Returning to the room after dinner, Lin Cheng saw that it was still early and simply logged into Douyu to prepare for live streaming of two games.
Due to the intensive training and competition after the start of the second round, Lin Cheng has not broadcast live for nearly ten days.
“Come on, brother!”
“Happy birthday! Orange Brother will start broadcasting again on Friday.”
“Have you finally remembered that you still have a Douyu account?”
“A week! A whole week! Do you know how I spent this week?”
“I have been practicing your bad Silas this week. Do you know how difficult it is to practice? (Funny)”
“MMP is really poisonous. I also bought Silas after watching his game, but I imitated his three-piece suit and fell down instantly without Zhongya entering the field.”
“Please stop showing off during the competition. That Qinggangying that I saw today made me autistic. The Qinggangying who has worked thousands of times looks like a retard compared to you.”
Facing the cordial greetings from the barrage, Lin Cheng was also moved, "Hoho! Brothers are very enthusiastic. I'm very happy to see you guys jumping up and down. Brother Cheng, it's April Fool's Day soon. I wish you a happy April Fool's Day."
“Brother Cheng, you are so polite. I wish you the green light to take the ambulance all the way.”
“You must have a medical insurance card if you are terminally ill.”
“You will be beaten until you are beaten by young people.”
“If you, a prostitute, are caught, you will definitely have a hood to wear.”
Facing the surge of blessings from the underworld, Lin Cheng paused when opening the client, and said in a strange tone, "It's hard for me to deal with you being so enthusiastic."
Then, Lin Cheng said meaningfully: "I remembered that we haven't done any fan welfare for so long since it started broadcasting. I'm going to give you a big gift today."
There are question marks on the barrage.
“Brother Chengzi took the wrong medicine? He was actually asked to receive welfare benefits.”
“Brother Chengzi, this stingy guy, will probably give us a lollipop each.”
Lin Cheng chuckled: "Don't underestimate me, I have prepared three red envelopes, each with an amount of 6666. Isn't it grand?"
“Brother Chengzi is so awesome.”
“Brother Chengzi has lost his mind? Can you get back the 20,000 yuan if you receive 20 super hits during the live broadcast?”
Lin Cheng changed the topic, "However, this red envelope is not in the form of a lottery. Since we are League of Legends anchors, we follow the rules of the world. Whichever of you wins solo, I will take the red envelope away. First come, first served. Give away.
It’ll stop when it’s over.”
Lin Cheng finally showed his true colors:
Brother Cheng was originally in a good mood after winning the competition today. When I came in, you all greeted me in a weird way, so I will also beat up the fans to cheer me up.
The group of people were immediately confused. Lin Cheng is so insidious. His laning details can be seen in the LCK now, but he shamelessly wants to be solo with his fans.
Of course, there are many ace pilots who have applied to fight. After all, what if Lin Cheng’s hand cramps and the car rolls over?
“Brother Chengzi deliberately consumes fans? If you have the strength of a king, who will come to watch your live broadcast?”
“If you have any unique skills in the canyon, go out and practice with Brother Chengzi.”
“I’ll come, I’ll come! The Silver King of Zaun applies to fight.”
“Brother Orange, Yasuo made me laugh, so I’m going to beat him up to make everyone angry.”
Lin Cheng: “I don’t have the Chinese server client. I’ll go to the Korean server to build a SOLO room later. You can come if you want. I will write the password on the room.”
“Fuck! It’s still Hanbok, I have no chance.”
“Actually, my solo performance is better than Brother Chengzi’s, but I don’t have a Korean server account, which is a pity.”
“I don’t have a Korean server account, so Brother Chengzi can’t beat me. (Funny)”
“Who is a serious person who plays in the Korean server? Isn’t he good at the Black Iron Brawl in the national server?”
Lin Cheng said in a loud voice: "I have set up the arena. As long as you come, I will take it. There are no conditions, and there are no messy things like tickets. No matter whether you are my fans or not, if you come in and win SOLO, I will give you red envelopes. You
If you have the ability, it’s okay to find a master to join the battle.”
Now the fans are completely blown away. Generally speaking, this kind of anchor's solo competition must have at least certain conditions, such as being a fan of the anchor. Some anchors even have to give gifts before they can accept a solo.
Lin Cheng’s condition is too arrogant. Is he just going to accept someone when he comes?
What about other anchors or professional players joining in the fun? You must know that many professional players are live broadcasting at this point.
No matter how awesome Lin Cheng is, he can’t guarantee that he will be invincible in solo, right?
At this moment, the user with the ID of ‘Cheng Zi Ge’s number one fan’ suddenly rewarded Lin Cheng with a super rocket.
This ID Lin Cheng has a deep impression on him. He was very popular in the Aiming live broadcast room and successfully attracted Lin Cheng's attention. Later, after Lin Cheng started broadcasting, he also rewarded him many times.
Lin Cheng: “Thank you to my number one fan for the tip, but I won’t tip you any more in the future. I’ll take it. Watching the live broadcast is just for fun.”
Cheng Zi Ge’s number one fan: Cheng Zi Ge, can you SOLO with me? I have an account on the Korean server.
Lin Cheng naturally said it was no problem, "Okay, I will tell you the password first, and we will be solo first."
Login to the client, Lin Cheng was preparing to create a room, when a person sent a friend request.
The account number is a Korean ID, and Lin Cheng successfully applied.
There was a voice invitation sent over there.
The voice connection was connected, and a pleasant female voice sounded: "Brother Chengzi, it's me, it's me, I'm your number one fan."
Lin Cheng: “???”
He had no idea that this number one fan was actually a woman. Shouldn’t he be a big-footed guy?
The live broadcast room exploded instantly.
“Holy shit! What is this? Am I deaf?”
“Brother Chengzi has a female fan? Ye Qingjie.”
“The voice sounds pretty good, why does it sound familiar to me?”
The voice of the ‘number one fan’ rang out again: “Brother Chengzi, I am actually the anchor of Huya, and I gave you your nickname.”
Lin Cheng was shocked: "Huya anchor, do you still dare to connect with me? Are you really an outlaw?"
“No, no, I just downloaded it before watching your live broadcast.”
Seeing the name of an anchor flashed up on the barrage, Lin Cheng asked tentatively: "Are you Wan Wan?"
“It’s me, it’s me, Brother Chengzi knows about me?” The voice over there was a little excited.
Lin Cheng nodded: "I didn't know about it until later. I always wanted to thank you for your support."
Speaking of which, Wanwan was the first anchor to broadcast OB Lin Cheng's RANK live. Lin Cheng only found out about it later when fans in his live broadcast room talked about it.
Even this guy even secretly visited the Huya live broadcast room once. After discovering that Wanwan was very beautiful, he felt a little proud. It turned out that he also had a female fan with such good looks.
Lin Cheng casually chatted with her for a few words, then hung up the phone and made a room.
When Wanwan entered the game room, the two quickly began to choose heroes.
In order to take care of the fans in the first game, Lin Cheng deliberately chose the recruitment mode.
Lin Cheng asked in the live broadcast room: "Wanwan, what hero are you best at?"
The number one fan of Brother Chengzi: I want to play Qinggang Shadow.
Lin Cheng: "Okay."
After saying that, he disabled the Qinggang Shadow with his backhand.
