The National Sweetheart Livestreamer Is A Pro!

Chapter 1

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In midsummer, hot air is steaming on the asphalt road, and the scorching temperature almost climbs to every house along the window cracks.

As for the corner room on the second floor of the small bungalow, the floor-to-ceiling windows were tightly covered by thick curtains.

The air conditioner was turned on at 24°C in the room, so that Ji Zhiyao, whose hair was a mess in front of the computer desk, was unaware of the terrible temperature outside. With sleepy eyes, he struggled to press the power button of the computer. Then he randomly grabbed his hair, opened the small refrigerator under the table, took out a can of Coke, and chugged it clean.

Throwing away the can, he seemed to wake up a bit, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Ten minutes later, a gentle and harmless teenager reappeared.

Ji Zhiyao proficiently opened a live broadcast software on the desktop of the computer, and while waiting to log in for a few seconds, lightly brushed his hair, and incidentally took his mobile phone to post a Weibo.

Far Away V: Live broadcast for two hours.

Probably because there was no advance reminder, there were not many people online in the live broadcast room, only more than a thousand people. Ji Zhiyao hung up the headset, "tsk", and joked, "The popularity is bleak."

Just after saying this, the live broadcast room named "Yaoyao Wuji" began to refresh the screen.

[What did I see? Shouldn't my Guapi be lying on the bed and having sex dreams at this time?]

[The sky is red and rainy, Brother Wuji started to go to bed early and get up early.]

[Isn't it normal for an out-of-date anchor who hasn't started a live broadcast for three days to be miserable?]

"..."

Seeing the rapid increase in the number of people online in the live broadcast room, Ji Zhiyao pursed his lips and smiled, revealing half of his pointed canine teeth.

The black pupil under the single eyelid narrowed, like a cat waiting for someone to smooth its fur, "I get up early because life is not easy, and I have to earn some tuition or something."

He smiled at the camera, as if with a soft light filter, which caused more than half of the female fans in the live broadcast room to scream and swipe diamonds and flowers excitedly.

[Guapi's smile, I'll take care of it!]

[I want to give birth to a monkey for you! ! !]

[Gay gas in gay...]

[Please give me the sexual blessings of your lower body!]

Ji Zhiyao looked at the comments, squinted his eyes, and said slowly: "Although I talk a lot when I play games, and my body is relatively mature, I'm still a kid who just graduated from high school."

[Got it, got it, we'll take it easy on 23333]

[Even if the melon skin is a child, it is also the king of children who caused trouble! !]

[Playing dirty routines again? Isn't it good to be a game anchor quietly?]

The number of people in the live broadcast room has exceeded 6,000, and will soon break through the 7,000 mark. He no longer watched the public screen, but minimized the live broadcast room and hung it up, and then directly opened the interface of "Hero" on the computer desktop, "Stop talking, let's play the game."

Soon the number of people in the live broadcast room began to soar again.

The computer runs very fast, and in less than a dozen seconds, Ji Zhiyao has successfully logged in. He glanced at his username, "Did Guapi get gay today?", and suddenly his mood was not so good.

—If it wasn’t for the fact that a sister fan bought him ten yachts in a row last time, he wouldn’t be wandering around the world with such a gay name.

There is no way, who told him to be a gangster.

Ji Zhiyao tapped the table with his index finger, waiting for the game to assign opponents a gap, got up and took a bottle of water from the small refrigerator.

When he raised his head to drink water, the black pupils under his slender eyelashes casually scanned the interface of entering the game on the screen, and then spit out a sip of water.

Opponent, Mix.Fi? ? ?

How did he meet "Hero" who is recognized as the No. 1 ADC in China during a random game live broadcast in the morning, God of Fi

Ji Zhiyao licked his lips, his eyes a little excited.

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