Everyday heroes

Chapter 391

Seeing the barrage that suddenly became lively in an instant, Guan Lang felt a little comforted in his heart.

"It's getting late, it's past ten o'clock." He adjusted the distance of the microphone and said with a smile.

"Today is quite special. I have nothing to do. I can chat with you. You can ask me any questions you are interested in."

"Of course, not all questions will be answered."

Hearing his voice, the bullet screen also surged suddenly.

"Sounds good!"

"Sisters, put Haoting on the public screen!"

"Sounds good ("

"Hun Dan, I have nothing to do to draw the third episode of Dawn Era, I'm still waiting to see it!"

"Many months have passed since God A's last live broadcast, will he live broadcast frequently in the future?"

"It's a special day, is today God A's birthday?"

In the countless barrages, someone guessed by coincidence that today was his birthday. Guan Lang just glanced at him and didn't respond.

"It won't be broadcasted often, today's is a special one." He picked out a barrage and replied.

"Ah ah?"

"Wow, I made [-] million. Fortunately, I got up early today!"

"Anchor, I will reward you with a gift, can you live broadcast frequently in the future?"

"Why don't you turn on the camera? Huh, God A can't afford a camera? I'll mail you one."

The barrage scrolls very fast.

Almost fills most of the screen.

He has only been on the air for a few minutes, and the popularity value in the upper left corner has reached [-] to [-].

As we all know, the live broadcast of station B is a novice village in the live broadcast room, and there are no big anchors.

Especially during this time in the morning, there are very few people with high popularity.

The popularity of his live broadcast instantly reached the top ten.

Guan Lang has good eyesight, so he can basically read all the bullet screens.

He has noticed that many fans have started to send gifts in the lower left corner of the live broadcast room.

Five brand new captains, several fireworks, and various krypton gold gifts.

He doesn't worry about money now. During the last live broadcast, he didn't have to ask for gifts. Now that he sold the copyright, he doesn't need to ask fans for such a little money.

"Everyone don't give gifts, don't give gifts. I am not short of money. If you have spare money, you can buy some snacks you like, or go out to find friends. There is no need to waste it on me. I don't thank you for gifts. oh."

Guan Lang didn't want to get caught first, but he really didn't want fans to give gifts.

This is not to say that he is so noble and regards money as dung.

It's just because he is not an anchor, and he doesn't rely on gifts from fans to eat.

His main income is animation, and he can make a lot of money from Penguin and Netflix. He doesn’t need the pocket money of these fans themselves.

That's why he didn't say today is his birthday.

Because, he knew that if he said that, there would definitely be a lot of fans who tipped him off, wouldn't that be a harvest of the fans' small treasury?It also violated his original intention of starting the broadcast today to chat casually.

Of course, even if he really persuaded him that way, if he didn't thank the gift, someone would still reward him.

There was nothing he could do about it, after all, he couldn't manipulate the fans to stop clicking the mouse through the screen.

"As for the camera, if you all want me to turn it on, then I will turn it on. It's just that my room is not cleaned up and it's a bit messy. Just don't mind." Guan Lang looked back at the room behind him.

In addition to the bed without a quilt, there are also many manuscripts piled up on the workbench, and there are piles of animation papers one after another.

"Open, open!"

"Hurry up!"

"Thousands of people's blood book opens the head of Hue!"

"Think about it, think about it!"

Seeing that the voices in the barrage were so neat, Guan Lang didn't make too much effort.

I searched for the camera from the cabinet and connected it.

After adjusting the angle, the camera's shooting screen was reduced to the lower right corner of the live broadcast screen.

On the main screen, he is opening Happy Fighting the Landlord.

Prepare to do charity while answering questions from fans.

"Handsome handsome!"

"Is this Two-dimensional? I really love it!"

"Why do you have to be so handsome as an animator?"

"There is a lot of drawing paper behind, God A is working so hard!"

"I didn't make the quilt. As a mother fan, I would like to criticize Bao A here."

"The charity anchor is online, can you win from 20 to 500 million?"

The popularity of the live broadcast room has quietly increased from 60 to nearly [-].

In an instant, he reached the top of the list in the live broadcast area, and the second place was a chicken-eating anchor who regularly broadcasted live in the morning, with a popularity of 19.

When the second anchor just finished eating a handful of chicken, he logged on to the live broadcast page of station B, and wanted to click into his live broadcast room to see how fans praised him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the popularity of No.160 million, and was instantly stunned.

? ? ?Where did you get the big brush?They brushed him all over.

He was dissatisfied, but he noticed the anchor's nickname—Aria.

Oh, it turned out to be him, that's all right.

"Wow, God A has launched 666!" He couldn't help sighing. "This popularity is too strong."

Many of his fans couldn't help but enter Guan Lang's live broadcast room to watch.

In the live broadcast room, Guan Lang was still communicating with fans.

"I don't usually play many games, so let's chat with you about fighting the landlord. You also have something to watch. It's easy to be idle and bored just listening to me chatting." Guan Lang smiled. "One thing to say, my level of Doudizhu is very high. Come, choose the most high-end game, the novice field."

"Yan Fen said that it is enough to just look at the camera in the lower right corner, and it will not be boring at all."

"God A is too fond of fans, isn't he?"

"The novice field is the most high-end game???"

"I feel like I'm going to get the subsistence allowance soon."

Guan Lang didn't care much about the dislike of the barrage.

The rules of Fighting Landlords are so simple, can he play well?
But the next few games told him the fact that Doudizhu is not a game of skill, but a game of luck.

After getting several extremely bad cards in a row, the subsistence allowance he had received was also emptied.

"Sure enough, a charity anchor!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"Although I am not as handsome as God A, I am better at fighting landlords than God A!"

"To tell you the truth, I don't think these losses in Landlords have much to do with my level. I feel that maybe the penguins are targeting me. You should understand, right?" Guan Lang didn't expect his luck to be so bad. Helplessly smiled.

"One thing to say, indeed."

"don't know!"

"don't know"

"Krypton gold, you can become stronger by charging money!"

"If you don't recharge the money, Brother Ma will be so poor that he will take the bus! Woooooo~"

Just when Guan Lang was preparing to make a small charge and continue to pass the time and continue chatting with fans.

A doorbell rang from afar.

Did my little cousin forget to bring something back to pick it up?He thought to himself.

"Wait a minute, someone is coming to my house, I'll go outside and open the door first." Guan Lang explained to the fans in the live broadcast room, stood up and walked out to open the door.

(End of this chapter)