MTL - PUBG Online Romance of the Century-Chapter 35

Zhou Yan was so angry that he put his hands on the keyboard, and it was a crackle, and the sound of the keyboard rang through the office.

After finally making a sneer of irony, he slammed the Enter key with a force of relief.

As a result, not only did the message go out, but a window popped up on the webpage—

[Never eat chicken and was kicked out of the live room by channel room manager 1]

[666666]

[Both of them are too **** right, ha ha ha ha ha my god]

[If I were that boss, I would be so angry Hahahaha]

[No ... I just want to ask, isn't it a horrific thing to give the boss a yellow horse? I remember that in other live broadcast rooms, the boss couldn't play water friends. 】

Yu Yan was also stunned, but he quickly returned to God: "No one else can, 1 can."

He seemed to think something was wrong, and he added, "... I asked him to kick."

Yi Chen laughed, saying that this person was really bad at lying.

In the second game, they had to go to p city to feel the thrill of the gun. As a result, three people became boxes as soon as they landed.

Yu Yan killed a blood path alone, and with a city's materials, he made a strong fight to the finals.

There are only five people left in the game. He lay on the grass with his breath and looked around nervously.

At this moment, there was a nonchalant voice in the headset: "Well."

Yu Yan paused and asked, "What happened?"

"I regret it." Yi Chen said lightly. "I shouldn't have kicked him out just now."

"?"

"Should be banned first, let him stand and scold in the live broadcast room." Yi Chen asked, "You don't have his friend? Let him come back again."

"..."

[Ha ha ha ha I **** it]

[Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha I'm laughing so much, are you a devil? ? ? 】

[Every time I quarrel with someone, I will be very upset afterwards and feel that I have not played well ...]

[Too real.jpg]

At twelve o'clock, Yu Yan didn't feel panicky until he turned off the computer.

Recently, he always broadcasts time, sitting at the computer for at least twelve hours a day.

After returning to bed after washing, I found that the phone was full of information.

Tuan Tuan: Nothing happened to the boss? Doesn't he charge you for the list?

Tuan Tuan: But it doesn't matter if you rush or not. Look at it a bit, this activity is all water, and it is a waste if he gives it away.

Tuan Tuan: If you let the mouse reach the killer king ... Lulu is afraid of going crazy.

To be honest, tonight I didn't throw him a gift, but he felt more comfortable. Others were just office workers. This month, he gave him 30,000 or 40,000 yuan of gifts ... even if the monthly salary is even higher, Do you have to pay for two months?

Yu Yan: What moisture?

Tuan Tuan: It's just a list. The mouse received more than 60,000 gifts this evening. Do you think it is possible? Just his little fart audience. In fact, most of them were smashed by himself to win prizes. I'm sure you will go to see it in two days. The number of his gifts is estimated to be over 300,000.

Yu Yan: ... 300,000? Is it necessary, even if the prize is won, the prize will only be 200,000.

Tuan Tuan: You are stupid, who is going to the little one to 200,000? It ’s all for the list of prizes. Do you know how much exposure the last homepage and crossover artificial list can have? And isn't he in a project with you, as long as you get those few lists, you can't beat him anyway.

Tuan Tuan: Besides, did you forget? The gift was divided between the anchor and the official. He spent 300,000 for the award, and 150,000 will be returned to him.

Yu Yan knows the exposure of the list, and his popularity list is at the bottom of the regional list, which has brought him a lot of audiences.

I did not expect that even the game is already a game for rich people.

Yu Yan: What happened to Lulu ...

Tuantuan: This ... Lulu and Banana were friends before. Later, Banana climbed on her and dumped her. Now I do n’t know how many girlfriends I have.

Yu Yan understood instantly.

Mice are relatives of bananas and look like anchors for bananas that they want to cultivate next.

No wonder they would be willing to bring him popularity. It turned out that he wanted him to fight against mice.

He hits the keyboard: then you ...

Before I finished it, the page in front of me suddenly changed, and the phone vibrated slightly—

Before he could react, he was scared by his big face in the upper right corner of the screen.

... 1 played a video for him, and he accidentally pressed the answer key while typing.

He was startled, and after a few seconds he turned around immediately, and plucked his hair: "... what happened?"

"Show you the cat." The man laughed, gesturing with his finger to the cat's ear, urging, "Yanyan, say hello."

Yu Yan: "..."

How could he hear so strange? !!

The cat naturally did not listen to him, and came up and bumped the phone slightly.

Yu Yan looked at the man's fingertips, nodded, and said earnestly, "It's so cute."

Yi Chen looked at the screen, because for a long time, the boy's forehead was slightly deformed, his forehead was slightly exposed, and his eyes were still bloodshot. Fortunately, although he was sitting in front of the computer all day, his skin did not seem to be affected, and he was pure.

Seems kind of painful.

A short while, he asked, "That anchor game, do you want to win?"

Yu Yan hesitated, and subconsciously exclaimed: "I don't want to!"

Yi Chen raised an eyebrow and laughed: "I just asked, what are you nervous about?"

"I'm afraid you gave me a gift." Yu Yan honestly said, "You hit me too much. When I bring up the money next month, I'll give you some more?"

many?

Yi Chen thought about it. If he remembered it correctly, he would have hit tens of thousands of dollars. He usually opened a bottle of wine for more than that price.

Seeing him silent, Yu Yan thought the other party was embarrassed: "You can rest assured, I won't tell others, I can pass it on to you privately."

Yi Chen felt funny: "Do I look short of money?"

"No, no," Yu Yandao said, "I just think you ... it's not easy to make money."

Yi Chen laughed this time, and said dumbly, "It's not easy."

Yu Yan put on his headphones, and his ears became numb after being stimulated by the low laughter, and he whispered, "So ..."

"What do you say to every audience who throws gifts?"

Yu Yanyi: "No."

"Why do you always want to save me money?"

"..."

"Who saves money?" There was a sound of opening the door, and then a familiar voice, "Brother, who are you chatting with? Auntie? I say hello to her ..."

Yi Chen looked up, Yi Ran was shirtless, wearing shorts underneath, and came out of the guest room with sleepy eyes, but also said that he would come up to look at the screen.

The moment the other party was about to see the screen, he tickled with his fingertips, and the phone fell off and covered the table.

Yi Ran hesitated and reacted, his eyes widened: "Oh-I see."

Yu Yan sat cross-legged at the head of the bed and heard the people there deliberately lowering his voice.

"Brother, you have a little secret." Yi Ran asked mysteriously, "... are you a girlfriend?"

Yi Chen's face remained unchanged: "I think you've been very busy lately."

In a few words to drive people away, Yi Chen picked up his mobile phone and took a look. WeChat had jumped back to the chat page.

Little anchor: The other party ends the video call with a call duration of 05:31.

Little anchor: I'm asleep, good night!

Little anchor: [cover quilt.jpg]

——

The next day, there was a popular list on the live broadcast page. The above is the real-time list of awards participated by the anchor.

Yu Yan's live room showed a list of "Killer of the Year", he glanced briefly, the first place was a mouse, the popularity was more than 70,000, and the second place was more than 40,000.

He is sixth and has a popularity of 6,000, which is not far from the top three.

As soon as he was online, the private message lit up.

[Admin 03: Dear anchor, during the star tv anchor contest period, share the live broadcast room via Weibo daily, you will get certain experience and popularity rewards, please poke for details ...]

Yu Yan closed his eyes casually and closed the private letter. He didn't plan to finish the ranking, and there was no need to waste time to toss these.

Who wants private messages to be seen by the audience.

[Does the anchor have a Weibo? what is it call? Want to follow! !! 】

[Will a selfie be posted on Weibo? 】

[I have long wanted to ask! Where else can the anchor not open Weibo? Before you start broadcasting, put the live link on Weibo, and we will help you forward it! !! 】

[Ah, ah, can you chat in private message! !! 】

Of course, Yu Yan had a Weibo. He was registered by Lu Xiu and brought along with him during the school days. He would go shopping every day. After all, a profession like his, staying at home all day, and derailing the society without learning about some realities through the Internet Already.

However, he only looked at it and did not like it or send a Weibo. The only Weibo on it was the automatic content sent when Weibo was opened.

"I have Weibo." Yu Yan glanced at the barrage and thought they made sense.

I usually play games during live broadcasts, and indeed some water friends can't take care of the barrage. After opening, there is also a place to communicate with the audience.

He thought about it and changed the name of Weibo.

"Well, the Weibo id is yanxyan, if you have any questions in the future, you can leave me a message ... I will watch it when I have time."

As soon as the words fell, the fans immediately jumped out of the pink bar.

He opened it casually, glanced at the fan list, and was immediately taken away by a Weibo account in the middle.

After all, this account picture is too familiar to him-the night sky and a full moon.

... he was still following this avatar video yesterday.

[Yanyan his father follows 1 fan 0]

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