Dressed as a sickly villain's black moonlight

Chapter 211 Yu Heng vs Ling Yang
At the same time, in Yu Heng's live broadcast room.

After the man heard the accent of the assistants around him, his expression was wrong.

Hastily said with a smile to the fans, "I'll go to the bathroom first and come back to accompany you."

Hearing his words, the fans sent another reply, which probably meant that they would wait for Yu Heng to come back.

But, at this time, his back is facing the live broadcast room, separated by a wall.

Yu Heng's face was completely opposite to the amiable face just now, that handsome face was stained with a layer of frost, and his face was obviously ugly.

"What's going on!??" Yu Heng looked sideways and asked his assistant, "Didn't you say that Ling Yang's live broadcast equipment was damaged? Why is he broadcasting again now?"

The assistant was sweating profusely, "No... I don't know."

He was also stunned when he heard the news, obviously he had stuffed a lot of red envelopes to the follower of the person in charge of the live broadcast before, and they also promised to settle the matter.

Yu Heng leaned against the wall with his legs propped up, his eyes were filled with gloom.

"Whether he goes to the live broadcast or not, I can't make Ling Yang feel better..."

It's because Ling Yang's popularity is growing too fast.

The assistant suddenly had an idea, "Brother, why not you..."

He whispered into Yu Heng's ear for a while, and Yu Heng's eyes lit up, "Okay, let's do this!"

After discussing with his assistant, he went back to the live broadcast interface.

Sitting in front of the camera, he is that glamorous first-line male anchor who made his fortune through talent.

"Shimmers, what do you want to hear next, now is the time to order songs."

There is also a time limit for Yu Heng's song request, and a bazooka is required to order it, which has always been the rule.

Because of his habit of watching gifts and singing, I don't know how many black fans have provoked him to criticize him for money in the live broadcast room...

Yu Heng only responded indifferently, "The anchor also needs to eat."

So, isn't it justifiable to ask for a gift?
Yu Heng's style of watching gift live broadcasts, coupled with his slightly distorted social temperament, made the big V fans around him all local tyrants, and each had a bad temper.

Yu Heng's fan name is Shimmer... It sounds like a gentle name, but it is famous in the live broadcast circle for its stench.

Seeing a bazooka scrolling, Yu Heng sneered inwardly.

Outsiders said that he misused money, but what if being an anchor just wants to be held by the "financial owner", what's wrong with him just wanting gifts?
These women are also willing to pay him.

I didn't force myself.

Yu Heng looked at the comment area, made a list of the songs to be sung tonight, chatted for ten minutes and sang another song, and allocated the time.

"Then... let's sing "Fengyun" on demand by the sister of the first lady first, and then Shimmer, please pay attention to the first Jasmine."

The passionate music resounded throughout the live broadcast room. Fengyun is the theme song of a martial arts drama. It has been widely acclaimed since its release. The original scene is the Hong Kong style song god in the music industry.

Yu Heng's singing is not standard, but most of the girls watching the live broadcast are student parties, they only care about their faces, and don't care about so much professionalism...

Occasionally, one or two bullet screens floated by saying that Yu Heng's singing skills were not professional, and they were also torn down.

【Well, Brother Yu is really handsome, tears flowed from the corner of my mouth. 】

[Brother Yu, this is the voice that was kissed by an angel, God rewarded me with food, it sounds even better than the original song! 】

[Better than the original song?Passers-by have just entered, and the anchor's singing is probably at the KTV level... The original singer of Fengyun is known as a myth in the music world, why are all ghosts and snakes sticking to him? 】

[Fuck you, don't comment casually if you don't understand music, okay?We don't need crayfish in Brother Yu's live broadcast room. 】

[With you for the rest of my life, Shimmer will last forever! 】

【Fuck!It looks like a cult organization, master flashed!Spicy chicken anchor spicy chicken powder! 】

Because fans are the parents of food and clothing, Yu Heng almost confessed to Shimmers, and never pointed out any mistakes they made online.

This has caused the little girls to be blackened by unhealthy trends and evil spirits before they are young and their worldview has not yet been developed. They don't even know what they are doing is wrong.

All of them have become Yu Heng's cerebral palsy fans and keyboard warriors.

It is rare for outsiders to stay in Yu Heng's live broadcast room for too long, because his fans are very xenophobic, and when he catches someone saying something bad about Yu Heng, he spews out into the stars...

**
After Ling Yang's live broadcast equipment was repaired.

Sitting in front of the live camera, the young man was as steady as an old dog, with a miserable green Shamat long hair that almost made the game fans' eyes go black, and almost passed by.

[Pfft——The little antelope is still as down-to-earth as ever. 】

[I would like to call it a unique skill, everyone, don't be too discouraged, think about it carefully, if someone else's fans want idols to have a career, without the burden of an idol, it will take a while to waste your troubles. 】

[Our idols have no image at all... Isn't this more real! ? ? 】

[Hahaha laughing to death, the imageless one is too real, isn't my host area worthy of having a male god? 】

The sand sculptures in the live broadcast room were cheerful. As the saying goes, what kind of people have what kind of fans. Since Ling Yang started the broadcast, the jokes and sand sculpture quotations in the barrage have not stopped.

He clicked on the computer interface familiarly, and connected the controller to the back of the black box, "Where did we talk yesterday... You started playing "The Witcher", right?"

Speaking of The Demon Hunter, it is a work of conscience in the western industry, and its popularity in China can even keep pace with the trump card of Storm.

Tells the adventure story of JRPG.

Ling Yang is still his old rules, teaching all kinds of card bugs and coquettish operations as soon as he comes up.

"Look at this wall... press YYR to get stuck in, save 15 seconds after completing the task, and here... here..."

"Remember?"

In his eyes, the complicated and difficult customs clearance copy seemed to be full of loopholes, as if it had been split into individual molecules.

[Wow... Fuck, isn't this amazing? The boss was killed so easily?Don't need a second brush? 】

[I can really do this strategy, as long as I have a hand, I am moved to tears... woo woo woo...]

[Niupi, Director Ling, you probably wrote this script. I seriously suspect that it is the ghost inside the demon hunter. How can you be so amazing!Is this really what humans came up with? 】

[I've already copied it down in a notebook, and... record the screen, sisters, you can't go to the cliff, I have to do this strategy twice, it's really handicapped party welfare. 】

Yangyang is the nickname of Ling Yang's fans. As soon as they heard it, the anchor gave a set of free gifts...

It was really a decathlon, and the whole room was filled with laughter for a while.

【Haha Brother Ling is really a god...】

【The god of the game area...】

【Hmm... I want to go down and have a look, Brother Ling, remember to close your eyes and don't stay at the scene! 】

Just when the live broadcast room was lively, Ling Yang received a PK connection, which is really strange.

In the past, anchors from the game area often came over, but today they are not on the same channel at all——

Music area, Yu Heng.

What is he doing here?

When the fans saw a familiar face, all of them looked ugly.

(End of this chapter)