Chapter 618 New Year, fireworks
One night, whether it was Lin Feng and the others sitting in front of the hot pot or the 300,000 fans in the live broadcast room, they were in high spirits.
Such a happy atmosphere, coupled with the warmth and joy of New Year's Eve, is enough to make everyone feel warm, very comfortable and comfortable.
Lin Feng and his friends sat around the dining table chatted all kinds of things, talking about the topics, talking about the gossip and professional leagues of League of Legends, and talking about other things. The friends and friends in the live broadcast room also listened with relish.
When talking about the National College League a while ago, the new friends in the live broadcast room couldn't help but learn that among the four people sitting in front of the hot pot, three of them were members of the champion team of this National College League.
Then some old fans praised and boasted to the new drivers again:
"Don't you know?"
"There are even more explosive inside stories!"
"The master Edishi I met in the ranks of Fengfeng Passerby in the previous round. When the National College League played the regional knockout round, he was the ace mid laner of the Zhejiang University team."
"As a result, our Feng Feng was defeated 3-2!"
Wow!
There is something like this!?
The new fans in the live broadcast room were once again shocked, and the eyes looking at Lin Feng were even more incredible as if they were looking at a god.
I immediately admired it!
Damn, they were already amazing enough in the past game of King Passerby.
Unexpectedly, this is not the first time the anchor brother and the great god Adisi have fought. They have even won the game of Bo5!?
Suddenly, a "6666" popped up again on the barrage, and Lin Feng waved his hand in a modest way for the praise from fans:
"Oh, it's okay."
"The main thing is that I'm stronger."
The audience members in the live broadcast room fainted when they heard it.
Is this called modesty?
The soul is so naive that you are boasting and showing off!!
Su Xue, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but curl her lips: "Just listen to this dead little devil's nonsense..."
But she was about to say a few words to ridicule Lin Feng, but she couldn't help but choke because she suddenly remembered it. Now she knew Lin Feng's true identity back then.
The strongest professional mid laner in the national server in the S1 season, can lead the team to the S1 World Finals and the existence of "F" Han Shihao's arm wrestling player.
Such a record and strength are really modest.
And only a very small number of people know about this kind of thing, otherwise if someone’s identity was exposed in the live broadcast room at this time...
Oh My God.
Su Xue couldn't help but feel trembling. She probably had to double her popularity in the live broadcast room in minutes?
Forget it, calm, calm, she is very satisfied to have the popularity of 300,000 viewers tonight. If she really makes a big news, she can't control the scene.
...
It was until eleven o'clock in the evening, and the popularity of the audience in the live broadcast room was almost stable at about 320,000. Finally, it stopped rising, but it did not fall.
The fans, both new and old, who entered the live broadcast room, stayed in Su Xue's live broadcast room for at least several hours tonight on New Year's Eve, just watching Lin Feng, Su Xue and others were eating hot pot and chatting nonsense. At this moment, they were still in a state of interest and didn't even want to leave.
Some new fans started to clamor:
"Xuexue sings a song!"
"Brothers, I just came tonight. The anchor girl sings a song~"
Before Su Xue could react, the old fans were shocked first.
Damn, it was indeed a group of new drivers, and I didn’t know how terrible the consequences would be for saying such words.
Xuexue's other nickname in their live broadcast room, and these new drivers have never heard of it.
Is the e-sports death song OK?
"It's over, it's going to be rough now!"
"I'm taking jujube pills in this live broadcast room!"
There was a barrage of wailing, and Su Xue was so angry that she saw it: "Hey, hey, hey, hey, I'll die if I give me some face in front of new fans. Isn't it that bad to sing, right?"
Seeing such a hot popularity in the live broadcast room tonight, Su Xue was indeed very interested. She really presented a song in front of more than 300,000 fans and sang a song.
After singing a song.
The live broadcast room was quiet.
Su Xue looked at the barrage that suddenly disappeared in the live broadcast room, and she looked dark:
"Hey, hey, give me some reaction."
"Is this too embarrassing, okay?"
The next moment, finally, many new fans and fans smiled dryly and posted barrage:
"Ahhh, it's pretty good!"
"Xuexue sang very nicely."
"It's OK!"
All kinds of insincere words and all kinds of guilty consent. Other old fans looked at the new driver with sympathy. I said it long ago that the power of the e-sports death song is not something that ordinary people can imagine. You are asking for death by yourself. Fortunately, they lowered the volume immediately, otherwise this wave of damage would be too great to withstand.
Since even Su Xue had sang, An Xin and Tang Bingyao immediately sang songs separately under the instigation of fans and fans in the live broadcast room.
In comparison, whether it is Baozi or Tangtang, they sing much more reliable than Su Xue.
A group of fans were satisfied with listening to it, and felt that their injuries had been much better after being baptized by the Death Song's ultimate move.
Lin Feng looked around and raised his hand:
"Where is me?"
"Do I sing too?"
The next second someone will be suppressed by everyone and rejected it with unanimous votes.
Let Feng Feng sing?
A group of old fans all looked so nervous that they tried their best to persuade and warn the new drivers, don't, this is really a big deal.
"You just learned about the power of the song of death just now?"
"Let Feng Feng sing..."
"Do you know what a hundred dead songs are that are terrifying at the same time?"
...
After a night of joy and laughter, it was almost twelve o'clock.
The New Year's bell finally rang at about twelve o'clock.
In the video of the Spring Festival Gala program channel on TV, as the countdown ended, fireworks exploded and salutes were set off. With the enthusiastic announcement of the host of the Spring Festival Gala, the new year of the Spring Festival has finally arrived.
"Happy New Year!!"
Lin Feng, Su Xue, An Xin and Tang Bingyao, who were sitting at the dining table, shouted out in unison.
The barrage on the live broadcast room was instantly flooded with "Happy New Year".
Su Xue picked up the cup and drank a sip of juice, and sighed with satisfaction:
"This New Year's Eve tonight..."
“It’s really a perfect life!”
At this moment, many fans in the live broadcast room had such a night of joy and noisy, and were almost tired late at night, and they posted barrage to say good night to Lin Feng, Su Xue and others.
"Oh, are you going to sleep?"
Su Xue looked at the barrage and waved to the fans who said goodbye:
"Go and go, you should be tired after making trouble all night."
"By bye, good night, good night~"
"See you tomorrow."
Finally, the live broadcast in the live broadcast room was turned off. Su Xue watched the time. It was already 0:10 am in the New Year.
Although it was not too early, the few people, including her, were still quite excited and had no sleepiness at all.
So Su Xue, who was intrigued, proposed again:
"Hey, go to the roof and set off fireworks!"
Tang Bingyao heard Mengmeng tilted her head: "But... Isn't it allowed to set off fireworks this year?"
Su Xue laughed: "What is forbidden is a big guy with the kind of salute and fireworks that can be ascended to the sky. It doesn't matter if we go to the roof to put some smaller ones. I've bought a bunch of line-type cold fireworks and fireworks fountains!"
Lin Feng was the first to raise his hand happily:
"I want to let it go!"
An Xin, who was beside her, also smiled sweetly and echoed:
"Well, I haven't let it go in a long time."
"Let's go~"
Updates are given. The next chapter is before six o'clock, the new week, please give me flowers, and the next chapter ends this plot (I'm still a little reluctant to leave it alone.
Chapter completed!