"Forehead ......"

An Xiaojiu's reply made Lin Chen cry and laugh, he thought that the other party was a middle-aged man with a successful career or a young man who liked to play games, but he would never have thought that An Xiaojiu, who had been guiding him, turned out to be a 'primary school monk'.

"Isn't the eleven or twelve-year-old elementary school monk the age of playing with mud? Why can he be the first to comment on the game skills, can it be said that the post-05 primary school monks are so rebellious?"

He complained in his heart, coughed twice on the surface, and said embarrassedly: "Ahem, okay, Brother Xiaojiu doesn't have time for the time being, and I can't force it." When you enter junior high school, we can play together again when we have time!"

After finishing speaking, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and he quickly added: "It's better for children not to play games!"

He was embarrassed, and the audience in the live broadcast room was already laughing like crazy.

"666, the thigh has become an elementary school monk, just ask the anchor if you are embarrassed!"

"The current elementary school monk is really powerful, I thought Xiao Jiu was a professional gamer!"

"Anchor, this round of operation is my service, you better don't bother Xiao Jiu, let him feel at ease with his homework!"

The barrage has been brushed a lot, but there is no reply from An Xiaojiu. In the past, Lin Chen may have thought that An Xiaojiu went to other live broadcast rooms, or was discussing things with the people around him, and didn't care about the barrage.

Ever since he knew An Xiaojiu's identity, he couldn't help but make up a picture in his mind.

In the warm house, an elementary school monk was concentrating on watching the live broadcast, and a beautiful young woman suddenly appeared behind him.

Shaking his head and clearing the picture, Lin Chen admonished: "Xiao Jiu is still young, don't talk about him, let him write his homework with peace of mind!"

Hearing his statement, the audience didn't dare.

"Who is making fun of Xiao Jiu, we are obviously making fun of you!"

"I accept the anchor's ability to shake the pot!"

In the midst of laughter, a game is nearing the end again. There was no doubt that Lin Chen was shot and killed again.

He rarely enters the city, is relatively unfamiliar with the environment, and it is difficult for him to find someone hiding in the room, and by the time he finds out, he has been shot and fell to the ground.

"After mastering the mystery of 98K, I must jump buildings often in the future, and I can't always be a driver!" Lin Chen said when he quit the game.

"PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds" is, after all, a gunfight game, the mainstream is still a battle, it is very interesting to be a Didi driver or a motorcycle, but there is no tension of the battle. Carefully search for equipment and kill one by one to sneak attack opponents, this is the true meaning of the game.

After finishing speaking, he looked at the same time, it was already half past six in the afternoon, and his parents would go home in a while, he thought about it for a while, and said: "Thank you for your company for a day, today's live broadcast is over here, I hope to meet you again tomorrow!"

He does not forget the feeling of vertigo that he felt in the morning, and before he got used to it, he would appear from time to time. He can't wait for his parents to come home before he goes off the air, and if his parents find out about his status, his parents will definitely prevent him from continuing to be a game streamer.

For his parents, he can not make money, or he can not have much ability, but he can't live without a healthy body. In order not to worry them, he needs to eliminate all hidden dangers before his parents arrive home.

After one day of live broadcast, his number of subscribers exceeded 80, reaching 82 people, and the average popularity was around 55, which was nearly ten times higher than yesterday. The more viewers, the higher the requirements for him, he wants to go off the air, but some viewers are unwilling.

There was no way, he could only apologize again and again, emphasizing that he would start the broadcast early tomorrow before the audience let him go.

Turning off the live broadcast software, Lin Chen hurriedly shrunk his body on the chair and closed his eyes gently. The moment he closed his eyes, a strong sense of weightlessness greeted him, and his ears thundered, and the sky swirled.

Even if he had been prepared, the sudden feeling of vertigo still made him very uncomfortable, his eyes were closed, and in order to reduce the feeling of vomiting, he crossed his hands and squeezed each other's mouths together.

After two or three minutes, the dizziness began to subside, and after another minute, Lin Chen finally regained his clarity.

"Whew...... It's really uncomfortable!" With a long breath of turbidity, Lin Chen wiped his forehead and found that his face was already wet with cold sweat. He took out a napkin to wipe away the cold sweat, and he muttered: "The dizziness is a little less than at noon!"

Compared with noon, the feeling of dizziness has indeed decreased a lot, the intensity is decreasing, and the time is also decreasing. Even if there was no timer, he believed that the vertigo that occurred at noon would not be less than five minutes, and after an afternoon, the time was reduced to three minutes, and this change shocked his spirit.

"Reduce it by two minutes each time, as long as you do it twice, the dizziness will disappear!" "The dizziness is not comfortable, after the nervous system has problems, the brain can't control the body at all, and if you go any further, Lin Chen may lose control.

After suffering it twice, he was already terrified of vertigo. He believes that if you are in vertigo for a long time, even if you have the ability to 'solidify', your body will inevitably cause damage.

Fortunately, the brain has already begun to adapt to the optimized vision, and it won't be long before the vertigo will leave him.

After a few more minutes of rest, he began to process his clothes, wash his face, and change his clothes were essential. Everything was taken care of, and the parents just returned home.

Answering his parents' questions about the network anchor, eating, and watching TV as a family Needless to say, at eight o'clock, Lin Chen sat down in front of the computer again.

As soon as he sat down, he was attracted by the QQ message, or the 'rookie anchor exchange group', I don't know who Aite all the members, the exchange group has been flashing in the lower right corner. Click on the group avatar, and thousands of messages appear in front of him.

The new crowd seems to be always hot, members from all over the world, because of their love for the anchor, they get together, they tell their longing for the anchor, share the secrets of him and the anchor, and tell other newcomers some secrets of the anchor circle.

Anything about the live broadcast industry can arouse their 120,000 interest, they forget the live broadcast, forget their dreams, and sink into the communication again and again.

Of course, there are also people who chat, and there are also some small circles that are gradually formed, and there are also the idea that new people want to get together.

Lin Chen is also a newcomer, he also has all the characteristics of a newcomer, he has momentum, perseverance, and he is also ignorant, and wants to share his success with everyone, although those achievements are insignificant. However, he still wanted to talk about it and be worshipped.

But as soon as he typed the first word, his movements were stunned. The live streaming software he opened reminded him that he needed to edit the video, upload the video to the website, and go to the top post.

The folder that he had already read half of it was also telling him that he needed to understand the rules of the game and practice his game skills. Every time he chatted in the group for a minute, he was one point away from completing the task.

With a slight smile, Lin Chen closed the chat window.

"I can't participate in your chat, but I'll be who you want to be!"

Perhaps with encouragement, perhaps with anticipation, he reopened the video software and edited out the flagged video. Three hours later, after the video was uploaded, he didn't have time to rest, and opened "CrossFire" again, his movements becoming more and more determined to the sound of bullets falling.