No one would have thought that anyone would ask this question, including Ke Yi as the anchor.
It’s not that this question is taboo, but that, except for a small number of fans who have become friends, the vast majority of people are just here to have fun. No one cares about the anchor’s health, whether he has eaten or not, etc.!
Moreover, what is the occasion now?
Pansi Cave!
At this time, people in the live broadcast room only care about whether the voices of these accompanying girls are good, whether they look good, and whether the host has eaten dinner? Is he sick?
Therefore, although some viewers recognized this familiar ID, for the vast majority, they did not want to discuss this issue.
"Ahem." He coughed lightly. Although his heart was already in turmoil, Ke Yi wisely chose to calm down.
The storm was because Ke Yi finally confirmed the identity of this "old brother", and for a moment, he had mixed feelings about her concern. Although his heart was already rippling, he still didn't know how to express it.
And what about Yi Jing? Of course, it’s because: after all, he is currently live broadcasting. After all, it is impossible for him not to know how abrupt her question is. He does not want to disrupt the rhythm of his live broadcast for some messy reasons.
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"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, click 'Ready'."
After casually chatting as a test, Ke Yi's attention was completely focused on the barrage that was passing by quickly.
Fortunately, except for a few scattered barrages that replied something like "How do anchors have time to eat?" and "Anchors are making money and have no time to eat." After waiting, there didn't seem to be many barrages discussing this issue.
Most of the comments are still focused on "want to see the captives first" or "want to see the circles first".
"call."
The hanging heart was finally let go.
But although he still had some indescribable emotions, Ke Yi, who pretended not to see anything, still chose to clear his mind and focus on getting the premiere done.
"Eh? There's also a Wuhei team on the other side, right? I've been there before, and it seems pretty good!"
The words of Egg Tart completely brought Ke Yi back into the game.
"Oh? Really? In other words, do we have to be serious?"
The last shadow of Tian Xiran was squeezed out of the memory of his brain. At this time, Ke Yi quickly devoted himself to analyzing the lineup.
"Well, sure enough, Egg Tart is right. Look at the opponent's pick speed, it's obviously not just for fun. Hmm? Speed push? What? Is this for a game? Why did you choose such a standard speed?
Recommend a lineup?"
You won’t know if you don’t look at it, but you will be shocked when you look at it.
Although their principle is that winning or losing is not important as long as the program effect is good, but when it comes to playing games, who would really want to lose?
"Wow, Wanwan, we can't waste anymore, let's use the optimal configuration, right? I'll play the mid laner, Wanwan at the one position, the captive at the three, the circle at the fourth, Egg Tart protects Wanwan, and remember to support at any time.
Middle Road.”
Unknowingly, Ke Yi's words had become a bit serious.
"good!"
Moreover, all the women also echoed in unison.
"Wow, why do you feel so excited all of a sudden, brothers?"
Danmaku seemed to feel this aura as well.
"Western Scripture Collection Team, Oli is here!"
In this way, the entire live broadcast room was completely immersed in the atmosphere of the game.
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It has to be said that although the sisters are all carefully selected players, Ke Yi still feels a lot of pressure when encountering the five-black team on the opposite side.
"In the early stage, their lineup will definitely have an advantage in lane. Don't panic if you have disadvantages, brothers, uh, sisters."
"You can't take this wave, retreat, retreat quickly, okay, okay, it's okay, Wanwan, don't die."
"We definitely can't beat them now. Come back and defend the high ground. As long as they can't push them down in the mid-term, we can overturn them in the later stages."
The communication between them has all revolved around this game, and, unknowingly, even the audience has forgotten that they just want to see a photo.
"Hold this wave, Ness, Xiangshuai!"
“The awesome smell and handsomeness!”
"It turns out that Tang Monk is the most powerful among the Buddhist scripture-seeking team!"
The mood of the barrage was completely aroused by the situation on the field, and a certain inappropriate sentence someone just said has been forgotten by them long ago.
"Not bad, but don't open the champagne at halftime, we haven't won yet."
"Do you understand the situation? The opponent is very powerful in the mid-term. As long as Xiangshuai and the others hold on to this wave, they can win!"
"Sisters will make mistakes. You can't ask them to be like Xiangshuai, right?"
"Anyway, the most difficult period has been passed, but we still have to work steadily."
There were more and more barrages, and during the "prime time" after dinner, Ke Yi, as a small and medium-sized anchor, became the top three most popular anchor in this time period for the first time.
This was definitely something he had never imagined.
But, having said that, at this time, Ke Yi really had no time to be happy about his achievements.
He was so engrossed in the game that he almost didn't even have time to watch the barrage.
"No, no, no, don't go. Oops, I rushed you too hard in captivity. Come back to me if you're still alive."
"It's okay, it's okay, just delay it for a while."
"Come on, come on, the key group is here, kill the weakest one first, here and here, where are the skills? Okay, okay, okay! Nice!"
Finally, in Ke Yi's excited voice, they won the winning team. And the entire live broadcast room, including several sisters, also began to applaud.
"Xiang Shuai's strength is not affected at all!"
"Xiangshuai, are you really just discharged from the hospital?"
"This is our Xiangshuai! Xiangshuai will always support you!"
Victory is always joyful, although it inevitably comes with a price.
Just when the entire live broadcast room was immersed in a happy atmosphere, no one noticed that Chu Xiangshuai, as the protagonist, quietly remained silent for a short period of time.
Of course, he doesn't want to be silent and unassuming, so how can he be a host?
But now, he is really speechless.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. It seemed normal when he was playing the game just now, but now, after the game announced victory and he felt relaxed, he immediately felt that he was sweating all over.
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"call."
Feeling extremely uncomfortable, he just quietly tried to relax with deep breaths.
Isn’t this intensity too high?
After trying his best to suppress the feeling of nausea and vomiting, Ke Yi took the time to think.
Yes! Compared to his previous work intensity, it is indeed not high!
But what is the situation now?
Firstly, he had just been discharged from the hospital and his stomach problem had not yet recovered. Secondly, he had not played games for such a long time in almost half a month. Of course, thirdly, although it was already eight or nine o'clock, from 12 noon
From now on, he sat in front of the computer without eating anything or drinking a sip of water.
Without energy replenishment, a normal person would inevitably feel dizzy, let alone a "patient who was discharged without following medical advice" with a weak body?
"Huh. Well, thank you bosses for the gift! I was too tired from playing just now. I'm going to go to the toilet."
After finding an excuse, he was able to leave the live broadcast room where he had been sitting all afternoon. After returning to the bedroom and throwing himself on the pillow, it took him two or three minutes to slowly get rid of the spinning world. His stomach just wanted to go out.
The state of spitting out sour water.
"call."
After taking a few sips of the water placed on the bedside, Ke Yi finally slowly let out the breath he had been holding for a long time.
But just as he was about to stagger back to the live broadcast room, suddenly, the doorbell in the living room rang.
"Huh? Bai Yu is back?"
But when he walked to the living room and opened the door, what he saw in front of him was a man in yellow uniform.
"Hello, your takeaway."
"takeout?"
Ke Yi was confused.
"I didn't order takeout!"
"Well, I should have left right. Your name is Ke Yi, right?"
"Ah, yes, yes."
Ke Yi nodded.
"That's right. Take it, here is your yam and white fungus health porridge. By the way, there is also a supreme version of hand cake. I wish you a happy meal!"
It wasn't until the door was closed by the takeaway rider that Ke Yi stared blankly at the two bags in his hand before finally shaking his head with a wry smile.