The eSports King’s Crush

When Wang Dongdong saw the profile picture on the computer light up, he simply gave up sending text messages and started typing on the keyboard: "It's okay to show your face less, but you have to show it and you have to talk. Brother Nan should have read the file just now. Hei Yan... There are rules everywhere, but Brother Nan, you have live broadcasted so many times, I don’t need to tell you what to do when the time comes. Play games, talk dirty, etc., aren’t you the best at it, you..."

After these words were posted, Wang Dongdong realized something. His brother Nan was not as active as before.

When I go, I don’t need to prepare anything.

Now he is really afraid that his brother Nan will not be able to handle this live broadcast.

"Then you don't have to say dirty things, just answer some questions casually." Wang Dongdong has lowered his requirements: "As long as it doesn't make you cold."

After Mo Bei read this sentence, he typed three words: "I'll try my best."

It's not that Wang Dongdong didn't believe his brother Nan, but to be on the safe side, he suggested: "Mr. Feng said that you are with God K. How about you let him show his face?"

This will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Nothing more needs to be said to cause a stir.

It can be regarded as building momentum for his brother Nan's debut, right?

After all, the number of online viewers and clicks on a live broadcast can be considered a measure of an e-sports player's popularity.

But the next second.

Wang Dongdong saw a line of words: "You talk too much."

Inexplicably, Wang Dongdong remembered the way his brother Nan looked at him before.

Indifferent and a little cold.

Okay, don’t let God K come.

His brother Nan's aura was indeed so strong even across the computer.

"I know K-god has a fever, and you don't want to sell shit, but big brother, can I call you big brother? If you don't speak for an hour, what will be broadcast live?" Wang Dongdong was really anxious, thinking of what happened two years ago. At that time, when Mo Nan was doing live broadcast, many people were watching.

Otherwise, Yang Mengruo would not have started to promote with them at that time, and often played games with Nan Ge Lianmai.

At that time, it wasn't that fans didn't like Mo Nan, and they even praised his appearance.

But Wang Dongdong knew very well that the past and present were no better than before.

Not to mention that there aren't many people watching Brother Nan play games now. Even if there are, they are really die-hard fans, with a total of just over a thousand people.

Compared to the hundreds of thousands of fans we once had, this number is simply not enough.

When he received the news that Brother Nan was going to broadcast live yesterday, he was worried about this matter.

"What if no one is watching?"

Wang Dongdong accidentally posted what he was thinking.

After Mo Bei saw it, his mood remained unchanged and he put his hands on the keyboard: "Don't worry, Hei will come."

Wang Dongdong:......

He had no way to refute what Brother Nan said!

"Enter the room." Mo Bei would not prepare Wang Dongdong mentally.

So, what exactly is his brother Nan doing live?

Mo Bei didn't have any extra thoughts. She was an e-sports player and just played games.

It looks like it's almost time.

Mo Bei also logged into the live broadcast room.

Not to mention the beauty, even the camera is the one that comes with the computer, and the resolution is as you can imagine.

Fortunately, Mo Bei's appearance does not make people feel unattractive, but makes him look slightly hazy.

As for the fans, looking at the handsome face that suddenly appeared in front of them, their hearts seemed to be stabbed by something.

Ouch, how can Brother Nan in a dark suit be so handsome! !

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