The girls in my live studio are all gods

Chapter 12 In order to bet on a champion

"Hehe, our Tiandou's strength is not bad, you know how to protect your anchor."

Glancing at the golden "Guardian" title on the front of Mo Sheng's ID, the fan was a little scared.

You must know that the conditions for attaining the title of Guardian are very strict. It requires that a person must be the pound one of the same anchor every week, and the weekly gift must be greater than 1.

Hey, he persists in paying so much money to the same anchor every week. If he had that money, he would have gone home and married his wife a long time ago. Why would he still be smirking at Little Sweet Bean every day?
This girl is just like a rich second generation.

Thinking of the gap between Mo Sheng and himself, the brain-dead fans felt a little sour, and the conversation with Mo Sheng gradually became eccentric.

"The parasite who spends the family's money has the face to flirt here?"

Soon, the target of this brainless fan's attack gradually shifted from Shen Ming to Mo Sheng.

Looking at the young behavior of the fans of Little Sweet Bean, Mo Sheng felt a little funny instead.

"If you insist on talking about status, Mingshen is a member of a professional team. Your little princess has been popular for more than a year. Is there any difference?"

With a dark smile, Mo Sheng's words were mercilessly mocking Tiandou and Tiandou fans with gorgeous special effects.

"Damn it, has our brother Mingshen signed a contract with the team?"

"Hang on, will we be able to see Mingshen in the World Championship from now on?"

"Brother Mingshen, don't forget about wealth and honor, and don't forget our old fans!"

Mo Sheng's words were like a pound bomb, which quickly aroused heated discussions and reactions in the live broadcast room.

"Sign a team? Now is not the transfer period. Is there any team in the domestic competition area that is lacking?"

"Damn, it's definitely not a big team anyway, and a small team that's indiscriminate is ashamed to brag here."

"That's right, don't be beaten home in the first round of the bubbling match before going to the World Championship, that's too ugly."

Having just won the second round, Shen Ming switched back to the live broadcast room and saw such a scene of people besieging Mo Sheng.

Scattered, mixed with comments from old fans speaking for Mo Sheng.

"Why are you bullying our sister-in-law? No matter whether she is a rich second generation or not, she is at least richer than you?"

Looking at the noisy live broadcast room, Shen Ming felt dizzy for the first time.

No, when did he agree to sign the contract?

Shen Ming remembered that he refused.

"Mingshen, look at the private chat."

Knowing that Shen Ming must have come back to watch the live broadcast after a game, Mo Sheng directly typed and said to Shen Ming.

Opening the private chat interface in a daze, what Shen Ming saw was the WeChat number that Mo Sheng had given him before.

"I've swiped so many gifts for you, even if you're an ordinary fan, it's not too much to change your WeChat account, right?"

Seeing Mo Sheng's message, Shen Ming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

Why didn't he see that this Mo Sheng is still a black belly?

Taking out his mobile phone and adding Mo Sheng's WeChat, Shen Ming spoke for Mo Sheng.

"Don't look at Mo Sheng who is white and good-looking, and think that she is a rich second generation. Our sister Mo Xiaosheng is a hard worker, and she is a rich generation who worked hard from scratch."

Looking at the reminder of passing the friend application on WeChat, Shen Ming said softly.

This is the information that Xiaobai found for him after returning home.

"I revised the contract and decided to sign a formal contract with you, making you an official player directly."

Shen Ming just wanted to type to ask Mo Sheng, but before he agreed, Mo Sheng's message came over.

Formal team?

Seeing these four big characters, Shen Ming hesitated a little.

You must know that regular players have a much higher chance of appearing on the stage than substitutes, and their popularity is naturally greater.

If you can play a brilliant performance in the game, you can immediately become popular and become a star player.

The current e-sports circle is more or less a fan circle, and the star effect can bring him a lot of fan base.

This is definitely a big help for him to become a big anchor.

Those star players are all rushing to sign on the major live broadcast platforms, and their popularity is extremely high.

Thinking of this, Shen Ming's heart moved a little.

"Master, other people's careers are for dreams, and you are playing careers to attract fans to the live broadcast room. Is there something wrong with us?"

Sensing Shen Ming's little calculation, Xiao Bai's voice was mixed with a faint smile.

As his master, what he was thinking about was the live broadcast, so he felt very relieved.

"However, many professional players can only broadcast for a short period of time a year because they need a lot of time to participate in training."

When the topic changed, Xiao Bai became much calmer.

Shen Ming is not stupid, he has naturally considered what Xiao Bai said.

This is also a major reason why he rejected Mo Sheng's invitation before.

"I still want to be a great anchor."

Cautiously typing and replying to Mo Sheng, Shen Ming was just about to refuse again, when Mo Sheng's message suddenly sent again.

"You only need to play a few training games with your teammates every day to hone your coordination. You are not required to train alone for the rest of the time. The company allows you to focus on live broadcasts."

In the private room of the Queen's Internet Cafe, Mo Sheng drank the Coke in her hand in one gulp.

She knew that her decision was a bit too risky, but there was always a voice in her head telling her.

For Shen Ming, it is absolutely possible!
She has seen Shen Ming's consciousness and operation, which is not inferior to any top professional player.

Coquettish positioning, accurate prediction, sensitive sense of smell, stable performance...

In terms of individual strength, Shen Ming is considered the best among professional players.

This is also the reason why Mo Sheng assured Shen Ming not to participate in the personal training.

Seeing that Mo Sheng offered such generous conditions, Shen Ming was really moved this time.

This is simply a contract modified specifically to suit his appetite.

It's just that no matter how you look at this contract, it doesn't take much advantage for Mo Sheng.

"What are you for?"

Not daring to reply easily, Shen Ming asked cautiously.

Seeing Shen Ming's question, Mo Sheng was slightly taken aback, and then became serious.

"To bet on a championship."

Although a sentence is not long, it is full of weight.

Did Mo Sheng think he could help the team win the championship?
True or false, he alone is not enough.

"Master, as long as there is a system, you alone are enough."

In his mind, Xiaobai's voice sounded again.

What the fuck?

Surprised by Xiao Bai's words, Shen Ming's typing hands trembled a little.

This system also has abnormal abilities, can it make him beat five professional players by himself?

"Master, in the World Championships, it's not uncommon for star players to play one-on-five. You will have to do more tasks in the future and gain more talents. One-on-five will be a piece of cake for you, okay?"

The lesson of hating iron but not steel taught Shen Ming, Xiaobai was full of confidence, and seemed to have seen the scene of Shen Ming chasing and killing five people in the professional arena.

Of course, at this time, none of them thought that the future Shen Ming would really be invincible in the professional arena, killing everyone.

"Okay, how do I sign the contract?"

After careful consideration, Shen Ming replied.

(End of this chapter)