Chapter 11: A Flower
Griffin couldn't help but sigh, the times are different, and the appearance is not as good as before.
Exiting the live broadcast platform of Wasteland, Griffin connected to the Internet and entered the live broadcast platform of Emperor Star, and he planned to wait and see the data.
At this glance, I was a little surprised.
Lu Yishen's popularity has always been very high, no matter which platform it is, it has firmly ranked in the top 1 of the major lists of the same type.
To Griffin's surprise, among these super popular base members, Tang Wei, who has always been at the bottom, has climbed all the way this time, and his traffic and popularity have even surpassed Jiang Shuli, who has always been firmly on the second list, and ranked second.
This was quite a surprise.
Speaking of Tang Wei, Griffin shook his head, this newcomer is like a time bomb, and his gameplay and style are notoriously extreme.
But the popularity is high.
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The first floor of the hospital.
"Babies, we're on the first floor of the hospital."
"What you can see now is that the first floor is crowded with people...... Hey, big brother, you stepped on my foot!! ”
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"It's okay, pay attention next time." The young man in the beige trench coat held up his mobile phone, reached back to the foot of the Martin boot, and continued to smile, "There was a little episode just now, let's continue to ah, babies." ”
"Are you wondering why there are so many people in the hospital?" Meng Qi smiled, looking at the air seriously.
Beside.
Jiang Mo had messy hair on his head and his face was expressionless. It's been more than ten minutes since the beginning! This person can also horn into the air for a while, without panting in between.
A wonderful flower.
Meng Qi continued to output: "This time it is a survival copy, the theme is 'mutation', and now those who come to the hospital to register, 99% of the causes are fever." ”
"That's right." The young man paused and added, "Babies, this is still an RPG-oriented dungeon. ”
"RPGs understand?" Meng Qi tilted his head, raised his eyebrows and said, "Role-playing game, role-playing!" ”
"Speaking of which, this role-playing ........." burst out of output.
Jiang Mo, who listened to the whole process on the side: "......"
Jiang Mo only wanted to find Teacher Fu and Gu Ping'an now, instead of listening to a second-hand guy talking to himself here, which made him so embarrassed that he picked his toes on the ground.
If he hadn't seen the live streaming bracelet on Meng Qi's wrist, Jiang Mo didn't want to admit that this product was also one of them.
There are a lot of people on the first floor, and they are stuck in the crowd and can't leave for a while.
Jiang Mo was thinking about how to clear the customs, and suddenly, Meng Qi's arm was on his shoulder.
Meng Qi: "Babies, I'll introduce you to a new friend." Jiang Mo, the youngest interloper of Wasteland. Come, Momo, say hello to the babies~"
Jiang Mo: "......"
"Go away."
knocked out Meng Qi's hand, and Jiang Mo wrapped his hands around his chest.
Rolled his eyes without a trace.
Even if the footage in the level will be presented to the real world in the form of a live stream.
But......
It's just one-way...... Unidirectional!
The audience can see them, but they don't receive feedback from the audience.
To put it simply, there is no two-way interaction between the anchor and the viewer.
It's like the audience is watching TV.
But Meng Qi's posture is like a live broadcast online, and the sense of ceremony is a bit inexplicable.
Staircase opening.
Fuxing, who was holding the discharge procedures, appeared around the corner.
The girl wears sunglasses, wavy curls, a designer brand, a black T-shirt, a cropped pair of cargo pants, and a thin heel on the soles of her feet.
Jiang Mo saw Fu Xing in the crowd at a glance, but he didn't dare to recognize it.
The figure is familiar, but in my impression, Mr. Fu has never dressed like this.