Zhou Fan knew that a large part of these people were the sailors who were paid by others to bring the rhythm.

And most of the people who followed the coaxing, few of them usually watched their live broadcasts seriously, but they just came over to join in the fun.

On the contrary, it is the silent people who are the iron fans that Zhou Fan has accumulated over the past few days. Originally, he didn't believe in rumors and didn't stand aside, but because he didn't respond for so long, he had hurt them.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to do both.

Zhou Fan shook his head and turned off the group of water friends.

After drinking a glass of water, Zhou Fan turned on the phone, logged in, opened the software to push the stream, and a series of actions were very familiar.

These days, the high-intensity and uninterrupted live broadcast every day has made him accustomed to these steps.

Looking at the familiar room number, Zhou Fan sighed softly.

If you raise a mosquito for a long time, you will have feelings, not to mention the live broadcast room you built.

Although he often suspected that there was a screw deliberately making trouble during the live broadcast, there was a fundamental problem in the road construction of the entire live broadcast room.

is obviously a serious topic, but in the end, it will always become a variety of Wuling Hongguang Santana school buses, which are extremely hot.

He also secretly thought about whether he should change his name and make his debut again, this group of fans is really annoying, cheap and slimy.

But that's just a casual thought.

When the emperor and duke in other rooms were bullying, their little fans fought back unrelentingly,

The boss, the hero, Yin Yin and others did not hesitate to open the emperor, these are all trusts in him as a newcomer;

Every time he is red in the live broadcast room, he is full of sincere thanks when various gifts are rewarded, and when fish balls, shark fins, airplanes, and rockets fly;

When the sailors deliberately ridiculed him and threatened him with unsubscribing, he also cooperated to make various reactions to improve the live broadcast effect for everyone to enjoy;

Every time he teaches a succession, he always tries his best to explain in detail;

Every time he plays, he will always tell everyone his judgment unreservedly what should be done at this point in time, so as to improve the battle level of sailors.

In just ten days of live broadcast, he created one record after another, and gained a large number of fans with his own strength.

Just because of a broken post, because of the unknown behind-the-scenes mastermind who was jealous of his achievements, he had to give up this live broadcast room and give up the dream home he spent a lot of effort to create with fans.

Ask Zhou Fan if he is willing?

Zhou Fan could only shake his head, and on his thin face, the tightly pursed lips highlighted the unrest in his heart.

But what can be done?

What can be done but to compromise?

After all, he has his own considerations, he doesn't want to be a star in the limelight, become a firework in an instant, as fleeting as a meteor.

Because of that road, he had already walked before.

It's a dead end.

The road to death.

Although he didn't know how he got back into this world, he knew very well in his heart that behind the light and hustle, danger lurked in the dark.

If he wants to accomplish that goal, successfully stand on the podium, proudly put his right hand to his heart, and sing the national anthem, he must learn to detour and learn to hibernate.

Hibernates, absorbs nutrients, and grows slowly.

When one day it becomes a behemoth and can no longer be easily handled, it jumps up and flies in the sky.

Fortunately, with Pei Bei's appreciation this time, he will reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles and reduce a lot of dangers.

But you can't be too careful.

After all, if he dies in this life, he doesn't know if he will come back in the next life, and he doesn't have the aura of the protagonist.

Therefore, when he was pushed to the cusp, his first reaction was to separate Zhou Fan, the top science student, from Zhou Xiaofan, an e-sports rookie.

Although there are already some people who know his two identities, he can feel that whether it is Jiang Yuan or Red Night, they are people like him who have their own beliefs and persistence.

Such a person is incomparably pure and cannot be infected by power.

Zhou Fan's considerations are naturally not acceptable to outsiders, and Pei Bei and Du Ruoxue only decided to quit the live broadcast industry when he couldn't bear the pressure of live broadcasting, and at the same time, there was no need for live broadcasting.

For the same reason, he'll have to say it again later.

Zhou Fan clicked on the live broadcast room.

Within a few minutes of the broadcast, the barrage was already like a dense mosaic, blocking the entire screen.

There is no need to identify it, Zhou Fan also knows the content inside.

"Spicy Chicken Anchor, disgusting!"

"Abandon from the beginning to the end, split your legs, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person."

"Get out of the live broadcast world, don't pollute my eyes!"

"Everyone click to report, don't let this kind of anchor continue to harm others!"

Zhou Fan didn't look at the barrage, but said lightly:

"I just started broadcasting yesterday and I saw what you said."

"I thought it was strange at first, I thought you were scolding the wrong person, but then I saw the link in the group, and after reading the post, I realized that it was really coming for me."

"The landlord of that post is really great, a lot of the content that was unknown in the original post, patched again and again."

"At the same time, I also invited a large number of sailors to coax the rhythm to confuse your eyes and prevent you from thinking."

"This Ta, who doesn't know if it's a man or a woman, successfully defeated me with a few pictures and a few paragraphs of text, plus all kinds of water armies to fuel the fire."

"Speaking of which, you may still scold me, thinking that I am still quibbling, and that I can't come up with any dry goods to refute."

"yes, I can't."

After saying this, the already dense barrage almost froze at this time, and a thick layer was covered on the screen, all in a unified format.

"Trash, disgusting, don't think about whitewashing, get out of the live broadcast world!"

Zhou Fan didn't care about it, and continued,

"I know that at this point in time, it doesn't really matter what I say, the vast majority of people are just caught up in the carnival of pushing me down."

"Countless people are united, a big anchor with nearly one million popularity, who was defeated because of his words."

"Feel the power of the group, feel that this is the spirit of unity, condensed together, invincible, no evil."

"This intoxicating smell of blood will only make you like sharks, frantically coming up, getting more and more excited, more and more excited."

"This kind of thing, Mr. Lu Xun has already written."

"I know there are still some people in the room who believe in me and believe that I definitely didn't do those things, and I want to say, thank you for your trust."

In front of the screen, Mr. Ba, Ye Feng and others pursed their lips tightly, feeling that the air was full of blades, and every breath was tormented and painful.

Zhou Fan's voice continued to come faintly.

"Life is like duckweed, we are destined to meet here and spend an unforgettable time together, this is a very precious memory, I will always remember."

"Sincere thank you, I, Zhou Xiaofan hereby announce that I will quit the live broadcast world, and this room will never be lit up again."

"Now, are you satisfied?"

……

[The anchor has been taken off the air......]

Some iron fans held back tears and excitedly opened the water friend group, only to find that the water friend group had been disbanded......

The glory plate of the king of bettas, the new popular king anchor, Zhou Xiaofan, is like a flash in the pan, dissipating in the vast sea of people......

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【Easter Egg】

L City.

In the 32-inch LCD curved screen, on the black broadcast notification, the white barrage is densely laid layer after layer.

Yefeng looked at the notice in QQ that "the group has been disbanded", and silently changed his signature to a sentence.

"When you meet in the micro, stay together in the poor, and wait for you to come back."

End of book!

I'm talking nonsense, it's not over, don't go! Wait until I get back!

(End of chapter)