"I like playing games?" Lu Xiaobu asked.

"Yes, what? What's wrong?" Qin Ce asked back.

"Is there a job that can make money while playing games. Do you want to do it?" Lu Xiaobu went straight to it.

“What job?”

Qin Ce frowned a little. He hadn't heard that playing games could make money.

"Live broadcast. I think you should also have some understanding of live broadcast."

When Lu Xiaobu saw Qin Ce's frowning and frowning, he knew that he had misunderstood. He continued, "Don't be busy refusing for now. I will just say one thing. Since you are decadent and play games here every day, why not give it a try? Is it worse than you now?"

This is the art of speaking. Sometimes bad words are better than good words.

"That's true." Qin Ce's brows stretched: "Then try it?"

"Of course, but I'm not what you want to try my live broadcast. You have to pass one of my assessments." Lu Xiaobu said with a smile.

"Of course." Qin Ce also understood.

The two sides reached an agreement, and Lu Xiaobu opened the live broadcast page for Qin Ce on the computer and logged in with his account.

While Qin Ce was experimenting with various functions of live broadcast, Lu Xiaobu was secretly communicating with the audience.

"I tell you, the test has begun, you are the judges." Lu Xiaobu registered his new account, logged in on his mobile phone, and said to the audience: "You must remember one thing. If I send a certain message, you must send me five at least one person, exactly the same, do you know?"

"Okay, no problem."

The audience agreed one after another.

They also want to see what Lu Xiaobu wants to play.

Live broadcast is connected.

Qin Ce obviously seemed a little nervous when he first broadcast live, but fortunately he didn't show his face and was not that timid.

"Hello everyone, I am Qin Ce."

Qin Ce made a simple opening remark.

silence.

Still silent.

No one spoke at all in the barrage.

Obviously, the audience is not optimistic about the so-called live game broadcast, nor is it optimistic about the so-called Qin Ce.

Lu Xiaobu watched from the side, but didn't say anything. If you can't overcome this difficulty, don't play later.

Qin Ce felt even more nervous when he saw this scene.

But he gritted his teeth.

Magnolia, people die and birds are facing the sky, no matter who you are.

Just do it!

He directly showed off his usual nonsense with his game friends.

"You probably heard what I talked to that person just now. To be honest, let alone you, I think this is nonsense. What kind of game live broadcasts, who can watch it, let alone my 300-pound big man who snatched feet live broadcasts."

Qin Ce started the game while making trouble.

This time, the situation suddenly opened.

"Oh, I'll go, you three hundred pounds? Are you cheating on me?"

"Unlike, I tell you, we just saw it. You can't get more than two hundred kilograms."

“…”

When Qin Ce saw someone responding, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, indicating that his strategy was correct.

He quickly climbed down the pole and said, "Damn, what? Don't believe it? Come on, if you have the ability, come over, I will sit on you, see if you can get up?"

Barrage.

"Get out of the way, you're just two hundred pounds, I can't get up!"

“Hahaha, 6666!”

"interesting."

“…”

After chatting here, the game has officially begun.

I have to say that Qin Ce, as the god of war in the Internet cafe, still has a very deep game skills.

The understanding of the game is very high.

Many viewers deliberately made things difficult for him, and he answered them one by one.

For a moment, his live broadcast gradually improved.

Even Zhou Jingyuan, the little pepper, stared at the screen, motionless, as if she was learning operations.

This made Liang Lan secretly amazed: "How did Mr. Xiao Bu see that this person is suitable for live broadcasts? It's so amazing."

Wu Qianmin was also a little amazed: "This fat man was a little shy just now. Why did he look like a chatterbox when playing games?"

Lu Xiaobu smiled without saying a word. For such a war god in the Internet cafe, once they come into contact with the Internet and games, they are the real war gods, and no one can come.

However, the anchor he personally signed is not good enough, just a technical anchor.

The first level has taken action.

The whine monster comes out!

Lu Xiaobu released the first barrage: "Yeah!"

The audience saw Lu Xiaobu posting a barrage...

Suddenly!

"Yeah"

"Yeah yah yah yah"

"Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Yeah,Ye

"Yeah yah yah yah"

“…”

Countless whimpers instantly occupied the live broadcast room.

These viewers were having fun while refusing.

"I'll go, oh, oh, that's really a fucking barrage."

"I'm convinced, Young Master Xiao Bu, I can think of such barrage."

"It's fun, the screen is full of whimper."

“…”

They were happy. Qin Ce looked at the barrage of whimpering, his scalp was numb and he looked confused.

"I'm going, what are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing?"

As he said, his hands shook, and a mistake almost lost.

Seeing his mistake, the audience was even happier.

What five times?

They kept saying it until they were prohibited from speaking, then took a break and continued to send it.

Lu Xiaobu looked at this scene with a smile. As an anchor, it is not enough to just be able to play games, but also to solve the problem of rhythm.

As a whine monster who surrounds the major live broadcast rooms on Earth, it is definitely one of the most powerful rhythms.

Qin Ce was sweating anxiously now and didn't know what to do.

Mistakes in the game also occur frequently. If he hadn't done his best and made up for it in time, he would have lost this game.

But the more this happens, the more the audience posts, as if they just want to see him lose.

After all, teasing the anchor is definitely a great pleasure for the audience.

Even Wu Qianmin and the others were so happy that they couldn't straighten their waists: "Hey, hey, Lu Xiaobu, what the hell is this? Why are you so demonic?"

Liang Lan covered her mouth and chuckled at Qin Ce who was sweating profusely: "Young Master has caused a problem for Qin Ce! It's interesting to meet the new anchor."

Only Zhou Jingyuan, the tomboy, frowned: "What a fucking group of big men, how can you be so whispered! Are you disgusting?"

Wu Qianmin and Liang Lan looked at Zhou Jingyuan, and then looked at the whimper on the barrage...

At the same time, I fell speechless...

What's going on these days?
To be continued...