Chapter 885 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (5)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Fifty)
[Hello, can I eat the middle route with you? ]
"Hello, can I eat the middle route with you?"
"Hello, can I eat the middle route with you?"
"Hello, can I eat the middle route with you?"
This sentence floated in unison in the game and on the barrage. Song Ning lowered his head and spoke naturally without even looking at the barrage.
"If I ask them directly like this, I'm sure they won't play me again."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhonglu sent a message.
【Go away.】
Song Ning sighed in frustration, "Okay, at least it's better than just playing me."
He took a lingering look at the middle lane, then turned and left.
The comments were filled with laughter and sympathy.
"It's so miserable. This is the most miserable streamer I have ever seen. A jungler was played for taking the middle lane, and was told to get lost when he asked if he could take the lane together. It's so pitiful, so pitiful. I have never seen such a pitiful jungler."
"This is the bronze league. Many people don't know that the jungler doesn't share the economy in the early game. Even if they do, the jungler will usually help gank people when he comes to eat the lane, which gives your lane an advantage. You can also leave your lane faster to support your teammates in other lanes. In fact, it's more comfortable to have a jungler helping you eat."
"Everyone in the high-end game naturally understands this, but in the bronze game, can we expect people who don't even know how to equip equipment to understand this? I once met a guy whose home base was about to explode, but he was still on his own lane. It can be said that the lane is there and the people are there, which is awesome."
Song Ning once again scored a double kill amid the sympathy of the audience, and then said calmly: "I've figured it out. I'll go to the krypton gold later, and then go to the mall to buy a name change card. From now on, my ID will be called 'Can we eat the line together?' What do you think?"
Song Ning tasted it again and again and felt very good about it.
The audience in the barrage were all sympathetic.
"Look at the anchor. He can come up with such a crappy name. Is this a name a normal person can come up with?"
"I feel sorry for the host. He is so miserable. His teammates won't let him play jungle together in every game. What's the point of playing jungle then?"
"Isn't it the worst that you carried your teammates throughout the game and won the game, but just because you showed off a few times after killing the troops, your teammates chased you and asked you to add them as a friend to greet your parents?"
"Fuck, stop talking. I'm in tears. The anchor is so pitiful."
Song Ning's Dracula once again got a triple kill in a one-on-three wave, and his teammates also rarely led the troops to push the tower and won the game.
Song Ning was a little moved by this and said, "My teammates in this round are finally more sensible. I feel that this game is easier to play."
The audience in the live broadcast room were so sympathetic that they were speechless, and the wealthy audience began to silently give Song Ning gifts.
Song Ning just happened to lower his head and opened the mall, and excitedly paid for a name-changing card.
The audience watched helplessly as he actually changed his name to [Can We Eat the Line Together?], and the boss who was giving out gifts increased his speed, filling the entire live broadcast room with all kinds of gorgeous gift special effects.
Only Song Ning, who lowered his head to change his name and then clicked on the next game, didn't see it.
Brother Wang, who was in charge of following up on Song Ning's operations, was almost grinning from ear to ear. He was in such a good mood that he shouted directly to the outside.
"Would you like some milk tea? I'll treat you!"
He is in charge of Song Ning, and today's gifts alone can increase the value a lot!
It’s a coincidence, I don’t know why, but ever since Song Ning changed his name, his teammates have become better.
In several games, the mid laner didn't even eat the minion line and went out to support directly. Song Ning's Dracula happily showed off wave after wave with a big ID "Can you eat the line together?", and he took up a lot of economic resources that exceeded the opponent's by a large margin, and won the game by relying on economic crushing.
After playing a few rounds, he shook his neck and raised his head, "We've been playing for too long, so I'll take a break and drink some water. Everyone, remember to stand up and walk around if you've been sitting for too long."
He still remembered what the operations manager Wang said about staying engaged with the audience, so he put his phone aside and stood up to drink some water, saying in a tired voice, "By the way, if you have any questions about the hero Dracula, you can ask the anchor. I think the anchor knows this hero pretty well."
He took another sip of water and picked up his phone to take a look, and found that Brother Wang, the operations manager, had sent him another message.
[Operation Wang: Why don’t you thank the boss for the gift? So many bosses gave you gifts, why don’t you thank them for the gifts! ]
Song Ning put down the water cup in a hurry, "Oh, by the way, did a lot of people give me gifts? Thank you everyone, thank you bosses for the gifts, thank you!"
[Operation Wang: Are you stupid? Read out the bosses' IDs! ]
Song Ning was stunned for a second, then lowered his head and began to look through the records.
"Thank you for the gift, Miracle Joe."
"Thank you for the gift of 'Reject BE'."
"Thanks……"
After reciting more than ten of them in one breath, he felt a little desperate.
Because he had only read the beginning of the record! There was still such a long list to read.
[Operation Wang: You are stupid! Read the ID of the boss who picked the more valuable gifts! Don’t read the ID of the boss who gave free gifts! ]
Song Ning had a dazed look on his face, but he didn't know which gifts were free!
----split line----
"Robot, you really didn't go to the bonfire party? I thought you just didn't want to get together with the beasts."
Dizang knocked on the door and entered Lance's room, followed by a simple-looking Xingxing.
Lance put his phone down and looked up, "I'm not interested at all, why don't you go play?"
As a system, he had seen a lot, but the two humans in front of him were so young and should like that kind of excitement, but why didn't they go?
Dizang found two chairs and sat down, "Do you even need to ask? Xingxing and I don't speak the same language! If we don't go with the production crew, we'll be lucky to be able to make a sound. Do you expect us to play with others on our own? We might as well come here and play Landlord with you."
Xingxing nodded, "I can borrow a deck of playing cards from the staff."
Ji Zang turned his head with a look of disgust, "I'm just saying, can't we chat?"
Lance looked at him, "What are you talking about?"
When Dizang saw him talking to him, he immediately perked up and sat up straight.
"Hey, I heard that your new boss treats you very well. Is that true? I have an insider information that says that the alliance compensated you for this filming after your legal department worked hard. Is that true?"
Lance nodded: "That's right, what's wrong?"
Dizang's expression became strange. "My insider information also said that this filming was originally intended for you, but because of what happened before, you are not eligible. Does the alliance really have the nerve to give you this as compensation?"