Chapter 887 The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (52)
The God of Wealth and His Beautiful, Strong and Miserable Contestants (Part 52)
"Fuck, that's Robot's voice. I recognize his voice, so the host really knows Robot!"
"No, Robot, you went to film, didn't you? I remember that Robot's recent schedule should be filming that e-sports variety show abroad, so how come you still have time to come and play games, and you took the initiative to suggest a duo row to others! Are you still the silent and cold Robot I know?"
"Is this true? Robot knows this little anchor? I wonder if the anchor hired someone to act."
Some people doubt it.
Soon, a fan of the SXT team came to refute the rumor, "There is no such thing as acting. This account has the special effects of a professional player, so it must be Robot himself."
"I just logged in and checked, and it is indeed Robot himself who is online."
"I have a bold idea. Could it be that Robot knew about the host's previous stand for Robot, and then he added the host as his friend?"
"Your idea is very bold, but to be honest, I actually think it's quite reasonable."
"So, Robot does care about his fans a little bit. It's good to know that he is not completely oblivious to what's happening outside. He must also know that we support him."
The live broadcast room was in chaos. Song Ning looked at the rapidly appearing comments and wished he could just drink the mess.
But this is nothing. What makes him most worried is the operation brother Wang who has been playing the voice call invitation just now.
Song Ning could guess what the other party said without even looking. He took a deep breath and quickly turned off the other microphones before answering the call.
Operations Wang: "You finally got through. What's going on here? Do you actually know the contestant Robot? Are you friends with him? Why didn't you report this information earlier? We could have done something about it..."
Song Ning flatly refused, "No, Brother Wang, this is a personal relationship between us. I don't intend to take advantage of Robot's popularity. I'm going to log off the live broadcast room here. If there is any problem, please contact me. I'll go deal with it first."
After he said that, he quickly hung up Brother Wang’s voice.
After thinking about it, Song Ning even silently set up a message do not disturb function.
Then Song Ning dug up Lawyer Bai’s friend.
[Song Ning: Lawyer Bai, are you sure that the live broadcast contract I signed previously did not state that I need to cooperate with the platform to use the fame of players like Robot to hype up the platform? ]
Lawyer Bai responded within seconds.
[Boss, are you questioning my professionalism? ]
Song Ning savored the strong arrogance and confidence and felt relieved.
It took less than a minute to finish all this. Song Ning took a deep breath and turned on the microphone in the live broadcast room.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting. I will log off after this game. Thank you for your support today. I will continue the live broadcast at 19pm tomorrow. If you are interested in my play on Dracula, you can continue to watch my live broadcast tomorrow. Thank you."
After he said that, he quickly turned off the microphone in the live broadcast room, and then turned on the team microphone.
"Um, Robot, I'm sorry, I have to apologize first. I did start a live broadcast, and you were accidentally filmed by my live broadcast just now. Why don't you go play by yourself first, and then we can play together after I get off the live broadcast?"
He felt a little guilty as he spoke, as he had originally planned to keep the live broadcast a secret from Robot because he thought it would be a little weird to let Robot know.
But now it seems that it would be better to tell Robot at the beginning, so that such a farce as today would not have happened.
Song Ning's head drooped as he thought about it. Although his hands were still killing furiously, his whole body was listless, like a cat that knew it had made a big mistake and was licking its fur hard to try to save itself while admitting its mistake obediently.
Unexpectedly, Robot's low chuckle came from the microphone.
"Are you embarrassed that I found out that you work so hard, little boss? It's my problem. My phone signal is not good here. Next time, I will send you a message to confirm that you have time to help me improve my scores. Then I will invite you to join the team, okay?"
Robot's voice kept echoing in Song Ning's mind, and Dracula in his hand killed even more fiercely.
Dracula goes on a killing spree!
Dracula is awesome!
No one can stop Dracula!
He took advantage of the moment when the other team was annihilated, and even biting his fingernails he couldn't hide the smile on his face.
"No, it's not your fault. I'm not experienced enough in live streaming. It will be fine once I get familiar with it."
Lance seized the opportunity and made a request.
"Then can you help me get higher points, little boss? I just saw your record, it's amazing, you led your teammates to success, I'm a little envious of being your teammate."
What? Robot said he envied being his teammate?
Song Ning's head, which had just been lowered, suddenly stood up, and his eyes became bright.
"Do you want me to take you too?"
After saying that, Song Ning remembered that he had only recently trained Dracula thanks to Robot, and hurriedly added, "But, but you are stronger than me, so you don't need me to lead you."
At this time, the enemy is resurrected, and Dracula has already taken the Dragon King buff. He leads the troops and the replaced resurrection armor to prepare to push the opponent's base.
Lance sighed softly on the other end.
"So being a professional player is so pitiful. When I ask for someone to guide me, no one is willing. Everyone thinks that I should guide them since I am a professional. It is so tiring to guide others every day. I also want someone to guide me. I thought you would agree, little boss."
Although Song Ning felt that what Robot said was a bit gossipy, he just silently thanked himself for turning off the microphone in the live broadcast room.
Although, although it was just gossip, Song Ning didn't think there was anything wrong with it if he was the only one saying it.
"Then wait for me, I'll be done soon, I'll take you flying!"
Song Ning was thinking about it while hacking and exploding the enemy base, and he quickly found the time to ignore the question marks on the screen of the live broadcast room and ended the broadcast.
The audience saw that the live broadcast had ended in one second:
"?????"
"No? Where's the person? Are you really just leaving without explaining anything?"
"If you have the guts, get off the air. If you have the guts, come out and explain what you were doing with the microphone muted just now!"
"Damn it! How can a broadcaster be a deserter? How about this? As long as you play the part where you muted your mic just now, we will consider forgiving you."
"That's right, don't think we don't know that you're secretly chatting with Robot!"