The girls in my live studio are all gods

Chapter 2 kicked out?

[Everyone] only plays the mid laner (Fighting Swordsman): Dare to slander me?Wait for me!

Angrily looking at the interface waiting for resurrection, Yasuo started typing.

[Team] Only play mid laner (George Swordsman): It was only a momentary mistake just now, we still have an advantage in this round, let me go back and show off.

Full of confidence, he drew a small sword, and Yasuo walked out of the spring.

In the next few minutes, Shen Ming's Thresh seemed to live in the middle.As long as Yasuo's wind wall is handed over, there will be a system prompt for killing.

Mo Xiaoxiaosheng killed only the mid laner.

Mo Xiaosheng is already super god.

On the screen, Shen Ming's Thresh was standing naked in front of a tower in the middle, with a mocking expression constantly flashing above his head.

A Thresh, actually pressed the compression at home to fight?

"Mingshen is too 6, quickly teach him to be a man."

"Is this still an assistant?"

With the screen full of barrage swiping, Shen Ming tapped off the last drop of blood from the red crystal.

At the end of the game, Shen Ming said goodbye to his sister and left the team.

"Congratulations to the master, the task is completed, and the reward is obtained: random talent, whether to perform talent extraction?"

Xiaobai's voice sounded in his mind.

As Xiao Bai described, by completing the tasks provided by the system, Shen Ming can get various rewards.

Whether it's consciousness, hand speed, or even some cheating talents beyond the existence of the game itself, you can get it!
"Oh, it's easy." Sneering in response to Xiao Bai in his heart, Shen Ming chose to extract. "

These rookies in the silver rank are as easy to abuse as hitting a human machine.

"Congratulations to the master, you have obtained the innate sense of danger. In the game, when there are enemy heroes ambushing around the master, no matter whether you have vision or not, you will get a premonition prompt and automatically avoid it."

Hearing Xiaobai's explanation, Shen Ming raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

This is a good thing!
"Only play mid laner and request to add you as a friend"

Before Shen Ming could be happy for a while, a friend request popped up suddenly.

"Yo, this is unconvinced."

"He's so good at playing, but he has the nerve to pretend to be aggressive, Mingshen, teach him how to be a man!"

Seeing this friend request, the barrage in the live broadcast room instantly went up.

Seeing that everyone's voices were so loud, Shen Ming pressed Agree without even thinking about it.

With the disappearance of the friend interface, the voice of the private message sounded.

Only play mid laner: "You play a trumpet to abuse Baiyin, do you still have the face to live broadcast?"

Obviously, Yasuo has lost his mind with anger.

Raising his eyebrows, Shen Ming smiled instead.

Leisurely typing on the keyboard, Shen Ming responded to Yasuo with the same tone.

Mo Xiaoxiaosheng: "Silver consciousness, do you still have the face to power level?"

Seeing that Shen Ming was so skinny, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was extremely leisurely, and the barrage even started to make jokes.

"Mingshen is awesome."

"Fuck hahaha, Mingshen is too talented."

Only play mid laner: "Fuck, if you really have the ability, go solo with the master, don't abuse food in the suburbs."

Seeing this Yasuo is not convinced, and Mingshen doesn't bother to go any further.

Mo Xiaoxiaosheng: "This is my live broadcast account, everyone is welcome to come and snipe at any time."

There was another crackling sound of typing, and Shen Ming directly flicked the number of the live broadcast room.

"Okay, you are right. Just wait for me, labor and management will find someone right away. You are not even a third-rate little anchor, where are you crazy?"

As soon as Shen Ming received the news, he saw that the portrait of the mid laner only went dark.

Heh, one-on-one play?

He is still worried that there is no place to try his skills!

"Welcome Brother Feng to join the live broadcast room."

Before Shen Ming could log in to his account, the live broadcast room was already filled with fireworks and comments from the audience.

"Silver? Anyone can come out and be an anchor now?"

The colorful barrage mixed with a disdainful tone slowly moved across the screen.

It seems that this is the friend that Yasuo called.

"Rank is not important, as long as you are strong enough to beat you." Shen Ming didn't care who this brother Feng was, and directly sneered and turned back.

"Fuck, it's Brother Feng."

"Is that the anchor brother Feng?"

"It's interesting now, let's fight, let's fight!"

Seeing the barrage in the live broadcast room, Shen Ming was taken aback.

Brother Feng?

"Brother Feng, the second-tier top anchor is much more popular than you." Sensing Shen Ming's doubts, Xiao Bai explained contemptuously.

As his master, he doesn't even know what's going on with his opponent, which is really worrying.

"Welcome Brother Feng's little fan girl to join the live broadcast room."

"Welcome I am your father to join the Ru live broadcast room"

……

Just when Shen Ming was hesitating, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased by hundreds!
Obviously, this group of people is his own fan club brought by Brother Feng.

It seems that today's scolding battle is inevitable.

"This live broadcast room doesn't even have a second level, but it's too shabby."

"After all, the people who can watch this kind of elementary school anchors are not very old, so they can't afford gifts."

Seeing what this group of Brother Feng fans said, Shen Ming's old fans couldn't hold back anymore.

"You guys are so good, it's unlikely that your brother Feng will become a first-class anchor."

"It's fine if the technology is bad, what kind of fan group do you want to have? Do you really think you are an idol?"

However, every time Shen Ming's old fans said a word, there were three or four times the words back.No matter how much Shen Ming's fans resisted, they were no match for Brother Feng's large number of fans.

Seeing that Shen Ming's fans couldn't scold his own fans at all, Brother Feng was extremely proud.

"Hey, I thought you were so good. There are only a few people in this live broadcast room, and you still broadcast Nima? Going home and moving bricks is more promising than this, right?" Brother Feng's disdainful words flashed on the public screen The special effects unique to senior anchors seemed to be deliberately mocking Shen Ming.

"It's okay, I'm just broadcasting and playing, as long as the brothers are happy watching it." It seems that he didn't see Brother Feng's ridicule at all, and Shen Ming still said cheerfully.

"Oh, how about this, I think you are pitiful, you call me Dad, I will let my fans give you a set of gifts, how about it?" Thinking that Shen Ming was cowardly, Brother Feng became even more arrogant.

call him dad?

joke!

Just when he was about to say something, countless planes flew over the live broadcast room, and the special effects on the tall screen filled the entire screen.

"Mo Sheng Mo Sheng presented rocket*30"

Damn it, why is this local tyrant girl back?
Seeing the sudden appearance of Mo Sheng who had been silent for a long time, Shen Ming was taken aback.

It turned out that this girl had been secretly watching his live broadcast.

"Wow, sister-in-law is back to support the scene!"

"Sister Sheng, someone is taking the lead in bullying your master."

"Who said that our fans of Mingshen can't afford gifts?"

Accompanied by the special effects of gifts on the screen, the barrage boiled again.

Looking at the special effects all over the sky, Brother Feng was also stunned.

It was also the first time he saw so many gifts at one time.

"In our line of work, the most important thing is technology, not how well you live!" Suppressing the embarrassment in his heart, Brother Feng said bravely.

(End of this chapter)