Don't click in [e-sports]

Jin Yuan closed the door and fell directly on the bed with his long legs.

Less than 5 minutes into the meeting, Waste's words are still in my ears.

"I'm really sorry everyone, if it wasn't because of me this time, the last few games wouldn't be so difficult." Waste's fingertips were trembling slightly, "I also told the manager before that I will definitely play if I can, but now... my The hand injury doesn't allow me to play any more, and I don't want to continue to drag the team down..."

Waste is the team's assaulter. He has advanced the team for many years than Jin Yuan. The reason why he played so hard in the qualifiers is because his hand injury is not in good condition. He was killed first when he faced the gun. Condition.

Waste's decision to retire caused all 2UTen members to fall into a sad mood, but no one blamed it. On the road to the professional league, retiring due to injuries is something that no one can stop.

The bigger problem that 2UTen will face is the lack of strong assaulters in the team.

The current assault position is barely strong enough to play in domestic competitions, but it is still a little lacking in facing international teams.

Jin Yuan was lying on the bed, thinking hard whether to spend money to buy an assaulter, but unconsciously opened the live broadcast software with his fingers.

Just when he was thinking more and more irritable, a beautiful and refined title slipped in front of his eyes——

【Don't click in】

He snorted: "There are still people engaging in this kind of headline party these days, who would click on it..."

After complaining, he scrolled down the page, and within two clicks, he returned to the position of the headline party just now, and clicked to enter.

As soon as Qu Yi adjusted the camera, a spectator entered the room. Looking at the ID of [sadasafaqw], it should be an unregistered tourist name, so he greeted him friendly: "Good evening, friend, have you eaten yet? If my friends don’t mind, move your little feet, it’s more enjoyable to watch in another live broadcast room.”

Yet sadasafaqw did not leave.

Qu Yi didn't care. After adjusting the desktop, he lifted the sheet and shouted, "Hong-chan-I'm starting a live broadcast!"

"Tell me the room number!"

"749532!"

After Qu Yi yelled, a sentence appeared in the lower right corner of the screen.

[sadasafaqw: Do you still live in two hills in your dormitory? 】

"..." Qu Yi turned on the PS, "Yes, in our dormitory, the first thing we do when we wake up every day is to sing to a folk song."

Sadasafaqw had no further comment.

Qu Yi took out the pressure-sensitive pen from the table, twirled it habitually at his fingertips, and then placed it casually on the drawing board.

At this time, another viewer entered the live broadcast room, ID [Little Carrot Bun].

Before Qu Yi chased him away, Little Carrot Bao commented: [This title hahahaha I really can't help but want to click in, and then!The anchor's hands are so beautiful! prprprprpr]

Qu Yi bent his fingers, looked around for himself, sighed and said leisurely: "Yes, it's so beautiful..."

[Little radish bun:? ? ? 】

During the few minutes of pause, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased to more than 100. Qu Yi looked at the prompt: "Why are there so many viewers? Are everyone real?"

[I don't know, but fate let us meet on the homepage]

[Title party hhhhh, I suggest going to work in the UC Shock Department tomorrow! 】

[The anchor is a newcomer?I think the partition is selected in the living area, what is it broadcasting? 】

[I like my little brother's voice, and his hand TAT]

【Of course I'm alive!As for the others, I don't know if it is! 】

[live +1]

Qu Yi said "Oh?", propped his arms and thought for a while, it seemed that Deep Sea TV would give new anchors a random chance to go to the homepage, and these viewers should come from this channel.

"I'm not an anchor, I'll just broadcast it once today," tapped one knuckle on the hand-painted board, "I'll show you a live broadcast now—"

"You are broadcasting live! Be careful with your words!" Hong Jianguo shouted from the bed.

Qu Yi laughed.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

"I don't really want to be responsible for your earwax..." Qu Yi chose the brush for drafting, and moved his hand slowly, "I will draw a live broadcast... a food connoisseur."

Hong Jianguo was on the bed: "Are you human?"

He raised his eyebrows and quickly sketched out a draft on the canvas.

He is not a professional anchor, nor is he a real live broadcaster. Speaking of it, he has no obligation to chat with him, but when he finished drafting, the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached more than 1000, and some people have been asking him what he drew.

"This is me who is extremely handsome and handsome," Qu moved the mouse to the villain's hand, "This is my roommate's dinner."

Hong Jianguo: "I'm about to get out of bed, you have two seconds to escape."

Qu Yi created a new layer, sketched the lines simply and quickly, and when the general shape came out, he rubbed his wrists: "Take a break, I just handed in the drawing this afternoon, and I need to arrange a horse to kill the chicken, everyone, just wait... If you don't wait, I will Go to another live broadcast room to play."

[Porn anchor, reported]

[What's the matter with the female ticketer who feels like being kicked out by a brothel girl! 】

【Ahhhhhh, I really want to see the face behind the hands of this voice...】

[The anchor is broadcasting live in the dormitory?Which university? 】

After minimizing the PS, Qu Yi thought about it, watching a movie...can't finish watching it, playing chicken...it takes a lot of effort.

Otherwise, Fight the Landlord?

Without hesitation, Qu Yi downloaded a Doudizhu client.

"Let's fight landlords," Qu Yidian opened the interface, "Although I haven't played it before, I often watch the hosts play it, and I still understand the basic rules."

Seeing that the slender fingers in the video frame in the lower right corner disappeared, Jin Yuan turned over and put the phone away.

"By the way, four! Sorry!"

"Three twos and two Ks! Big big big big you!"

"3...5678??? Where's my four?"

"Did I just kill it? Did I really kill it?"

"It's over..."

Jin Yuan rubbed his eyes wearily, and picked up the phone again. The straight on the screen had been broken, and there was no big card yet. The silly anchor's mouse hovered over the "3", obviously unable to make a move.

Jin Yuan hooked the corner of his mouth, and typed in the comment box: [Hanhan, take care of it. 】

"Hosting, nonexistent, invincible ones never hosting."

The silly anchor has repeatedly fought and failed repeatedly, no matter what kind of good cards he can lose with a fresh angle that is different from ordinary people, Jin Yuandi has typed on the public screen many times: [You As a landlord, you can't let him play a small card and play a big card to block him. 】

"Then I don't play low cards myself, I can't play out all the time, and I can't win."

Jin Yuan: 【Then you can win when the landlord is out? 】

"……I do not care."

The villain who failed to kneel down appeared on the screen again, but the bullet screen was full of joy:

[The anchor should continue to draw pictures hahahahaha the game is not suitable for you]

【It’s really the first time I’ve seen such a good anchor of Doudizhu】

【This is really silly】

The beans given by the novice and the system have been spent, and the screen is motionless, and Jin Yuan unconsciously breathes a sigh of relief.

Looking at the fingers of the idiot anchor and listening to the voice of the idiot anchor, most of the depression in the meeting room in the afternoon dissipated. As a result, when Doudizhu started, Jin Yuan felt that he was always on the edge of a violent blade.

The idiot anchor had already refused to answer his barrage, and solemnly pretended not to see it.

"Brother Cheng Cheng—are you watching my live broadcast?" Qu Yi poked his head out of the bed sheet.

"...I'm watching, what are you doing?" Wen Huancheng said.

Qu Yi showed a pleading smile: "Your QQ password hasn't been changed... There must be Happy Beans on it..."

"You didn't change your password, so you log in directly. Happy Beans may not be available, only the system sends you." Wen Huancheng paused, "Otherwise, I'll charge you a little?"

"No, no, no, what the system sends is enough," Qu Yi rubbed his hands and changed the number, "Wait for the good news that I've turned against the wind."

Jin Yuan put his fingers on the exit button, and finally chose to lie on his side to accept a new round of challenges.

"Wang Zha! See you!"

"Why are there 2 on the other side?"

"Why does this person always have a big name!"

"Ah... why is it the last time the system delivered beans..."

The corners of Jin Yuan's mouth twitched, and his fingertips landed on the keyboard: [You should keep your hands for drawing]

There was no response from the live broadcast room, only the mouse was gliding over the playing cards.

Jin Yuan narrowed his eyes, the idiot anchor seemed to be blocking his teammates, and then, the farmer uncle wearing a white sweater threw a tomato at him.

"Why did he hit me? How could he hit me?" Qu Yi pointed at the screen, "What's the matter with hitting someone if he can't handle it?"

Jin Yuan typed: [That's your teammate]

ignored.

Jin Yuan typed again: [Look clearly, both of you are farmers]

Still ignored.

"This iron fool..."

Sitting up straight, Jin Yuan accidentally touched the gift button with his finger, and all kinds of gorgeous and cute props appeared in front of him. He glanced at it and directly clicked on the most expensive golden aircraft carrier.

[sadasafaqw gave anchor One and a golden aircraft carrier, come to the room to participate in the lucky draw! 】