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Chapter 37 Popularity is on the rise!

07.Surge in popularity!

There is still one hour left before Jiang Siming starts broadcasting at 3pm.

The 99999 live broadcast room is already overcrowded. There are more than one million people online, and the number is still rising.

"I came here because of the famous online video "Walking Horse"!"

"I saw the killing video at Station B. It's like an animal. I came here to verify it!"

"Open the door, open the door! I want to listen to music!"

"Start killing, Mingshen, I want to see you kill on the Asian server!"

"Husband, when will it start broadcasting, eh eh eh eh..."

"Such a talented husband is mine!"

...

The popularity is soaring and it remains popular for a long time!

Jiang Siming's live broadcast room seems to have the potential to become the third brother.

If this popularity continues, besides veteran anchors PDD and Damascus, Jiang Siming is likely to become the third brother of the Sharks.

Many old anchors were jealous of Jiang Siming's popularity and thought he was cheating. However, after reporting him, they only received one sentence: "There's nothing wrong with him. It's just you who is petty."

It was almost three o'clock when Jiang Siming got over his car addiction and returned home to start the live broadcast.

Jiang Siming was a little dumbfounded when the broadcast started. What's going on? Why are there so many people!

Number of people online: 54,519, about 500,000.

Popularity value: 8787544, about 8.5 million.

Jiang Siming was stunned by this data.

When it first started broadcasting yesterday, the number of people was only a few hundred thousand, and the popularity was only a million.

Today’s launch data is a bit scary, Al.

"It's so lively today, good afternoon everyone." Jiang Siming greeted the audience into the microphone.

"It's finally on air, and you're a full minute late!"

"Mingshen, you're crazy. You're fifty seconds late. Just forgive us for singing "Walking Horse"."

"Come here specifically for "Walking Horse"!"

"I came from station B to learn skills. Will the anchor accept me as an apprentice?"

"Husband, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

...

"I looked at the barrage and saw that many people came here for "Zhou Ma", but this is not a music live broadcast room. What should I do?"

Jiang Siming's mournful tone made the audience happy, and they all said they would let you go if you sang just one song.

But knowing that the food you can't eat is the most delicious, how could Jiang Siming agree so easily?

"Let's do this. I'll sing a song for everyone before I go off. Is that okay?"

After saying that, regardless of the opinions of the audience, Jiang Siming logged into the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds game, he was so arrogant.

A great anchor must have this kind of momentum! Well, I learned pretty well, very similar.

"Yesterday when I was browsing Douyin, I found a video saying that Win94 is the weakest gun and also talked a lot of rubbish. Today I will play Win94 to prove it."

After Jiang Siming finished speaking, he changed to the desert map and started the game!

Those who came to listen to the music originally wanted to come back in the evening, but after hearing Jiang Siming's words, they all curiously stayed to watch for a while.

"The in94 is pretty weak, I never use this gun anyway."

"You can't install a magnifying glass, so you have to rely on machine sights. It's too difficult to play."

"Mingshen doesn't want to use this gun to kill chickens, does he?"

"If you can use in94 to win the game globally, five rockets won't be enough!"

"I believe in Mr. Ming!"

...

The lively comments from the audience include those who believe it and those who don’t.

It's not like yesterday, when I said I was ranked first in the Asian server in one day, it was all because Jiang Siming was dreaming.

Entering the vast desert map, Jiang Siming aimed at the most chaotic spot in the desert map, the city of Picado!

This is a paradise for desert thugs. Like Sano's Autistic City and the island's airport, they are both bloody and violent cities.

The place Jiang Siming chose to jump was the scariest boxing ring. Although there was a risk of not finding Win94, Jiang Siming's skydiving speed was much faster than others. Even if he couldn't find it, he could still run away.

As soon as the parachute was retracted, Jiang Siming rolled forward handsomely and fell into the third floor of the boxing stadium.

At this time, many people were still flying in the sky. Jiang Siming glanced at the third floor. Although there were many guns, there were none he wanted.

Even when facing AK, M416 and even the temptation of 98k, Jiang Siming ignored it and agreed to only play Win94.

After going down to the second floor, unfortunately there is still nothing!

At this time, other players have also arrived on the third floor to pick up guns.

The audience was anxious for Jiang Siming.

"Why don't you pick up a gun and do it first?"

"Pick up a gun first and then kill people. You can change it after you see Win94."

"If you don't pick up the gun, you will die. Stop being so persistent!"

"Please be human, I heard the footsteps going downstairs..."

Jiang Siming walked around the second floor but still couldn't find it, so he continued running downstairs. Someone behind him had already heard his footsteps and came over.

Finally, Huangtian paid off. In a lounge on the first floor, Jiang Siming saw the gun.

When picking up a gun and loading it, the reloading speed is very slow.

The sound of loading each round made the audience panic.

Coincidentally, as soon as I loaded the bullets, the player I was looking for came over with a gun, and it was also a big gun.

When he saw Jiang Siming and saw the in94 in his hand, the man smiled, with a confident expression on his face.

Lifting the thick black barrel, I wanted to give Jiang Siming a double spray package.

But Jiang Siming calmly raised the gun and pulled the trigger.

The nice bullet sound of Win94 is like a dull torpedo.

But within the dullness, there is a powerful power that has been suppressed for a long time.

The bullet passed through his head, and the player holding the spray gun fell to the ground with a look of dismay on his face.

The box lit up with a surprising white light.

"Pick up [Shotgun Mastery] fragments*1 (1/1), the number of fragments is full and can be used directly."

With good gaming skills, Jiang Siming collected the fragments, turned around and rushed up to the second floor with a gun.

With only a handful of in94 in his hand, he walked out with an aura that was full of divine attire.

There are three players on the second floor who are shooting at each other. One of them cannot withstand the attack of two people and wants to escape.

But he was snatched away by Jiang Siming with a Kobe style shot.

Among them, the player who could have taken the kill was very angry. He pointed the AK in his hand at Jiang Siming, trying to beat Jiang Siming into a sieve.

You must know that Jiang Siming plays a big game! He ranks first in the Asian server with 4500 points!

The people he matches are all the top-notch ones.

The player holding AK is also a well-known technical anchor of YY live broadcast.

I just ate some chicken, and his live broadcast room is very popular, with hundreds of thousands of viewers staring at it.

"Robbing heads, right? I want you to die in a rhythmic manner!"

Screaming angrily, he raised his gun and started shooting!

This anchor's shooting skills are also good. It stands to reason that Jiang Siming, whose whole body is exposed and has no cover, is bound to die.

But Jiang Siming managed to avoid this fatal bullet by moving left and right and twisting his body.

"What kind of fuck is this? Is he a Sima orphan?"

The young anchor used swear words casually and adjusted the muzzle of his gun to regain his position.

The muzzle of the gun was adjusted and Jiang Siming was successfully found. However, in the small anchor's magnifying glass, the figure who seemed to be the object in his pocket was lifting up the white in94 that looked harmless in his hand.

Bang!

The little anchor's vision went dark, and he turned into a corpse and fell to the ground, and the corpse rolled down from the audience. (To be continued)


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