces of the two were pale, and they felt that they had encountered some supernatural event, so they stuck close together in fright.

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