E-sports god's black powder

After all, it was the medical soldier of the IU team. He didn't expect that it was his own mistake, but it was the captain who was scolded!

He flipped through the forum and saw the fans spraying indiscriminately, his eyes turned red with anger.

Just when he was about to look at it again, a pair of slightly dry warm palms covered his head, rubbed it vigorously, and directly rubbed his hair into a chicken nest.

"Don't read it, first practice what the coach said today, and improve next time."

With tears in his eyes, he is the youngest member of the team and usually has a distasteful personality, so seeing him like this makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

"No, I want to look again," Liao rubbed his eyes, "I want to make myself remember this, next time I get the captain involved, I'm nothing!"

Habitat saw the appearance of rivalry with himself, reached out and turned off his monitor directly.

As soon as the screen went black, he froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at his captain, his nose sore and he began to cry.

"Okay, everyone is in a bad state." JLY, the machine gunner in the team, squinted his sleepy eyes, "Captain, I'll accompany you to sleep."

Before Habitat agreed, observer Sang cursed with a smile, "I think you want to sleep by yourself."

Seeing that everyone's mood has eased, Habitat sat back in his seat, and the computer displayed the background of the game forum.

This is also one of his ways of relieving stress. He is the captain of the team. If he loses a game, anyone can break down emotionally, but he cannot.

Rubbing his wrists with his hands, he clicked on the top post on the forum.

QingY?

At this time, this post has turned over more than ten pages, and Habitat directly turned to the end, and found that this post has now become a live post.

It seems that they really have a fight.

In the middle of the night, all the young people are energetic.

For the reason that he can't sleep now, Habitat took a look at the passers-by.

As soon as he entered, he heard a lazy voice, and what he said was so special that people wanted to hit him.

"Come on, you keyboard warriors are good at making do, don't always give a fart warning if you have the ability! You played 5 rounds, did you win a round?"

In the RHT game, after opening the PK room, there is a spectator mode, and Habitat glanced at the upper right corner of the screen——

Yo, the number of onlookers has reached 5!

QingY on the stage was extremely arrogant, a small vanguard wearing the game's initial suit, pulling two to five to eighty thousand.

In one of the warehouses on the warehouse map, the little vanguard walked from left to right and then from right to left under the watchful eyes of everyone. The diagonal line made him walk straight.

The PK audience was really angry, but Habitat didn't know how they fought before. What he saw was that no one went up to die.

QingY seemed to be extremely bored, he showed off a maneuver on stage, and he used a dagger like a tiger.

Habitat is also a regular player, and his eyes lit up after seeing QingY's operation.

He already planned to watch the recording of the PK room after these people PK finished. If it was good, he could ask the team manager to contact them to see if they could be signed.

Now that games are becoming more and more popular, there are many passersby who play games without systematic training, but they are still comparable to professional players.

"Since no one comes up, then I will assume that you are all younger brothers!" QingY said arrogantly, but the tone always made people feel a little lazy, "So, is Habitat powerful?"

The genuine Habitat acts as a crowd of onlookers:  …

Unexpectedly, this QingY is actually his fanboy.

——I can't stand it anymore, I really want to kill him! (quiet beep)

——Hurry up and get someone, now that I don't pay attention to Habitat, I just want someone to go up and beat them down!

--proceed if you can

——Ah, ah, my God!Awesome!I want to be your fan!

——Is it just me who discovered that this QingY's operation is very similar to MA God?

——There are rumors in the rivers and lakes that MA God has sold his account and retired?It's impossible to open small fried fish again, right?

——Hehe, tears flowed down my eyes after seeing the truth, brothers who know what I’m talking about, please type +1 on the screen

——+1

Adding one below, successfully attracted everyone's attention.

——What kind of code is this?

——No, it's not a secret code, it's just that a hostile anchor clearly said to off-broadcast, and then went to the forum to have fun.

——Sa Huan just Sa Huan, and logged in with his live broadcast account.

—Do you really think we are blind?

--What's wrong?What happened?Why are everyone's comments suddenly weird?

——QingY's technology is just like that, but it's just a fan of Habitat!

——Damn, the one above, if you say that, I don't agree, even if Qing Yao is scolded by us as Chengxiang, she is still her own child outside, and we must protect her!

——Hehe, I laughed at the innocence above, so is Qing Yao's technique like that?Are you blind or lame?

——Forgive these ignorant people, they only know about Qingyao, do you know Qingyao's original account?

——Qing Yao is this QingY on stage right now?

Qing Yao's fans originally thought that Qing Yao would go to bed after the broadcast, but they were worried for a long time in vain.

How did they know that after the broadcast, the weak, pitiful and helpless anchor in their eyes actually came here to be a demon? ! !

Originally, he came here in a huff, intending to deny Qing Yao's mother who scolded her, but when he saw that some LOWs were mocking Qing Yao?

How can that be!

In just 40 seconds, since the first fan of Qing Yao appeared in the live broadcast room, the number of onlookers has rapidly increased to more than 200 million.

Fortunately, RHT's server is good, otherwise it would have been overwhelmed by so many people crowded in one room!

Of course, Gu Qingyao also saw the increase in the number of people. He glanced at the comments in the room and knew that the army of locusts from his live broadcast room should have arrived.

This mighty, old conspicuous.

Fans who can often watch his live broadcast are basically night owls.

After working on it for a long time, I wanted to sneak around to catch a fish, but in the end, it was the same as my live broadcast at work.

It hurts.

So Gu Qingyao began to fan the fans online.

"Why are you here?" The dissatisfied tone, tsk tsk, had disgust written all over his face!

——You are allowed to live broadcast behind our backs, and we are not allowed to turn on the computer to watch secretly?

——Double standard dog!

——Look, what would it be like to be bullied without us!

——Don’t embarrass us in the live broadcast room!

——If you have the ability to live broadcast secretly, why don't you go to the sky?

"Heh, a bunch of handicapped people," Gu Qingyao said contemptuously. In his dictionary, there is no such word as showing mercy, "Thousands of miles can come here, don't they just fall under my charming suit pants? "

——Are you suit pants?Qing Yao takes a look at your figure, the skirt is not enough to fit one of your legs!

——Who is skilled in the room?Hurry up and kill Qing Yao!

——Too narcissistic, obviously we came to watch you get scolded!

The other onlookers, including Habitat, looked at the streamer and fans with a strange brain circuit above, and they were all fooled by this mudslide style that is different from ordinary people.