The King’s Moment

Lost, he was also chased into the fountain water to kill him. Liu Liu held his cell phone and could not look up to the live camera for a long time. Ping Su bright and attractive smiling face could not be carried out at this time.

The whole game was more humiliating to her than the suspension of the winning streak and the eventual shooting in the fountain. Her heart was filled with frustration, and looking back at the game, it was actually five to two, and if they wanted to win, they could say that there were infinite means, but they went to failure.

After the match, the data panels on both sides were quickly pressed down by Liu Liu Fei. After finishing her emotions, she finally looked up at the lens and looked at the bullet screen on the screen.

“Encouragement is fine, soldiers dare not clear. ”

“This field is pretty good, to say the least. ”

“Is Gongsun's output 5%? ”

“Can't we clear this cannon with the operation of escaping back to the spring? ”

All the right words in the barrage, all the negative comments, drowned Willow's gaze, and she wanted to find something to support comfort all became particularly difficult. But there was no way, the live broadcast was still going on, and she had to face the camera, and she couldn't stop talking.

“This is really... I don't know what to say.” Willow spoke very hard.

“There's nothing to say, it's dishes. ”

“You don't know how to dump the pot, do you? ”

“The gap in the field! ”

The bullet screen can be said to have responded quickly and remains negative. Only some fan comfort does not make Liu Liu feel better.

“Not much to say, next round.” Liu Liu just wanted to quickly forget about the game and quickly started a new game.

“It's really good to be across the street. It seems to be an anchor too.” At this point, another barrage flew by, but the audience discovered that the other side was also the anchor.

“No wonder it's really good. ”

“Where are you looking? ”

“Get to know Jiayin. ”

He's also the anchor? Liu Liu looked at these projectiles and his face was silent, but his heart was even less flavorful. There is still some competition between the anchor and the anchor. Today, the winning streak is broken, the loss is ugly, and the opponent is also the anchor. This is an aggravating blow, so that Liu Liu has the heart to broadcast directly.

It's hard to hold on, but it's hard to get the same attitude. The new inning is a single row, the position is still a field fight, but it can be said where to send it. At the beginning, it also shouted "Oops", and the whole person behind it was silent.

“The anchor's attitude is blown, right? ”

“Be affected by the last round. ”

The barrage is always so ruthless and bloody. The new round soon lost, Liu Liu took a deep breath, told himself to calm down, to be normal heart, and then started another round.

But isn't emotion that easy to control? Liu Liu's condition in the new round was still poor, although not as harsh as in the previous round, he eventually led his teammates to failure.

After losing three times in a row, the black powders got excited and Willow finally chose to give up.

“Today's condition is really bad, probably too tired, Liu Liu wanted to get off the air early, sorry everyone.” Liu Liu said. Her live broadcast usually starts at 7: 00 p.m. and ends at 11: 00 p.m., with more extensions, and countless early broadcasts.

“Willow, get some rest. ”

“Rest early if you're in bad shape. ”

“Wherever the game always wins, Willow, don't worry about it. ”

“Willow Willow is the best! ”

Liu Liu's fans also had a lot to worry about. She was about to get off the air in advance. She instantly rushed out of the hegemony screen and watched these comforts. Liu Liu finally felt better. After saying goodbye to everyone, she turned off the camera and cut off the live broadcast.

And then instead of resting right away, she tapped "Good News" in the search bar on the platform page.

“Okay, that's it for today's live broadcast. The anchor is ready to air!” In the live broadcast room with good news, near 10 o'clock, it's too late for another game. Good luck in saying goodbye to the audience and then watching the barrage send out some responses.

“Where's Genghis Khan?” A barrage mentioned Zhu Jiayin before saying to the Bureau that Genghis Khan was used to fight wild for everyone to see.

“Ah, Genghis Khan? Oh, I'm sorry. I have to retract the previous words, I still dislike the way Genghis Khan walked, but that Genghis Khan consciousness is really great, he has been taking me on a swim, very efficient. I can't believe I won that round. To be honest, I had no idea. ”

“He played more like an assistant.” Another barrage said. Though three more rounds have passed, it is clear that tonight's focus will be on the previous race against Willow.

“Auxiliary… so it does mean a bit of wild auxiliary linkage, anyway, he brought the rhythm. ”

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“All right, that's it for today. See you tomorrow!” After some communication with the bullet screen, the pointer moved to 10 o'clock, and I wish Jiayin disconnected the live broadcast. However, the hand swim still stays on the game screen, habitually looking at historical results, admiring its own success tonight, and finally opening that impressive game in an irresistible place, admiring the data beautifully.

Alan: 21 kills 0 kills 7 aids.

Genghis Khan: 8 kills 0 kills 18 aids.

The whole game was entirely between the two of them, looking at the data on both of them, I wish Jiayin even remembered the details of each kill. Her Alpha 21 killed, Genghis Khan assisted 18 times, three times less, one time to intercept the victory of the government, one time to kill the old man on the side road, and finally the one to chase the spring water to kill the grandson away. And the one time she did seven aids with Genghis Khan's eight kills was when Genghis Khan killed the victory in the highlands, and she didn't participate at all.

“Strong!” Zhou Jiayin looked at the data in his cell phone and fell into bed, then he rolled again with excitement. And she couldn't help but pay more attention to this teammate. When you tap into each other's data, historical battles are hidden, but often used by heroes here, a staggering row of heroes with more than 70% chance of winning surprises Zhu Jiayin.

“This is a professional player, isn't it?” Looking at this odds of winning, thinking about each other's consciousness and operations in the competition, I wish Jiayin profoundly felt that this was something a professional player could do.

“Must be.” Zhu Jiayin nodded hard and looked at each other's data for a while, hesitating as if he had finally made a great determination, nodded to add friends, but immediately it was a cold system message: the player refused to add friends!

“I knew it.” Good news, skipping your mouth. Never mind if you are a professional player, such a fierce person, if the friends switch is turned on, you will probably be submerged by countless friends!

There should be more.

Looking at each other's positions, I wish Jiayin would think, silently remembering each other's ID: Schrödinger's cat.