One punch and one scum attack [Quick Transmigration]

This is the No. 11 time that Chang Xun passed behind Luo Chengyun under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

Either say to get a glass of water, or go to the door to see if the takeaway he ordered has arrived. He always consciously stays behind Luo Chengyun, looking around.

"If you're not healthy, tell me earlier,? Let the captain give you leave to go to the hospital tomorrow." Luo Chengyun revealed his obviously clumsy lie.

Chang Xun: "Fart, your brother Chang is mighty and strong, don't be in good health."

The frequent spying was just to satisfy Chang Xun's curiosity. He finally couldn't help but ask, "Well, when will you live broadcast?"

I don't know who spread the live broadcast of Luo Chengyun's face. It has already become news. Many people in the live broadcast room are often asking:

[Is it tonight? ]

[Why isn't Zeshen coming yet? ]

[Give you a rocket,? Turn the camera over. ]

"Can't you take a look at me, who is handsome and unrestrained?" Chang Xun took off his earphones.

[I'm tired of watching you. ]

[We want to see Ze Shen. ]

[Or is it brother?See Zeshen in the base every day and won't let us see? ]

To be honest, Chang Xun also looks forward to when Luo Chengyun will start broadcasting, so that he doesn’t have to be rushed by the bullet screen in his live broadcast room. The water friends in Chang Xun’s live broadcast room can hear Luo Chengyun’s voice, but they can’t see Luo Chengyun’s People,? They are also in a hurry.

Luo Chengyun struggled with the camera for ten minutes here.

Alone and silent research, this is what he dug out from the warehouse of the base,? I don’t know who bought the equipment as a gift, it has been useless for many years,? Stayed in the warehouse underneath to eat ashes,? It happened that the platform asked him to show his face,? Luo Chengyun easily rescued it from the dark basement.

After plugging in the camera according to the instructions, Luo Chengyun glanced at the time and answered Chang Xun's question: "In half an hour, wait for Jian Heng."

"Are you so bold now that you don't even call the captain?" Chang Xun gloated a little.

Luo Chengyun looked at him like a fool: "He won't let you shout."

Chang Xun didn't understand, but judging from Luo Chengyun's expression, it was obviously not something he could know.

Jian Heng was not at the base in the afternoon because of something. The live broadcast platform made an appointment to start the event at [-]:[-] pm. Luo Chengyun prepared the equipment in advance and waited for Jian Heng to come back.

Ten minutes before the appointed time, Jian Heng carried several bags of things in his hand and put them on the coffee table in the living room. Before he even had time to change his clothes, he rushed to the training room. Luo Chengyun mentioned that he turned on the computer for him.

Six fifty-three.

The seconds jumped to sixty, and at seven o'clock sharp, the two live broadcast rooms started broadcasting at the same time, and the fans who stayed in advance were preparing to turn on the mic if they were a second late, but they didn't expect the two to be so accurate.

Just right, not more than one second, not less than one second.

[Ah, ah, here, here. ]

[The broadcast has started and the broadcast has started. ]

[Thank goodness it's finally time for Ze God to show his face. ]

[Dididi! ]

The major live broadcast notification groups responded one after another, and the administrator notified the news of the start of the broadcast and informed all members of Aite.

Coupled with the traffic of the homepage recommendation site after the broadcast, the number of people has risen sharply.

Soon, their happiness did not last long.

[? ? ?What about Zeshen? ]

[What about showing your face?where is the guy?Where is the face? ]

[Why is the lower right corner black!Why? ]

Luo Chengyun found an embarrassing thing. The camera he managed to dig out was broken because it had been left in the warehouse for too long.

No wonder he didn't feel right no matter how he inserted it.

After the question was answered, Jian Heng glanced at his computer screen and suggested, "Do you want mine?"

[no!Can't!We also want to see Jane God! ]

[Unless you live in his arms. ]

[That's a good suggestion. ]

"Isn't this a commotion?" Luo Chengyun scolded with a smile, and discussed with them, "Why don't we forget about it this time and open it next time?"

[? ? ? ]

[I want to report that there is an anchor fan. ]

[Think beautifully. ]

Luo Chengyun: "Then what should we do?"

Jian Heng has already turned the angle of the camera around, but because they are too far apart, the screen can barely frame the profile faces of the two of them at most, and the camera with poor pixels can't see clearly when it is far away.

Just when they were in a dead end, Chang Xun took the initiative to pull out his camera and threw it in front of his desk: "Use this." Luo Chengyun was also surprised by his sudden courtship, and asked him, "What about you?"

"Me? I'm downloading it." Chang Xun happily replied.

Luo Chengyun and Jian Heng accounted for most of PUBG's traffic, and Chang Xun was one of the contributors. He ended the live broadcast early and called on his fans to watch them, and he played other games with Jing Liqun later.

Luo Chengyun is forced to go to work here, but Chang Xun can not do his job properly, so naturally he doesn't need a camera.

"Thanks."

Seeing that Luo Chengyun didn't understand this, Jian Heng stretched out his hand and said, "I'll help you."

In less than half a minute, the black frame in the lower right corner of Luo Chengyun's live broadcast room came back to light, and Jian Heng's profile, which was so close, was magnified countless times and appeared on the screen, a burst of beautification.

[Ah, ah, Jane! ]

[Jane's skin is so good. ]

[Ah, no, too close, I'm dead I'm dead. ]

Because Jian Heng came close, it was inevitable that he would have physical contact with Luo Chengyun. When he turned around, he found Luo Chengyun's face in front of him. Jian Heng pursed his lips subconsciously: "Okay."

When Luo Chengyun actually appeared in the camera, Chang Xun's show bag used a high-definition camera with its own dermabrasion filter. Before Luo Chengyun opened his mouth, the live broadcast room exploded into a pot of porridge.

[I live and I live again! ]

[Is this the famous Zeshen?Love love love. ]

[You lied to us so hard. ]

[Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck]

Some people only swear during the whole process, and the behavior of frantically swiping the screen made the live broadcast room freeze, and the barrage delay was serious, Luo Chengyun had to turn off the barrage live broadcast as before.

The difference is that I didn't watch the barrage before, because it was full of scolding him, and watching it affected my mood; now I don't watch it because there are too many praises for him, watching it, blocking the screen.

He and Jian Heng had just finished a game, and half an hour had passed. This time, the event lasted for three hours. After this time, the broadcast will be available. If everything goes well, they will play six rounds.

Forced to go to work in front of everyone, they have tried to reduce interaction during the live broadcast, but there are still sharp-eyed discoveries:

[Why do you use the same drinking glass? ]

The gray thermos cup was placed in an inconspicuous corner of the table, and when they were thirsty, they picked it up and took a sip. The cup could not be directly seen in the mirror, but they still found out the tricks through their actions of drinking water one after another.

Just as Jian Heng was about to speak, Luo Chengyun asked the barrage: "Our team has one cup. According to you, wearing the same clothes is a couple clothes?"

[Hahahaha Ze Shenniu's. ]

[Implying that Jane God is not wearing a team uniform today. ]

[In the same team, it’s not strange to use the same thing, maybe it was sent by the sponsor’s father? ]

Chang Xun and Jing Liqun were playing other games on the sidelines, and hadn't made a sound for a long time.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but took out my phone and sent a message to the other party:

[That water glass, do you have it? ]

[No, How about you? ]

[Neither do I, when will our team have one person? ]

[Ruan Ze said so, do you dare to refute? ]

[That cup, I can have it. ]

As the two people in the team who knew the relationship between Jian Heng and Luo Chengyun, not only could they not expose them, but they also had to help cover them.

Whenever there is one sentence that is wrong.

They're afraid they'll be fired tomorrow for going to base with their left foot first.

Luo Chengyun's live broadcast here finally turned his relationship with Jian Heng into a comrade-in-arms friendship, and the bullet screen foolishly believed it, and even praised their good relationship, but there were some people who deliberately wanted to reconnect with Luo Chengyun.

"Ruan Ze? We've known each other for a long time. Before going to NYT, he only doubled up with me."

"Well, yes, he usually doesn't talk much, and I'm the only one who talks a lot, so I don't think he's bored."

"What did he look like before?" Lan Yuan pretended to be innocent, "I don't know, we only met that time, and we had a good chat. Maybe it was some kind of stimulation that made him decide to lose weight."

This is Lan Yuan is almost cold, only a small number of diehard fans are willing to believe that he stays in his live broadcast room, causing such a big accident, the platform gradually does not praise him, in order to make a living, he has no choice but to be tepid to continue his broadcasting career.

Luo Chengyun has become a topic that is often brought up by Lan Yuan. The main player in NYT, the killer king of the Tianxuan tournament, the influential figure in the e-sports circle, who doesn't know him when he plays PUBG?

Lan Yuan seemed to have forgotten all the festivals between them, and how his former fans tore Luo Chengyun up. According to him, he became Luo Chengyun's close friend during the live broadcast.

In the four or five years of the live broadcast, they are clinging to each other.

His last bit of traffic is also maintained by Luo Chengyun. Everyone will go to his live broadcast room to hear about Zeshen's deeds when he was the anchor. As a result, Lan Yuan's current live broadcast topic only revolves around one person: Luo Chengyun.

Because Lan Yuan's current size is too small, such rumors can't reach Luo Chengyun's ears.

On the contrary, it helps Lan Yuan to spread rumors.

Talking about it, whether it is true or not, is a thing of the past, and there is no lack of Lan Yuan's ambiguous words on purpose.

One day, Lan Yuan's live broadcast was suddenly interrupted, and the person who showed his hands got up and left, Lan Yuan was half-speaking.

The barrage is full of puzzles.

After a few minutes of stalemate, there was a sound from the empty screen.

The quarrel was imminent.

Throwing things and carrying luggage, Lan Yuan couldn't keep people if he wanted to.

The other party asked him: "Are you interesting now? Ruan Ze, Ruan Ze, besides Ruan Ze, what else is left in your live broadcast?"

"I'm calling you contemporary because I want you to become a big anchor, not to see you become Ruan Ze's licking dog."

"Do you think I want to?" The explosive drop in traffic has ruined Lan Yuan's mentality. He is no better than anyone else. "Who doesn't want to be a big anchor? I hate him more than anyone else, but it's ridiculous that he will stay The people who watch my live broadcast here are all because of him."

"Just keep bragging about your past with Ruan Ze, anyway, no one cares whether you play games or not now."

"Do you have to be today?" Lan Yuan asked.

Today is the fifth anniversary of Lan Yuan's live broadcast, and it is also Lan Yuan's birthday. It is the time when his live broadcast room has reached a small traffic peak in the past month.

Lan Yuan attaches great importance to today, and many old fans who watched his live broadcast also specially returned to the live broadcast room. The gifts they received from the moment the broadcast started have not stopped, just to give Lan Yuan a special birthday.

The other party did not speak, and left with the luggage. The wheels of the suitcase rubbed loudly on the wooden floor.

The scene of passing by the door when leaving was just captured by the camera.

Danmaku felt that he had been deceived, and clamored:

[Money back!money back! ]

[Liar anchor, quickly return all the money I paid! ]

[Thanks to the fact that I have liked you for so long, it turns out it was all fake. ]