As a streamer, especially a big streamer, if you hate fans like this, you will definitely be hacked to the end.
Didier has always been a leader in paying attention to the image.
He is different from Neptune, Neptune is the kind of straight man of steel.
Didier has always been known as the noble son of the live broadcast room.
Personable.
Even if you bump into your deadly opponent, there won't be too much emotional change.
But today, he actually said a word to the people watching the live broadcast.
Neptune over there was a little surprised.
But only surprised for a while.
After all, they are roommates.
He still understands his character.
Usually hypocritical to death, when the blood is very manly.
Just like now.
Bey, is a name he has said since the first year of high school.
Three years have passed.
It was around this time last year.
Bey returns suddenly and disappears the same day.
The way of disappearing is full of abuse.
He looked at this person, sat in front of the computer, and deleted some things completely.
I watched a video back and forth a dozen times.
Finally, he turned his gaze out of the window.
It took a long time before the sound came out.
"I trust her."
"She's not going to just disappear."
"One day, she will come back."
"I also believe that there are people besides me waiting for her here."
"It's not because of any halo on her body, it's just because she is bey."
For others, Neptune doesn't want to see those things that circle around.
Only one thing, when the generational fight happened and now everyone is letting bey retire.
No step is easy to take.
She dared to play this dungeon.
It means that she is never afraid of anyone recognizing her at a time like this.
The scimitar is horizontal, and the back is straight.
People said that her hand was injured and she was not suitable to appear again.
The injured hand can still hit that kind of damage, can turn the world around without moving, and can continue to fight.
Neptune can't imagine how powerful a person is to digest the gloom covering his body, and then appear in front of people with blood on his hands, as cold as snow.
He just knows.
Such a bey.
It's worth waiting for that guy from Dichlorvos, and it's even more worthy of this roll call.
The broadcast room exploded.
Nothing more than scolding.
Didirui didn't care either: "Don't affect us to read the book, the garbage will go to the garbage dump, wear a plastic bag to get justice, show off you? Yes, I have no quality, don't associate me with bey fans, you guys You are the bey fans, and you are the ones who regard the Imperial League as their belief, so don't put me in that category, Dad, I just want to scold you because I see you are upset."
In the game, Mo Bei stopped because she noticed the pause of Didieri and Neptune.
"There will be a second wave."
While talking, she took out her mobile phone, searched for Didier's name, glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room,
You don't need to think about it, you can understand what's going on, walked over, and helped Didi Rui get a seat: "These don't affect me, continue to brush the book, you pay attention to your blood volume."
Didirui and Neptune looked at it at the same time.
she knows
Mo Bei's eyes were light: "I listened to these words over and over again, and there was nothing new. It was quite boring."
Didier opened his mouth.
This time, Feng Nai didn't move, just stood there, like a young man from an ancient aristocratic family, even Haoyue Qingfeng couldn't compare to such a person.
However, if you look carefully, you will find that there is thick fog in his eyes.
Not to Didier, but what's on the phone screen.
Are you bored
really.
But even if it's boring, I don't want to see it.
Didirui seemed to be unable to bear it, and asked in a low voice: "Do you still like it?"
Mo Bei looked back: "What?"
"Do you still like playing games?"
(end of this chapter)