After wearing a passer-by armor, I became popular by live broadcast [Transmigration Book]

It's nothing more than these French players uttering bad words, Lu Shichen was already mentally prepared when he came.

Huaxia has not won a ranking or award in recent years, and other countries can't wait to step on it.

Lu Shichen was not annoyed, he saw Zhenzhang during the game, and immediately led his two teammates with no expression on his face, trying to pass the Frenchmen back to the room.

A hand suddenly stopped in front of him.

Lu Shichen raised his eyes, and the Frenchman who was the first to taunt them just now was standing in front of him with a smile, and said in jerky Chinese: "You, trash."

Lu Shichen's face suddenly turned cold.

The eyes of the two teammates almost breathed fire, one of them rolled up his sleeves and wanted to rush up, but was stopped by the other.

The French players looked at each other and laughed, making no secret of their contempt.

Lu Shichen stared coldly at the laughing people, the French players laughed a few times, and found that the Huaxia people on the opposite side didn't respond at all, and immediately suppressed their smiles in boredom.

These Huaxia people are really boring one by one, let's hope that their losses on the field will be ugly.

The French players shrugged their shoulders boredly, with regret on their faces, but they were not prepared to say anything else. They only hoped that they would trample Lu Shichen and his group under their feet and crush them hard on the field tomorrow.

Just when they turned around and wanted to go back to their room, the tall Chinese man behind him suddenly spoke a sentence in French, with a standard pronunciation and a low tone, implying disdain.

"Only people who worry about their own failure look for presence in others."

"No. 2."

"You—" the French players were angry. In recent years, their country has not been able to get No.1, and they can only grab the second place. Fighting for No. 1, now this Chinese man dares to call them the second child of ten thousand years? !

No, this Chinese can speak French?Then couldn't he understand what they just said?

Thinking of this, these French players felt even more contemptuous.They all said that about Chinese people, this person can still hold his breath, what is it if it's not food?

The French players were just about to say something, when they heard the tall Chinese who spoke French just now speak again, very arrogantly: "Don't worry, you won't even get No.2 this time."

The French players looked at each other, then burst into laughter.

"Did you hear that, this Huaxia man said he wanted to defeat us, hahahaha really overestimated himself."

"Does he know what he's talking about? Just him?"

This group of French players laughed at them wantonly for a moment, and before they left, they didn't forget to leave a sentence: "We are waiting for you to surpass, you little rookies in China."

When Lu Shichen and the others returned to the room, the two accompanying boys looked worried, and their voices were full of unconfidence.

"Brother Lu, can we really beat those French guys tomorrow? The two of us..."

"Have you read all the information I gave you before?"

Hearing Lu Shichen's question, the two of them froze for a few seconds, then replied hesitantly: "I've read it all, we both read it several times, and we've also pondered over the topics from previous years, but we still don't have anything to worry about." confidence……"

"Just read it." Lu Shichen took off his coat: "The topic won't deviate too far from the information, you pick the ones you know first, and I'll complete the rest of the procedures. Remember what I told you?"

"Remember, remember!" The two nodded again and again, instantly gaining confidence.

Early the next morning, when Lu Shichen woke up, he found that one of his teammates was watching the previous year's game video, and the other was studying the questions. He rubbed his forehead and got out of bed.

After breakfast, Lu Shichen turned on the computer he carried with him.

At this time in China, it was after two o'clock in the afternoon, and Cheng Rin was supposed to be in class, so Lu Shichen opened the live broadcast of catching fish, and clicked into a live broadcast room at random.

The familiar voice came to his ears, Lu Shichen raised his eyelids, and when he saw the live broadcaster clearly, he frowned unconsciously.

What does this anchor seem to be called... Xiqiuqiu?

There were very few people in Xiqiuqiu's live broadcast room, and there were a few messages on the public screen, some scolding him and some comforting him, while Xiqiuqiu himself was talking about something while playing games.

"What happened last time was indeed unkind to me, but you said that you will definitely win this kind of person, and you come to compete with us small anchors for food even though your background is so big, you simply don't leave a way for us low-level anchors to survive. Moreover, I really don't understand what you guys think, it's because the bettor must have a strong background to win, so I can be sure that he came through the back door."

The more Xi Qiuqiu talked, the more he was filled with righteous indignation. His hand slipped, and the hero he manipulated rushed into the crowd, and died before he could use his skills. He simply put down his phone and continued: "His family is so rich, what are you doing?" Want to share our share of the pie? Still caring about little people like me? It’s all forced by life, so can’t he be considerate of the hard work of the people at the bottom?”

Someone down there taunted him.

[Xiao Ming loves to sleep: To put it bluntly, you are jealous of people who have money, and you choose the road yourself. Can you put a sniper in the back and not allow people to fight back? 】

[Climb for the master:? ?People don't have the time to retaliate against such a small person like you, they just tell the truth of the matter. 】

[Wake up: The anchor is right, the next player will definitely win, the family is so rich, why don't you even let a small anchor go?Is it too narrow-minded? Do NC fans want to blow it so outrageously? 】

[Little Green Tea: Does the one in front not understand human speech or recognize Chinese characters?It's been said that people don't have time to target you people, okay?I feel too good about myself, I suggest you be a little self-aware, dear. 】

Lu Shichen frowned, and his subordinates kept typing the code.

Within a few minutes, the netizens staying in Xiqiuqiu's live broadcast room were inexplicably logged out. They wanted to click in again, but the system prompted that the live broadcast room did not exist.

After refreshing several times, netizens found that they still couldn't get in, so they had to give up.

And Xiqiuqiu himself, was spitting and criticizing Cheng Rin in his live broadcast room, when the computer screen suddenly went black.

Xi Qiuqiu kept clicking the mouse, trying to shut down and restart the computer, but found that the computer screen was still not on. He dropped the computer cursingly, picked up the phone and planned to edit a Weibo and send it out, but the background of the Weibo could not be logged in, prompting The user does not exist, so Xiqiuqiu searched his Weibo name suspiciously, but no matter how many times he searched and how many keywords he changed, he couldn't find himself.

He liked the name Qiuqiu and disappeared on Weibo.

Xi Qiuqiu panicked, he quickly put on his shoes, ran into a small Internet cafe on the side of the street, dropped five yuan and turned on a computer.

Double-click Catch Fish Live and click the account password to log in.

Login failed.

Xi Qiuqiu logged in several times without giving up, but still failed to log in. He returned to the lobby and entered his name.

this user does not exist.

Xi Qiuqiu immediately slumped on the chair like a deflated ball, his eyes were empty, and he stared blankly at the computer screen.

He didn't have a job, and lived on the income from live streaming. Now that his account suddenly disappeared, the first thing he thought of was: How should he live?

Do it all over again?How can it be?It took him so long to accumulate hundreds of thousands of fans, how long will it take to start earning again now?

Looking for a job?It has been five or six years since he graduated from a junior college, and he has forgotten all knowledge. Not to mention big companies, no one wants him in small studios.

Xi Qiuqiu returned to the rental house with heavy steps.

Two days later, the landlord opened the door of the rental house cursingly, and the sour smell that came to the face made the landlord want to retch: "What are you doing? Are you still paying the rent? If you don't pay, I will move out tonight!" "

"Can you give me a few more days..."

The landlord yelled: "Grace? You have been procrastinating for a week this month, how long do you want me to forgive? No money? Move out for me today, make my house like this, and don't even want to get the deposit!"

In the end, under Xi Qiuqiu's hard work, the landlord still gave him 100 yuan to buy a ticket to go home. As for whether the money is enough, it is not the landlord's concern. Xiqiuqiu took 100 yuan and cleaned up. He took care of his own things and went back to his hometown in despair.

As for all the netizens surfing the Internet, they didn't notice that there was one person missing from their watch list.

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