Chapter 142: Anger
After the playoffs, the league entered the offseason, all the major teams were on vacation, but there were still hard-working players working hard in the training uniform to hone their strength, and they were basically single-order, which gave Lin Fengxiao full room to play.
"It seems like a demon god from JSG in front of me. Good brother. Without his cooperation in the final, I can't destroy cmg, and we can't win the championship. This guy is a good person, well... Then give him a headshot."
"Haha, we met cmg's Xiyuan. He is a blasting hand. Then we will use his own way to give him a secret touch and give him a high explosion."
"Tsk tsk... The kid from Brutal War wants to fight me, so that's what he wants."
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Lin Fengxiao played games while explaining by himself, creating an entertainment atmosphere as much as possible. The effect was pretty good. The barrage feedback was very happy. The gifts that had been slightly stagnant before began to be browsed again.
Every time you win a kill, the barrage will definitely be 666, and the gift will be a small climax.
It was okay at first, but gradually something was wrong. The queue was getting longer and longer. After playing three games, I was a little out of match. After waiting for the fourth game for ten minutes, I still couldn't match enough. Lin Fengxiao was a little impatient.
"Where are people? Where are they? They were fine just now, why did they disappear in a single figure?"
While talking about it, he went to look through the friend list. The more he looked, the more depressed he became, and complained:
"Why did the demon god retreat? Xiyuan has also gone, and went to play customization? You guys are too negative. Although it is offseason, they can't be so casual. I'm still playing. You guys retreat after just a few games. Just this attitude, when can you improve your strength? Alas..."
Lin Feng sighed earnestly with a smile.
The barrage instantly laughed crazy.
"Hahaha, you scared everyone away, how could there be someone else?"
"It's because you're fighting that they retreated. You don't know a little about it."
"You treat people as targets, and if you don't retreat, will you continue to serve as targets for you?"
Suddenly, the direction of the barrage changed.
"Go and read the Demon God's Weibo."
"The demon god posted on Weibo to diss Teacher Lin."
Lin Fengxiao also saw it and blinked: "The Demon God dissed me? It's impossible. Although I haven't talked to the Demon God, I am also a good brother who has been with God for a long time. He can't dissipate me. Don't lead the rhythm in your group."
"It's true, I swear I didn't set the pace."
"The demon god really posted on Weibo. If you don't believe it, go and read it."
Lin Fengxiao glanced at him and found that he had really posted it. The words were full of scolding him:
Teacher Lin, you are too much. It’s not enough to be killed by you on the court. I finally played two entertainment games after a holiday, but I was going to be killed by you. Will the ghosts go away? Please give me a way out!!!
Lin Feng smiled and smacked his lips and complained: "The demon god is really a matter of this kind. Just come to the live broadcast room to tell me. As for posting on Weibo? What should I do if I misunderstand it? What should I do if I spread rumors and say we are not in harmony? What would I do if I have a bad impact."
As he said that, he refreshed it casually, and the demon god actually posted another Weibo: You think I didn’t go, I went, and told you, but the barrage in your live broadcast room was too fast, and you didn’t see it at all.
I was going to admit that I was unlucky, but you even complained about me. I was so tolerant. Teacher Lin, you are too inhumane.
Lin Fengxiao felt like he had done something bad, but was caught on the spot, and said with a dry smile:
"Haha, Demon God, you are watching the live broadcast too. So what, I didn't say about you just now. I'm talking about Xiyuan and Kuang Zhan. Yes, it's them."
As soon as the words finished, the barrage began to be browsed again.
"Go and watch it quickly, Xiyuan and Kuang Zhan have also posted on Weibo."
"Hahaha, Teacher Lin is arrested again and is on the move."
Lin Feng laughed for a moment of guilt and hurriedly went to scan his eyes and found that it was really true.
Xiyuan Weibo: Teacher Lin, do you think I'm not watching the live broadcast? I also want to give you some gifts to help you play the rankings, but after hearing what you said, haha, it's gone.
Brutal War Weibo: Please ask the official father to make the decision, come and seal the monster Teacher Lin. With him, he is seriously destroying the balance of the game, and the game cannot be played at all.
The barrage was filled with joy, and it was still being browsed.
"I posted on Weibo even without injury."
"Watermelon has also joined in the condemnation."
"The people who were killed by Teacher Lin just now began to condemn them."
"Hahaha, Teacher Lin, you have angered the public."
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings. You can continue training, I won't disturb you."
"Hahaha, Teacher Lin is cowardly."
"Professional players can breathe a sigh of relief. As soon as Teacher Lin left, the game imbalance bug was fixed and he could train with peace of mind."
Lin Feng smiled and smacked his lips: "I can't play the game anymore, what are you doing now?"
"Go and see the competition list."
"It's been more than two hours, and it's time to start slaughtering."
We started to chat for half an hour. We just played three games and took another hour and a half. Now it’s already past nine o’clock, and the competition has started for more than two hours. The situation on the list should have been clear.
Lin Fengxiao didn't refuse this time, and while clicking on the list, he said, "It's done, then go and check out the competition list."
The result was a bit beyond his expectations. He just spent two hours on gifts. He thought that he might be on the first place on the list, and that the three leading anchors on the three major platforms, Tang Zong, Jiang Haobin and Leng Wushuang, would be on the first place, but the first place was not any of them.
Instead, it is temporarily occupied by an anchor called Kongcheng, with the prefix of Fanxing Live, with a popularity value of more than 31 million.
Moreover, it is not just the first place in the list, and the second to fifth place are not Tang Zong and others, nor are they even from the three major platforms, with a popularity value of between 30 million and 27 million.
It was not until the sixth place that he was occupied by Lin Fengxiao with a popularity value of more than 26 million.
After the seventh place, Tang Zong and others were the ones.
According to the rules of the championship, 1 point of popularity represents 0.1 yuan. His popularity of 26 million means that he has received a gift worth 2.6 million yuan. This is because he has the first buff bonus. In addition, he has worked hard to broadcast it for two hours just now, and he has worked hard to absorb so many gifts.
The anchor named Kongcheng on the list actually received more than him, and he won 3.1 million gifts in two hours. This amount of money-making, or krypton-making ability, is really a bit terrifying.
An anchor who has never heard of before is now able to surpass him and popular anchors such as Tang Zong to temporarily reach the top. Either there are real local tycoons, or the union can only make efforts.
Lin Feng smiled and smacked his lips. He knew that the union generally had a cooperative relationship with live broadcast platforms, and there were discounts on recharges and could get rebates. However, after 3.1 million yuan was spent, he would have to spend hundreds of thousands of real money.
The competition has just started to fight like this. These people have really invested a lot of money to become famous in this battle.
He joked: "Does anyone know what this empty city anchor does? What is the content of daily live broadcasts? I can make money so much, so I will learn from it."
"I know, he is the host of shouting, and the live broadcast content is to shouting, "
Chapter completed!