Brothers want to take me solo every day

There is a popular game anchor named LIN on Ji Ningzhi's live broadcast platform. He always only wears a mask to show his eyes, but he has attracted a large number of girlfriend fans. He is very good at competitive games. The anchor pubg international server depends on his strength The technical anchor played out.

The material of his live broadcast was edited and posted on other video platforms, with over one million likes in an hour, so many people watched his videos and got into the game.

Such a popular anchor never participated in offline game meetings, rejected official endorsement announcements and professional game team invitations, so mysterious that many people had imaginations about his true appearance.

Jiang Menglin also gave the anchor tens of thousands of dollars in gifts. Although Ji Ningzhi didn't play PC games, he was asked to popularize science a few times and watched several live broadcasts with Jiang Menglin.

It is precisely because Lin never shows his face that Ji Ningzhi can recognize him with a pair of eyes, although he thinks it is a fantasy that he can meet a game anchor with more than [-] million fans in this ordinary Internet cafe.

So he didn't dare to confirm, so he called out tentatively, "LIN?"

The boy raised his head like a ghost, he didn't expect that he would be recognized like this.When he raised his head, he realized that something was wrong. Which network manager would be so shameless in his own Internet cafe?

He carefully looked into Ji Ningzhi's eyes, and after looking at him for a few seconds, he said in a strange tone, "You are Ji..."

Ji Ningzhi was startled, he subconsciously pressed his finger on his lips, and looked around guiltily to make sure that no paparazzi or other people would notice them.

"What a coincidence," the young man's tone was a little emotional, with a feeling of sympathy, "You also ran away from home?"

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

Did you expose something?

The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere froze for a while, and it was a little awkward.A popular anchor, a popular idol, had a face-to-face meeting in an Internet cafe because of a not-so-good beginning.

Ji Ningzhi pointed to the can in his hand, "Can you give me back my Coke?"

"Ah, I'm sorry," the young man was bewildered, not as decisive as in the game at all, but rather cute, he returned the Coke to him, and asked by the way, "Why are you here?"

"You know me?" Ji Ningzhi was a little surprised.

It is reasonable to say that the e-sports circle and the idol market are not compatible, but because e-sports has gradually developed in the direction of commercialization in recent years, it has become more and more entertaining.

Others Ji Ningzhi was not so surprised, but LIN always gave people the impression of being cool, not like someone who was interested in these things.

"Of course, I watched your live broadcast, and I went to your live broadcast room to check the room," Lin paused, and then said slowly, "It's just that you didn't talk to me."

I don't blame LIN for turning over old accounts, it's just that the memory of that day is too deep.

That day, PUBG’s international server was shutting down for updates. He forgot about it, and he didn’t prepare any other live broadcast content. The live broadcast started, and I found Ji Ningzhi's live broadcast room without any hassle.

He usually doesn't pay much attention to this aspect, but this is the first time he has heard the name Ji Ningzhi.

Fans could only see LIN, wearing a mask, crossing his legs while doing hands. Fucking while concentrating on watching the young man who was practicing basic skills in the live broadcast, his fingers carelessly tapped on the table, and suddenly frantically swiped the dimensional wall in the barrage to break.

[My husband is watching my idol's live broadcast, what should I do, the sense of substitution is too strong, I have already started to feel nervous for my idol. 】

[Hahaha came from another live broadcast room, sorry, we are so stupid and fufu, we didn't even know that there was a master watching our live broadcast, Xiao Huafen first kowtowed for his ignorant child. 】

[So this is an idol?I love it, it turns out that there are such clean and beautiful boys in your circle! 】

[Thanks to Amway, sisters, I have already entered the pit, and suddenly I feel that idols should be like Zhizhi, glistening with a drop of sweat, why is it so beautiful. 】

[Little idols are made to fall! 】

Regardless of her own female fans clamoring to climb the wall, seeing the young man easily pressing a split on the wall of the practice room, Lin stroked his chin thoughtfully, for a long time, boasted inexplicably, "Good flexibility."

Just brushed a carnival.

[Life is not easy, Zhizhi is a performer, as long as the uncle is satisfied, welcome to come again next time. 】

【Hahahaha I'm going to die of laughter from your pollen, do you Lord know that you are such a sand sculpture? 】

【Zhizhi, don't split your arms anymore!Come and take a look at the barrage! 】

【This silly boy, I'm afraid he doesn't even know who gave him a gift, that's all, that's all. 】

Sure enough, as the fans said, by the time Ji Ningzhi returned to his phone, Lin had already gone back to play games. Watching the bullet screen saying something he didn't know what it meant, he smiled and briefly reported his recent itinerary. It's time to slip away.

So the two missed it so perfectly.

Ji Ningzhi is a person who spends a lot of time playing the live broadcast every day. Of course, he doesn't understand the game. He doesn't understand a lot of jargon in the barrage, so he can only pass the test every time.Hearing what he said, I suddenly felt guilty.

Lin stretched out a hand and shook him briefly, "Fang Zilin, you can also be called Lin."

Ji Ningzhi shook hands with him, and asked hesitantly, "You just said that you ran away from home..."

He has already imagined all kinds of scenes where rebellious teenagers in the second stage of middle school disagree with their parents and run away from home angrily after the quarrel is turned upside down.

Fang Zilin was very calm, "Oh, it's not a big problem. I had an argument with my dog, so I came out to calm down."

Ji Ningzhi, "..."

"It's a very unreasonable little Sa. It swallowed my graphics card. After Baidu made several dog meat practices, many people advised me not to be impulsive, so I came out."

When Fang Zilin said this, he was calm, but Ji Ningzhi somehow felt the murderous aura in him.

"That's really..." Ji Ningzhi thought for a while, "What a pity?"

Fang Zilin's expression is indeed very regretful, "My precious graphics card, swallowing the revenge of my wife, we can't share the sky."

"Smoking?" Fang Zilin asked him.

Ji Ningzhi shook his head, he went to the smoking area alone, Ji Ningzhi returned to the box alone, Jiang Menglin turned around and took the Coke from his hand, "Why did you come back so late?"

Ji Ningzhi sat next to him, thought for a while and asked, "Brother Jiang, are you a fan of Lin?"

"Is it?" The last few minutes of the solo match, Jiang Menglin stared at the computer and asked casually, "What's wrong?"

"I just ran into him outside."

Jiang Menglin, "..."

He raised his head slowly, and Ji Ningzhi nodded calmly at him, "It's really him. He said he had a fight with his dog, so he came to the Internet cafe to calm down."

Jiang Menglin, "LIN does have a Samoyed named Pangci."

"No, that's not the point," he stood up abruptly, sat down again, and said regretfully, "Forget it."

Ji Ningzhi thought that he couldn't help but meet his idol.

Jiang Menglin said, "It's the same as chasing stars. After getting to know each other, you may become disillusioned. I still prefer the LIN who holds awm and ak, and can't get emotional."

Ji Ningzhi has never had the feeling that Brother Jiang is right.

After drinking the Coke, the game came to an end, and the result became a foregone conclusion. Jiang Menglin lost interest. He patted the drowsy Ji Ningzhi, "Brother, let's go."

When the two of them came out of the box, Fang Zilin was no longer in the hall. He probably finished the game and went home to continue arguing with the dog.

Jiang Menglin didn't see anyone, and didn't feel sorry, so he invited Ji Ningzhi to eat ice cream along the way.

In his spare time at night, Ji Ningzhi sneaked into LIN's live broadcast room with a trumpet, only to find that he seemed to be living alone and raised a Samoyed. During the live broadcast, the most he said was "Fat time, get out of here."

The big pure white dog looks like a cute little angel when it smiles, and it can't see the fierceness when it swallows Fang Zilin's graphics card at all. Push away politely.

When he was live broadcasting, it was different from when he was talking to Ji Ningzhi. Ji Ningzhi had always thought that he was a straight man with a bit of a cold humor.

Only now did I realize that when he played games, he seldom interacted with bullet screens and fans. Most of the time he was silently searching for equipment, and never teamed up with others. He was either killing people or on the way to kill them throughout the game.

Occasionally a few simple explanations, but I am still afraid that the bullet screen will not understand his operation.

The fans squatting in the live broadcast room have long been used to talking about themselves, and some even gather together to play cards. At most, when they hear the gunshots, they are nervous for the anchor. Later, they found that nervousness is unnecessary, and the anchor can handle it by himself.

Lin, who had been wearing a mask all the time, lowered his eyelids focused and silent, with a bit of a cold taste. Ji Ningzhi suddenly remembered that they had been chatting like this during the day.

Ji Ningzhi hasn't seen what his face looks like under the mask yet, and to help netizens uncover this unsolved mystery, I'm afraid there will be no chance in the future, Ji Ningzhi thought.

LIN broadcast live for more than two hours. When the broadcast was about to be broadcast, he did not continue to play games as usual, but played a game of Doudizhu, playing cards and chatting with fans.

LIN said to the barrage, "Do you know who I ran into today? You will never guess."

The barrage guessed a lot of people, some of them were anchors in the same city who often played games with him, and some people asked him if he was squatting at home every day, why he suddenly went outside, and met someone else by chance.

With an appetite for barrage, he finally ended with a pair of king bombs. He said calmly, "It's someone you really want to meet by chance, but you will never meet by chance."

The barrage scrolled quickly, all of them passionately insulting the host.

Someone rubbed his hands and asked the anchor if he met a beautiful woman. Lin glanced at it, stroked his chin, recalled it seriously, and then nodded, "It's really pretty."

The barrage immediately booed.

Ji Ningzhi didn't know if the person he was talking about was himself.

Anyway, he thought it was amazing that he could meet Lin in an Internet cafe. Who would have thought that an anchor with tens of millions of fans would not have a marketing team behind him, and would run away from home in anger because of an argument with his dog?