Qin Yan was leading three girls to play a game when he suddenly noticed that the barrage on the tablet exploded.

Moreover, the brands displayed by the users who swiped the screen were so neat that it made people frown.

Qin Yan's heart skipped a beat.

This is not what rhythm is!

Moreover, it is the same platform rhythm that Qin Yan is very reluctant to touch.

It's not that Qin Yan is afraid, but that Qin Yan is annoyed by these nonsense, which will waste Qin Yan's precious time and make himself upset.

The so-called worshiping the top of the mountain that I thought of earlier will not really work, right?

These neat anchor brands seem to be the morning shift overlords in the C station area.

“Go to Ben Savar’s live broadcast room to apologize!”

"Go and pay homage to me, you know you're going to get into big trouble?"

"World champion, hurry up, or my army will rush into your live broadcast room!"

Qin Yan was dumbfounded.

When the last corpse whipping incident occurred, Qin Yan jokingly formed his own Yan Family Army, which was actually a nickname for his fans.

Unexpectedly, my own army has appeared now, and even rushed into my own live broadcast room to refresh the screen and set the rhythm.

Is this what this anchor meant?

Ben Savar?

Qin Yan searched for this ID and found that it was the most popular one in the morning at Station C, and the IDs of the other three people waiting in the lobby all started with CCTV.

In other words, these are all anchors at station C.

It's really a big deal.

What happened was that Qin Yan snatched someone else's cake just because he thought about it!

And after listening to this big brother’s instigation in the live broadcast room, Qin Yan knew that there are really people who would actively incite fans to go to other people’s live broadcast rooms to watch and follow the rhythm.

Such militants must have relatively good fan stickiness to have the confidence to do this.

Qin Yan shook his head after looking at the changing IDs in his live broadcast room and looking at the popularity figures that were much higher than his own.

The Yan family army began to fight back.

Reply, ban.

But the house management really can't seal it, let alone it's so early in the morning, it's impossible for all the house management to be there.

Qin Yan closed his microphone and roughly told the girls what he had done.

"Is there really such a domineering person?" Meng Guanyue frowned.

Sister Yueyue, who is kind-hearted, believes that there must be many good people in this world, so when encountering such provocation, Meng Guanyue will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

"Fuck him to death!!!" Yuan Maomao shouted, waving his fists.

It was early in the morning and I was very energetic.

"Yes!" She Yayi felt a little irritated.

Qin Yan smiled slightly and then made a decision.

Play the game normally!

Let passers-by decide who is the bad guy.

I originally woke up this morning to practice shooting with the girls, but it was not a good choice to go up to fight with one, no, four anchors who combined could overpower me.

Of course, Qin Yan is not a coward who will hold back.

He will write it down.

After going through a fight with MLGB, he understood that doing bad things will be punished.

And Jun Zitao, who once stepped on him, was also severely slapped in the face by his own world championship.

As for these four morning anchors, let them make trouble.

There are lessons to be learned from the consequences of inciting fans to do bad things!

Fortunately, these people who set the pace can also heat themselves up.

Maybe, because the content of your live broadcast is very good, you may become a fan.

The troops who came to Qin Yan's live broadcast room to carry out his master's will did not expect that Qin Yan could still laugh under the rhythmic barrage that filled the screen.

After turning off the mic for a short while, the first thing he did when he turned on the mic was to shout: "Welcome all friends from my army to come and see my operation."

"You won't suffer. After all, I am the world champion. Come back to me if your skills don't improve after watching this. Remember." Qin Yan grinned.

The indifferent attitude made my army furious.

Some of Qin Yan's fans had accompanied Qin Yan all the way. They had long known how lethal Qin Yan's attitude would be to those who were angry, and they immediately burst into laughter.

"Okay, room manager, let's take a rest. It's so early in the morning and let's start our game today."

Qin Yan clicked the ranking button.

There was no delay, and Bensavar could see Qin Yan's updates immediately.

"Sniper!"

The morning shift guy at station C gave instructions.

Snipe the convoy led by this brat Qin Yan.

Anchors are actually very afraid of sniping by water friends. Although some water friends can cooperate and interact, most of them still peek at the screen and chase the anchors to kill them for fun.

A very few of them have evil intentions, thinking that they are just here to mess with you.

For example, a water friend turns on the microphone and suddenly plays the national anthem to the host during the interaction. How do you deal with this?

It's properly blocked!

Even if you stand up directly to show respect, a one-day ban is inevitable.

If the anchor you want to engage is still the kind of person who has some background in pornography, it shouldn’t be too easy to kill him.

Just dig a hole, jump down, and never get up again.

As a good young man in the new century, Qin Yan will definitely not follow in the footsteps of some people, but he is also worried about being screwed.

Just after queuing into the game, Qin Yan knew through some barrages that the four-man convoy was coming to snipe them.

Malicious sniper!

How much hatred and resentment this is.

After shaking his head, Qin Yan continued to play the game normally.

The jump point in the first game directly locked their team's main jump point, P City.

"Coming, coming!"

"They're coming!"

"Brother, go ahead, go ahead, kill Qin Huohuo!"

Some very weird fans actually stayed in Qin Yan’s live broadcast room to watch Qin Yan be killed.

"Ahem, be careful." Qin Yan closed the microphone and turned on it immediately.

The girls were ordered to adjust themselves well.

Kill on the ground!

When Qin Yan ran into the second floor to pick up a gun, a message that She Yayi had knocked down the enemy popped up in the lower left corner.

"CCTV?"

After showing some jumping punch skills and successfully knocking down the enemy who wanted to occupy the same house with her, She Yayi was stunned and reacted instantly after seeing the prefix of the enemy's name.

"Brother Yan, they are here with me!"

"Wait, come right away!"

Qin Yan also reacted quickly.

If it were normal times, the barrage would definitely say "Colleagues are here. Colleagues are here."

There are no colleagues now.

There are just people and dogs!

"Here we come!"

Meng Guanyue and Yuan Maomao quickly went into the house to pick up the gun.

As long as he randomly picks up a gun, he will immediately approach She Yayi.

But at this time, things moved too fast.
To be continued...