You Boys Play Games Very Well

The live broadcast that Ling Meng had agreed to was canceled again, and the fans complained a lot.

——@FanA: Why is there a pigeon live broadcast on the first day of the professional competition, the fans who can't go to the live to watch the real Papa Ning are already pitiful enough, even the online live broadcast is cancelled.

While waiting for the barbecue, Ling Meng swiped her phone to appease the wailing fans on Weibo.

——@Lemon: Sorry, I'm celebrating Guava's birthday tonight. [Barbecue.jpg]

He also took a photo of a barbecue to prove that he was indeed outside.

——@FanB: What?The treatment of brushing the cat garden turned out to be the anchor personally celebrating his birthday?If I had known, I would too!

——@FanC: As a food broadcaster, eating barbecue is not broadcast live?

——@FanD: Ask for a live broadcast!Let's watch Guava too!

Ling Meng kept looking at her mobile phone, which also attracted the attention of others.

"Father Ning, are the fans clamoring for you to broadcast live? You can broadcast our barbecue live."

"Ah?" Ling Meng didn't expect that Bo Luo would take the initiative to make this request.

"I've never been on your live broadcast before. Give me a chance to let everyone know me."

"But," Ling Meng looked at Jiao uncertainly, "then Guava will lose his horse."

"I don't care." Xiang Jiao said with an expressionless face.

"The captain's vest will fall off, he doesn't care." Bo Luo tried his best to encourage him, "Live the live broadcast quickly!"

Domao’s well-known eating and broadcasting host Lemon said that the live broadcast was live again, and that the live broadcast was live again, and the few credits left were fed to the pigeons in Prague Square. Fans of Mangosteen also heard the news, because they know that if their anchor is not on the air, [-]% of them are next door.

The first batch of water friends who rushed to the live broadcast room saw neither Dad Ning nor Mangshen, but Pineapple who was waving a clip at the camera with an excited face.

"Hi everyone, I'm Pineapple Jam!"

——I am familiar with you.

——I am familiar with you.

——I am familiar with you.

——Wait, why is pineapple sauce in Papa Lemon's live broadcast room?

"Because I'm eating barbecue with Fruit." Ling Meng finally appeared on the screen, and he backed away, revealing Shan Zhu and the crowd of Fruit who were putting barbecue on his plate.

Mangshen fans are not calm anymore.

——The piece of pork belly that Mangshen sandwiched is mine!

--be mine!No one should rob me!

——I feel sorry for Mangshen's girlfriend fan for 30 seconds, didn't you see that piece of pork belly has already entered Ning's father's plate?

Of course, I was more surprised that Lemon would have a barbecue with FRUIT.

——How could Mengmeng be at the same table with FRUIT?

——Could it be that FRUIT wanted to get Mengmeng drunk and brew the sauce again in order to avenge the car overturned last time?

——Wait, Mengmeng live broadcasted just now to celebrate Guava's birthday, is there a second person in the FRUIT team celebrating his birthday today?

"Ask Guava? He's across from me."

Ling Meng turned the phone around, and Xiang Jiao, who was calmly deboning the lamb chops, appeared in the camera.

"Aren't you surprised? Are you surprised?" Ling Meng received the shock of the century today, and she wants to shock others.

——What the hell? ? Guava is to God? ? !

——Xiang Shen turned out to be Papa Ning's hidden fanboy?Incredible!

——Didn’t you watch God’s post-match interview today? ! Cherry broke the news that Xiangshen is promoting an entertainment anchor recently, and it turns out to be Papa Ning!

——I am so charming!

--Shock!On the first day of the league, the anchor team beat the vegetable team again, and the truth turned out to be...

Ling Meng underestimated the popularity of Fruit, especially Xiang Jiao. Although everyone in FRUIT has a live broadcast room, Xiang Jiao never broadcasts live broadcasts. His fans can only occasionally catch the corners of Xiangshen's clothes from the live broadcast rooms of other players.Such a rare outdoor live broadcast, the hungry fans will naturally not miss it, came to watch Xiangshen, Mangshen...and other Liushen dew water friends crowded Ling Meng's live broadcast room, setting a record of millions of online users new highs.

Such a high popularity naturally alarmed the platform, Ling Meng was pushed to the homepage without knowing anything, because more people came in to find out because of curiosity, and naturally there were many non-Galaxy players among them.

——Although I don’t know why so many people watch them eat, but there are a few younger brothers who are so handsome, especially the second from the right.

——It’s a pity that you came too late, the second from the right and the first from the right are already together (smile)

——What about the left one?

——The one on the left belongs to all of us (smile)

——For friends who have entered by mistake, the current team members and coaches of "Legend of the Galaxy" ranked first in the national server, as well as two popular male anchors are all here.

——God, this lineup, Xiangshen, Mangshen, FRUIT, Papa Ning... I am willing to squat under the table!

——Is there any shortage of waiters in your store?The kind that can barbecue.

——Apply!Not only can I grill, but I can also breathe fire!

——Did Ning's father know in advance that Guava was asking God?

"I don't know. Although I guessed that he might be a professional player, I didn't expect it to be him at all."

——Why did Xiangshen watch Papa Lemon's live broadcast? Could it be because Papa Lemon played the game well?

"I also want to ask this question..." Ling Meng was almost suffocated with internal injuries.

"I just watched your video explaining the derby between him and Mangshen, and then I came to watch your live broadcast," Ying Tao said, "and asked me to teach him how to recharge."

"Ah? Really?" Ling Meng was still confused.

"Singing is interesting, and eating is also quite interesting," Xiang Jiao commented without raising his head, "It looks so angry...it's funny."

"Does it have nothing to do with playing games?"

Only then did Xiang Jiao raise his head, with a confused expression on his face: "You can be very happy if you don't play the game well, it looks more inspirational, doesn't it?"

Ling Meng: =_,=

Is this a compliment to me?I should praise it!

The barrage is also laughing badly.

——Praise to God, extraordinary.

——Shou Can Zhi Jian Ning's father, Domao's annual inspirational anchor.

——Mengmeng's expression at the moment is hahahaha!Juicing it up, old man!

——There is a sense of déjà vu that my father finally saw his grandpa after years of embarrassment.

——Don't blame Xiangshen, where can I find a game anchor who can play games better than him?Fortunately, I am a positive energy entertainment anchor!

Aggrieved, Ling Meng turned to Shan Zhu for help: "Should I really consider transforming into an entertainment anchor?"

Everyone is booing again.

——Father Ning, don't act like a spoiled child!

——What misunderstanding do you have about yourself? Do you still need to transform to be an entertainment anchor?

——The confidence lost in Xiangshen can only be regained in Manshen, who made our Manshen the number one in the universe.

"It's good for you to maintain the current style." Shan Zhu handed him a bunch of ribs, "Great game and entertainment. Besides, I think you play well. You can't take the national server's first vision as a standard."

"Really?" Ling Meng was relieved to have ribs.

"You are good-looking, no matter what the live broadcast is, people will watch it."

——WULI Mangshen is really a warm man.

——I wish God would give me a man like Mangshen.

——Xiangshen is even better at playing games, making people happy and full of gods, Xiangshen must learn hard, you can't catch up with your boyfriend (dad) friend (dad) like this.

——Mango lemon has been officially stamped and approved, please the melon lemon party not to make trouble.

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