The First Assassin[Esports]

The Free Anchor Competition is an offline knockout competition jointly organized by the five major live broadcast platforms. This year is the second competition.

Each live broadcast platform has four teams with five members in each team. The anchors on the same platform can form a team or bring friends, as long as three of the teams are anchors.The competition was held privately by the live broadcast platform, and the gimmick was on the "competition for beauty" of the leading anchors of each platform. There were no hard requirements for the anchor's skills. Therefore, apart from the fans of the anchors, not many Free players paid attention.

Looking at Luo Tingzhou's and Wang Heng's confused eyes, one could tell that they had never even heard of this Lao Shizi's anchor contest.

Fu Xunshu paused: "I didn't want to participate, but Uncle Zhou, the boss of Jiuya, came to me and said he hoped that I would go too, at least to earn some traffic for the platform. The industry has been oversaturated in recent years, and no one thinks too much traffic... ..."

"Wait, wait!" Wang Heng couldn't help but interrupted when he heard this, "Why does Jiuya's boss come to you in person for a small anchor competition?"

"Because Jiuya Live has 40.00% of my shares, and I am the largest shareholder behind Jiuya. Of course, the boss must personally inform these things."

Due to the menacing wave of the Internet, many industries have set sail on the waves. As one of the hottest industries, the live broadcast industry has demonstrated the huge benefits that this industry can bring early.

Fu Xunshu has a unique vision and started investing as early as the early stage.

Jiuya is just one of the many live broadcast platforms, but among the live broadcast platforms that have sprung up like mushrooms after rain, only this one has survived to the end, developed and expanded, and its scale is far from what it used to be.

However, half a year's profit is enough to make up for the shortfall and loss of the previous investment.

Even if he left Fu's family three years ago and was cut off from his source of income, the savings of these few years alone would be enough for him to rest easy in his next life.

Wang Heng: "..."

The boy who had only just grown up in front of him talked about things completely out of his age with his usual steady and quiet voice.Wang Heng felt a sense of absurdity in his heart, but he had to admit that Fu Xunshu had a convincing courage.

After thinking about it for two seconds, he didn't find it strange at all.

"Okay, Xiao Fu, you can continue."

"After three days of competition, the last ones left are the teams I am in and I am in."

The final was at night. Fu Xunshu had a short rest, and before he had time to eat dinner, he went into the competition again.

During the game, he found that the four teammates other than him made all kinds of appalling mistakes, some jumped directly from the third floor of the ancient Roman Colosseum and fell to their deaths, and some lost their positions during team battles The last thing about enemy damage is the network card, and the skill is forgotten to be dragged to the skill bar.

If it wasn't for his teammates sitting beside him the whole time, Fu Xunshu even thought that his teammates who cooperated well with him two days ago had been replaced.

After losing the first round, Fu Xunshu was still able to calm down.

"It's okay, the game is BO5," he said, "We still have a chance."

Teammates responded one after another:

"exactly."

"Good good."

"We all listen to Brother Fu."

Then the second game was like a replica of the first game, but this time the teammates learned to be smart, and beat their chests after they died: "I'm sorry for the organization, I'm sorry for Brother Fu's trust in me, I'm sorry for my teammates, but I'm just too tired, I didn't take a good rest after playing the last round, and my fingers were cramped when I played just now, Brother Fu, it's really not that I didn't work hard, I was really too..."

Fu Xunshu blocked his mouth with the phrase "dead people don't talk", but he was powerless against the gradually losing power.

In the third round, if it wasn't for the mechanism that Free had a chance to be punished for hanging up, Fu Xunshu felt that his teammates didn't want to move at all.

competition is over.

3: 0.

This is the first time that Fu Xunshu has had his head shaved three to zero.

Without saying a word, he followed his teammates who were clearly relaxed back to the lounge. On the way, he went to the bathroom to wash his face soberly, suppressing his manic mood, with drops of water on his chin, and walked back like that.

At the door, he heard the noise of his teammates.

"The 20 that Chen Feng gave to one person is much more than the 20 in the bonus pool. The [-] and five people are divided into [-] each, which is like sending someone away. In the first year, there are still many people who come to sign up. Knowing that this year's championship prize money is still so little, no wonder no brothers and sisters on those platforms come."

"What are you talking about Dust Wind Map? Spending so much money just to win a game?"

"Hey, what do you know, those mid-stream anchors who are working hard to get better publicity resources, better recommendation positions, buy navy troops, spend money to win games, imitate popular anchors, and fight every day. What matters is not the little money, but the fame. As long as you are famous, the money will come naturally. We don’t have that insight, we can only see the little money and fortune.”

The man's voice fell, and the room burst into laughter.

After the laughter, another person said: "Speaking of which, Fu Xunshu will be back soon, right?"

"Why are you mentioning him? It's a disappointment."

"That's right, he relied on his status as the first brother in Jiuya to give us good looks, didn't he?"

"..."

Fu Xunshu leaned against the door, looking over the window at the heavy and dense night.

The recording pause button was pressed until the voice inside could no longer be heard.

That night, a recording of the fee-based anti-counterfeiting match was sent to the league's official online complaint mailbox.

Although the host competition is held privately on the platform, it is still reported to the Free official, and any behavior of the contestants in the competition is restricted by the rules of the league.

The alliance froze five accounts the next day.

"Five?" Luo Tingzhou raised his eyebrows.

Fu Xunshu nodded, "I have to bear joint and several responsibilities. This matter ended with freezing the account for official evidence collection by the league. For those who cracked down on match-fixing, their accounts will be closed and they will be permanently banned from the game."

Wang Heng was stunned when he heard this: "Aren't you just reporting yourself?"

"That's understandable."

"You don't have to take on this matter," Wang Heng didn't know what to say about him, criticize, the young man did nothing wrong, praise, the black hot search on the Internet hasn't been withdrawn yet, so he just let out a sigh , "Oh, Xiao Fu, you really..."

"I hope Brother Wang can understand that even if I didn't report it and my account wasn't frozen, today's incident would still happen," Fu Xunshu interrupted Wang Heng's sorrow, "Even if there is no such thing as an anchor contest, she will find out other things to discredit me."

"Him?" Luo Tingzhou's gaze changed, "Do you know who is behind the scenes?"

"It's my mother."

The answer Fu Xunshu gave was beyond everyone's expectations.

Wang Heng didn't react all of a sudden, and he said in surprise: "No way, even if your family doesn't support you in e-sports, they wouldn't use such a vicious trick. It's going to destroy you. Whose mother would do that?" Doing this to your own son!?"

When Luo Tingzhou heard the word "Mom", he wrung his hands tightly together, so hard that the veins on the back of his hands bulged, and when he heard that the knife was scraped over, his expression was a bit ferocious, Wang Heng's heart was broken, and he stepped on thunder.

Sure enough, in the next second, Luo Tingzhou sneered and said: "I admire great mothers, but there are always people who can't get along with 'great', right?"

The captain looked very strange, his eyes were red, and he looked ruthless, but Fu Xunshu always felt that the other party was about to cry in the next second, and the softest part of his heart was shocked once, twice, three times... until he reacted Coming over, Luo Tingzhou's hands were already held in his palms.

He gently separated the ten entangled fingers, looked down at the nail prints on the back of Luo Tingzhou's hand, and suddenly sighed: "The most expensive hand in the alliance, if the captain doesn't want it, can you give it to me?"

Luo Tingzhou looked up, and the eyes of the two met and collided in mid-air, and the atmosphere suddenly became sticky and weird. Even Wang Heng, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help but suspect that something unspeakable happened between the two. matter.

About five or six seconds later, Luo Tingzhou curled up his fingers, then quickly withdrew his hand, and put it back into his pocket as if covering up the evidence, his fair face was flushed with shame or annoyance.

"Get out! How can I play the game if I give it to you?" He said viciously, like a little beast that has been preyed upon.

But with the addition of cat ears and cat tails, the picture suddenly becomes different.

After teasing the cat, Fu Xunshu's mood turned from gloomy to sunny, with a smile on his mouth, he answered Wang Heng's previous question: "Maybe in my mother's eyes, playing e-sports is not a serious way, so it doesn't matter if you destroy it, and then reshape it." 'Enough."

"Why is this okay!?" Wang Heng was startled, "This is a person's life!"

"In her view, this is just a very short journey in life, and it is still a fork in the road." Fu Xunshu understands his mother's thinking very well.

The image of a goddess in Wang Heng's mind suddenly collapsed, and he couldn't accept it for a while. Fortunately, as a mature team manager, Wang Heng quickly regained his senses, "Leave that aside for now, since we know that Xiao Fu didn't play fake games, things will be easy to deal with. If there are too many, leave it to me, and I will deal with it in two hours."

After finishing speaking, Manager Wang left in a hurry.

Only Fu Xunshu and Luo Tingzhou were left in the room.

Fu Xunshu stretched out his long legs, stretched his body, and "inadvertently" touched Luo Tingzhou's toes.

brush--

Run faster than a rabbit.

Luo Tingzhou stood up, feeling a little cramped, and breathing faster, "Then what, since I'm fine, I'll go back first."

"Captain." When Luo Tingzhou was about to touch the doorknob, Fu Xunshu stopped him.

"Is there anything else?" Luo Tingzhou tried his best to keep calm, turned around, and saw the boy leaning back on the bed with his hands on his back, without blinking his eyes.

It was a looking up.

So passionate, so bleak.

"Captain, I have something to do."

Luo Tingzhou glanced at the doorknob that was close at hand, and then at Fu Xunshu, who had an indistinct expression.

In the end, soft-heartedness prevailed.

He pulled a chair and sat down beside the bed, "What's wrong?"

Fu Xunshu didn't look at him this time, but stared at the ceiling with his eyes empty, "I always feel that things are not over yet."

"Don't worry, Brother Wang will take care of it."

Fu Xunshu frowned, "According to what I know about her, she doesn't fight uncertain battles, and she never does useless things. Captain, tell me why the person who exposed my 'fake match' was neither Chenfeng Live nor Four teammates, but the NBCS live broadcast is empty?"

Hearing this, Luo Tingzhou had a bad premonition in his heart.

The author has something to say: I saw a little cutie asking if there is a fixed update time.

The answer is no.

I am used to starting to code at around 09 o'clock after dinner. Affected by various factors such as mood, feel, inspiration, etc., it may be 30 o'clock sooner, or 10:30 or [-]:[-]. Anyway, there is no need to wait after zero o'clock.

As for the update frequency, if there is no accident, it is generally updated daily or every other day, or double updated every day (this kind of situation is rare, you don’t need to look forward to it, if you get to the second update, it means I have a destiny with you)

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I know that a fixed update frequency and time will reassure readers who follow the series and bring a better reading experience, but countless previous experiences have proved that I really can't do this, so I won't post this A flag that has no practical effect.

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