Chapter 210 In the future, the news agency will have the final say
At this moment, Enxi buried her little head in her mother's arms and closed her eyes tightly, completely oblivious to the way she bravely smashed the doll just now.
After all, he is just a four-year-old child.
"Enxi, look, the big flying squirrel was caught by my uncle. In fact, the big flying squirrel is not scary at all."
Lin Cheng showed a big smile and raised the bat in his hand.
Enxi raised her head buried in her mother's arms.
As a result, the bat grinned and struggled desperately, exposing its fangs in its mouth towards the little girl. It looked particularly terrifying.
The little girl who was already on the verge of tears burst into tears all of a sudden.
"Enxi, don't cry. It's uncle's fault."
Lin Cheng suddenly panicked and wanted to reach out to hug the little girl, but realized that he was still holding the bat in his hand.
"It's all your fault."
Lin Cheng couldn't find anything strange, so he raised his left hand and hit the bat on the forehead.
The bat that was still struggling just now seemed to be stunned and stopped struggling.
"Enxi, look, the big flying squirrel doesn't dare to be aggressive anymore."
Lin Cheng held the bat tightly through his thick gloves, leaving only one head exposed and shook it in front of the little girl.
The little girl couldn't help but raise her head and take a sneak peek again.
Don't tell me, this bat doesn't look ferocious when it has its fangs retracted. Instead, its big watery eyes and protruding nose look a bit ugly.
The bat did not move even after receiving an old punch from Lin Cheng. It looked at the little girl pitifully, with a strong desire to survive.
The little girl was immediately amused. She stretched out her hand to wipe away her tears, buried her face in her mother's arms, and muttered in disgust: "The flying squirrel is so ugly."
Lin Cheng quickly walked to the window and threw the bat out. The guy flapped in the air a few times and quickly disappeared.
"Hey! The big flying squirrel has been driven away by uncle. If it dares to scare Enxi again in the future, Enxi will tell uncle and he will beat it next time, okay?"
"Um."
Enxi pursed her lips and nodded, then put aside her grievances and followed her mother to change clothes.
After a while, the little girl Enxi changed into a cute panda coat and came out. She was jumping up and down, but she didn't look like she was crying just now.
"Lin Cheng, take Enxi over and stay for a while. I'll clean the house first."
Zheng Siyan found the disinfectant and prepared to thoroughly clean all corners of the room.
Lin Cheng felt that Zheng Shiyan was making a fuss out of a molehill, but Zheng Shiyan was persistent.
I don’t know if it’s because she loves to be clean, or because she’s cautious as a mother.
So, Lin Cheng simply took the little girl to look for Han Shuyan next door.
The sun shines gently on the balcony.
The little girl leaned in Han Shuyan's arms and spoke aggrievedly about the terrible experience just now.
"The big flying squirrel is so ugly~~ His teeth are so long."
"Just now Enxi was very brave. Enxi hit the big flying squirrel with Poululu."
"Mom is also good at catching the big flying squirrel. Mom is amazing."
"Also, uncle told Enxi to shout 'Demacia' when she is scared in the future, so that she won't be scared anymore."
Even though the little girl couldn't speak clearly in longer sentences, she still tried hard to describe the scene in her little head, and from time to time she stretched out her short hand to make gestures.
The tiger coat just now was already very cute, but now the little girl changed into a black and white panda coat, which was even more adorable. A small black and white dumpling was nestled in her arms, which made Han Shuyan's heart melt.
She tilted her ears and listened very carefully, just like when she listened to Lin Cheng's chatter.
The originally dull little girl would act like an ordinary child in front of Han Shuyan, immersed in her own world.
Looking at this scene, Lin Cheng felt inexplicably warm.
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After lunch, Zheng Shiyan took the little girl back to rest.
Lin Cheng is going to go back and live broadcast for a while while he has time.
Hmm~~~The sun is shining right. If you don’t go on a live broadcast to become famous, why don’t you continue to sit on the balcony and be a waste?
When I returned to the room, I first went to get a glass of water, and then slowly logged into my live broadcast account.
Due to the temporary launch, there were very few people in the live broadcast room.
Lin Cheng: "Brothers in the live broadcast room! I, Lin Cheng, the most handsome boy in Douyu is here! Those who miss me raise their hands, those who love me cheer, and those who scold me, get out!"
"He~~~~tui! A mouthful of thick phlegm greets you."
"I'm knocking! Brother Cheng, can you be more low-key when you go online? Such a shameful appearance makes me want to smash my fan sign."
"Brother Chengzi is the number one professional player who makes fans feel embarrassed."
"It's my birthday! It starts broadcasting on weekend afternoons? Can your fucking live broadcast be on time?"
"Usually, the live broadcast is not active. It is common to arrive late and leave early. During the broadcast, he often conducts surprise attacks like a guerrilla. This anchor is really outrageous."
Lin Cheng drank water slowly. Since there were few people in the live broadcast room, he was not in a hurry to start the game and simply started to interact with the barrage.
"Brother Chengzi, we have a barbecue stall next week, can you win?"
Lin Cheng is very confident: "It's not a big problem. According to the current ranking, we may have to run into T1 in the playoffs."
"KT is the standard power bank for barbecue stalls. Forget about the regular season, T1 in BO5 is even more powerful."
Lin Cheng disagreed: "What is a royal power bank? The day Brother Cheng first played, he smashed the power bank sign on KT's head with his own hands. Let me tell you, from now on, when the news agency fights, Brother Cheng will have the final say?
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"Nothing wrong, KT is SKT's power bank, not T1's power bank."
"This guy is becoming more and more inappropriate. You have the final say in the news agency war? Where did you put Brother Li?"
"T1? Just an internet marketing team. Lee Sang Hyuk? Just a mid laner who shoots commercials every day."
"Brother Chengzi, please keep a low profile. SKT still has a lot of fans in China."
Lin Cheng sneered: "Who am I, Lin Cheng? Do I have to be timid when speaking and doing things? I'm not one of those dog-licking commentators. When I say something sexy, it depends on the number of fans the other party has."
While talking, Lin Cheng opened the web page, "Besides, how many fans can T1 have? Can they still attack me?"
Open T1’s official Weibo and take a look.
Great guy! Nearly 1 million followers.
Although Lin Cheng doesn't use Weibo, he can't escape from the Douyu live broadcast room.
It really pissed off T1 fans, I'm afraid they will come to the live broadcast room every day to curse.
After the World Championship last year, Lin Cheng was lucky enough to meet RNG mid laner Xiaohu during his live broadcast.
Even if the house manager is super awesome, he can't stop the knights that fill the screen. It's really outrageous.
"Ahem! Where did you say that? There was a news agency war, right?"
Lin Cheng coughed dryly and changed the topic, "I think it's a 50-50 split between the two sides. Although our KT team is in good shape recently, T1 has a deep foundation after all. I have never played a BO5 game, so it will still depend on the on-the-spot performance.
And T1 also has legendary players like Faker. I grew up watching Brother Li’s games, and I have always been a fan of Brother Li. I respect him very much, so don’t let me lead you.”
The fans in the live broadcast room were stunned by the speed of Lin Cheng's change of expression.
"Fuck! Isn't this too real? After seeing the number of T1 fans, I immediately changed my mind."
"True face-changing master."
"Brother Chengzi: T1? How many fans can this bad team have and still attack me? Oh! 1 million! I can't afford to offend you."
"What do you mean we lead your rhythm? Brother Chengzi obviously said that the news agency war is his final say, but now he is putting the blame on the fans?"
"What a guy! You are the first one to blame your own fans."