KPL’s strongest fan

"Of course I have to eat hot pot when it's cold."

Buzhou answered unhurriedly from behind Li Anle.

"Yes, yes, hot pot! Sister Ling, I want to eat hot pot."

Li Anle also echoed.

"Okay! Hot pot then!"

Lin Ling glanced at the other people in the lounge and said,

"Do you have any opinions?"

"no!"

"I want, too!"

"Let's go, let's go, I'm hungry!"

"Haidilao Haidilao!"

At the end of the last day of the selection, a group of GA people left the competition venue with the joy of victory.

At the entrance of the venue, many GA fans braved the cold wind to pick up after get off work. When they saw them coming out, they held up their mobile phones and took pictures of them.

"Keep up the good work for the rest of the game!"

"Maybe we can continue to be the distinguished number one fans of the group?"

"Keep up the good work!"

"Can you go back and start a live broadcast? You haven't started a live broadcast for a long time! There are spider webs growing in the live broadcast room!"

"Bodies, we are waiting for you in the rainy and windy live broadcast room!"

GA and others were very happy to win the game. They smiled and waved to the fans, but no one agreed to the live broadcast.

After getting on the bus, Lin Ling reminded Li Anle and others that each of them still had a lot of live broadcast time this month, and they could still broadcast it if they had time.

There was a cry in the car.

Li Anle suddenly thought of something and turned on his phone.

She has been broadcasting for much longer than Xiaosong and others. It has been almost ten days since she broadcasted, and there are only a few days left in this month. She needs to see how much time she has left so that she can make arrangements later.

But if you don’t know this, you will be shocked when you see it.

After logging into the backstage and seeing the length of his live broadcast, Li Anle's happy mood suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Team...Captain, how much time do you have left?"

Li Anle turned around and looked at Bu Zhou beside him, almost crying.

"I have only broadcasted for 25 hours, and there are 55 hours left. Today is the 22nd, and there are only 8 days left. The average is nearly 7 hours a day. What should I do?"

Seeing Li Anle like this, Buzhou also took out his mobile phone and looked at it.

"Well...I still have 60 hours."

As soon as Bu Zhou finished speaking, Xiao Song over there also let out a scream:

"I still have 50 hours!"

When Ojiang heard Xiaosong's voice, he came over with a smile:

"I remember when I asked you to start the show earlier, you always wanted to go back and watch anime. It's normal for there to be so much time left now. Don't panic, just make up for it slowly."

"Hey, you are smiling so happily, do you think you have no time left?"

"Hey, I only have 30 hours. I just need to broadcast for three hours every day. It's very fast."

Dajiang smiled so hard that he deserved to be beaten.

"Mishen, Xiaoye, Xiushan, how many do you have left?"

Xiaosong asked the others unwillingly.

Lost: "30."

Xiaoye: "No more."

Xiushan: "No more."

"...It's okay. I still have Sister Xiaole and the captain with me. If you are gone, we will be gone."

Xiao Song turned around and looked at Bu Zhou and Li Anle flatteringly:

"Sister Xiaole, captain, what are you going to do with so much time left?"

"Let's broadcast it, what else can we do?"

Bu Zhou directly opened the live broadcast software in the training machine.

"Ah? Now?"

Everyone else was shocked.

"Well, of course, now we have to race against time."

Without saying a word, he clicked on the broadcast.

Not even Zhou started broadcasting, and the others quickly followed.

Within a few minutes, the entire bus was filled with the sounds of several people interacting and chatting with fans.

Playing games in the car is definitely not easy to operate, so long chat sessions are perfect.

Later in the "celebration banquet", GA and others also spent time chatting with fans while eating during the live broadcast.

Buzhou and Li Anle's live broadcast room still has the largest number of people, especially Li Anle. Most of the fans are cute and friendly, and the atmosphere of communication and interaction is very good.

“What dishes do you like to eat when eating hot pot?”

After feeding a potato slice taken out of the clear soup pot into his mouth, Li Anle saw this barrage.

"Hmm...potatoes and lettuce."

"Meat dishes? Um...Does chicken feet count?"

"No one eats hot pot or vegetarian food... I just like vegetarian food, I still like it very much! There must be friends like me, right?"

The barrage floated by "yes".

"Let me tell you, there must be some."

Li Anle smiled and continued to pick up her lettuce slices.

After putting the lettuce slices into his mouth, he looked at the barrage again.

"What kind of food does Brother Lan like? Brother Lan?"

Li Anle watched the barrage and reacted for a while, then remembered that she was asking about her captain.

"Um...you can ask the captain directly what he likes. Isn't it on air? Ask me and I don't know."

Li Anle smiled, a little embarrassed, picked up the drink at hand and took a sip.

Another series of barrages flashed across the screen.

"He won't tell us, please ask... um..."

Li Anle secretly glanced at Buzhou around him.

From a short distance, she could see clearly that her captain's handsome face seemed a little gloomy.

Li Anle shrank his neck and did not dare to ask.

"...Captain doesn't like people who talk about such private matters very much, so I won't ask."

Li Anle began to immerse himself in the food, letting the barrage go on and on.

She knew why Bu Zhou was in a bad mood. When the broadcast started, everything was relatively normal. But as Bu Zhou started to answer the barrage questions, some people in the live broadcast room began to become bold.

Height and weight, how many people live in the family, how many acres of land the family has, what other hobbies they have after work, what type of girls they like, all are as vigorous as checking the household registration.

Although it was a bit tongue-in-cheek, Buzhou didn't like to talk about personal matters with the barrage. Due to the length of the live broadcast, he couldn't download it, so he simply started the game.

At this moment, he was filling in for a jungler who was killing him randomly in the peak game. Li Anle thought for a while and thought it would be better not to mess with him.

Others are much more unrestrained than Buzhou.

Especially Komatsu and Dajiang. At first they were afraid of turning on the camera, but now they are not used to live broadcasting without turning on the camera, and they can still talk and laugh with the audience in the live broadcast room.

Although Mi Shen doesn't like to talk, there are few people in his live broadcast room, so his method of dealing with it is more straightforward - he turns on his mobile phone and plays the live broadcast on the table, letting the few viewers in the live broadcast room look at the ceiling of Haidilao while he agonizes over it. eat.

Li Anle felt full after eating a few bites of food. Seeing that Bu Zhou had been playing games and didn't even take a few bites, he thought of a way.

"Captain, how about I help you broadcast for a while, and you eat something first."

Bu Zhou was obviously taken aback.

"Don't you want to broadcast it yourself?"

"I'm chatting with Danmu. You're playing a game. If there's no conflict, give it to me."

What Bu Zhou wanted to say, Li Anle had already taken the training machine from Bu Zhou's hand.

"The fans in the live broadcast room definitely don't want you to just play games without eating anything. I'll help you fight. You eat something first."

After speaking, Li Anle also interacted with the audience in Buzhou's live broadcast room.

"I also have benefits as a broadcaster. You can choose heroes, and everyone just has to be miserable and watch the broadcast for a while. How about it?"

The barrage passed by with a loud "Okay".

Although there were a few disagreements mixed in, Li Anle automatically ignored them.

Bu Zhou just happened to get this hand for the jungler. Although he was killing randomly, his teammates were sending flying blows. The situation was not optimistic enough. She still had to put in some effort if she wanted to win.

No matter what the barrage was posting, the moment she got Buzhou's phone, her mind immediately fell into the game.