The e-sports circle doesn't know when it started to become more and more hostile. The Korean aid rhythm triggered by Keep's apology has not been suppressed, but has a tendency to intensify.
All the clubs with Korean aid had a headache together, but they couldn't come up with any solution. They could only find a way to suppress the topic with a little rhythm, with little effect.
"It's been two days, and it hasn't stopped at all. Clubs with Korean aid haven't dared to post on Weibo these days." Holding an ipad in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, the official blogger took a bunch of pictures and handed them to Fang Bei and the others, "Pull The football team is the worst. They have two Korean aids. Today they are playing in the all-China class. I heard that there are people shouting loudly at home, and the director did not dare to turn on the live radio..."
Jiang Jiayi was still furious, slumped on the chair and lightly kicked the trash can, "They're all a bunch of psychopaths, if you have time to scold Han Yuan, why don't you go and see how many cents you have left in your card!"
Xia Yun was also annoyed, "Call me so hard to play professionally, since when did e-sports become the language of nationality?"
Mo Ran was a little calmer than them, and originally wanted to comfort the two rounds, but glanced around the living room, and found that the two people who should have reacted the most were like normal people, one was peeling an apple and the other was eating an apple, as if nothing had happened, "... Brother, you didn't react at all? It's not like you?"
Fang Bei finished peeling a complete circle of apple skin, put down the peel, cut the apple into pieces and put a toothpick on it and handed it to Nan Yu, "Then what do you think I should do, open a small account and post on the bar to fight with them or fight on Weibo Three hundred rounds?"
Mo Ran was at a loss for words for a moment, "...But my instinct tells me that you should not let Nan Zai be scolded for so long in vain."
"Am I such a preoccupied person who will get revenge?"
Mo Ran and Xia Yun said in unison, "You are."
Fang Bei joked, "Okay, let's act according to your script for a day."
"Are you finally going to stage a real-life sparring show?" Xia Yun opened his mouth wide with horror on his face.
Fang Bei spread his hands and stood up, Nan Yu followed with a toothpick poking an apple in one hand, "I didn't say that."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Isn't it free training? I'll go up and have a live broadcast to waste time."
The remaining group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and the official blog slapped his thigh, "Fuck, the live broadcast room must be blown up, I'll tell the manager to see if it can be opened in a few days!"
Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the manager just came back from the outside, holding a flamboyant pink thermos in his hand, "What are you talking about?"
The official blog jumped up, "Brother Bei said he was going to start a live broadcast, can it be done now?"
The manager hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Let's go, as long as he doesn't come out, he can make troubles as he pleases. I'll contact the managers of the other Korean aid teams later. They should also have a headache. If we want to solve this matter, we'll have to do it all at once." It's settled, and you can ignore Weibo for now, there should be something like a joint statement later."
As soon as he said it, Fang Bei also posted a live broadcast notification on Weibo, in case others would not know that he was live broadcasting.
Sitting next to Fang Bei, Nan Yu watched Fang Bei adjust the camera and microphone crazy, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do I want to drive it? Live broadcast."
Fang Bei put on the earphones, brushed Nan Yu's earlobe with his right hand, and chuckled, "No, you can just play solo queue. Aren't you practicing Kai'Sa jungle recently? Go to Hanbok to practice, and it's quiet over there."
"Well, thank you brother." Nan Yu nodded, before Fang Bei turned on the audio and camera, leaned over to give him a hug, and quickly returned to her seat to finish.
Even if he didn't know what the so-called intensification of the official blog looked like, he could probably guess what would happen when Fang Bei started the live broadcast at this time. Fang Bei must have known it, but he still started it regardless of the consequences.
Nan Yu opened the Hanbok client, tilted her head and saw Fang Bei with a smile on his lips, calmly facing the rhythm of the live broadcast room.
This person seems to have always been like this in front of him.
It seems that there is no weakness, and he is so confident and fearless in the face of everything.
Am I his weakness?
The moment this idea appeared in Nan Yu's mind, he killed it in the cradle.
Pooh.
Nan Yu thought, at least he should be armor.
Fang Bei's live broadcast undoubtedly provided a venue for the rhythm master who had nowhere to vent. After the broadcast started, the number of viewers increased wildly, and he was soon carried to the homepage of the live broadcast platform.
The house manager was in a hurry, and Fang Bei felt distressed when he saw it, "Okay, the house manager doesn't work, let him go, today's Entertainment Bureau, everyone wants to say what they want to say."
Said that the entertainment bureau is the real entertainment bureau, Fang Bei didn't even click on the ranking, and directly clicked on Polar Smash Bros. This is a very casual mode in the League of Legends. On the same road, fight when you meet each other, push and fight when you win, and the side with the better random lineup is easier to win.
Fang Bei was not very lucky, and randomly got an auxiliary hero, Bron.
There are still many fans watching the live broadcast, and many people are asking him to change it with dice.
Fang Bei put his mouse on the hero-changing dice and dangled twice, "Don't change it, how good is Bron, I also bought a champion skin, I looked for it, eh, I found it, this is it, isn't it good-looking? I also think it looks good, the special effects of this skin are good, and the action of returning to the city is also good."
Someone posted a sentence on the barrage:
[The champion skin from three years ago, I also like it, it is our LPL honor! 】
Fang Bei saw this sentence from a bunch of rhythm bullet screens, and smiled, "Yes, it's the skin we won the LPL championship. So someone still remembers it. Does anyone remember who the champion team was that year? Who won the championship? Does anyone remember the five? Who was the one who gave Braum the skin?"
"It's Free." Fang Bei laughed sarcastically, "Do you still remember? Huh? Do you remember what you were called back then? Best Korean Aid, God of Freedom, Fake Korean...not a stick or an actor?"
The barrage was almost swiped so hard that it was impossible to see what they were talking about, but Fang Bei didn't mean to hide the barrage frame, and still let them swipe the screen, manipulating Bron to start a brawl.
[Brother Bei's batch! ! ! 】
[I can't see it anymore!How many conscientious Korean aids they can't see, with their eyes closed and brainless, I support Brother Bei! 】
[Thank you for Beige’s words. I cried so loudly. This Freedom fan has been wronged to death these days. We Liberty Gods have retired and returned to China to sell big cakes, and we will be dragged out and beaten to death with a stick. Are you wronged? 】
【Keep didn’t play well but he also apologized, so it’s okay to play well in the future, why should all Korean aid be promoted, do Korean aid have no human rights? 】
[I dare not speak for the past few days, and I will give you the title of traitor Han Za every minute. Is it wrong for Han Yuan to like him so much? 】
[I really cried out loud, how come this circle is still like this after so many years, don’t you know if you can play their teammates or not, doesn’t the coach know?Need you sunspots to judge?Have the ability to play professionally to replace all Koreans? ! 】
【What do you mean about you, the hybrid team get out of here】
【Is Fang Bei crazy?Hit your wild well, won't you run out and make a fool of yourself?The road turns black. 】
[?Have you been brainwashed by your team's Korean dad?Is Korean shi delicious? 】
[Sand sculpture anchor, makes me sick]
[CO is what rotten fish and rotten shrimp, has won the league championship? 】
【Mix NMSL】
The barrage was very polarized, and Fang Bei didn't bother to read each one carefully, so he took the time to reply, "I'm just a big chaos anchor, what rhythm do I bring, huh? Did I say something wrong? No, I'm such an honest person , How can there be something with such a high level of rhythm. Sigh, don’t say that Bron is quite funny, he is real meat, you can see that the opponent beats me without losing blood, hahahaha.”
Fang Bei started the team physically, won a wave, and followed his teammates to push the opposite tower, "I remember that there was a veteran who assisted Bron in the past and played very well. The ancient master, he shouted 3:0 Korea in the first intercontinental match Here comes the team, has anyone watched the intercontinental game? It’s a shame that you haven’t seen it, I suggest you go and watch it, it’s wonderful, it must be wonderful.”
Fang Bei paused, and then said, "That master is also a Korean aid, and he was the first batch of Korean aids to come to the LPL. After retiring, he still stays in the LPL as a coach."
"There's a little murloc on the opposite side, this hero is quite naughty, oh, talking about the little murloc, I think of the five kills of the little murloc in the World Championships back then, wow, I didn't play professionally at that time, and my blood boiled watching it at home, oh Sorry, that little murloc is also Han Yuan."
"Tsk, the opponent lineup is not very good. This one is probably going to be cool. Look at that poodle. It would be great if it was more powerful. Have you ever played poodle? I also like to play. When I first debuted, there was a great god teacher Taught me some skills, but it’s a pity that I went back to Korea to study after retiring, alas.”
【Brother Bei, what do you mean? Today...why do I feel something is wrong? 】
【My God, I hope I don’t get caught up in the rhythm QAQ】
[But I think Brother Bei is right, this time it was the rhythm of the void, rising inexplicably, killing a boatload of people with one pole, is it necessary? 】
[Support Brother Bei. 】
[As expected of the man I love, woo woo woo Bei Ge, I love you]
The first Smash Bros. had an advantage in the lineup, and won within 20 minutes. Fang Bei played the second one. This time, the random one was still a supporting hero.
After adjusting the talents, Fang Bei cut to the live broadcast room to take a look, the number of people was still increasing, "Hey, so many people."
Nan Yu also finished a round, stretched her waist, walked behind Fang Bei with a cup, and poured water.
The sharp-eyed audience in the live broadcast room immediately recognized Nan Yu's figure, and the topic began to change again.
[I said that Fang Bei jumped out of the muddy water so actively, so it was because of the stick in his team]
[A well-made domestic jungler speaks for a stick, he is not ashamed to lose face, and he is not afraid of being squeezed down by Korean fathers to look at the drinking fountain! 】
Fang Bei watched the barrage scrolling coldly, and continued to operate without stopping, "Well, after Nan Yu's training is over, I'll ask him to customize the room, and if anyone doesn't like him, just come in and play a round , if you win, you can also come to the CO as a jungler, how about it?"
Xia Yun almost couldn't hold back her words, and desperately gestured to Fang Bei in a blind spot of the camera, "Are you crazy???"
Song Lian and the others also frowned.
Fang Bei glanced at Xia Yun, and added with a smile, "I forgot to say that those with lower Hanbok scores than Nan Yu are not eligible to participate. How about it, barrage heroes, you must actively participate, and just play the game and beat him up." Is it better than scolding people?"
Song Lian asked Jiang Jiayi in a low voice, "How much is Nan Yu's score?"
Jiang Jiayi recalled for a while, "... I saw that the king was still more than 400 points yesterday, and it seems to be in the top [-] of Hanbok."
"..." Song Lian was speechless, "You said Fang Bei lacked morality."
[WSG_Keep gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
[RSG_Dawn gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
[NG_Perdong gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
[KJ_Ante gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
【…】
Xia Yun just clicked into Fangbei's live broadcast room, and as soon as he entered, he saw a bunch of familiar IDs smashing gifts frantically, most of them were Korean aids or teammates of Korean aids, and the gift-giving announcements swiping the screen were simply not too spectacular.
"Damn it," Xia Yun sighed, "Boss Fang, you got rich overnight."
"How to say?"
"No, watch your live broadcast room yourself, they have all brought you gifts."
Fang Bei happened to die, and there were still more than 20 seconds left before the resurrection, so he cut out and took a look, "Hey, I'm too embarrassed, there are so many big fights... I'll count, one, two, three …I feel ashamed that so many dozens of people came to watch me live broadcast the Smash Bros. and gave them big gifts.”
The barrage has long gone to nowhere, and the black fans are completely overwhelmed by a barrage of "Ah, ah, ah, 666 shit screenshots and group photos", and it seems that there is an inexplicable sense of harmony.
Xia Yun became addicted to watching the excitement, so she opened Weibo, "Wow, they're all broadcasting live, Mr. Fang, you have a good rhythm~"
Fang Bei pretended to be dazed, and asked the barrage, "Have I got the rhythm? No? I'm just a Smash Bros. player, just an entertainment anchor, weak and innocent, but very popular."
……
Guan Bo lay on the table in the manager's office, his stomach ached from laughing.
"Okay, a girl doesn't know anything about ladies." The manager was also watching the live broadcast, dumbfounding, "You said what Fang Bei was thinking about every day, doing all kinds of outrageous things, and the most outrageous thing is that they are still very effective Just let those dozens of professional players imitate him and live broadcast the Smash Bros.? But that’s fine. After their live broadcast is over, the clubs will make a few official statements to publicize that the Korean players are united with the team. It's over."
Guan Bo watched the professional players' live broadcast prompts popping up on his mobile phone, but he still couldn't hold back and laughed to the ground.
The author has something to say: Fang Bei: Nan Yu, I will support you in the live broadcast of Chaos Fight!
Nan Yu: ...
ps: Of the few Korean aids mentioned by Brother Bei, the 3:0 one has a prototype, and is a support player I like very much, and the others have no prototypes.
All the clubs with Korean aid had a headache together, but they couldn't come up with any solution. They could only find a way to suppress the topic with a little rhythm, with little effect.
"It's been two days, and it hasn't stopped at all. Clubs with Korean aid haven't dared to post on Weibo these days." Holding an ipad in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, the official blogger took a bunch of pictures and handed them to Fang Bei and the others, "Pull The football team is the worst. They have two Korean aids. Today they are playing in the all-China class. I heard that there are people shouting loudly at home, and the director did not dare to turn on the live radio..."
Jiang Jiayi was still furious, slumped on the chair and lightly kicked the trash can, "They're all a bunch of psychopaths, if you have time to scold Han Yuan, why don't you go and see how many cents you have left in your card!"
Xia Yun was also annoyed, "Call me so hard to play professionally, since when did e-sports become the language of nationality?"
Mo Ran was a little calmer than them, and originally wanted to comfort the two rounds, but glanced around the living room, and found that the two people who should have reacted the most were like normal people, one was peeling an apple and the other was eating an apple, as if nothing had happened, "... Brother, you didn't react at all? It's not like you?"
Fang Bei finished peeling a complete circle of apple skin, put down the peel, cut the apple into pieces and put a toothpick on it and handed it to Nan Yu, "Then what do you think I should do, open a small account and post on the bar to fight with them or fight on Weibo Three hundred rounds?"
Mo Ran was at a loss for words for a moment, "...But my instinct tells me that you should not let Nan Zai be scolded for so long in vain."
"Am I such a preoccupied person who will get revenge?"
Mo Ran and Xia Yun said in unison, "You are."
Fang Bei joked, "Okay, let's act according to your script for a day."
"Are you finally going to stage a real-life sparring show?" Xia Yun opened his mouth wide with horror on his face.
Fang Bei spread his hands and stood up, Nan Yu followed with a toothpick poking an apple in one hand, "I didn't say that."
"Then what are you doing?"
"Isn't it free training? I'll go up and have a live broadcast to waste time."
The remaining group of people looked at each other in blank dismay, and the official blog slapped his thigh, "Fuck, the live broadcast room must be blown up, I'll tell the manager to see if it can be opened in a few days!"
Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, the manager just came back from the outside, holding a flamboyant pink thermos in his hand, "What are you talking about?"
The official blog jumped up, "Brother Bei said he was going to start a live broadcast, can it be done now?"
The manager hesitated for a while, then nodded, "Let's go, as long as he doesn't come out, he can make troubles as he pleases. I'll contact the managers of the other Korean aid teams later. They should also have a headache. If we want to solve this matter, we'll have to do it all at once." It's settled, and you can ignore Weibo for now, there should be something like a joint statement later."
As soon as he said it, Fang Bei also posted a live broadcast notification on Weibo, in case others would not know that he was live broadcasting.
Sitting next to Fang Bei, Nan Yu watched Fang Bei adjust the camera and microphone crazy, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do I want to drive it? Live broadcast."
Fang Bei put on the earphones, brushed Nan Yu's earlobe with his right hand, and chuckled, "No, you can just play solo queue. Aren't you practicing Kai'Sa jungle recently? Go to Hanbok to practice, and it's quiet over there."
"Well, thank you brother." Nan Yu nodded, before Fang Bei turned on the audio and camera, leaned over to give him a hug, and quickly returned to her seat to finish.
Even if he didn't know what the so-called intensification of the official blog looked like, he could probably guess what would happen when Fang Bei started the live broadcast at this time. Fang Bei must have known it, but he still started it regardless of the consequences.
Nan Yu opened the Hanbok client, tilted her head and saw Fang Bei with a smile on his lips, calmly facing the rhythm of the live broadcast room.
This person seems to have always been like this in front of him.
It seems that there is no weakness, and he is so confident and fearless in the face of everything.
Am I his weakness?
The moment this idea appeared in Nan Yu's mind, he killed it in the cradle.
Pooh.
Nan Yu thought, at least he should be armor.
Fang Bei's live broadcast undoubtedly provided a venue for the rhythm master who had nowhere to vent. After the broadcast started, the number of viewers increased wildly, and he was soon carried to the homepage of the live broadcast platform.
The house manager was in a hurry, and Fang Bei felt distressed when he saw it, "Okay, the house manager doesn't work, let him go, today's Entertainment Bureau, everyone wants to say what they want to say."
Said that the entertainment bureau is the real entertainment bureau, Fang Bei didn't even click on the ranking, and directly clicked on Polar Smash Bros. This is a very casual mode in the League of Legends. On the same road, fight when you meet each other, push and fight when you win, and the side with the better random lineup is easier to win.
Fang Bei was not very lucky, and randomly got an auxiliary hero, Bron.
There are still many fans watching the live broadcast, and many people are asking him to change it with dice.
Fang Bei put his mouse on the hero-changing dice and dangled twice, "Don't change it, how good is Bron, I also bought a champion skin, I looked for it, eh, I found it, this is it, isn't it good-looking? I also think it looks good, the special effects of this skin are good, and the action of returning to the city is also good."
Someone posted a sentence on the barrage:
[The champion skin from three years ago, I also like it, it is our LPL honor! 】
Fang Bei saw this sentence from a bunch of rhythm bullet screens, and smiled, "Yes, it's the skin we won the LPL championship. So someone still remembers it. Does anyone remember who the champion team was that year? Who won the championship? Does anyone remember the five? Who was the one who gave Braum the skin?"
"It's Free." Fang Bei laughed sarcastically, "Do you still remember? Huh? Do you remember what you were called back then? Best Korean Aid, God of Freedom, Fake Korean...not a stick or an actor?"
The barrage was almost swiped so hard that it was impossible to see what they were talking about, but Fang Bei didn't mean to hide the barrage frame, and still let them swipe the screen, manipulating Bron to start a brawl.
[Brother Bei's batch! ! ! 】
[I can't see it anymore!How many conscientious Korean aids they can't see, with their eyes closed and brainless, I support Brother Bei! 】
[Thank you for Beige’s words. I cried so loudly. This Freedom fan has been wronged to death these days. We Liberty Gods have retired and returned to China to sell big cakes, and we will be dragged out and beaten to death with a stick. Are you wronged? 】
【Keep didn’t play well but he also apologized, so it’s okay to play well in the future, why should all Korean aid be promoted, do Korean aid have no human rights? 】
[I dare not speak for the past few days, and I will give you the title of traitor Han Za every minute. Is it wrong for Han Yuan to like him so much? 】
[I really cried out loud, how come this circle is still like this after so many years, don’t you know if you can play their teammates or not, doesn’t the coach know?Need you sunspots to judge?Have the ability to play professionally to replace all Koreans? ! 】
【What do you mean about you, the hybrid team get out of here】
【Is Fang Bei crazy?Hit your wild well, won't you run out and make a fool of yourself?The road turns black. 】
[?Have you been brainwashed by your team's Korean dad?Is Korean shi delicious? 】
[Sand sculpture anchor, makes me sick]
[CO is what rotten fish and rotten shrimp, has won the league championship? 】
【Mix NMSL】
The barrage was very polarized, and Fang Bei didn't bother to read each one carefully, so he took the time to reply, "I'm just a big chaos anchor, what rhythm do I bring, huh? Did I say something wrong? No, I'm such an honest person , How can there be something with such a high level of rhythm. Sigh, don’t say that Bron is quite funny, he is real meat, you can see that the opponent beats me without losing blood, hahahaha.”
Fang Bei started the team physically, won a wave, and followed his teammates to push the opposite tower, "I remember that there was a veteran who assisted Bron in the past and played very well. The ancient master, he shouted 3:0 Korea in the first intercontinental match Here comes the team, has anyone watched the intercontinental game? It’s a shame that you haven’t seen it, I suggest you go and watch it, it’s wonderful, it must be wonderful.”
Fang Bei paused, and then said, "That master is also a Korean aid, and he was the first batch of Korean aids to come to the LPL. After retiring, he still stays in the LPL as a coach."
"There's a little murloc on the opposite side, this hero is quite naughty, oh, talking about the little murloc, I think of the five kills of the little murloc in the World Championships back then, wow, I didn't play professionally at that time, and my blood boiled watching it at home, oh Sorry, that little murloc is also Han Yuan."
"Tsk, the opponent lineup is not very good. This one is probably going to be cool. Look at that poodle. It would be great if it was more powerful. Have you ever played poodle? I also like to play. When I first debuted, there was a great god teacher Taught me some skills, but it’s a pity that I went back to Korea to study after retiring, alas.”
【Brother Bei, what do you mean? Today...why do I feel something is wrong? 】
【My God, I hope I don’t get caught up in the rhythm QAQ】
[But I think Brother Bei is right, this time it was the rhythm of the void, rising inexplicably, killing a boatload of people with one pole, is it necessary? 】
[Support Brother Bei. 】
[As expected of the man I love, woo woo woo Bei Ge, I love you]
The first Smash Bros. had an advantage in the lineup, and won within 20 minutes. Fang Bei played the second one. This time, the random one was still a supporting hero.
After adjusting the talents, Fang Bei cut to the live broadcast room to take a look, the number of people was still increasing, "Hey, so many people."
Nan Yu also finished a round, stretched her waist, walked behind Fang Bei with a cup, and poured water.
The sharp-eyed audience in the live broadcast room immediately recognized Nan Yu's figure, and the topic began to change again.
[I said that Fang Bei jumped out of the muddy water so actively, so it was because of the stick in his team]
[A well-made domestic jungler speaks for a stick, he is not ashamed to lose face, and he is not afraid of being squeezed down by Korean fathers to look at the drinking fountain! 】
Fang Bei watched the barrage scrolling coldly, and continued to operate without stopping, "Well, after Nan Yu's training is over, I'll ask him to customize the room, and if anyone doesn't like him, just come in and play a round , if you win, you can also come to the CO as a jungler, how about it?"
Xia Yun almost couldn't hold back her words, and desperately gestured to Fang Bei in a blind spot of the camera, "Are you crazy???"
Song Lian and the others also frowned.
Fang Bei glanced at Xia Yun, and added with a smile, "I forgot to say that those with lower Hanbok scores than Nan Yu are not eligible to participate. How about it, barrage heroes, you must actively participate, and just play the game and beat him up." Is it better than scolding people?"
Song Lian asked Jiang Jiayi in a low voice, "How much is Nan Yu's score?"
Jiang Jiayi recalled for a while, "... I saw that the king was still more than 400 points yesterday, and it seems to be in the top [-] of Hanbok."
"..." Song Lian was speechless, "You said Fang Bei lacked morality."
[WSG_Keep gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
[RSG_Dawn gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
[NG_Perdong gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
[KJ_Ante gave the anchor ten super missiles! 】
【…】
Xia Yun just clicked into Fangbei's live broadcast room, and as soon as he entered, he saw a bunch of familiar IDs smashing gifts frantically, most of them were Korean aids or teammates of Korean aids, and the gift-giving announcements swiping the screen were simply not too spectacular.
"Damn it," Xia Yun sighed, "Boss Fang, you got rich overnight."
"How to say?"
"No, watch your live broadcast room yourself, they have all brought you gifts."
Fang Bei happened to die, and there were still more than 20 seconds left before the resurrection, so he cut out and took a look, "Hey, I'm too embarrassed, there are so many big fights... I'll count, one, two, three …I feel ashamed that so many dozens of people came to watch me live broadcast the Smash Bros. and gave them big gifts.”
The barrage has long gone to nowhere, and the black fans are completely overwhelmed by a barrage of "Ah, ah, ah, 666 shit screenshots and group photos", and it seems that there is an inexplicable sense of harmony.
Xia Yun became addicted to watching the excitement, so she opened Weibo, "Wow, they're all broadcasting live, Mr. Fang, you have a good rhythm~"
Fang Bei pretended to be dazed, and asked the barrage, "Have I got the rhythm? No? I'm just a Smash Bros. player, just an entertainment anchor, weak and innocent, but very popular."
……
Guan Bo lay on the table in the manager's office, his stomach ached from laughing.
"Okay, a girl doesn't know anything about ladies." The manager was also watching the live broadcast, dumbfounding, "You said what Fang Bei was thinking about every day, doing all kinds of outrageous things, and the most outrageous thing is that they are still very effective Just let those dozens of professional players imitate him and live broadcast the Smash Bros.? But that’s fine. After their live broadcast is over, the clubs will make a few official statements to publicize that the Korean players are united with the team. It's over."
Guan Bo watched the professional players' live broadcast prompts popping up on his mobile phone, but he still couldn't hold back and laughed to the ground.
The author has something to say: Fang Bei: Nan Yu, I will support you in the live broadcast of Chaos Fight!
Nan Yu: ...
ps: Of the few Korean aids mentioned by Brother Bei, the 3:0 one has a prototype, and is a support player I like very much, and the others have no prototypes.
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