I become a god in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds

Chapter 161 Crashing the Professional Team

Having said that, Zhou Qinhui was lying next to his wife after all, so naturally he couldn't avoid hearing the horror stories told by the anchor.

And this anchor is Su Li.

"Curse?"

After hearing the name, Zhou Qinhui muttered, "The name is quite interesting, but I don't know what the content is."

When he heard the introduction of the story, he shook his head.

"It's a good talk, but it's a pity that it deviates from the topic."

Zhou Qinhui said.

Although the plot is very rich, the beginning has nothing to do with the word horror.

Just when he didn't want to continue listening, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

It's like being in an old house.

Cow!

Zhou Qinhui's pupils were filled with astonishment. Regardless of whether the content of the anchor's story is scary or not, at least the storytelling ability is still very strong, and the atmosphere is rendered very well, giving people a very real feeling.

Focusing on this point, Zhou Qinhui continued to listen.

Slowly, his expression changed from disapproval at the beginning to shock at the end.

Until the end, Zhou Qinhui's expression changed.

The wife hugged him tightly, obviously frightened by the story.

wonderful!

It's so exciting!
Zhou Qinhui thought that he had read countless horror stories, but after listening to what Su Li said, he only felt that the horror stories he had heard and seen before were all bullshit.

As for the article written by Yun Gui that he liked, it was even worse!

No matter how picky he was with this story, he couldn't find any flaws.

The story fragments inside, under Su Li's narration, are full of a strong atmosphere of terror, as if every moment can give you an unexpected "attack".

Even though he is very courageous, he would tremble from time to time, hugging his wife tightly to ease his fear.

Even after finishing speaking, he returned to the familiar room, but he had an inexplicable illusion that the ceiling seemed to have eyes looking at him.

This is a horror story!

Zhou Qinhui found that he had changed from lying down to leaning against the back of the bed, his eyes were full of shock, and his face was full of disbelief.

Too bad!
This horror story called The Grudge completely refreshed Zhou Qinhui's understanding of the word horror, and his understanding of it has a completely new feeling.

"How about it, it's not in vain."

The wife has slowly recovered.

Zhou Qinhui nodded fiercely: "That Yungui is a fart. Compared with the horror stories he wrote, compared with the ones told by this anchor, they are just a bunch of shit. No, not even shit, and the price is so high!"

"So are you still talking to him?"

asked the wife.

"Let's not talk about it."

Zhou Qinhui got up from the bed.

"What are you doing?"

His wife looked at him puzzled, with some complaints in her eyes.

"Don't worry."

Zhou Qinhui turned on the computer, "I need to quickly find the copyright owner of this story."

The so-called copyright owner is where the source of this grievance was found.

In his line of work, he was naturally very cautious about such things, so he wanted to see if Su Li had read this story on a certain website.

If it is, he can find it with a search, and then he will start the next step.

With today's network technology, Zhou Qinhui is not worried about the search problem.

So, he typed the word curse on the largest Internet search platform, and after clicking search, he did not find a single entry for this term.

"Will it not be called this name at the beginning of the story?"

Zhou Qinhui thought of another possibility, that is, when Su Li narrated the live broadcast, he chose a new story name for himself.

Then, Zhou Qinhui typed in another line of text, which were several important keywords he heard just now.

The result came out quickly, still nothing.

So!

After Zhou Qinhui ruled out this possibility, there was another one left.

The copyright owner of this story is Su Li!
Zhou Qinhui guessed that this story was most likely made up by Su Li now, or he had written it before but never published it on the Internet.

In short, he has to hurry up.

In case someone who is idle in the same industry happens to watch this live broadcast and hear this story, then he will directly have an extra competitor.

"Which platform did you watch the live broadcast on?"

Zhou Qinhui turned around and asked.

"National Treasure TV, three 9's in the room."

The wife replied immediately.

This room number is quite impressive, it seems that he is a big anchor.

Zhou Qinhui had a serious expression, and immediately dialed a phone number.

As the team leader of the publishing department of a large domestic film and television company, he naturally has something to do with people in the entertainment industry such as games.

The number Zhou Qinhui dialed was one of the leaders of National Treasure TV.

He wanted to use this to contact Su Li directly to seize the opportunity.

National Treasure TV.

"This brings us to a professional team."

"I don't want to eat chicken, I just want not to lose points."

"What are you afraid of, we have a great god."

Xuan Xuanzi said to them.

"Keep steady."

Su Li's expression also became serious.

After entering the game, they immediately knew that several of them had crashed with the professional team.

Moreover, in the professional team, there is also a super professional player Wei Shen.

The other three have a good relationship with him. Although they are not in the same team, they are all professional players in the pcl division, and they are all people who have seen big scenes.

"I'll go, hit Wei Shen and the others."

"Fuck, four professions, what's the god doing?"

"It is recommended to avoid it first, and try not to cause conflict."

"Although I don't think the Great God has a false occupation, but this is four rows after all, and there are four occupations on the opposite side!"

"I hope the teammates of the Great God will get to know each other better, don't send them away."

In the live broadcast room, the barrage scrolled very fast.

Su Li ignored the rhythmic barrage, this game was indeed full of challenges for him.

Although the four opponents are not professional players in the same team, and their coordination is poorer, the professional title is there and cannot be underestimated.

"If we encounter it later, we will follow your command, Great God."

Xuan Xuanzi said.

"That's right, just like in a match."

Liu Hongdao.

"Row."

Su Li did not refuse either.

the other side.

Maoya TV.

"Crash, crash."

"Across the way is Su Li next door!"

"This is an anchor with four national treasures."

"The anchor team also deserves to be called Crash?"

"I'll go, it's really Wei Shen!"

"Wei Shen is gentle, there is a lady with a sweet voice in the anchor team, don't make her cry."

"."

"Is it Su Li?"

Wei Shen glanced at the barrage and didn't speak, but the expression in his eyes became a little serious.

"Is that the kid who won you and rejected you?"

The teammate laughed.

"Haha, what you said hurts my heart."

"Stop laughing, fight hard, and don't overturn the car later."

Wei Shen said.

"The car overturned? Wei Shen, you look down on us too much. If this car overturns, I will write the name upside down."

"really?"

"My sire never jokes."

"Okay, I'll kill myself when I go in."

"Go away! You gdx."

(End of this chapter)