Chinese Name: 落地一把98K Author: Iced子夜(Iced zǐyè, Iced Midnight)
Original: www.qidian.com | Translator: NineTalesFox.com
"Fuck! Are Douyu's robots so smart now! You can even edit barrage."
Liu Zilang was stunned and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
After a while, another barrage floated out.
"Knock you! You are the robot, the silly beep anchor wants to pay attention to you after seeing you playing well, and left."
Is it a real person?
Liu Zilang saw that his own popularity value suddenly dropped by one, and he suddenly felt like wants to cry but doesn't have tears.
In fact, to be honest, if Liu Zilang exposes himself, he will definitely gain great popularity and attention instantly.
After all, the game of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is so hot now that it has become the most watched game on all major platforms. By then, let alone Douyu, domestic platforms like Panda and Huya will definitely try to contact him.
But Liu Zilang didn't want to do that.
The failure half a year ago was a huge stain in his career. If the person who made him feel the most guilty was the captain Shen Zeyan, who had high hopes for him.
So what he is most sorry for is actually the fans who support him.
Liu Zilang does not want to return to the vision of those fans and audiences in that capacity.
If there is such a day, he would rather put aside everything in the past in this game, use his own strength to prove himself again, to gain everyone's approval.
Let those fans who are still paying attention to him know that he is still him.
But he is no longer the one he used to be.
...The next day, the sky was faintly bright.
Liu Zilang was not awakened by the alarm clock this time, but woke up very naturally.
Last night, he tried to broadcast a few games again, but except for a few curious viewers who clicked in, almost no one watched him, and his popularity value remained at a level of dozens.
But think about it, he just passed the audit last night, and he is not a contract anchor.
How many people can look at him probably because they are familiar with the anchor name of "vic123", so they came in curiously.
Under this circumstance, Liu Zilang broadcasted nothing else motivation, so he soon went to the live broadcast to wash his sleep.
To be honest, many times what you think is the same thing.
But whether you can persist in the face of reality is another matter...
Today may be due to sleep earlier last night. After waking up, Liu Zilang no longer sleeps.
So he got up quickly and went to wash briefly.
It was still early, and Zhang Xiaotong's door was closed tightly.
This girl hasn't gotten up yet.
Liu Zilang a thought flashed through the mind, and suddenly remembered the expectations of her brother that she said to herself on QQ that day.
Thought until here, Liu Zilang could not help rubbing his hands.
Isn't this girl complaining that her brother doesn't care about her?
So let O'Neill care about you today!
Liu Zilang walked quietly on tiptoe to the door and opened the door quietly.
Of course it is the kitchen door.
Make a fire, beat eggs, wok the pot...After a while, a scent came out of the kitchen.
By the time it was half past seven o'clock, the sky over the rivers and seas of the city would be bright this season.
Zhang Xiaotong's door rang.
After a while, wearing a brown koala pajamas, she walked out in slippers.
The little girl yawned, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and then she was stunned by the scene in front of her.
In the living room, there are two fried eggs on the table.
There was a sound in the kitchen, and after a while, Liu Zilang, wearing an apron, walked out with two bowls of millet porridge.
When Liu Zilang saw Zhang Xiaotong, he immediately said with a smile, "Get up? Come and have breakfast."
Zhang Xiaotong was obviously dumbfounded, and then the roots of his ears were red instantly, obviously he suddenly remembered something.
She squeezed the corners of her clothes with her hands and lowered her head, looking shy and timid.
"Cough cough... Um, let's go wash it first." Liu Zilang couldn't help being coughed dryly when he saw this, and continued, "I have no class this morning. I will take you to the bus after dinner. By the way, you are in Jiangxi. Dazhong High School, right."
Hearing Liu Zilang's words, Zhang Xiaotong raised her head and her eyes fluttered wildly. She uttered an "um", and then she immediately turned around and walked into the bathroom wearing slippers as if she was running away.
Before the vanity.
Zhang Xiaotong held a tooth cylinder printed with Peppa Pig, stiffly picked up the toothbrush and squeezed some toothpaste, dully looking at himself in the mirror in front of him.
Think of the words that I said on QQ that night, and think of Liu Zilang's performance this morning...Zhang Xiaotong's slightly reddened white face suddenly turned redder.
After screaming in his heart, Zhang Xiaotong opened the faucet and splashed water on his face.
He raised his head and looked at his wet face in the mirror, still looking bright red.
Zhang Xiaotong suddenly felt both ashamed and angry.
Living room, next to the table.
The two sat there quietly eating breakfast.
Although the two of them knew about the qq trumpet last time, neither Liu Zilang nor Zhang Xiaotong said anything.
After a while, Zhang Xiaotong suddenly remembered something.
She put down the bowl, bit her lip, and said in a low voice, "May I not tell my parents about my live broadcast."
Liu Zilang responded very'Truth' scratched the head, "What live broadcast?"
Zhang Xiaotong was stunned, then glared at him angrily, puffed up his mouth, picked up the bowl and sipped the porridge.
After dinner, the two went back to their rooms.
When Zhang Xiaotong finished packing his school stuff and carrying a bag of time of departure, he was suddenly in a daze.
I saw Liu Zilang standing at the door, looking at her with a honeyed smile like "Mona Lisa".
When Zhang Xiaotong approached, Liu Zilang smiled and said, "I will send you to the car."
"No...no need." Zhang Xiaotong panicked, his eyes fluttering again.
"You're welcome, this is what my brother should do." Liu Zilang patted his chest big talk no shame.Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaotong's head suddenly lowered, and he walked over from Liu Zilang with a small schoolbag on his back.
Liu Zilang was stunned, chuckled, closed the door with his backhand, and walked out to catch up.
The road in the morning.
On both sides of the road, there are hurried office workers and students in groups, chatting and laughing together.
At this moment, the eastern sun in the sky had already risen, shining with golden yellow light.
Liu Zilang and Zhang Xiaotong walked on the sidewalk one after the other, and the sun shone on the two people's bodies, giving Liu Zilang, who rarely got up so early, a long-lost feeling.
It seems, another point of warm breath.