Chapter 884 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (49)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Forty-nine)
Dracula kills Merle!
Dracula killed the dogfish!
Dracula goes on a killing spree!
Dracula is awesome!
No one can stop Dracula!
Song Ning's live broadcast room was crowded with people, and the barrage of comments was filled with joy as if it was the New Year.
"Fuck, this is the first time in my lifetime. Even though this is bronze, this is fucking Dracula."
"To be honest, this is the first time in my life that I've heard that Dracula is unstoppable. It feels strange, really strange."
"Don't mention you. I've been playing Fair Battlegrounds for almost five years, and this is the first time I've heard of this. I never even dared to think that there would be such a day for the hero Dracula. I really feel like I'm living in a dream today."
"Stop talking. I just beat up my roommate for copying and not copying. He still hasn't admitted that I was dreaming. I don't think something is right. I'm going to sleep. The world should be very different when I wake up tomorrow."
"Man, I think if you go straight in tomorrow, that should really be a huge change."
"No, didn't any of you notice that the anchor didn't seem to realize that the mid laner was acting like he was losing the game because he didn't want to win?"
Song Ning really didn't notice it.
He just felt that bad news frequently came from the middle lane. At first, he wondered if the opponent was a little too weak, but then he remembered that this was a bronze game and felt that it seemed quite normal and there was nothing wrong.
However, in order to win the game, he was constantly catching people, pushing lanes, destroying dragons, and pushing towers. He was really unable to do everything at once. It was not until the opponent's base exploded and he won the game that he looked up and started to look at the barrage of comments, and then he was stunned.
"Huh? Is Zhonglu playing me?"
Live broadcast audience.
“The anchor really didn’t notice it???”
"It made me laugh so hard. I said the host must not have noticed it, and I was right."
"Is this true? Didn't the anchor notice that his mid laner was killed right after he resurrected?"
Song Ning looked at the barrage blankly, feeling a little aggrieved.
"I didn't notice that. I thought the mid laner was just a normal bronze player."
Who knew that the mid laner was just acting? Song Ning was even confused. "Why is the mid laner acting? We can win this game. We were in a great advantage in the early game. What's there to act about?"
There were many talented people on the barrage, and someone soon answered his question.
"It's probably because you and he ate the mid lane together when you first ganked the opponent's mid laner. Some mid laners don't know that their junglers eat the mid lane together in the early stage without sharing the economy, so they think that you share the economy and start to show off. There are a lot of such people in low-end games, and each of them is very bossy. It's estimated that this teammate hasn't unlocked the chat box for this account, otherwise he would not only be impersonating you, but might even escalate to your parents."
Song Ning had a dazed look on his face and was greatly shocked.
"There are still people like this? 6."
At this point, Song Ning thought that only a few people would do this and didn't take it seriously until he played two more games.
Half an hour later.
Song Ning stared at his own record of 20-2-6 on the screen with lifeless eyes, then looked at the big word "Victory" on the page.
Finally, he took a look at the performance of the other four teammates.
0-9-2 in the middle;
Confrontation Road 1-2-3;
发育路的射手和辅助就比较有趣了，一个2-13-0，一个0-13-2。
In addition, before he exited the checkout page, a very familiar ID kept popping up at the top, requesting to add him as a friend.
[Stupid jungler eating my string? Is it delicious? You are a bastard without parents. ]
Song Ning immediately caught sight of the obscene words that flashed across the note sent along with the friend request.
He clicked on the opponent's battle record again in confusion and then fell into deep thought.
"I don't quite understand. So he and the support are giving up on you on purpose? Isn't it because they are really bad?"
The comments that originally sympathized with Song Ning were silent for a full two seconds.
"I was thinking that the host has a really good temper. He doesn't get angry even when he's like this. It turns out that it's because the host's thinking process is so different."
"It's so funny. I have to be fair. I didn't realize that the ace and support were acting at first, because they were really bad at it. Before the anchor went to catch people and eat the lane, these two people were already 0-3-0 and 0-4-0."
"To be honest, I feel a little sorry for the anchor. Even though this is a bronze game, none of his teammates in these games are human beings."
Song Ning didn't expect that his live broadcast would be so exciting from the start. He was worried that the audience would not like to watch it, but after taking a look at the data, he found that there were actually 10,000 people watching his live broadcast room.
Song Ning: o. O?
what's the situation?
Only then did he remember to take a look at the operation information, and found that the other party had sent him several messages half an hour ago.
[Operation Wang: Why are you playing bronze games on live streaming? Don’t you have a big account? Change to a big account and play some high-end games.]
[Operation Wang: Where are you? Didn't you see the message I sent? Hurry up and change to a big account after you finish this game.]
[Operation Wang: You don’t have a large size, do you? If not, you can borrow one from a friend, or just buy one now.]
Huh? Want to play a high-end game?
But this clause is not written in the contract.
Song Ning frowned and continued reading.
[Operation Wang: ...Wait a minute, don't change to the big account first, let me check the traffic situation. ]
[Operation Wang: Forget it, just continue playing in the bronze game. It’s strange that you are quite lucky. So many people like to watch you play in the bronze game. The popularity of the live broadcast room has been increasing. You are lucky. Let’s leave it at that for now.]
Song Ning finished reading it.
[Song Ning: So should I continue playing in the bronze league now? ]
send.
The other side responded quickly.
[Operation Wang: You are just reading my message now? Stop reading now, click to start the next game, don’t let your viewers get bored and run away. You are lucky today, many viewers stayed in your live broadcast room, this level is only available to big anchors, you are lucky, if you can grasp the opportunity, you may become famous overnight! ]
Song Ning's eyes lit up when he saw it.
Does this mean that he can probably make a lot of money from live streaming?
Wouldn't his plan to raise the SXT team be a success? Then he should continue to live broadcast well, and when Robot comes back, he can treat Robot to a meal to celebrate?
This time he had already scouted out a good spot in advance. There was a private restaurant with good cuisine and a great private cinema nearby. He would take Robot there, and it was not too far from the club, so he could also send Robot back to the club later. It would be the best of both worlds!