Find him troubleso and boring, annoying as hell?
Thinking so, Ji Yan’s curled eyelashes trembled slightly.
Then, he dove back into the blanket.
And what is Su Yan up to after stepping out?
Heading ho to live stream.
The original host was a ga broadcaster.
With attractive looks and a joyful way of speaking, plus top-notch gaming skills, he had made a bit of a na for himself in the world of ga broadcasters.
Now... looking at the ti, it should be the mont to start the live stream.
Once ho, Su Yan entered the room.
Very professional equipnt, she turned on the computer.
Then, Xiao Hua in her mind said:
"Host, ’PUBG,’ also known as ’chicken dinner,’ handles up to a hundred players per match, offering a variety of modes whether you team up or go solo. You need to figure out how to survive until the very last one, much like its na implies."
Xiao Hua’s explanation was very straightforward.
After so much knowledge from different planes.
Xiao Hua had a lot of confidence in her host.
As long as the host understood, she was sure to handle it very well.
When the live stream started, many viewers swiftly entered the stream room.
Su Yan’s streaming handle was ’Yanhuo’
As a result, most of the incoming barrage of comnts were:
’Yanhuo, you’ve finally arrived.’
"Were you out on a date? Why are you starting so late??"
’Xiao Yan, let’s get started, I can’t wait any longer.’
’Bro 666, why are you online so late this ti?’
The crowd was chattering away, the tone quite affectionate—it was clear they had been watching the host’s streams for quite so ti.
Following that ca so donations, though none of them were particularly large.
Su Yan opened the computer and launched the ga PUBG.
Her fingers slowly glided over the mouse.
Xiao Hua watched her host seriously and intently.
Uh... for so reason, it felt kind of odd.
Half an hour later.
When Su Yan had died five tis and was entering the ga for the sixth ti.
Xiao Hua suddenly realized:
"Host, your, your skills are not really up to par."
By this ti, the chatroom was filled with a mix of anger and laughter.
The angry ones were new fans who ca for a pure skill-based live stream:
"What the FFFF!!! What the hell are these skills? You’re broadcasting this playstyle?"
"Just go ho, you’re wasting my ti!"
"Just half an hour passed, and you haven’t killed anyone yet. You’ve already restarted five tis with such lousy skills, do you even deserve to call yourself a skill-based strear?"
While so of Su Yan’s regulars were laughing themselves silly:
"Hahahaha, Comrade Yanhuo, what’s happened? Didn’t wake up fully or is it that ti of the month?"
"My god, little Yanhuo... hahahahaha, could you not make that serious face while fooling around?"
"Seeing Yanhuo’s serious face, I thought she was about to unleash a secret technique, but instead... my god, hahahahaha"
Su Yan fiddled with the mouse lethargically.
Even her mouse maneuvers suggested unfamiliarity.
Xiao Hua couldn’t bear to look and whispered to the host:
"Host doesn’t seem very familiar with this, does she?"
Su Yan moved her fingers and looked at the live stream’s cara, then said:
"Haven’t played in a long ti, got rusty."
Her serious face once again triggered waves of laughter and swearing.
"Aaaaaah! Hahaha, my god, is this the sa Yanhuo who used to curse up a storm? Why do I feel... kinda chard?"
"Yanhuo! I love you, I’ll always support you!!"
"Comrade Yanhuo, are you serious with what you said?"
Following that, Su Yan quietly communicated with Xiao Hua:
"I’m not really used to electronic products."
She explained.
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