Fu Cen is not a fool, in the past half a month, what he hates the most is his face. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Not to mention a mere female anchor, even if ****** comes, she doesn't want him to put his face on the screen.

In the face of Guo Yiyi's request, Fu Cen made a few excuses in a blunt tone, that is, he said that he would not take off his mask. I don't want to show my face even if I die.

This reaction is actually more effective than showing your face directly. The audience in the live broadcast room saw him so suspicious, and they could almost conclude that this person was Fu Cen. However, the answer has not been revealed for a long time, and it is a time when people want to see him revealed.

As a result, the audience in the live broadcast room gathered more and more, and soon exceeded one million in terms of 'popularity'. In this era of word of mouth, the people who eat melons are running to tell each other, chasing the absolute hot spot of Fu Cen like chasing stars.

In the barrage, it has been seen that the traditional tearing war has begun. I don't know which person's 'rhythm' it is, and people start debating whether bombers are hateful or Fu Cen is hateful.

Although people hate implicating innocent bombers, they still admire his willingness to challenge the world for his idols.

As for Fu Cen, in the opinion of the mainstream crowd, he is the culprit of the whole incident. It was he who hit Feng Fan first, attracting bombers and killing people. Seeing that the basket was poked big, he became a king again, shrinking his head and not gnawing out.

Guo Yiyi was overjoyed when she saw the number of people in her live broadcast room.

The anchor wants to be popular, and the main thing is 'stalk'. As long as there is an interesting 'stalk' that is passed on by people's mouth. As the birthplace of 'stalks', there is naturally popularity in the live broadcast room.

In addition to the occasional stroke of the barrage gods, the generation of stalks also requires the anchor himself to create as much as possible. Guo Yiyi, as the earliest game anchor in China, is naturally well versed in this and is psychologically prepared to cause trouble.

Duan Yun was helping to make coffee and put cookies on a plate at this moment. There are too many people drinking free afternoon tea here, and Wang Hongfei is a little too busy to be alone.

A place with more people naturally attracts more people, and this theorem is timeless. The café area is full, and the trial area is full. Lin Yuyu was smiling and receiving his first batch of players, looking at them with a nervous mood, expecting to get a 'good review'.

Although she asked, 'Is there anything lacking in the game?' It looks like it's asking for advice. In fact, the answer she wanted to hear was 'perfect, the game is perfect, and Miss Producer is beautiful.'" ’

Luckily, there were a few sweet-mouthed guys who fulfilled her wish and said almost the same polite words.

Just when she was stinky and narcissistic at the same time, her phone rang. Her father said that he had arrived, but he couldn't find the exhibition area, and he needed someone to pick him up.

As a result, Lin Yuyu's voice calling Duan Yun sounded in the exhibition area, "Go to the main gate and pick up my dad!" Remember, work hard, it's all about your winnings today! ”

Duan Yun put down the work in his hand and walked out helplessly.

He wondered, he just met Ren Ruoruo's father, and he had to see Lin Yuyu again. It's like I've seen a lot of objects.

Guo Yiyi rushed to the scene from another direction at this time, and put herself and the exhibition area in the camera at the same time with a smile, and started the interview like a reporter who has experienced a lot of battles.

Fu Cen walked to his boss with a smile and invited credit: "I fooled a female anchor, who is very famous." ”

As he spoke, he used his mobile phone to log in to the live broadcast room of a certain fish Guo Yiyi and asked Lin Yuyu to watch it.

Lin Yuyu's face darkened after a glance, and she turned her head and glued the phone to Fu Cen's face.

"You mentally retarded show me yourself, what is she talking about in the live broadcast room!"

A dense barrage of text floated through the picture continuously, and the discussion was all about the same word - Fu Cen. There has been no game in the entire live broadcast room for a long time, and the focus has shifted to him as a person.

Fu Cen was completely stunned when he saw this and wanted to escape. Guo Yiyi would not give up this opportunity and would not let him go, smiling and blocking the way with his body, aiming the camera at him.

"That, Mr. Fu Cen. You haven't told me about the game you made. ”

When she said this, she raised her mobile phone a little higher, and took pictures of the promotional sign in the exhibition area, and the words 'Chaos Classic' clearly entered the picture.

"What are the features of this game, can you please explain it to me?"

At the same time, the live broadcast room was already filled with comments about the game 'Chaos Codex'.

'What Jibal's name, rubbish, brain-dead. ’

(Welcome to my new book, "The End Is Coming," which received the same high praise in the book review section.) ）

'Fu Cen is a game made by people like this, who plays who sb! ’

Driven by this atmosphere, normal people have turned off the barrage and will not leave a message. Soon, only the trolls' abuse remained in the live broadcast room.

In particular, the news of 'Fu Cen appeared in the live broadcast room' attracted many people other than gamers, who lacked barrage etiquette and audience education, and also made a certain fish audience realize the true meaning of 'foreign trolls are more able to spray'.

Lin Yuyu looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room with a dark face, and was so angry that she had a toothache.

"These bastards, they don't even play, and they say they are brain-dead without even looking at it. You're so brain-dead! ”

She walked through the crowd, stopped in front of Fu Cen, and puffed up her chest to confront Guo Yiyi face to face.

One wears heavy makeup and is dressed in light luxury, and the other doesn't even wear BB cream and wears a promotional T-shirt for his own game. The two women stood in one place, and in the overall perception, they instantly divided the winners and losers, and Guo Yiyi was so defeated that he couldn't find the north. ko！

"Want to know about games, huh? Let me introduce you. I'm the planner and producer of this game.,Those who like Guoman should know me.,I'm Lin Yuyu.,I've organized animated movies before.。 Hello everyone in the live broadcast room. ”

Lin Yuyu put on a face that was not happy to look at anyone, and finally politely greeted the camera.

'Who is this woman?' She's Fu Cen's boss? ’

'Seems like yes. ’

'That kind of people are hired?' Still a beautiful boss. ’

'You know what. It's called a-son with a dog, and it lasts forever. ’

Guo Yiyi didn't care about any games, deliberately bypassed Lin Yuyu, ignored her words, and continued to get to Fu Cen's side to give him as many shots as possible.

Lin Yuyu rolled her eyes, knowing that she couldn't avoid this trouble today.

"Alright, Anchor Guo. Let's get down to business. That's right, he's Fu Cen, what do you want to do with him? Just say it. ”

All along, Lin Yuyu's timidity has only been reflected in Duan Yun's body. Except for not daring to reveal her true feelings to Duan Yun, she dared to do anything else. She dared to recruit the production team to do animation for her dreams, and she dared to recruit the production team to make games for love.

Now in the face of injustice, she naturally dares to expose herself to this small mobile phone lens to attract firepower for her employees.

In fact, this has nothing to do with whether Fu Cen is her employee or not, he just 'just is'. Even if not, Lin Yuyu will stand on her own three-view position and strive to maintain due justice.

The animation she made was a hero film.