Zhao Mengke boasted to his roommate a little proudly that players of their level could basically only sit and wait for twenty shots in despair when they met the anchor.

But now, directly pressing the anchor opposite to the ground and rubbing it, this feeling, Zhao Mengke can only say that it is very refreshing, very high-eyebrowed.

The most, the most, the most important thing is that with Wang Wu in a double row, not only can you hear all kinds of sentences that make people feel bright, but also, Zhao Mengke is very comfortable playing. It's like this one.,In the past, playing an Amumu.,If you can keep your own wild area, that's burning high incense.,It's impossible to be like now.,Quadrangular jungler treats the opposite wild area as if it's your own home.,Look at the opposite side of the single is not happy.。

It can be said that it is only now that Zhao Mengke finally found the joy of playing games, and the game experience is very good.

There is a latest-model small flame mobile phone on the table, with a large screen and large capacity, and what appears on the screen is Wang Wu's live broadcast room.

Zhao Mengke knew that Wang Wu was the anchor, and in fact, as soon as he came up today, he immediately opened Wang Wu's live broadcast room, and now he can be regarded as a loyal fan of Wang Wu.

"Hey, what kind of hero is this, why haven't you seen it before?"

Zhao Mengke's roommate asked curiously, everyone is in the alliance, so they are naturally very concerned about the things in the game.

"The new hero, the Wind Sword Hao, let me tell you, this hero is super powerful, and besides, it's called a show in the hands of Sister Wu."

Zhao Mengke smiled and introduced the new hero and Wang Wu's glorious deeds to his roommate, of course, his subordinates did not stop, and after going home to replenish a wave, he continued to bury his head in the wilderness.

"Okay, okay, congratulations, you've found a big thick leg, and in the future, your rank in our dormitory will be your highest."

Zhao Mengke's roommate patted her on the shoulder and said in a somewhat sour tone.

To be honest, I'm a little envious, why don't I have such good luck.

In these years, it is really not so easy to find a powerful and girl, but Zhao Mengke bumped into it.

"By the way, tomorrow the Beacon Fire team will come over, and the president said that we still need to prepare some snacks."

Speaking of the Beacon Fire team, not only Zhao Mengke has spirit, but even her roommate likes it very much.

Of course, this is also normal, although the Beacon Squad has come from an obscure Internet café team to the present, however, the Beacon Clan, an Internet café team, is not simple. From the beginning of its establishment to the present, the Beacon Clan has been invincible in all the Internet café competitions in Xiangcheng, and it is said that there are already bosses who are preparing to discuss with the Beacon Clan about entering the professional arena.

In addition, there are two members of the Beacon team from the e-sports club of Xiangcheng Academy of Liberal Arts, the kind of appearance and strength that are both online, and there are many little fans in the Academy of Liberal Arts.

It is precisely because of this that Zhao Mengke was supposed to rest at home on the weekend, but he only returned to school after a half-day break.

Zhao Mengke's roommates are the same, and both of them have joined the e-sports club, of course, at their level, at most, they are cheerleaders or logistics team members or something.

Tomorrow, the Beacon team will hold an exhibition match in the Faculty of Liberal Arts, and in addition to the team competition, there will also be a water friend competition, which will last at least three hours, so as the organizer, the Faculty of Liberal Arts must do a good job of logistical support. As we all know, professional players will not eat too much before playing, and some will even choose not to eat, in order to make themselves more focused and focused, so this halftime snack must be prepared.

This task naturally fell on Zhao Mengke and her roommates.

"Hey, this one, let's go to the supermarket later."

Zhao Mengke's eyes fell on the mobile phone, there was a link hanging on the live broadcast room, if it wasn't for the urgency of time, she felt that she could buy some from Sister Wu. After all, people bring their own points, and buying some snacks can be regarded as a wave of support.

It's a pity that I will use it tomorrow, and it may probably be too late.

"Alright then, I'll go take a shower first, and we'll go out together later."

Zhao Mengke's roommate smiled, and then went to the bathroom.

...

"Well, kill the Silver Emperor, eat a meat muffin first to suppress the shock, otherwise I will come to me with Nakano on the other side later, and I will suffer."

Wang Wu smiled and took out a meat muffin from her pocket to eat, as if she had countless meat muffins in her pocket, and since the start of the broadcast, she has eaten almost ten in a row.

"Damn, this is too edible, isn't it? I just can't stop talking. ”

"As far as the melon skin anchor eats, I suddenly have a little hopelessness."

"That's right, I just went to see the connection in the live broadcast room, a pack of small meat muffins costs ten yuan, according to the anchor's way of eating, I feel that I will go bankrupt in less than a month."

"The most edible anchor in history was born,"

"Sister Wu, don't eat it, I'm afraid I won't be able to accept the reality when the time comes."

...

The barrage attacked first, and as far as Wang Wu ate this frequency, many sailors were cool and cool in their hearts.

After all, many sailors fantasize that Wang Wu is a beautiful girl, but according to this rhythm, I am afraid that it will be cold.

Don't look at it when the time comes, it's just a big fat man.

"No matter how you eat, you won't get fat,"

Wang Wu smiled, and then continued to return to the opposite line.

The male knife has collapsed, Wang Wulu has a fork in his hand, and for a male knife that happens to be six, it is basically all kinds of unreasonable abuse.

took a look at the popularity of the live broadcast room, which has exceeded 20,000 at this time, and is still growing, many of which are transferred from Meng Yuan. In addition, with the rise of Wang Wu's popularity, the ranking of the live broadcast room is also rising, and it is slowly being seen by more and more people, although the growth is very slow, it can be said that for Wang Wu, no matter how few mosquito legs are, it is meat.

The first tower on the lower road is broken, and the two good teammates who were pressed and beaten before are now very comfortable advancing to the second tower on the opposite lower road, and the whole game has basically lost too much suspense.

Wang Wu looked at the male knife cowering under the tower, "Silver Emperor, now, it's time to show your true skills, right?" ”

"If you don't start your show again, be careful that the fans run out."

However, the male knife remained motionless under the tower and did not reply a word.

"Cut, no gentlemanly demeanor at all."

Wang Wu pursed his lips disdainfully, this Meng Yuan is really bad, if it were her, even if she lost, she would smile and type the word MMP.