That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

Tan Miao clicked on the private message, and all he saw at a glance were some unsightly words.

"Stupid B, hot chicken."

"Are you fucking sick? Why are you pretending to be innocent?"

"Pretending to support Maru-ge and pretending not to post it yourself, you are very proficient in fanfare, why don't people like you die?"

"How could my brother Maru be on the same platform as a fool like you?"

"Is it so hot to be so hot? You're still an anchor, no wonder you want to make such a show. Congratulations on becoming popular as you wished. We will often visit your [smile]."

"Don't send mom away, okay?"

Tan Miao quit Weibo directly.

His chest was constantly heaving, and his face was gloomy and frightening.

Reminiscent of the video he just saw, sure enough, every kind of anchor has such kind of fans, it's exactly the same.

Tan Miao's face was icy cold.

However, he didn't want the two-dimensional matter to involve three dimensions, so when Tan Sen came to him, Tan Miao immediately suppressed his negative emotions and didn't show them.

On the contrary, Tan Sen kept thinking in front of him how annoying it was for him to hang B when he was playing games, and what a bad influence Remaru had caused as an anchor...

Tan Miao interjected: "Have you watched his live broadcast?"

"One time, if you don't like his style, then withdraw, it's really... full of foul words."

Tan Miao sneered, and thought to herself: It's conceivable.

Originally wanted to avoid seeing those swear words, but Tan Miao couldn't hold back and opened Weibo anyway.

There are already thousands of comments on his clarification Weibo, click on it, but the popular comments are all fans of Lingwan.

"Take the heat, the appraisal is complete."

"Is it interesting to direct and act on your own? Holding your MB hostage is obviously just putting on a show, shameless."

"You just want to be famous! Congratulations on achieving your goal, but remember, you are still a hot chicken."

Tan Miao swipe down a few more times before finally seeing her fans' comments.

"Delete it, meow. Zero pill is a big anchor after all, so it's not good."

"Can you stop talking nonsense?! Our little cat is obviously a Buddhist anchor, and he doesn't fight or snatch it. Why do you say he's goofing around?!"

"Xiao Miao, delete it, don't mess with this lunatic-like group."

Of course, this comment is full of insults from Zero Maru's fans, and the girl who made this comment is not to be outdone, and spat at Zero Maru's fans.

However, two fists are no match for four hands. How can a girl alone resist the pressure from so many fans? Even so, she is still trying to speak for Tan Miao.

Tan Miao couldn't help but commented: "Are you so embarrassed to bully a little girl?"

Unexpectedly, his appearance aroused an even more frenzied counterattack from Reimaru fans.

"Yo, did Zhengzhu speak? But it caused her to be bullied... Oh no, isn't it you who was educated?"

"You don't have as many fans as others, so blame us? You have the ability to have millions of fans like Brother Wan."

"If you don't live up to your expectations, you deserve it!"

"It's you trash and your fans who are scolding."

Tan Miao, who hadn't had strong negative emotions for a long time, suddenly wanted to curse.

He decisively opened his homepage and quickly typed a paragraph of text.

"I have watched the video, watched the discussion, and specifically asked people who have played this game and know it well, so my conclusion is: Zero Pill is open. To fans: B number is free People's hearts, whether he is open or not, people with a discerning eye have already come to a conclusion, no matter how much you wash it, you can't change the reality.

In the end, something came at me, saying that he was cheating on me, so stop bullying my fans by relying on the number of people. "

After typing, click send decisively.

Tan Miao let out a heavy breath.

He doesn't like to make trouble, but he hates being used as a weapon, and even being chased and bitten just because he said what he wanted to say.

After posting, he quit Weibo directly. Anyway, it is conceivable to comment without reading it.

At the same time, the staff member who took the password of Tan Miao's Weibo account finally sent him a message.

He asked the staff in the morning, and she replied that she didn't know what was going on, so she went to ask for him, it seems that she only asked now.

Her reply was that she had backed up her account password, and it was probably seen by someone in the company, so she used his account to speak for Zero Maru.

And apologized for not asking for his consent.

Tan Miao looked at her dialog box, but did not reply.

Whatever it is, it's too late now.

After a while, Penguin popped up a message again, showing that someone was in the group @他。

The group was also discussing this matter. Tan Miao watched silently, and found that everyone in the group supported him, which made him feel a little relieved.

He was just about to join the discussion when a phone call came in.

Leaf ink.

Tan Miao was stunned for a few seconds before answering the phone: "...Hello?"

His voice hesitated.

"Tan Miao." Ye Zimo's deep voice sounded, as if it was right next to his ear, drumming his eardrum: "Are you okay?"

As soon as the words fell into his ears, Tan Miao felt a burst of grievance suddenly come up inexplicably.

He bit his lip and tried to make his voice sound calm: "I'm fine, why do you ask that?"

Ye Zimo continued to use his voice that sounded emotionless: "I saw your Weibo, if you think their comments are ugly, please ban comments or delete Weibo, but it's not because you said something wrong, You are right, they are wrong."

Tan Miao's heart moved: "Thank you, but..." His stubbornness came up, and he said in a firm tone: "I will not delete it. Since I am right, I will not back down."

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zimo on the other end answered without hesitation: "Okay, listen to you, don't worry, I will stand by your side."

Tan Miao was a little ashamed by this sentence, and her tone softened: "Then... then thank you."

"There's nothing to be thankful for. It's you. Standing on the cusp of the storm will put a lot of pressure on you. If you can't bear it, don't bear it alone."

Tan Miao's mood gradually rose: "Okay, I know, don't worry! I'm a big man anyway, so I'm so fragile."

Ye Zimo seemed to chuckle: "Well, that's good."

The two were speechless for a while.

In the end, Tan Miao held the phone and said hesitantly, "I...I have already gone home."

Ye Zimo hummed: "I saw it."

"Uh, I left in a hurry, so I didn't tell you..." Tan Miao lowered her voice as she spoke.

"It's okay." Ye Zimo said.

Tan Miao suddenly realized that something was wrong, and he didn't do anything wrong, why did it feel like he was apologizing...

He remembered what made him want to go home quickly, and really wanted to ask, but he didn't know how to ask.

After all, it seems a little bad to suddenly inquire about someone's girlfriend.

After hesitating, Ye Zimo spoke first: "I still have something to do here, so hang up first."

Tan Miao didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or regret, so she could only say very straightforwardly: "Okay, go get busy."

Tan Miao put down the phone and waited for him to hang up first, and Ye Zimo waited for him to hang up first, and finally the two stared at the call interface for a while, and then both laughed out loud.

"You hang up first." Tan Miao said with a smile.

Ye Zimo seemed to want to say something, but just said "you" before changing his words: "Okay, I'll hang up first this time."

Before the busy tone ended the call, Tan Miao seemed to hear a girl's voice.

But he wasn't sure if he heard it wrong.

Soon it was time for the live broadcast again, and Tan Miao had already made full mental preparations before the start.

Sure enough, as he expected, the number of viewers in the room reached a number he had never reached before when the live broadcast started.

Unfortunately, most of them came to scold him.

Before the broadcast started, the fans of him and Reimaru were already arguing, and it was clear that his fans had the upper hand.

As soon as Tan Miao started broadcasting, the barrage instantly became more.

"Yo, the hot spicy chicken is on the air?"

"Have you never seen so many people before? Let me see you today."

"What kind of stuff are you, and you deserve to be called Brother Maru?"

"Have you ever played chicken? What qualifications do you have to draw conclusions, are you worthy?"

"I x your whole family!"

"Son, keep barking, why don't you dare to speak?"

Tan Miao turned off the barrage, pretending not to see it.

"Okay, dear friends, today let's proceed to the last level of adding two points to iwannabeyourLOV. Although everyone has guessed what the last two points are, let's keep a little suspense."

Seeing that Tan Miao didn't answer, Lingwan's fans got even more excited.

All kinds of three-character cursing, swearing, and malicious speculation emerged one after another, and Tan Miao's fans were not convinced, and scolded them.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was completely chaotic, and some housing managers, including ZM, were completely overwhelmed with either muting or posting barrages not to quarrel.

Later, seeing that Tan Miao didn't answer the barrage of abuse at all, some people even specially changed the content such as "Talking about the dog's barking", "S13 anchor, let's start the broadcast as soon as possible", "Say that Brother Wan opens and hangs up an account book" and so on. Name, give him a gift, so that everyone in the studio, including Tan Miao, can see what they said.

Tan Miao played and talked less and less, and when it was almost 06:30, he finally fell silent.

Without warning, Tan Miao suddenly moved the mouse arrow to turn off iwannabeyourLOV...

Tan Miao said in a cold voice: "I live broadcast for my fans, for everyone's happiness, not to let you trolls come and scold people. I'm not like your master, I don't like to use swear words, and I don't like my live broadcast The room is full of swear words, let alone watch my fans being abused by you."

"I don't want to let Mr. Mo's hard-working game be finished by me in such an atmosphere, and I don't want you people to watch it. I feel that you are tarnishing Mr. Mo when your eyes fall on his game, so I'm sorry. For my fans, I will download the broadcast early today."

"But fans of Zero Maru, remember, I didn't admit defeat, cheating is cheating, no matter how you wash it, how you deceive people through some detrimental behaviors, and no matter how you incite your fans to attack people who tell the truth. It's useless, it can't change the reality of his cheating, black is black, and it can't be white."

"I said it on Weibo, there is something aimed at me, don't attack my fans."

"I will accompany you to the end."