The male god lives on the phone

Calculated proportionally, the income from regular customers accounts for 40.00% to [-]%.In fact, it's okay if they don't ask him to call, Yin Ming can take orders from other station anchors.

The point is, Yin Ming won't have a hard time leading a god-level team, but leading other people is different.

If there is one less person in the full team, the cooperation will be much worse.

E-sports qualifications and e-sports qualifications play, wherever they go, they can kill the Quartet, otherwise they can only hang up and become Voldemort.

Yin Ming sighed, and arranged the list of other anchors until the afternoon to play double row.

The effect of newcomers' programs is often in the middle and late stages. At the beginning, Yin Ming never took them to fight in places with many people, lest they fall into a box.

But for some reason, the new anchors who came to ask him out liked Mang very much, and Yin Mingla couldn't hold them back to death.

On the first and second days, I managed to eat three handfuls of chicken, and on the third day, I couldn't hold on anymore. Except for the first little anchor who was still obedient, the second and third teams playing behind were all messed up and couldn't fight at all.

Yin Ming took off the earphones, and he slammed the table hard.

"If you still want to play PUBG with me in the future, don't call YSL-416 together. I can't take him, this person doesn't follow orders at all." Yin Ming sent a voice message to the anchor who just asked him to play with him.

He sat on his seat, put his hand on his forehead, and let out a long sigh.

After a while, the other party replied with a voice message.Yin Ming opened it casually, and instantly heard two sneers.

He hurriedly took the phone away, but the person inside did not miss anything.

"416 is my friend who has been fighting with me for more than a year. It is impossible for me to abandon him and play Jedi. Yin Ming, you can't take us to eat chicken, so just say, I don't think I am suitable for your style of play. My money is still I will pay you, goodbye."

The contract was not signed, but the tone was not small.

However, Yin Ming has no position to say anything about him.Probably bad luck, just take a few more orders.

However, the situation is not as he thought.

On the fourth day, he only received one order for an hour.The rookie anchor who had booked to play with him for half a month before also suddenly canceled the plan, said a lot of sorry in one breath, and ignored him again.

The business was deserted, and the fight was still going on. Yin Ming went online to recruit a newcomer, and chatted with him politely for a while.

The newcomer is very shy and reluctant to talk too much.Seeing that he was unwilling to chat anymore, Yin Ming directly dragged him into the game.

This newcomer was the very obedient one before, and he was very good at talking about everything, but he was very silent tonight. Before an hour came after eating a chicken, Yin Ming fired a second gun and continued to fight with him.

When there were only forty people left, Yin Ming heard footsteps behind the house, and told the newcomers that he went around to the back to outflank, but a series of very rhythmic "da da, da da da, da da da, Da da da da da".

Huh?

Isn't this a nickname among the big anchors who play PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds at Star Station?

He hesitated for a moment.Could it be that Ludian and his gang finished the video?

However, it is also possible that other water friends who watched several anchors playing games may recognize him on the other side.

Yin Ming retracted the gun and touched it.The man didn't move, he just stood where he was and continued to type a series of codes.

He also heard footsteps, and jumped in place, revealing his head.

Oh, this person might be Yin Ming's own fan.

He smiled and said, "Brother, don't you come out and make a move..."

The man suddenly took aim and sent him a shuttle, and Yin Ming died suddenly on the spot, turning into a wooden box.

"Eh...? Why did you die?" The newcomer screamed, he rushed over to shoot the man a few times, and soon died beside Yin Ming.

A layer of haze appeared on Yin Ming's handsome and tough face.

His eyebrows were raised, like two slanted sharp knives, shining coldly.

He entered the game replay, and a few English words appeared brightly.

"Zhuan ShaYM".

"Designed to kill wise men".

These words are like a lump of mud, it couldn't be more disgusting.

Yin Ming clicked report, quit, and apologized to the person he just played games with.He didn't expect to meet a black fan tonight, and he didn't expect to pretend to be a water friend to lure him to beat him directly.

The rookie anchor sighed after hearing him finish speaking, told the studio to go to the bathroom, and then turned off the external microphone.

He said: "I don't know if I should remind you... Those of us anchors who have fought with you have recently received a reminder that if we continue to fight with you, we will be targeted..."

what.

Yin Ming frowned.

Is Yin Qi making a move?

"We don't want to be chased and beaten by a bunch of people," the little anchor was still saying, "I'll find other friends to play with during this time, Ying Ming, you have to work hard."

Yin Ming remained silent, and clicked the end of the call.

come on?

How do you want him to cheer?

Go to the star station headquarters to report your younger brother?

Call the anchors and beg them to continue playing games with me?

Human flesh out the guys who targeted him, and come to ask for an explanation?

Either one will end up in a very ugly and messy end.

Yin Ming leaned on his gaming chair, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.The peach demon on the phone clearly sensed his emotional anxiety. He sat by the window and didn't speak immediately.

"Yin Ming." The peach demon in the small window called him.

"Don't sing to me, I don't want to listen to it for now. My head hurts a bit." Yin Ming rubbed his temples and said.

"I'm not going to sing to you." Tao Yao's voice was calm and calm, he sat by the small window, he changed to the softest voice, and said quietly, "I want to tell you a story , would you like to listen?"

"Do you want to comfort me with stories?" Yin Ming smiled, "I'm not a child, so I'm not that easy to coax."

"No... I don't want to comfort you with a story, I just want to tell you the story of my friend." Tao Yao's slender eyelashes flicker, her brows are full of sincerity and nostalgia, "He has inspired me for many years."

Yin Ming's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.

He turned sideways, leaned on the chair and said, "Speak."

Tao Yao blinked her big watery eyes twice, hurriedly took out the small board, sorted out the story line on it, then nodded and spoke.

Tao Yao was as timid in high school as he is now, but he is more afraid of getting into trouble.Occasionally, he rescued a boy from the same school who was besieged by bastards.

"He gets troubled almost every day. I thought he would leave soon, but he did something unexpected..."

Tao Yao smiled and shook his head: "He recorded all the scenes of those bad boys bullying others, and put them on the screen when the whole school watched the movie. That day, the superiors came to inspect and saw the pictures."

Yin Ming: "Then he is very courageous."

Tao Yao said: "I once thought that he might choose to lose both sides, or find a teacher, and transfer to another school. I didn't expect him to know how to endure and lurk and find a good time. He is really amazing. I remember it until I graduated from university. He did this."

The corner of Yin Ming's mouth curved slightly.He propped his forehead quietly, looking at the small figure on the phone interface.He is actually using his past deeds to inspire him now.

Tao Yao couldn't hear the answer from outside, so she pursed her lips and thought, "You play shooting games, so maybe you don't think it's a big deal... I've been remembering it until now."

"What do you think of him?" Yin Ming asked.

"Eh? What..."

"Besides being brave, what do you think of him? Do you like him?" Yin Ming continued to ask.

Tao Yao's eyes narrowed, he seemed to understand what Yin Ming was doing.

He knew that the other party was teasing him, but his face still blushed.

"Although he barely spoke, he would smile when he saw me. He is tall and handsome. I... like him quite a lot. He is very nice."

After speaking, the voice was as loud as a mosquito, Tao Yao lowered her head and twisted her clothes.

The head of the person outside kept leaning and leaning with his volume, and Yin Ming almost threw himself on the phone.

"Understood." Yin Ming whistled and opened the game interface.

Isn't it just a bunch of bastards who are good at playing games? Yin Ming alone is a small team.

"War God Yin Ming" - he became famous by relying on solo row for three consecutive days with 29 kills and one dozen. His strength is still in his body, waiting to explode.

If someone provokes, he can be killed directly.