League of Legends of Battle System

"Hey, why is this woman a little familiar?" Zhang Huan frowned as he looked at the video avatar in the lower right corner of the screen.

In the video, the girl dressed smartly, wearing black-rimmed glasses, which blocked her wise eyes. If you look closely, you can see that her eyes are actually very big.

The eyebrows are in the shape of a willow, the hair is not draped, tied into a ponytail and tied behind his head. There is a tuft of hair from the temples, which looks a bit similar to the dress of Duoduo, but this girl is much more beautiful than Duoduo.

The only regret is that the girl’s neckline is so high that she can only see the majestic shape of her chest, but not the true content inside.

Zhang Huan felt it was nothing, and the audience was wailing.

"Fuck, goddess!"

"It's so beautiful, much more beautiful than the girls on Xingxiu."

"Innocent, I like this type."

"But it's a pity, I didn't show my chest, and I don't know if it's fake."

"Yeah, I don't have the ball to watch, but it looks good, it will be enough."

"I know what you guys are thinking, go ahead, three years at the end, the highest death penalty."

......After a long while, Zhang Huan searched slowly from the memory, and remembered who this woman was.

Weiwei!

That's right, Yu Weiwei, the beauty deputy manager of the bbq team.

Before Zhang Huan was okay, she searched for her photos on the Internet, so I remembered it once.

At the beginning, the girl took the initiative to call Zhang Huanfa for information to buy him into the bbq team, but Zhang Huan would not join any team at that time.

So he rejected her with a sky-high price, and I don't know if this girl still holds grudges.

Here Yu Weiwei, looking at the gray screen, patted her forehead with a headache.

Her current score for Syndra is 3-2-7, and she is the only person with a positive record on their side. The rest of the teammates are either 0-5 or 1-8. This game seems to be out of play.

So, he took the initiative to play gg and then chose to surrender. When he saw it, his teammates agreed to surrender.

The base crystal exploded brilliantly. After a while, he exited the Summoner Canyon and entered the client interface.

Yu Weiwei said: "Today's bad luck, we won't play next, tomorrow we..."

At this point, she stopped abruptly, her expression stunned.

Her live broadcast time is not long, shorter than Zhang Huan, which is a matter of ten days.

Although he looks good, he is not a professional player, and he hasn't made a master in rank, plus the website has no recommendations, so his popularity is not high.

The number of spectators today is only about 3,000, which is very small.

However, at this moment, she discovered that the number of people in her live broadcast room had soared tenfold, and now it exceeded 50,000. What happened?

Yu Weiwei is mild-tempered and can always calm down when things happen, but she is also a little confused at the moment. Is there a bug in the live broadcast platform, or is the website recommended to the homepage?

No, if there is a recommendation, the management will notify in advance, but there is no.

Pulling the screen, she watched the barrage of the live broadcast.

In a short time, his face became a little pretty.

"Beauty, you look so good, how much is it for a night?"

"Make a price, money is not a problem."

"It's very beautiful, but the game is a bit of a dish."

These are all her beautiful words. Although they don't sound very good, they are also recognized by the audience. These people like to talk about lipsticks. In fact, when you mention taking off your pants, one by one is just like hanging yourself.

"Soul ter army airborne!"

"Checked the water meter, the beauty opened the door quickly."

"Anchor, Soul Ter is watching your live broadcast, shouldn't we have a hot dance?"

"Fuck, I have a good eye."

"The chest is so big, my god, you are fake, if you are not fake, dare you to tear it apart and have a look?"

"It's so beautiful, I can't help but lick the screen."

... Not only Yu Weiwei frowned, but Zhang Huan was also very angry.

These guys all reminded them not to make trouble, but these guys are afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

"Soul ter is here, isn't it?" Yu Weiwei frowned and smiled.

Who is the soul ter? That is the first anchor of Wangqi TV that everyone knows about. Less than a month after the start of the broadcast, he overturned the anchor who had been broadcasting for several years and became the number one on the platform.

When I was at lpl, Draven cut out a sky with one hand and directly pushed km into the world competition.

Not long ago, both of them were ranked No. 1 in the national service. One of them created an invincible record of 68 consecutive victories, which made everyone in the circle breathe in awe.

The top ten fans in the live broadcast room each have a fan value no less than one hundred thousand RMB. They are the real gods in the live broadcast industry.

"Why did he come to my live broadcast room? We don't know him. What are you doing here? Is there something to do?" Yu Weiwei pushed the frame of the glasses.But she was talking nonsense with her eyes open. She knew Zhang Huan, although she was not familiar with it, but she had dealt with it.

However, that guy was very arrogant, and he almost overwhelmed Yu Weiwei with a transfer price of hundreds of millions.

Yu Weiwei asked what he was doing, and the audience took out the style of a driver and drove.

"Watching the ball!"

"Check the water meter!"

"He, you look good!"

"He let you show a little bit."

"It really doesn't work, just do a dance."

… Yu Weiwei looked at it, her slender eyelashes moved, and said: "I have to watch the ball to the football net. I don’t have one here. I have to check the water meter and go to the next door. I drink mineral water at my house. I look good? Well, that’s the truth. What is it? I don’t understand. I’m sorry I can’t dance, I’ve never done it, and I can’t sing for fear of scaring you."

On Zhang Huan's side, there was a bit of brain pain. He just wanted to leave the live broadcast room, but his brows wrinkled, and the spectator system seemed to have a new mission.

Consciousness sinks, and the tasks inside make Zhang Huan a little bit fucked.

[Reward Yu Weiwei 1 million within ten minutes, unknown reward, mission failure, frequent urination for three months]

"Fuck, what the hell is this?"

It's not easy to make some money, you let me reward others casually?How can there be such a fucking system, turning the elbow out?Too bad.

It is indeed a pit, but after this girl has completed the task, it seems that there are some good things. Although it is unknown, it is not impossible to look forward to it.

Suppressing his unhappy mood, Zhang Huan consciously withdrew, glanced at the queue, waited in line for more than three minutes, and finally entered, but now is not the time, he decisively asked whether.

The task of rewarding must be done. Otherwise, he will urinate frequently for three months. Zhang Huan doesn't want to go to the toilet all the time during the live broadcast, otherwise he will be teased about kidney function problems.

However, you can't directly use your large size to reward you, you can only open a small one.

Fortunately, Zhang Huan had registered two trumpet accounts before. At this time, while chatting with the audience, he took out his mobile phone and started logging in to Wangqi tv. Then he found Yu Weiwei's live broadcast room and started charging.

From the bank account, transfer money into the Wangqi account, up to 100,000 yuan each time.

It took Zhang Huan more than three minutes to transfer a million to the account of that account.

As a result, the business staff on duty at the bank also specifically called him to inquire about the situation, and only hung up after learning that it was his own operation.

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