Gu Xingyou had a smooth life for the first eighteen years of his life. He was born in a well-to-do family and was held in the palm of his family's hands. He grew up into a noble and delicate little peacock. It was only when I went to college that I realized how cheap living expenses were. Shen Qinglan was moved when her roommate said that "you can earn snack money by broadcasting casually".
After returning home on the weekend, he set up the equipment and decided to rely on his strength (game skills) to conquer the audience.
However, reality gave him a loud slap in the face.
At the beginning of a certain four-character national mobile game, his controls were deformed and his movements were weird. He was killed by the opponent to pieces, and the screen turned gray over and over again.
The barrage instantly boiled:
[Hahahaha what kind of operation is this? Hit with your feet?
[Don't rush, don't rush. If you continue to fight, the opponent will think it's too slow.
[Throw a handful of rice on the screen, and the chicken will move better than the anchor.
Gu Xingyou couldn't bear this, her cheeks turned red, she frowned and immediately replied: "It just didn't feel good today! What do you know? I made the mistake because I was wearing this new skin, it... It felt too floating!"
Audience: "..."
Later, the barrage style changed:
[Anchor, are you serious about this operation? I could see my toes digging out three rooms and one living room.
[Don't scold those in front! Haven't you seen that our stars are all red-eyed!
[That is, you scolded him and left. If you don't broadcast it anymore, why should I watch it]
[If you feel bad, practice more! But the skin does look good! Use a rocket to compensate!
[Newcomers, don't follow the bad guys, we love this anchor! I'll scold you again!
As a result, Gu Xingyou's live broadcast room gradually became a spectacle:
He is confident and confident, and his mouth is as tough as a rock.
The audience scolded me happily and showed no mercy.
Occasionally, a passer-by could not stand it and made a few comments, and was instantly "educated" by the old fans. But when he turned around, he found that he had followed the carnival inexplicably - why did the money in his pocket escape?
Gu Xingyou looked at the rewards on the screen and raised his chin reservedly: "I just didn't perform well today. I will definitely show you what real skills are next time."
This is a story about an audience with an "old mother/old father" mentality. While they despise their own baby food, they feed it crazily and pamper the proud little peacock to heaven.
(I don't know if I should add CP, but I don't plan to add CP for the time being. The protagonist will be beautiful first)
Intention: He does not need to please the world, because the world will come to please him.