report!this person is an actor

"Well, very beautiful, very beautiful." Huangcheng deliberately repeated the last two words twice, but his tone remained unchanged, with a smile all the time.

"By the way, let's talk about it first. If you run out of footballs and don't hit me, you will lose." Football is expendable, it cannot sprint infinitely, and after the footballs are used up, the striker can no longer hit people , so Bai Mo added a new rule.

"Well, that's fine." Even though Huangcheng knew that he had spent more than half of his football, he still spit out these words without hesitation.

"Okay, let's continue the teaching of snake skin walking."

Bai Mo can estimate how much rugby is left in the deserted city, and because of this, he began to be a little presumptuous, talking about teaching, and he really started talking like a tutor.

And while teaching, he is also delicately avoiding the striker's collision.

"The best place to use the snake skin is the corner. It is very difficult for ordinary supervisors to kill corners. Now, Rage God uses forwards, which are almost the same level of supervisors."

"The first thing you do when you meet a regulator is don't panic, and then you walk over by surprise, and then turn back..." Come on, before Bai Mo could say the last word, the striker who was manipulating the rugby sprint had already bumped into him .

"Oh? How did this hit?"

The striker's football can only be used to hit the supervisor, but it is useless to the survivors, but the deserted city stopped when it was very close to Baimo, so it was considered a collision.

"What level did you say I was? Huh?" Huangcheng's tone was a little teasing.

【Hahahahahahahahahahahaha the white god is too inflated】

[Snakeskin Walking and Negative Teaching]

[Bai Shen, you are swollen, you forgot that the striker in front of you is the one who broke your legs countless times]

[Facts have proved that no matter what I play, I, Aragami, are a powerful group]

[Dare to say that Aragami's level is average?Baishen, have you forgotten that you were hammered and broke your leg many times in qualifying? 】

Suddenly teaching the opposite, Bai Mo was a little afraid to look at the barrage, fearing that there would be some mocking words, but he still casually glanced at it from the corner of his eye.

To his surprise, there was no ridicule in the barrage, but all of them made him swell.

Huh?When did there not even any people who deliberately hacked him in his live broadcast room?Suddenly they were all friendly fans, which made Bai Mo a little overwhelmed.

Because of this short thought, Bai Mo's character didn't move, which made Huangcheng think that something happened, and immediately asked:

"what happened?"

The sudden voice from the earphones made Bai Mo immediately pull back his consciousness, "It's nothing, it's nothing, I just watched the barrage, and I was a little lost in thought."

"Barrage? What kind of barrage can distract you?"

"Hmm... this, Rage God, you may not understand much." The positions where he and Huang Cheng stood, in terms of popularity alone, they were like one in the sky and the other on the ground. "In the past, there were always intentional smears on my bullet screens. Although I don't know what happened, but I just checked it. It seems that I haven't seen any intentionally targeted bullet screen comments recently, so I'm a little surprised."

Small anchors like Bai Mo are easily tempted by black fans, but in Huangcheng, with his huge fan support, there is almost no need for him to deal with black fans, and the fans can quickly solve them directly.

So Bai Mo thought that the deserted city should not be able to understand his feelings.

"Maybe they think you are a nice person and don't want to be hacked anymore."

"Huh?" How is this possible?Black fans have always been an incomprehensible existence, so how can they not be black because of other people's goodness, besides, he is not good.

"I think they may be resting today, maybe they will come back tomorrow." Compared to Huangcheng's wild guess, Bai Mo felt that his guess was more reliable.

"They won't come back." Huangcheng didn't agree with Bai Mo's opinion.

"Then do you want to make a bet?" As the anchor, Bai Mo has nothing else, but there are a lot of black fans. Although he didn't show up today, it doesn't mean he won't in the future.

"Okay, what's the bet?"

"Hmm... Let me think about it." When it came to the bet, Bai Mo really couldn't think of it for a while.

But Huangcheng quickly suggested, "Recently, there is an offline entertainment competition in this game. If you lose, come and cheer me on?"

Offline entertainment competition?That is, a game that must go to a designated location.

He went to refuel?

No matter where it is, Bai Mo refuses directly without even thinking about it, "No, this one is not good, let's change it." Bai Mo is very resistant to outside, and there must be many people at the entertainment competition, come on! He's the worst at this kind of thing.

Huangcheng seemed to have known that Bai Mo would refuse, so as soon as Bai Mo's voice fell, he opened his mouth and said, "Why, are you not confident in your black fans?"

The aggressive method is not useful for Bai Mo.

However, Bai Mo has full confidence in his black fans, "Of course not, I just don't want to watch your game."

"Even before you start betting, you already think that you will lose to me, are you so unconfident?"

That's right, he forgot that this is something he would only do after he lost. Just now he seemed to only think about things he didn't want to do, but he forgot that he might not necessarily lose.

"That's fine." Due to his strong confidence in his black fan, Bai Mo accepted the bet without hesitation, "Wait and let me think about what you will do if you lose."

Do something that is not too much.

"We meet again in the rankings, can you let me walk through the cellar once?" When he said this, Bai Mo's tone was tentative, for fear that his proposal would be too much.

"Okay." Huangcheng agreed without any hesitation as before.

【Tsk tsk tsk, the sour smell of love】

【Am I the only one who thinks that Baishen lost money on this bet?】

[Hug my silly Baishen, what kind of bets are they making? Rageshen even asked for a face-to-face, and I don’t know how to take a photo]

【I don’t know why Zuo Zuo likes to be called Baishen Silly Bai all the time, but I know now】

[Very well, I will see which black fan dares to go to work tomorrow, I will tear one up]

"Hey, you can't do this." Bai Mo saw someone in the barrage who wanted to be a black fan tomorrow, so he couldn't help but say, "If I remember correctly, everyone watching my live broadcast should be my fans. The next bet should be expected to me to win, how can you prevent black fans from going to work?"

I'm afraid it's not all a bunch of fake fans.

【Sorry, Baishen, I'm an undercover agent who climbed over the wall from Rageshen's side】

【Coincidentally, me too】

【Hahahaha, everyone】

【White God: It hurts my heart】