What is a red-temperature top order?

The system's anti-fan count is skyrocketing crazily.

Looking at the GSLs jumping around in the live broadcast room, Song Wen's mouth was already more difficult to suppress than RPG.

"And to be honest, my assistant is really good at playing. Why don't you look at it from a different perspective? The VN always scrolls to my Q. Does it look like an actor?"

【I look like your mother. 】

[Brothers all reported. 】

【report! 】

[This clown can also live broadcast? 】

[Snake has such a professional player, he really doesn’t want to lose face. 】

[It’s just a team that’s about to be relegated. It can’t win the game. This allows clowns like this to come out and make headlines. 】

[I was lucky enough to hit two skills, why did I scream? 】

Seeing the indignation of the GSLs, Song Wen sighed helplessly.

"Okay, okay, don't report me. I take back what I just said. Uzi can't be an actor."

He paused and looked a little confused again.

"But why does he always eat my blisters?"

Nami, who was rushing to the line, threw a bubble on the ground.

Song Wen's face showed an expression of sudden realization.

"Oh! I understand! Because this bubble looks so much like a bathtub!"

【? ? ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? ? 】

In the live broadcast room, the screen was full of question marks.

Song Wen's outrageous way of starting a group directly disrupted the brains of the GSL players.

"Do you think it looks like it?"

He lost another blister and sighed.

"To be honest, don't talk about Brother Zaozi. I want to fuck him when I see him."

"Don't always criticize me. I'm really not Brother Zaozi's scorn. Brother Zaozi and I are bathmates with similar interests."

In the snake base, the operations staff frantically gestured to Song Wen, telling him to turn off the microphone quickly.

Song Wenwen didn't want to pay attention, but seeing that the operator looked like he was about to rush over if he didn't turn off the microphone, he had no choice but to press mute.

"What's wrong, brother? I'm live broadcasting."

The operator looked bitter and begged:

"Brother, you are my brother, can we stop joining UZI's group? The super management keeps sending me warning messages, and the live broadcast platform also said that the number of reports is too high. If this continues, they will not accept it." I can’t stand the pressure and have to close the live broadcast room.”

Song Wen's face turned red, his gentle look just now disappeared, and he said dissatisfied:

"What's the point of this! I've done such a good job in live broadcast, do you think I'm going to be dumb? How many people have put up fan lights?"

"Nearly 700,000 people..."

Seeing that Song Wen was angry, the operations staff put on a smile again.

For 700,000 people, six yuan per person is equivalent to 4.2 million. After deducting the platform’s share, their club can get 2 million.

Since Song Wen was an invisible person in the club before and had no live broadcast contract, coupled with the current rhythm and turmoil, it was difficult for the club to evaluate Song Wen's commercial value and formulate a contract, so the two parties agreed to watch the first live broadcast first. After the income effect is determined, the salary and live broadcast contract will be re-signed.

For Snake, who is strapped for funds, this can be said to be a timely blessing.

This is just the income brought by Song Wen from just one live broadcast.

Although the operation believes that these fan lights are contributed by UZI fans, and subsequent live broadcasts will definitely not have such a good effect, Song Wenzhen is indeed a cash cow that has brought a fortune to Snake out of thin air.

The boss has spoken out. This player is a talent and must be well cultivated.

For the snake boss, he is a businessman, black and red, he can make money, no matter how much he makes, it will not be shabby.

Seeing that Song Wen didn't speak, the operation staff could only comfort him in a low voice:

"You just need to restrain yourself a little. After all, if the wave of live streaming platforms really blocks us, we will lose more than we gain."

Song Wen nodded helplessly, indicating that he understood, and turned on the microphone again.

"Brothers, scold me, why are you reporting me? My live broadcast room is gone, where can you scold me?"

He thought for a while and then said:

"Forget it, I'll just play the game. I'll put on my headphones and stop talking."

Seeing that Song Wen seemed to be showing weakness, everyone in Lezi became anxious.

[Fuck, stop it bro, what’s the point if you don’t start a group? 】

【ah? Is this being ruined by the GSLs? 】

[Brother, hold on, don’t let me look down on you! 】

Song Wen looked at the barrage, shook his head, and sighed.

"I really can't stand it anymore. My soul has been greatly traumatized and will be destroyed soon."

"Stop talking, I really have to concentrate on playing games."

He turned around and moved out of the camera.

When he returned to the camera, he had a pink earphone on his head.

Song Wen stared at the screen for a while, and his expression changed drastically.

“Holy shit, who prepared these headphones? Doesn’t it look like a giant baby wearing these?!”

【? ? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

The barrage that filled the screen flashed across the screen quickly.

The live broadcast room went dark.

[The anchor has gone on vacation and will be back later~]

[Hahaha, fuck, I’m really banned! 】

[Damn it, I really thought he was going to change his ways and stop playing in a group, but this is what happened to me, right? 】

[I really can’t stand this pink headphone, hahaha! 】

[I laughed so much that I peed myself. 】

[He really understands the live broadcast effect. 】

[ @Super management, don’t block it, unblock it quickly! 】

【What are you doing? If you don’t ban a marginal female anchor, why would you ban someone who plays a game? 】

[ @Mou Ya, you can’t wear pink headphones when playing games, right? 】

[Damn it, brothers, I had a certain tooth flushed! 】

Song Wen looked helpless as he looked at the live broadcast room that had been banned due to reports.

The operations staff sighed helplessly and stopped talking this time. They just gave Song Wen a thumbs up.

He even really thought that Song Wen would never start another group just now.

Until he saw Song Wen pick up the pink headphones.

Song Wen specially asked their staff to prepare it before the broadcast, and he emphasized that he likes pink headphones, and it is best to wear two pig ears.

The operations staff didn't understand it at that time, and even thought that Song Wen was a kind and gentle child who liked cute things.

Maybe those things he did and those words he said back then were really just because of his youth and exuberance.

But now he found out how wrong he was.

This guy is a total monster.

Song Wen controlled Nami and gave UZI a bath, while looking helplessly at the operation.

"The live broadcast room is closed, what should I do now?"

The operator shook his head helplessly and said:

"The platform has said that the volume of reports here is too high, so we will temporarily ban you for half an hour and wait until the popularity subsides a little before restarting the broadcast."

RNG base.

UZI came directly to the top lane.

The assistant in the bottom lane is an actor. He definitely can't play with Lulu anymore. He needs to develop. As long as he develops, then this game can still be won.

Little dragon group?

I develop first.

Pioneer group?

I turn down and develop again.

Big dragon group?

Wait for my three piece suit.

When the base crystal exploded, UZI sighed.

"There are actors who can't help it. Why are they fighting? Why don't they wait for me to develop? It's really disgusting, these people."

[It’s okay, don’t be angry, puppy, the live broadcast over there has been blocked. 】

Seeing the barrage prompts, UZI's temperature dropped slightly.

However, another barrage soon floated out.

[The broadcast started again over there, and it’s still weird. 】

【What did you say? 】

[Why is there no ADC on the opposite side? Have you taken a shower? 】

Ask for some follow-up reading on Tuesday, which is very important for subsequent recommendations and grades for new books. I won’t talk about other buddies, just say one sentence.

I will start the group vigorously, and you will pursue it diligently and make arrangements in place!