Chapter 392: Poor enough to take the bus

Guan Lang saw the barrage that suddenly became lively in an instant, and he felt a little comforted in his heart.

"It's not early, it's past ten o'clock. He adjusted the distance of the microphone before he said with a smile.

"Today is special, I'm idle, I can chat with you, and you can ask me if you have any topics of interest. ”

Of course, not all questions will be answered. ”

The barrage heard his voice, and it also surged suddenly.

"Sounds good!"

"Sisters, put the good sound on the public screen!"

"Nice to hear ("

"The soul is light, I'm idle and have nothing to do to draw the third episode of the Dawn Era, I'm still waiting to see it!"

"It's been many months since God A last livestreamed, will it be broadcast live often in the future?"

"On a special day, is it the birthday of God A?"

Among the countless barrages, some people guessed very coincidentally, Guan Lang still glanced at it and did not respond.

"I don't broadcast live often, and today's is a special limit. He picked a barrage and replied.

"Ahhh

"Wow, I made 100 million, fortunately I got up early today!"

"Anchor, I'll give you a gift, can you broadcast live often in the future?"

"Why don't you turn on the camera? Woo Woo God can't afford a camera? I'll mail you a speaker. ”

......

The barrage scrolls very fast.

It almost fills most of the screen.

You must know that he has only been on the air for a few minutes, and the popularity value in the upper left corner has already reached fifty or sixty thousand.

As we all know, Station B live broadcast is a novice village in the live broadcast room, and there are no big anchors.

Especially in the morning, there are very few people who are popular.

The popularity of his live broadcast room instantly reached the top ten.

Guan Lang has good eyesight, so he can basically watch all the barrage.

He has noticed that many fans in the lower left corner of the live broadcast room have begun to give gifts.

Five brand-new captains, several salutes, and a variety of small kryptonite gifts.

He doesn't have to worry about spending money now, he didn't have to ask for gifts during the last live broadcast, and now that he sells the copyright, there is no need to ask fans for this little money.

"Don't give gifts, don't give gifts. I'm not short of money, if you have spare money, you can buy some snacks you like to eat, or go out to play with friends, there's no need to waste it on me, I don't appreciate gifts. ”

Guan Lang didn't want to be the first to indulge, but he really didn't want fans to give gifts.

This is not to say that he is noble and treats money like dung.

It's just that he is not an anchor and does not rely on gifts from fans to eat.

His main income is animation, and he can make a lot of money from Penguin and Netflix, and he doesn't need these fans' own pocket money.

That's why he didn't say it was his birthday.

Because, he knows that if he says so, there will definitely be a lot of fans to reward, wouldn't that be a small treasury of fans?

However, he also knew that even if he really persuaded him and didn't thank the gift, someone would still reward him.

He can't help this, after all, he can't manipulate fans to stop clicking the mouse through the screen.

"As for the camera, if you all want me to turn it on, then I'll turn it on, but my room is not cleaned up, it's a bit messy, you don't mind. Guan Lang glanced back at the room behind him.

In addition to the bed without a quilt, there were also many manuscripts of work piled up on the workbench, and piles of animation paper were stacked one after another.

"Open open open!"

"Hurry up!"

"Ten thousand blood books open the color!"

"I want to think about it, I want to think about it!"

Guan Lang saw that the voice in the barrage was so neat, and he didn't twist too much.

I rummaged through the cabinet and searched for the camera, and it was connected.

After adjusting the angle, the camera shot was reduced to the lower right corner of the live broadcast screen.

On the main screen, he is opening the joy to fight the landlord.

Prepare to answer questions from fans while doing charity.

"Handsome, handsome!"

"Is this the second dimension? I really love love!"

"Why do you look so handsome as an animator?"

"There is a lot of paper behind me, and God A works so hard!"

"There is no folding quilt, as a mother fan, I want to criticize A Bao here. ”

"The charity anchor is online, can you win from 200,000 to 5 million?"

The popularity of the live broadcast room has quietly risen from 60,000 to nearly 600,000.

instantly topped the list in the live broadcast area, and the second was a chicken anchor who was fixed in the morning live broadcast, with a popularity of 190,000.

The second anchor just finished eating a handful of chicken, logged in to the live broadcast page of station B, and wanted to click into his live broadcast room to see how fans praised themselves.

I caught a glimpse of the popularity of the first place of 600,000 in the spare eye, and I was instantly stunned.

??? where did you get the big brush?

He was unconvinced, but his eyes noticed the anchor's nickname - Aria.

Oh, it turned out to be him, that's fine.

"Wow, God A has also started broadcasting 666!" he couldn't help but sigh. "It's too popular. ”

Many of his fans couldn't help but go into Guan Lang's live broadcast room to watch.

In the live broadcast room, Guan Lang is still communicating with fans.

"I usually don't play much games, so I'll fight the landlord and chat with you, you also have something to watch, so as not to just listen to me talk and be bored. Guan Lang smiled. "One thing to say, my level of fighting landlords is particularly high. Come, choose the highest-end game, the novice field. ”

Yan Fan said that just looking at the camera in the lower right corner is enough, and it will not be boring at all. ”

"God A is too fond of fans, isn't he?"

"The novice field is the highest-end ???"

"I feel like I'm going to get a subsistence allowance soon. ”

Guan Lang looked at the barrage and was not optimistic, and he didn't care.

The rules of fighting the landlord are so simple, can he play badly?

But the next few games of cards told him the fact that fighting the landlord is not a game of skill, but a game of luck.

After getting several huge cards in a row, the subsistence allowance he had received was also emptied.

"Sure enough, the charity anchor!"

"It's so showy!"

"Seriously, I don't think it has much to do with my level if I lose these fights, right?" I feel like the penguins may be targeting me......" Guan Lang didn't expect his luck to be so bad, and smiled helplessly.

"One thing to say, indeed. ”

"Krypton gold, you can become stronger by charging money!"

"If you don't charge the money, Brother Pony will be so poor that you will take the bus!

Just when Guan Lang was about to charge a little bit and continue to pass the time and continue to chat with fans.

A doorbell rang from afar.

Did the little cousin forget to bring something back to pick it up?

"Wait a minute, I'm here, I'll go outside and open the door first. Guan Lang explained to the fans in the live broadcast room, stood up and walked out to open the door.