The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"Three days. Originally I planned to come for just one day, but it takes time to revive the in-game character, so I asked the company if I could come for two more days."

As the first person to die gloriously, she has been unhappy about it, but what can she do? It has already happened and she can only accept it calmly.

So the first thing she did after logging off was to report to the company, hoping to see if she could get one more day to play in a high-level or low-level competition.

Unexpectedly, the company was so generous and gave her three days, which made her, a small anchor, a little flattered.

"That's as it should be. Your popularity and popularity have almost overshadowed the entire league recently. Plus, you've played pretty well. I think it's a loss for the league if you don't play for four days."

Xiaowei was very envious of Youyou for being able to have so much playing time.

Although she didn't understand the game very well and was always criticized by Brother Long as a player who specialized in makeup, she was a loyal follower who followed Xiao Juanmao to the new platform.

Although they cannot be said to be among the first group of people to play Werewolf, they can be considered veterans. However, even such a close relationship was no longer useful after Curly handed over the management rights of the senior and junior leagues to the company.

The company will select guests based on various aspects such as performance points, feeding, live broadcast room flow, and program effect considerations.

It can be said that they are absolutely ruthless. As long as one of your conditions is not met, she cannot come. Unless the two big guys with one vote make the decision, otherwise, her ban is a foregone conclusion.

"Don't say that. The entire league was built by Curly Brother. I'm just a freeloader. How can I say how important I am? I just hope I can come here a few more times after playing games."

Youyou shook her head repeatedly to deny Xiaowei's unintentional words. Her full live broadcast career was not even as much as a fraction of what some people at the table had. She didn't dare to be so arrogant.

If other people with ulterior motives heard this, who knows what kind of rhythm she would be led into in the super topic.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, I said the wrong thing, I just speak without thinking when I'm sad"

After Xiaowei apologized, she quickly covered her mouth, and her watery eyes looked at Youyou with grievance.

"Oh, okay, okay, that expression of yours is too murderous, stop looking at me like that."

Youyou took the milk tea and quickly quickened her pace towards the competition venue. If she continued to talk, she would miss the game.

...

"Youyou? Didn't you ask for leave before? Why are you here again?"

Brother Long, who was seriously supporting his enemy CP, saw Youyou walking in cautiously with a cup of milk tea in hand and asked with concern.

"I died in the game and it took four days to revive, so I told the company about it and they arranged for me to come."

youyou told the whole story without reservation. To him, Brother Long was his benefactor, the one who discovered him. The two older brothers who had been there during the early days of his live broadcast were also Brother Long's die-hard fans.

If there really was a choice, and she had to pick between Little Curly and Brother Long, she would definitely choose Brother Long, if not for anything else, then just for the kindness of being a guide.

Of course, this choice must be made without any room for easing, but given the strong "father-son relationship" between Brother Long and Little Curly, things would never develop to that point.

"Listen, Master Kuang, do you hear that?"

"Youyou can now choose how many days to come by herself. She is from our Shanghai Junior High School. Back then, she stood out from a group of small anchors with her extraordinary strength and became a permanent player of Shanghai Junior High School. Then, she came to the stage of the advanced competition with her strength and the popularity of that game. Now? She has become a player who is not inferior to me. What do you say? Speak to me? Do you have such a player in Beijing Junior High School?"

Although Beijing Low and Shanghai Low are not competitors, these people have been together for many years and have said everything that should and should not be said in private.

As he returned to his hometown in glory and became the head of the Shanghai Low School and had been the head of the Beijing Low School, he naturally did not want to miss the opportunity to mock his old friend Kuang Shao, who is now the head of the Beijing Low School competition.

"Oh my, you are amazing. How can I be alone? Yue Buqun is a man who has been exiled from Beijing. Have you forgotten the time when he fanned you?"

"Besides, why would you miss the past? I remember that youyou has only been a streamer for a few months. Has killing Werewolves seven days a week made your brain confused?"

The young master raised his glasses and launched a counterattack towards Brother Long who was looking at him with a joking expression.

"Don't mention that guy. I don't want to mention him. How can he compare to Youyou? Haven't you seen how bad his condition has been recently? Although Youyou hasn't reached the point of 100% sideline rate, as an outstanding contestant who has been strictly selected by our Shanghai City, she must be 18 streets ahead of your people."

Brother Long still refused to give in. Under normal circumstances, if Young Master Kuang mentioned that hypocrite Yue Buqun, he would remain silent. But it was different now. He had a trump card in his hand. If he didn't show off now, when would he show off?

"Stop arguing. How dare two leagues with low statistics quarrel here? I can't stand it. People who don't know would think that you guys break 100,000 every time."

The arrival of Curly, who came back slowly from the restroom, ended the argument between the two people. In fact, it was just a quarrel between two long-time friends.

"What's up? You're talking about your matches always having over 100,000 viewers?"

Brother Long replied angrily.

"So what? I've at least exceeded 100,000 viewers. How about you? What's your highest number? 40,000? 50,000?"

"No way, the competition organized by the Buddha Worshiping Wolf King, one of the most beggars in the world, who is extremely friendly to novices and known for his good temper, has not reached 70,000, right? No way, no way?"

Little Curly sat steadily in seat number seven, watching the changing expressions on Brother Long's face with a smile.

"That's enough, just wait. I'll kill you with whatever I touch. The guard will heal you to death, the witch will poison you to death, and the werewolf will definitely chop you first. If I can't kill you, I'll keep chasing you with the knife."

"Okay, okay, the latest headlines have been changed a long time ago, let youyou say something, I'm so curious about the game she's playing, tell me what's going on with the four-day cooldown."

Curly didn't eavesdrop on their conversation at the door. As one of the league's top leaders, he could see the other party's request for leave.

"I was killed by a surprise attack, and it took four days for me to be resurrected in the game."

youyou was flattered and repeated what she had already said several times.