After the game, Ji Xingchen didn't calculate whether his four-game winning streak points increased, nor did he pay attention to the points rankings as usual.
When the last crystal exploded, he turned off the phone and downloaded the broadcast before he even jumped out of the settlement interface.
After the incident of Xingcai came out, Ji Xingchen didn't say a word throughout the whole process, didn't say a word of happiness to the audience, and didn't call out a grievance for himself.
But just because he doesn't say anything doesn't mean he doesn't care at all.
Don't look at how free and easy he seemed to delete and block someone just now, in fact, he has been very annoying all the time.
Xingcai is about the same age as Jiang Mu. After getting to know him, he treats Xingcai not only as a friend but also as a younger brother.
How could Ji Xingchen not feel uncomfortable being betrayed by his trusted brother.
After sitting at home for a while, Ji Xingchen still felt that his heart was really blocked.
He knew he would feel better if he talked to his friends, but now he didn't want to talk to anyone.
So after turning off the computer, he directly turned off his mobile phone.
He knew that the rest of his friends must be worried about him right now.
Just now, the WeChat and phone calls on his mobile phone have never been interrupted, and everyone is comforting him.
But the current situation is that he is in a bad mood, and he really can't pretend that nothing happened, and tell his friends that I'm fine and don't worry about me.
Ji Xingchen knew that what he needed more now was to calm down first, and he had to sort out his thoughts as soon as possible.
This incident of prosperity is likely to cause a problem of trust in his new friends in the future, so he must overcome the hurdle in his heart by himself.
Ji Xingchen quickly went to wash his face with cold water, he didn't even bring his mobile phone, he just put a key in his hand and went out the door.
He originally wanted to go out to breathe, but the weather today was not very good. It was gloomy and gloomy there, and even the air was a little cool, which made his mood worse.
Ji Xingchen tried his best to empty his head and walked aimlessly on the street for a long time.
City C is always so lively, no matter what time of day it comes out, the streets are full of people coming and going.
Ji Xingchen felt a little noisy, so he turned a corner and set foot on the path of the university town.
He hadn't thought about where he was going, but his feet were like recognizing the way, and he automatically walked to the playground of a certain university.
When Ji Xingchen saw a group of college students in their twenties playing basketball on the basketball court, he realized where he was.
He was very familiar with this basketball court. When it was not on the air, he would occasionally come over to play ball for a while.
Although it wasn't the time when he used to play, Ji Xingchen stopped and looked at the group of boys.
At this time, a student dressed in black wanted to play handsome and threw a three-pointer, but he was not skilled enough and smashed the ball outside the basket.
The basketball seemed to have eyes, rushing straight towards Ji Xingchen and smashing it in the direction of his face.
Fortunately, Ji Xingchen stretched out his hands to hug the ball in time, and the basketball failed to hit.
He glanced at the basketball in his hand and patted it twice with great skill.
Seeing that he almost hit someone, the boy hurriedly ran over to apologize to him, "Sorry, brother, didn't hit you?"
Ji Xingchen stopped the movement in his hand and handed the ball to him, "It's okay."
The boy held the ball in his arms, but did not immediately return to the field.
He looked at Ji Xingchen uncertainly, and tried to speak, "Brother... do you want to play together? We are just one person away."
Ji Xingchen laughed when he heard the words, "Okay."
A little surprise flashed in the boy's eyes.
Originally, he just asked tentatively, because he saw that Ji Xingchen's shot just now was very handsome, and it looked like he had practiced, so he dared to speak.
It turned out that this brother not only agreed, but also played basketball so well.
After Ji Xingchen made another three-pointer, the boys cheered and raised their hands above their heads and slapped them twice.
"Brother, you're awesome, you've scored four three points, so I usually don't practice less."
Ji Xingchen nodded, "I used to play with my friends a lot. I think he shoots very well, so I learn from him every day."
Thinking of how Ranfeng was playing, Ji Xingchen's eyes rose, and he couldn't help but smile.
"It's nothing to me. His three-pointers are accurate and hard. He's really handsome. There was a game in high school where he shot 11 three-pointers and hit seven in a row. The other side was about to be tortured and cried by him."
This group of basketball enthusiasts is actually average in skills, but they worship masters inexplicably.
As soon as I heard that the friend mentioned by Ji Xingchen, who was much more powerful than them, was so awesome, I was both envious and worshipped.
"Brother, if you are free in the future, can you call your friend to play with us, and let him guide us. We are always here when we are not in class."
Ji Xingchen smiled, "If I can date him."
These college students didn't even know that the great god Ji Xingchen spoke of was the great star Ranfeng, and they were still full of expectations.
"Brother, add a WeChat, add a WeChat."
Ji Xingchen touched his pocket and found that it was empty.
When people concentrate all their energy on one thing, they forget all the unpleasant things.
Ji Xingchen had just played basketball with the college students for a few hours, and the things about happiness that had occupied his entire head had long since been forgotten by him.
So he forgot about not bringing his cell phone.
Pointing to his flat pocket, Ji Xingchen smiled helplessly, "I was so anxious when I went out, I forgot to bring my phone."
"It's okay, brother, tell me your phone, and we'll add you."
Ji Xingchen immediately told them about his non-host WeChat account.
After the college students saved their numbers and sent out friend requests, they asked Xing Ji Xingchen to have dinner together.
Ji Xingchen shied away at the time, but the other party was too enthusiastic. Several people held his hands and pushed his back, and forcibly took him directly to a dry pot shop at the end of the campus commercial street.
A group of boys can talk about any topic during dinner. Although Ji Xingchen has never been to a university, his knowledge is not narrow at all. Whether it is astronomy, geography or factual gossip, he can easily cut into every topic and perfectly integrate into this group of college students.
After a meal, the college students admired this brother who played basketball well and was funny and chatty even more.
The role of force is mutual, and the same is true of happy emotions.
After playing basketball with the college students all afternoon and having a lighthearted dinner, Ji Xingchen also came out of the gloomy mood.
He didn't expect that his troubled emotions would be resolved by a group of unfamiliar college students.
When he was about to finish eating, Ji Xingchen secretly went to the front desk on the pretext of going to the toilet to settle the bill.
Although he didn't bring his mobile phone today, luckily he still had a few hundred dollars in his pocket.
When paying the money, Ji Xingchen has been fortunate all the time. Fortunately, the hard life in the past few years has made him develop a good habit of carrying cash at any time. Otherwise, as a brother, he really doesn't want to be cheeky and let this group of people without income. The younger brothers invited him to dinner.
After a meal, it was already nine o'clock in the evening when Ji Xingchen returned home.
After playing basketball all afternoon and sweating, Ji Xingchen went to take a shower as soon as he got home.
The hot water drenched on his body not only washed away the sweat stains, but also washed away all the displeasure that Ji Xingchen had deliberately pressed in his heart.
After putting on his pajamas and wiping his hair, Ji Xingchen took on a new look and readjusted his mood.
It is very late now, and he is not going to continue the live broadcast.
After lying directly on the bed, he quickly turned on his mobile phone to reply to his friends that he was all right, don't worry.
Everyone received his reply so late. Basically, it's not just replying that he's okay, or that you have no news for a day and scared me to death.
Ji Xingchen smiled and typed and explained to them that after he went out to play in the afternoon and forgot his mobile phone, he apologized and thanked him again before ending the topic.
After replying to these friends, Ji Xingchen clicked on the one from Boss Wanfeng alone.
He had seen this before, but never responded.
It's not that I don't want to go back, but I deliberately kept it for the last time to chat slowly.
Because the messages sent by Boss Wanfeng were different from those sent by the others, the other party didn't ask him what he was doing when he went out, and he didn't say any comforting words.
are you back
The boss's words seemed to be the least concerned about him, but they were just right to his heart.
At that moment, Ji Xingchen felt that this person seemed to understand his character very well by nature. Knowing that he was depressed, it was useless for everyone to comfort him. He had to go out and find something to vent before he could adjust his mentality.
Ji Xingchen didn't know why he was so determined to make up the meaning that Boss Wanfeng was what he thought.
But when he first saw the other party's words, he felt that way.
star: back
Boss Wanfeng sent this WeChat two hours ago.
After Ji Xingchen replied, he thought that the other party would wait for a while to see it, but the boss replied in seconds, and he still played the voice directly to him.
Ji Xingchen hurriedly sat up straight, threw away the dry handkerchief in his hand, and stopped wiping his hair.
"Brother Feng."
As soon as Ji Xingchen opened his mouth to speak, he found that his throat was a little dry, so he was busy looking for water to drink.
Ranfeng immediately noticed it and asked him, "Why is my voice a little hoarse?"
Hearing the inexplicably reassuring voice of the boss, Ji Xingchen's body suddenly relaxed again.
After drinking a glass of cold water, he ignored his half-dry hair and let himself lie down comfortably on the bed.
"Playing basketball all afternoon, it's so fun."
"Oh? Playing basketball? How's the game going?"
"It's not a game, it's just a bored afternoon playing with University Town and a group of young college students."
Hearing Ji Xingchen's tone as usual, and a little excited when he spoke, Ranfeng finally felt relieved.
He was turning over the exciting things in his mind.
"Listening to your tone, it seems to be playing well."
"It's just so-so, and it's just four 3-pointers by accident."
"Four 3-pointers?"
"Yup!"
"Okay, it's only a little worse than me."
Seeing that Boss Wanfeng was also joking with him, Ji Xingchen laughed, "Is this not as good as you? Isn't it so exaggerated, Brother Feng, let's make an appointment once in a while."
Ranfeng raised her eyebrows, her tone ambiguous, "About?"
Ji Xingchen heard another meaning, provocatively said: "Why Feng brother, dare not make an appointment."
Immediately, he heard the boss's familiar low smile from the microphone, "That's what you said."
"Of course I said it, okay, Brother Feng."
Ranfeng asked him back, "A man would say that he can't do it?"
Hearing this was not good, Ji Xingchen realized that he couldn't hold back, and laughed again with a puff.
"Hey, I didn't mean that."
Ji Xingchen was a little tired from lying down holding the phone, so he turned to lie down again.
Ever since he started talking to Boss Wanfeng, the smile on the corner of his mouth hasn't stopped.
The other party didn't ask him anything about Xingcai, which surprised him, but he was very relaxed.
In the past, when chatting with the boss, he was always cautious. The relationship between the two was more like the relationship between the boss and the anchor, and there was always something in between.
But today, I don't know how, Brother Feng chatted with him, very casually, and it was a bit like when he chatted with Ranfeng in high school.
They seem to suddenly be like old friends who have known each other for a long time, and they have a tacit understanding.
Ji Xingchen, who was exhausted after playing basketball all afternoon, closed his eyes.
It's really been a long time since he was so relaxed and bragging with anyone.
Ji Xingchen chatted with the boss for a while, but he still took the initiative to mention the excitement to him.
Although Brother Feng didn't mention a word, he knew that he must still be worried about him when people reply to his WeChat in such a second and accompany him on the big night nonsense.
So he took the initiative to speak, "Brother Feng, why don't you ask me about today's affairs?"
"If you want to say it, you will naturally take the initiative to say it."
Ranfeng knows Ji Xingchen, but he is very friendly with everyone, and can chat with everyone.
But if he really has something in his heart, as long as he doesn't want to say it, he will keep it in his heart all the time. Anyone who asks will be asked in vain, unless he wants to untie the knot.
"Really... Brother Feng, why do you know me so well... "
Ranfeng didn't answer the question, but changed the subject, "Is it still uncomfortable?"
Ji Xingchen, who is now willing to open his heart, took the initiative to confess, "I was actually very upset in the afternoon. I suddenly realized that I was betrayed by a friend I had always trusted, and I couldn't figure it out. To be honest, when I played those few solo queue games in the morning, There was only one sentence in my head, and I kept asking myself, is it really going to come this far between friends?"
"Brother Feng, I'm not afraid of you laughing at my Virgin's heart overflowing. At that time, I was even thinking that if I was more honest and told me directly, I wouldn't really block him and cut him off. After all, he is still young and has a brain. It’s okay to be confused for a while. Then he ended up pretending to be confused with me, and I feel disgusted.”
Ji Xingchen held back for a day, and finally found an outlet, and he told Ranfeng what was in his heart.
After saying this, his heart was also relieved.
"But it's not interesting to say this now. He is not upright, and I will definitely not have any interaction with him."
Ranfeng did not make a sound, and listened to Ji Xingchen quietly.
After he calmed down, he slowly said, "It's his loss to lose your friend, he's not worth it."
"Eh, forget it, I'm almost fine now anyway."
Ji Xingchen's mood fluctuated a little when he just mentioned the excitement, but now that he has eased, he immediately feels that his eyelids are a little heavy.
Looking at the duration of the voice, Ji Xingchen realized that he had been chatting with the boss for more than two hours without knowing it...
No wonder he was sleepy, it was almost twelve now.
"Brother Feng, where are you? Why is it so noisy so late?"
"Airport."
"You're still on a plane so late... Are you on a business trip? It's too hard. Pay attention to your body and rest."
Just after saying the words pay attention to rest, Ji Xingchen realized that the boss is so tired, and he is still chatting with him until late at night...
It seems that he has become the main culprit in delaying people's rest!
Ji Xingchen, who suddenly realized this problem, felt very embarrassed, "Sorry, Brother Feng, I seem to have disturbed your rest."
"No, I was just waiting..."
Ji Xingchen yawned, he was so sleepy that he couldn't hear clearly, "What was it..."
Ranfeng didn't explain, "It's nothing, are you sleepy?"
Although he didn't hear Ji Xingchen's yawning sound, he found that his voice became much smaller, and it was also delayed and soft.
In the past, Ji Xingchen always liked to call him at night to ask questions and brag. Sometimes the phone calls took a little longer. As long as eleven o'clock passed, he was still awake for a second, and his voice changed in seconds. As it was just now, it was soft and slightly confused.
Ranfeng knew that often at this time, Ji Xingchen would fall asleep within a minute.
"No… "
Sure enough, less than thirty seconds after the single syllable passed, there was no movement on the other end of the phone.
Ranfeng took the phone and didn't hang up immediately.
He walked to the VIP room and found a quiet place.
"Star?"
This time, Ranfeng removed his disguise and used his original voice.
What responded to him was the even breathing sound of Ji Xingchen.
Hearing this voice, Ranfeng's heart, which had been tense since Ji Xingchen shut down, was finally comforted at this time.
He didn't make a sound, he silently held the phone and patiently accompanied Ji Xingchen until he fell asleep, before he was willing to press the hang up button.
Late at night, the plane flew from city c to city b.
The assistant who came to pick up Feng Feng in the middle of the night was yawning sleepily.
Looking at the black and blue dyed maple hanging at the moment, he opened his mouth, "Brother Feng, didn't you just go to City C this afternoon? Why did you come back so quickly?"
Ranfeng leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.
"never mind."
The assistant was surprised.
A few minutes after 2:00 in the afternoon, Brother Feng called him to urgently book a flight ticket to City C. Without telling the reason, the people in their studio were not allowed to follow him, and he wanted to go alone.
Brother Feng was so anxious, at that time he thought he had encountered something urgent to deal with.
Is it processed so fast
Suddenly came back in the middle of the night?
The entry threshold for the anchor circle is very low, so there are countless things like asking actors to speak up and squirting each other, and even things about personality issues such as cheating on p. Strange.
Of course, although this kind of problem is very common, but if it happens to a small anchor, then the small anchor will simply die and be silently abandoned by the audience.
But it doesn't hold true for those popular anchors.
They have a large base of fans and a lot of blood. Even if they are abused and ridiculed by the audience in the circle, as long as the big boss and fans in the live broadcast room do not give up, he can continue to live.
Song Peifeng belongs to the latter.
He was originally popular, and although he didn't reach the top-tier tier, he still counted among those streamers who could name him in the circle, and he was supported by die-hard fans.
As soon as the director's turmoil came out, although he had a bad reputation among passers-by, the old viewers in the live broadcast room did not have evidence of Shi Hammer's arrangement of actors. Rich women fans and true love fans still tenaciously persevered and continued to support him.
This group of fans is also very combative. While giving him gifts, they also sparring with passers-by.
Although his fans are strong in combat, everyone understands the truth that one brainless fan is worth ten high-level blacks.
The more they don't recognize it, the more they wash away because Song Peifeng is currently ranked first, so everyone is jealous, jealous, or deliberately slandered to fuck him, the more rebellious everyone is...
Looking at their style of painting that the whole world wants to harm Song Peifeng, the passers-by who were already angry were irritated again.
In one night, tens of thousands of messages were posted on Song Peifeng's Weibo.
Song Peifeng, this cowardly dog, closed Weibo comments overnight.
So the e-sports trolls, who had nowhere to vent, moved their positions again and sprayed the platform Mengjing TV, which Song Peifeng and his group of actors belonged to, to their individual flaws.
[exist? Please explain Song Gou's arrangement of actors]
[exist? Is the whole thing that your platform supports?]
[exist? Tell me quickly, when are you going to deal with Director Song and his other actors?]
Since there is a loophole in the Glory Points Competition, everyone can't find any other way to report it, so let the platform come forward to deal with the matter.
Moewhale TV is also one of the three giants of domestic live broadcast platforms. If something like this affects the reputation of the platform, it will definitely not sit idly by.
The next afternoon, they issued an announcement saying that they had punished the three anchors who had obvious violations.
Then the three anchors who played Ji Xingchen came out and apologized, but they did not admit that they had any deal with Song Peifeng, only lied that it was because the final was hopeless, so they were confused for a while, saying that everything was personal Behavior, and there is no such thing as taking money to perform.
Although Meng Whale TV handled this wave in a timely manner, but only three young actors were fined lightly, and everyone was still very upset.
But everyone also understood that Song Peifeng didn't directly participate in the whole process, and he didn't even meet Ji Xingchen at all. Everything is guessed by everyone. There is no recording or screenshots, and there is no real evidence at all.
Everything is about evidence. No perfect reasoning can be done without evidence. Moreover, now the three little anchors have all put the blame on themselves. In this case, the platform did not dare to punish Song Peifeng and Xingcai easily.
Seeing the scolding, Song Peifeng only pushed out the three little anchors from the guild to act as a shield for him. He felt that the anger of the audience who had been played by him as a monkey had doubled.
Just before the finals on Sunday, I don't know who bought Song Peifeng's "Best Director" video on a hot search and sent him directly to the hot search.
When the competitors saw the hot search, they spared no effort to help Song Peifeng publicize the bad things he did for free.
[Let me introduce, this @鳳王tv Song Peifeng is the best director newly released in the Honor Actor Cup. If you can't beat @cat cat tv stars, you will pay someone to perform the performance. The performance process is tortuous and bizarre, including 007 and 007. Reverse pretending to be loyal, punching the palace, scheming and kicking xx, brothers, understand the video, don't miss it when you pass by] 7639 likes
[Daily question, is Song Gou dead today?]6666 likes
[Director Song will perform once today, and he will go out for 200 times. Once the brain-disabled fans come to whitewash his whiteness, he will only perform once in the crematorium of the whole family (cute)] 5340 likes
[How can I be missing where there is Director Song, brothers praise me and send Director Song C for the funeral] 5019 likes
[Come here, Song Gou is in trouble, like it from all directions] 4999 likes
Mo Yuzhe, who has been running on the front line to spray Song Peifeng with a trumpet, saw this 4999-like message, and he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder, so he gave him a like and rounded up the whole number for him.
As a result, as soon as he clicked the like, countless fans received a reminder from a star-chasing software at the same time.
Your little baby @Mo Yuzhe just liked the new content~~
Mo Yuzhe's fans were overjoyed and rushed to the front line to see what his brother liked.
result…
Song dog?
What breed of dog is the Song dog? ?
Mo Yuzhe didn't know that he had just dialed the wrong number until he received a call from his agent.
The agent asked him to quickly cancel the praise. After all, it is best for a star not to participate in any controversial topic, which will be said to be deliberately rhythmic.
If he likes it here, he has already been scolded by Song Peifeng's fans, saying that he is a big star with extremely poor quality, and he will bully their little anchor indiscriminately.
However, Song Peifeng's fans are obviously not on the same level as the star-chasing girls in the entertainment industry.
As soon as they sprayed Mo Yuzhe, they were immediately turned back by his fans.
But the fans sprayed it back, but the like was still there. This also shows Mo Yuzhe's attitude of standing with Ji Xingchen, and it also exposes the fact that he is playing Glory of Kings and watching the live broadcast of Glory of Kings.
Although he accidentally exposed so much, Mo Yuzhe was not ready to cancel.
He is very confident that this matter is not a problem of stars, why can't he even like it.
Ignoring the agent's words, Mo Yuzhe logged in to Mao Mao TV's account.
He clicked into Ji Xingchen's live broadcast room and found that the game was about to start. He hadn't broadcast it yet, so he switched his account to Mengjing TV to watch Song Peifeng.
Song Peifeng also did not start the broadcast, but this did not affect the liveliness of the live broadcast room.
The trolls who came to watch quickly chatted on the public screen version, and they were all madly mocking at the microphone.
[Brothers, as long as you spray Songgou, you are my brother]
[Your brother is too old, I don't want it. But Song Gou still wants to spray]
[Newcomer, politely ask this dog than the anchor will broadcast tonight]
[Can the newcomer speak? Show me some respect. In this live broadcast room, call Director Song!]
[Okay, okay, then I will politely ask again if Director Song has arranged new content tonight]
[Director Song spent tens of billions to build it carefully, what do you think?]
[Director Song: I have a lot of ways to do it, every day is different, just wait for me]
[Director Song is awesome!]
[Arrange noodles for Director Song!]
[Why are Director Song and No. 1 male not online at this time? Are you embarrassed?]
As soon as this old man finished asking, he saw that Song Peifeng was stuck in the last minute before the final, logged into the live broadcast account, and tenaciously started the broadcast.