Chapter Fifteen: Brother Meng is Killing Crazy
I used my new phone to re-listen to "Broken Dreams".
"Good guy, this private message is going to blow up!"
As soon as he logged into his account, the number of private messages in his personal column instantly reached 999, and his phone was still buzzing non-stop. It seemed like someone else was sending him messages.
Fortunately, users who did not follow each other could only send three messages, so they were not bombarded too much.
Zhou Meng quickly clicked on the settings and turned off the private messaging function for strangers. The phone that had been beeping suddenly became quiet.
Then press and hold the little red dot to directly mark all private messages as read.
For people with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, any little red dot on the message page is unforgivable.
After doing this, Zhou Meng felt comfortable instantly.
Click to follow.
It was early in the morning, and the overall popularity of the platform was very average. None of the anchors that I paid attention to were live broadcasting. There were a few anchors in the game area, but Zhou Meng didn't want to watch the game live broadcast at this time.
After searching, it seems that the anchor named Yiyi who went there yesterday is not live broadcasting either.
Zhou Meng couldn't help but secretly thought it was a pity.
That Yi Yi's appearance really moved Zhou Meng's heart.
Yesterday I was shopping for gifts in her live broadcast room. To be honest, the biggest reason was because Xiao Gezi and Chaofeng were so crazy. Secondly, it was also partly because Yi Yi’s talent and appearance were in line with Zhou Meng’s aesthetics.
Zhou Meng clicked on the Star Show Channel column again.
Most of the live broadcasters are male anchors, and most of them are news anchors.
"Dasheng's popularity is still booming. On this page, almost half are Dasheng's anchors."
Zhou Meng frowned.
To be honest, this Dasheng Union is really unpopular.
Needless to say, the strength is definitely No. 1 on the Tiger Shark platform.
But the problem is that the fans of this Dasheng Union are all idiotic fans.
As long as their anchors win the PK, they will all run over to taunt the other side. But if they lose, they will also run to the other side to pretend that their eldest brother is not here. What if he is?
How about this.
Anyway, no matter whether you win or lose, the person on the other side of the PK will get sprayed.
It would be fine if there were only a few dozen, but the problem is that there are almost hundreds of such people in Dasheng Guild.
There are almost no second-tier or above anchors in other guilds on Tiger Shark who have escaped the murderous hands of Dasheng Guild. Ba1 Chinese website
The number one person on the homepage right now is Damu, the news guy from Dasheng Guild who is currently broadcasting live.
Zhou Meng didn't mean to click on Damu's live broadcast, so he skipped it and scrolled down. He found a small guild in Jinlun, where a news anchor named Po Shang was live broadcasting.
The privileges of the Emperor are still too obvious. Zhou Meng has no intention of logging in directly. That would be too boring, so he might as well take a look first.
Therefore, Zhou Meng first logged out and then entered the live broadcast room. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhang Shang chatting there.
"Brothers, you don't know about the battle situation yesterday. A certain Feng wanted to provoke me, Brother Meng, in the live broadcast room. My Brother Meng didn't want to accept the move at first, but a certain Feng was so shameless, and Brother Meng got angry.
I chose to challenge."
"But it should be said that this certain wind is still quite capable. After the war started, he renewed his subscription for ten months in the live broadcast room."
"But guess what, Brother Meng didn't pay any attention to it, he just said something plainly in the live broadcast room? Brother Meng's words really stimulated a certain wind, and this guy also got angry, and then he instantly
The number of views in the live broadcast room was 16,000."
"Then, then, anchor, hurry up and say it, don't keep tempting people!"
Several viewers in the live broadcast room stopped to drink water when they heard what Zhang Shang said, and they immediately became anxious.
Husha has so many anchors every day, and the occasional battle in a live broadcast room is invisible to most viewers.
But the big brother's reward is only for a few minutes. After that, if you want to watch it again, you have to watch the recording or listen to what others say.
But many recordings and broadcasts are incomplete. Some start from the middle, and some people don’t remember to record until the end. And even if they are complete, watching live recordings always makes people feel weird. Naturally, they don’t hear others say they are passionate.
Already.
This is what news anchors do. They turn hot topics on the platform into news formats every day, and then broadcast them in the live broadcast room every morning. This is also one of the features of the live broadcast platform.
As for what happened today, I knew it was very satisfying as soon as I heard it, but I stopped talking about the injury halfway through, and the appetite of the audience in the live broadcast room was instantly whetted.
"Then, brothers, should you give me some small gifts? The host got up early and hasn't even eaten breakfast yet."
Broken Shang sighed.
"Boil it, ten hot pots are enough!"
A tourist laughed and cursed, and ordered ten hot pots in an instant.
One hot pot is six yuan, and ten is sixty-six yuan.
"That's enough, that's enough. Thank you for the reward, brother. Let's continue now!"
Po Shang immediately beamed with joy.
It's time to open the door!
Bao Shang took a sip of water and continued to speak:
"Then, Brother Meng started the process, and immediately opened a swordsman noble in the Yiyi broadcast room."
"Swordsman?"
The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned.
They originally thought that Brother Meng would directly make a show of being a king or something.
A swordsman fights a duke, is there anything wrong?
"Don't worry, brothers, when Brother Meng activated Swordsman, the audience in the live broadcast room also saw it. That certain wind also mocked Brother Meng, but guess what?"
"Hey, Brother Meng fired another knight and lord with his backhand!"
As soon as Baoshang slapped the table, his whole body suddenly became excited.
"Damn it, are you saying that Brother Meng is going to use the king's trick?"
Some viewers in the live broadcast room reacted.
Broken head shook his head:
"What is the King's Set? Brother Meng, is that the one who uses the King's Set?"
"When Brother Meng reached the lord, both the audience in the live broadcast room and the anchors on both sides, including the certain Feng who had quit the network, basically broke out in a cold sweat. They all understood that this was a king trick at the very least!"
"But in the end, Brother Meng used an emperor's set with his backhand, and it was an emperor's set!"
Zhang Shang stood up, took pictures of the table, and specially showed off the screenshots of the full Mengge Emperor set that he had collected yesterday.
Zhou Meng couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.
This injury is really interesting.
Why does it look like you're just fooling around?
But for Zhou Meng, isn’t watching the live broadcast just for fun?
Zhou Meng did not hesitate and logged into his account again.
The next moment, the live broadcast room instantly lit up with a touch of gold.
A giant dragon instantly appeared in the center of the live broadcast room, then raised the ID "Broken Dream" high and slid to the first place in the VIP seat of the live broadcast room.
The audience in the live broadcast room were both stunned when Zhang Shang was bragging.
"Damn it, Brother Meng is here?"
The whole person suddenly shivered.
He is just a second-tier anchor, and even though he was given a courtesy in Yiyi's broadcast room yesterday, it was just a matter of good popularity. He never thought that Brother Meng would come to his broadcast room.
But today, Brother Meng is actually here?
"Welcome Brother Meng!"
"Welcome my brother Meng to the live broadcast room!"
The wound suddenly let out a roar, and the whole person almost jumped up.
"The Emperor [Broken Dream] sends [Treasure Map]*1!"
"The Emperor [Broken Dream] sends [Treasure Map]*2!"
"The Emperor [Broken Dream] sends [Treasure Map]*3!"
"...."
"The Emperor [Broken Dream] sends [Treasure Map]*10!"
Zhou Meng didn't hesitate, raised his hand and handed out ten treasure maps.
Seeing ten treasure maps in a row, Zhang Shang's eyes suddenly widened, and his breathing became a little faster.
Chapter completed!