E-sports god's black powder

The corridor is long, but not endless.

At the end of the corridor is a suspended staircase, and the other side of the connection seems to be a door?

"Is it okay for me to go straight up this staircase?"

——I was so scared that I stopped shaking my legs

——Don't be afraid of ducks, everyone, we are all here!

—Did you hear any sound?

——Do you still need to ask?You can see that there is a problem!

——Come on duck, hurry up and escort!

"Well, let's go and have a look." Just do what you say, Gu Qingyao is a decisive person.

As a result, he just held down the W key and took a step forward when suddenly a black shadow fell from the sky!

With an extremely shrill scream!

Even Gu Qingyao was taken aback, he pressed the S button with a whoosh and didn't dare to let go!

"Damn, this is a high-altitude parabola! It's too uncivilized!"

——If you are intimidated, just tell the truth

——It was the first time I heard Qing Yao swear, she seemed to be really frightened

——Bright moonlight in front of the bed, thousands of people are gone

Gu Qingyao hadn't put away his finger holding down the S button until this time. Fortunately, the game has a judgment, and he won't continue to back up if he keeps holding down the button.

Otherwise, he is not at the top of the wall now, but at the end of the wall.

"Since something fell down just now, can I pass this time?"

--You can try

——Li Sao can't beat you

Even though he said this, Gu Qingyao was much more cautious this time.Unable to stride forward, he touched the keyboard lightly with his fingertips, and the characters began to rub forward millimeter by millimeter.

Just when the toes were poked out, there was a very eerie cry of a female ghost from below the two buildings.

Gu Qingyao raised his ears, wondering, "Who is crying? Is it the thing that just fell?"

Fans are all posting "Patriotism, Dedication, Prosperity, Democracy" in an attempt to break the feudal superstition, so no one has time to reply to his messages.

——How long is my arm now, and how far away is the mobile phone

- Forget it, I'm squinting

—— Prosperity, democracy, patriotism, dedication, harmony and friendliness

Forget it, I didn't expect this group of cowardly and stubborn fans to answer him.

Gu Qingyao stood at the edge of the corridor, evasively frantically probing on the verge of death, and seemed to have no response several times?

It should be safe.

Gu Qingyao then boldly went out.

At this moment, a bloody ghost suddenly descended from the sky. She was crying, and her hands turned into sharp claws and grabbed Gu Qingyao.

"I found you~~~~~~~~~"

"No, no, no, you didn't find me!" Without a word, Gu Qingyao didn't even have time to turn around and frantically press the SSSSS key, so powerful that even the fans in the live broadcast room could hear it.

But at this moment, none of the fans had time to mock Gu Qingyao, and they were so nervous that they wanted to throw away their phones!

——Run, run, snap, snap

——It scared my aunt out of pain

——Barrage Body Barrage Barrage Body Barrage Barrage Body Barrage

——I don't want to read it. I'm going to bed. Good night.

As a result, they sprinted all the way, as if something was alarmed, more and more Ah Piao squeezed out from the wall!

Gu Qingyao used his excellent hand speed to go around when he was about to be entangled by A Piao!

The originally tense and exciting plot gradually faded from the horror color because of Gu Qingyao's flexible positioning.

——It’s so beautiful!

——This is going to break the skin!

——I'm so happy

—If only I had died a hundred times earlier!

——Wow ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I let you not use talisman papers, you will be surrounded and beaten

——Turn normal difficulty to hell difficulty, the first among Qing Yao's anchors!

—— Rune paper Rune paper, is it still useful to use rune paper now?

——Heavenly Spiritual Earth Spiritually

—— Second Counseling

The bullet screens were all in a protective state, densely packed, but they dared not let fans block the bullet screens, they were especially courageous.

Gu Qingyao's expression gradually became serious, his fingers were flying on the keyboard, so fast that he could almost see only an afterimage, and at the same time, the mouse was frantically pulling the angle of view.

At the beginning, he still had some doubts in his heart, why he chose the normal mode to follow the plot, but now this gameplay has simply broken through the limits of human beings!

There are all kinds of heavy panting sounds in my ears. If it is an ordinary human being, he would have taken off his earphones and given up listening to the sound.

After all, all kinds of sounds are mixed together, and it is completely impossible to judge the exact location of the ghost.

And now that they are all besieged by ghosts, where is the need to "listen"?

But Gu Qingyao was different, he could tell the difference in every sound!

Sometimes the angle of view is not changed in time, and the panting sound in the ear suddenly becomes more severe, and Gu Qingyao will dodge subconsciously.

When Gu Qingyao was concentrating on moving and dodging, a snail's gift special effect suddenly crawled slowly in his live broadcast room.

——Damn, I worship the boss!

——Sang?true or false?

——Click on the European spirit

——Thank you, Sang, for the snail shells that Qing Yao rewarded!

No wonder everyone who was afraid of the sudden change in painting style, it is really that snail shells are too expensive!

There are five kinds of gifts at snail.com. The lowest level is a human-powered bicycle, worth 10 yuan, and then there are power motorcycles, Need for Speed, New Year’s salutes, and finally a snail shell worth 10 yuan.

In addition, there is also a free gift that increases the intimacy of the anchor, the snail tentacles.

Sang, who just rewarded the gift, got a shiny medal [Big Monster]

[Sang] I rely on this to operate 666, brother can move!

——Look at your tone of voice, do you really think you are a professional player if you put on a Sang skin?

——Wait a minute, I'm going to wear Qi Ye's vest to reward one

——Seeing this familiar tone makes me angry, I have been in this live broadcast room for a year, and I have never called Qing Yao a big brother.

The person who came didn't beep beep blindly, and fell silent after sending a word.

But Gu Qingyao's position became more and more difficult, and more and more Ah Piao began to block his sight, until the end, there was not even the last gap to hide.

Countless Ah Piao swarmed up, and Gu Qingyao let out an "ahhh" and left the keyboard with both hands.

"The normal difficulty of this game is really difficult. I don't know how to play their hell difficulty."

——…

——…

- speechless

——How do I tell Qing Yao that he is playing on the difficulty of eighteen levels of hell?

Fortunately, Gu Qingyao didn't pursue this too much. Although the number of respawns in this game is unlimited, Gu Qingyao doesn't want to be dead with this game for the time being.

"Forget it, wait for me to check the strategy. With so many ghosts besieging me alone, there must be a way to escape."

Just now Gu Qingyao seemed to be too busy walking around to look around, but in fact, when he changed his perspective, he was also looking for a place to hide.

After closing the game, Gu Qingyao saw the rich man who had just tipped 10 RMB.

"Sang?" Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Qingyao clicked on Sang's profile, "It's a newly registered account, is Sang you?"

After snail.com rewarded the gift, his font was colored when he posted the barrage again.

【Sang】I rely on you, this is a live broadcast, save me some underwear!

【Sang】Do you want to make a match?

——This taste is indeed Sang

——If you have the ability to open a mic, if you don't have a mic, you won't admit that you are my coquettish god!

——Is Sangsangsangsang really mourning?

Since Sang is not the anchor of Snail.com, the two have no way to communicate with each other.

Gu Qingyao thought for a while, his online chat had always been logged into the computer version, so he simply opened the main panel of the online chat, found Sang and dialed directly by voice.

After a while, the other party answered.

——Damn it, what incredible person did I find in Qing Yao's friend list? !

—— Seventh Master?

——The most successful star chaser is Qing Yao.

Sang was still in the live broadcast room at this time, and after connecting, he hurriedly urged: "Qing Yao, come and check the ranking!"

"Your training is over?"

While the two were chatting, the news that IU team professional player Sang airborne into the snail net Qingyao's live broadcast room spread in the fan circle at a secret but fast speed.

The number of people online in the live broadcast room increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and more and more people in the live broadcast room began to post barrage.

——As expected, it was Sang, it was his voice!

——I want to watch Sang play

——A match with Sang, the anchor wins lying down, real name envy

——What kind of shit luck is this, why does Sang seem to know this anchor very well?

——Am I watching a professional game?

——Passerby: Forced to play training games

——Remember this Sang

Originally, the fans in the live broadcast room were quite Buddhist. After all, when the popularity of the live broadcast room increased, they would be honored.

The anchor I am a fan of is a technical anchor, and there is nothing more beautiful than this.

But gradually the wind direction is not right.

Why is the screen full of flashes?

Obviously this is our Qing Yao's live broadcast room!

——Fuck off!This is not your home Allah's place!

——Why is Sao Fan so annoying, swiping the screen as soon as he comes in

——Hey, if it wasn't for Sao Shen, who would pay attention to you little anchor.

"Ah, ah, don't quarrel, everyone!" Sang had been teasing Qing Yao to play another game together, but one of them didn't pay attention, and the fans of the two in the live broadcast room actually quarreled, "Look at me and Qing Yao Yao has such a good relationship, if you two quarreled, how embarrassing would it be for us?"

"Well, are you arguing?" Gu Qingyao also glanced at the barrage, but his style of persuasion was completely different from Sang's, "Did you win the quarrel?"

"Hey, Qing Yao..."

"It's okay, it's healthier to be noisy."

Fans from both parties heard the friendly exchange between Sang and Qing Yao, and the hostility in the live broadcast room gradually calmed down again.

——Sorry, we shouldn't be using Sang in the host's live broadcast room

——I hope Qing Yao's fans can understand, since the friendly match, Sao Shen hasn't shown up in public

——So we are so excited, we apologize to the anchor and you

Now that the other party is friendly, the fans who haven't played their usual scolding level are immediately embarrassed.

——No, we also like Sang very much

——Yes, Sang's big picture is really strong

The fans of the two parties became harmonious again, and the live broadcast environment made people feel comfortable.

In fact, sometimes the words of fans can be guided, and sometimes they only need a word from the people they follow.

However, in the general environment of the fan economy, some anchors dare not offend their fans and pamper them, causing fans to stir up trouble everywhere.

When fans get into trouble, they launch a fan to take the blame, and then people everywhere claim that fans should not pay for the behavior of idols.

Gu Qingyao glanced at the time, "I don't want to play matchmaking for now, you guys are about to compete, here's wishing you the championship in advance."

As he spoke, the screen went black, and Qing Yao downloaded the broadcast.

"Hey wait! What the hell?"

——Hahahaha what I was waiting for was the moment when Sang was in a daze

——But the relationship between the two is really good

——Is Qing Yao capable of playing in a professional game?

Sang shut his mouth, looking at the fans who were still chatting in the live broadcast room even though the host left, he felt a little complicated for a while.

In the future, why don't you let me come to Qing Yao's live broadcast room to exercise a strong heart?

The author has something to say: It seems that my copywriting is a bit poor?

How to write to attract people?So sad!