Chapter 37 Popularity Is Soaring!

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037.

There is still one hour before Jiang Siming's broadcast time at 3 pm.

The 99999 live broadcast room is already overcrowded, with more than one million people online, and it is still rising.

"Come here for the online video "Walking Horse"!"

"I saw the killing video at station B, it's like a beast, I came here to verify it!"

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

"Let's start killing, Myojin, I want to see you kill and wear Asian clothes!"

"Husband, when will the broadcast start, huh huh..."

"Such a talented husband is mine!"

...

The popularity is soaring, and it will not last for a long time!

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

According to this popularity, in addition to the veteran anchor PDD and baby Xuxu, Jiang Siming is likely to become the third brother of Douyu.

Many old anchors are jealous of Jiang Siming's popularity and think that the other party is cheating, but after reporting it, they only answer them with one sentence: "He's fine, it's because you have a small mind."

It was almost three o'clock when Jiang Siming was over his car addiction and went home to turn on the live broadcast.

When the broadcast started, Jiang Siming was a little dumbfounded, what's the situation? Why so many people!

Online number: 3545129, about 3.5 million.

Popularity value: 8787544, about 8.5 million.

Jiang Siming was completely 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 one million.

Today's broadcast data is a bit scary, Ale.

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

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

"Mingshen, you are floating, and you are 50 seconds late. It's okay to compensate us for the song "Walking Horse"."

"Specially for "Walking Horse"!"

"I came from station B to learn technology, does the anchor accept apprentices?"

"Husband, you can count, the slave family has been waiting for you for a long time."

...

"I watched the barrage, and many people came for "Zuo Ma", but I'm not a live music studio here, what should I do?"

Jiang Siming's mourning tone made the audience happy, and they all said that they would let you go after singing one song.

But he knew that what he couldn't eat was the most fragrant truth, how could Jiang Siming agree so easily.

"Well, I'll sing a song for everyone before the broadcast. Is that okay?"

After speaking, regardless of the opinions of the audience, Jiang Siming was so arrogant when he landed in the PUBG game.

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

"When I was on Douyin yesterday, I found a video saying that Win94 is the weakest gun, and said a lot of trash talk. Today I will play Win94 to prove it."

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

The audience who came to listen to the song originally wanted to come back at night, but when they heard Jiang Siming's words, they stayed curiously and wanted to watch it for a while.

"Win94 is very weak, anyway, I never use this gun."

"You can't install a magnifying mirror, you can only rely on the camera, it's too difficult to play."

"Isn't Myojin trying to eat chicken with this gun?"

"If you can use win94 to eat chicken globally, five rockets won't be much bb!"

"I believe Big Brother Ming!"

...

The lively barrage of the audience, both believers and disbelievers.

Unlike yesterday, when he said that he was number one in the Asian server one day, it was all about Jiang Siming's dream.

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

This is a paradise for desert thugs. Like Sano's autistic city and the island's airport, it is a city of bloody violence.

Jiang Siming chose the place to jump as the most terrifying boxing ring. Although there is a risk of not being able to find Win94, Jiang Siming's skydiving speed is much faster than others, and even if he can't find it, he can run away.

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

At this time, many people were still flying in the sky. Jiang Siming glanced at the third floor. Although there were a lot of guns, he didn't want anything.

Even in the face of the temptation of AK, M416 and even a 98k, Jiang Siming ignored it and said yes, only Win94.

After the second floor, unfortunately there is still no!

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 the gun first!"

"Let's pick up a gun and kill people first, and then I can change it when I see Win94."

"If you don't pick up the gun, you will die, don't be persistent!"

"I beg you to be a person, I can hear the footsteps coming downstairs..."

Jiang Siming walked around the second floor but still nothing, continued to run downstairs, and someone behind him had already heard his footsteps.

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

Picking up the gun and reloading, the reload speed is still very slow.

Hearing the sound of filling the box, the audience was in a hurry.

Exactly, just after the bullets were loaded, the player who was looking for it had already come over with a gun, and it was still a big spray.

When he saw Jiang Siming and saw the win94 in his hand, the man smiled, and the expression of winning the game appeared.

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

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

Win94's nice bullet sound, like a dull torpedo.

But in the dullness, it contains the powerful power that it has suppressed for a long time.

The bullet passed through the head, and the player holding the sprayer fell to the ground with a face full of reluctance.

The box glows with a surprising white glow.

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

Good game skills, Jiang Siming accepted the fragments, turned around and rushed to the second floor with a gun.

With only a win94 in his hand, he stepped out of the aura full of god outfits.

On the second floor, there were three players fighting each other, and one of them couldn't reach the two and wanted to escape.

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

Among them, the player who could have taken the head was very annoyed, and the AK in his hand aimed at Jiang Siming, trying to beat Jiang Siming into a sieve.

You must know that Jiang Siming is playing a big one! 4500 points of the first Asian server!

The people he matched were the top-notch and top-notch group of people.

Players who take AK are even more famous technical anchors of yy live broadcast.

He just ate a handful of chicken, his live broadcast room is booming, and hundreds of thousands of viewers are staring at him.

"Grab a head, right? I let you die in a rhythm!"

While squirting angrily, he raised his gun and shot!

The anchor's gun pressure level is also good. It stands to reason that Jiang Siming, who is exposed and has no cover, will die.

But Jiang Siming turned around by walking left and right, and avoided the fatal bullet.

"Is this what he is? Is it an orphan of Sima?"

The little anchor swears casually, and adjusts the muzzle to find the scene.

The muzzle was adjusted and Jiang Siming was successfully found, but from the small anchor's magnifying glass, the figure who seemed to be in his pocket was raising the white win94 in his hand that looked harmless.

Bang!

When the little anchor went dark, he fell to the ground as a corpse, and the corpse rolled down from the auditorium.

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