You Boys Play Games Very Well

In contrast, the atmosphere in Mangshen's live broadcast room is quite harmonious. After all, real game fans still account for a relatively large proportion of his fan base. These people don't care about the anchor's gossip, but only care about how the game is played.

Shan Zhu was replaying yesterday's game according to the contract. Since he didn't hear Ling Meng's scene, he specially found a commentary version of the video. Into the blood-boiling emotions of the previous day.

"Lemon's analysis here is very correct. I saw that the opponent has not built troops for a long time, so I know that he is waiting for the barracks to upgrade. At this time, he cannot be given time to develop. The sooner he attacks, the better.

"Here Lemon is right. To deal with Aliens is to suppress them in the early stage. The ultimate weapon of Aliens has been manufactured for the longest time, but once the queen ant leaves the nest, it is difficult for the opponent to fight back.

"It's not a surprise that Guava will blow up my ant nest. I originally planned to do so, but I plan to blow it up when the opposite ant queen is about to leave the nest. Since he shot so early, I won't delay any longer. If I delay, I will definitely lose. .

"Lemon is worthy of being an old Galaxy player. He has a thorough understanding of this game. It is not easy to do this for the first time in the commentary. The tactical analysis in certain places hits the nail on the head.

"Eccentricity is normal, who is not eccentric? What professional anchors do is eccentricity will not be seen by others."

He was resuming the game very seriously, but the water friends at the scene didn't think so.

——I may have watched a fake review.

——This is not a replay of the game, it is obviously a review of the commentary.

——I can see that everything about Ning's father is good.

——Unexpectedly, Wuli Mangshen turned out to be a powerful man!

——Lemon's father commented on Chuanmang last night, and tonight Mangshen will broadcast Chuanmeng live. Mutual boasting is justice!

Ling Meng's explanations were very dense, and Shan Zhu had to pause to comment from time to time before he could speak.

When it came to the climax of the decisive battle, Ling Meng's emotions would be affected even through the screen, so Shan Zhu simply didn't pause, watching Ling Meng passionately and cheering for himself with a smile on his face.

When the end of the race was approaching, someone kindly reminded Gao Neng ahead not to blink.

Then I saw Ling Meng dropped the earphones excitedly, and kissed the monitor with a resounding "boo". Although the camera's shooting range is limited, it is enough to make up the whole process.

——Is there a feeling of being kissed?

——If this is a live broadcast, you can guarantee to kiss me, right?

——How does it feel to be kissed by Lemon's father?

Everyone booed in the barrage, like Ling Meng's character who forgets himself when he gets excited, Baobuqi can really do this kind of thing on the spot.

"Should I regret not being there?"

——Have you ever thought about playing live games or commenting with Papa Ning?

"If there is a chance."

——Didn’t you already fit together yesterday?

"He borrowed my account to play," Shan Zhu explained according to the confession made by the two of them last night. "The hospice said that you are used to it. It can't be changed. It's nothing."

Shan Zhu's reputation is relatively good, and what he said is generally accepted by everyone.However, Ling Meng's side is hard to say, and Shan Zhu can imagine how he will be grabbed by fans on this issue.

"It's still early, let's check the room." He skillfully entered Ling Meng's room number.

Surprisingly, Ling Meng wasn't playing games, nor chatting with his water friends, but he was actually singing.

He was very serious, playing the accompaniment, following the lyrics, and sang sternly, and his roommate, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was still doing a mechanical dance behind him.

Ling Meng doesn't have any skills in singing. The only thing he can do is to sing every scale in tune and keep up with the rhythm as much as possible. Apart from being serious, he is also a little nervous, which shows that singing is not his strong point.

Shan Zhu listened silently for a while, but still thought it sounded a little nice.

"...Sing a ballad about winter, long and long, dove, I am on your warm road."

Ling Meng sang the last line steadily, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's over, can you let me go now?"

In just one sentence, the history of Ling Meng's blood and tears tonight was revealed, which shows how cruelly he was forced to confess by his water friends before.His father Ning is really just a father in words, and his sons rebel every day.

There are a lot of gifts, and there are also a lot of bullet screens, and they don't plan to let Papa Ning go.

——One song just wants to send us away?not that simple.

——It’s been a long night, if you don’t sing, you have to continue talking about the topic of fit.

"It's agreed to only sing one song, you guys are pushing an inch, do you know that?"

[Room] Mangosteen gave the anchor a cat climbing frame.

Mangosteen, the house manager: You guys bully my baby when I'm not around.

Mangosteen, house manager: PS sings nicely.

Ling Meng was speechless: "If you don't show up, they will bully you less. I managed to change the topic, and you are messing with the rhythm."

——I didn’t turn away. Thank you, everyone is waiting.

——Mangshen is here to find a place for Ning's father again, is it possible that this time he is going to make an appointment with a hundred thousand water friends?

——Mangshen: I want to hit [-]!

"And why are you swiping for gifts again? Didn't you say that if you give it away, you will lose all your friends?"

——Hasn't your friendship come to an end before it even started?

——Mango's friendship is roughly equivalent to playing the guitar at ninety degrees.

Housing manager Mangosteen: I especially like your water friend, he is full of wisdom.

——The next sentence: Unlike you, the brain is full of water.

— don't say it!Dad Lemon doesn't want to lose face, does he?

"Nonsense! Your minds are full of water, or sewage! You just think about doing things all day long. Is it because the legend of the galaxy is not fun or is calculus difficult to understand?"

——Compared to calculus, I choose to do things.

——There is a gap of 1 galaxy legends between doing things and calculus.

Ling Meng went to the doctor in a hurry, and asked Shan Zhu for help: "You just came, help me clarify, I just opened your account to play last night, the two of us are innocent."

Mangosteen, the house manager: It is true that he opened my account to play, but it is hard to say whether he is innocent or not.

— Best clarification of the year.

——Ningba's big move [Sacrificing one's life for righteousness]: Dig a big hole for yourself and jump into it, which lasts for 60 seconds.

——I will continue for a second.

Ling Meng was so angry that her cheeks puffed up, and everyone happily brushed up the text version of the emoticon pack: "A puffer fish.gif", "Pornographic anchor, pretending to sell rotten.gif", "Dad Lemon wanted to drop the earphones after hearing this.gif ", "A stream of clear water, only pornography has its name.gif"...

Shan Zhu's cell phone rang.

Manager Mangosteen: I'm going to answer the phone.

With Mangshen absent, the scene became even more chaotic. Ling Meng wanted to control the scene, but was powerless, so he could only sing aloud silently: "The cold wind blows all over my face, and my son's rebellion breaks my heart. Your words are like an ice pick piercing into my heart." From the bottom of my heart, Dad is really hurt..."

The barrage was full of booing, and Ling Meng was very desperate because he couldn't find anyone of his own.

"Is there no one who will comfort me?"

[Platform broadcast] User Guava gave anchor Lemon a cat garden as a gift, and said: Yes.

Ling Meng:? ? ? ? ?