Five minutes later, Guan Miao read out the four IDs and confirmed that they were all available before connecting with them.
"Hello hello, can you hear me?"
[I can hear you!]
[Woohoo, it really is me.]
"Can everyone just go into the game first, and then we can discuss the lane situation?"
[sure! ]
After opening the game, the other four fans came in one after another according to their room numbers. They were all a little surprised when they saw Guan Miao's shining v10 and strongest king ranks.
A somewhat cute female voice came from the headset, [Guan Guan, your level is really high.]
"Yeah, yeah, if it wasn't for the Black Friday, I'm afraid we'd just have to play in matches." Another person also said quickly.
After Guan Miao comforted them with a few words and asked about the main lane, he found out that none of them played support very much, so he volunteered to choose support.
"I can't say I'm very good at other lanes, but I'm really good at support! I learned it from Woll's tutorial videos when I was in college."
[Wait, Woll? Holy shit, the ancient god-level support, and now people actually know him?!]
"Huh?" Guan Miao looked up and saw the comment. He adjusted his microphone and said, "Woll hasn't been retired for long, right? How did he become an Ancient God?"
[Because there are so many newcomers now, few people know about the first batch of esports players.]
Seeing this comment, Guan Miao's heart suddenly ached, and his tone became a little more melancholy, "Yes, but I think the first batch of e-sports players would also be happy to see that every game is so popular now, right?
At least, their efforts back then were not in vain, and they can now proudly tell their relatives and friends who did not understand them before that they were participating in an Olympic event!
I am bringing glory to my country, not doing nothing."
After saying that, she took a deep breath to suppress the bitterness in her heart, and lowered her head to discuss the lineup for this game with her teammates.
"Everyone, don't be nervous. This is a friendly match, not a ranked match. Just play to your normal level!"
[Okay, I'll try my best.]
Welcome to...
Guan Miao controlled the character, first went to the middle lane to clear the soldiers, then looked at the opponent's wild area, and then went to help our shooter.
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"Shooter, go ahead and leave me alone."
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"I'm resisting, I'm resisting, attack the tower, attack the tower, just attack the tower directly."
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“Wave after wave.”
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More than ten minutes later, the first game ended successfully. Guan Miao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the score of 10.4 on the screen, and then he looked up to interact with his fans.
When I looked up, I was shocked to see that the number of people online had exceeded 500,000. I took a closer look and found that I was not seeing things.
"Five hundred thousand? Why are there suddenly so many people? What happened while I was playing games just now?"
But it is obvious that her fans do not share the same thoughts as her.
[Ahhh, her skin is still so good even when she's so close! I'm so jealous.]
[Silly Guan Guan, you're so close, aren't you afraid we'll take some ugly screenshots?]
"I believe that no one would think so, so can anyone tell me why I suddenly have so many fans?"
[Oh, that's right. It seems a fan left a comment on Woll's post, and he came over to take a look. He also praised Guan Guan for having good awareness. I think he got the idea from him.]
"Huh? Did we alert Senior Woll? Everyone, let's just come back. We can just fight quietly on our own and not alert the professionals."
[That makes sense, otherwise it would be easy for W's fans to think Guan Guan was deliberately trying to gain popularity.]
Seeing that the fans understood what she meant, Guan Miao nodded happily and began to prepare for the next round of lotteries.
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At 8:30 in the evening, Guan Miao closed the live broadcast room. Looking at the smiling face of Deng Ling beside him, he knew that the live broadcast was very effective.
"Not bad, not bad. Now you can think about the benefits of having two million fans."
Guan Miao took a big sip of water before saying, "So, will we be giving out benefits every time we break one million in sales?
If that's the case, even if I'm a decathlon athlete, I'll eventually be exhausted."
What she said made sense. Deng Ling thought for a few seconds and changed her mind, "Then we can prepare benefits for the five million and ten million.
For the rest, can we just use autographed photos and raffles instead?"
Hearing this result, Guan Miao nodded repeatedly, fearing that Deng Ling would change her mind in the next second.
"Okay, you've suffered these past two days, so I'll let you sleep in tomorrow!
As for the follow-up arrangements for your live broadcast, I will have Xueer work overtime to take care of it."
"Great, thank you, Sister Deng Ling. I'll give Xue'er a big red envelope during the May Day holiday."
After returning to the room, Guan Miao quietly locked the door and made sure everything was okay. Then he put San San on the bed. Both of them looked at the little white cat's face with great anticipation.
Various things had been piling up at the same time in the past few days, and she had no time to spare for San San. Now she can finally deal with this matter wholeheartedly.
"Hey, San San, how much love do I have now?"
[Let me see.]
As if to tease them, San San deliberately prolonged his tone, [Oh, now eight... eight hundred and thirty thousand like points, and now there are still eight thousand two hundred points left.
We're only 1,800 away from our goal! Converted to your fans, you'd need another 300,000 or 400,000, which is already a very small goal!]
"Eighteen thousand, eighteen thousand left."
Guan Miao looked at An Jing beside him in ecstasy, "This result is much better than I expected!"
She originally thought that it would be at most 700,000, but she didn't expect it to directly reach 800,000!
Compared to her excitement, An Jing seemed much calmer. "Three or four hundred thousand shouldn't be difficult. If the film's post-production is strong, we might be able to achieve this goal by August!"
"Yes, this is really good news." As she spoke, she seemed to remember something, picked up her phone and quickly typed a string of messages.
"Of course, we have to let Sister Chi and the others know about this good news."
Sure enough, the next second the small group of five people became active, and it was obvious that everyone was very excited.
Having received such great news before going to bed, Guan Miao slept very soundly. When he woke up, it was already past nine in the morning and An Jing was reading a book opposite him.
She turned over, hugged the quilt and said vaguely: "Sister Anjing, I'm so hungry."
"There are hot buns downstairs. Do you want me to get you some?"
When she heard there was food, she was no longer hungry. "Forget it, it's too late now. I already had lunch and I don't feel like eating anymore."
Hearing her say this, An Jing, who had stood up, sat down again. "I don't know who posted the screenshot of you talking about Woll yesterday. Woll even said we could play a game together if we had the chance. So now there are quite a few people in the e-sports circle watching you."
"Really? Senior Woll really invited me to play a game?"
"...Can you listen to the rest of my sentence?"
"It doesn't matter," Guan Miao waved his hand. "I'm an artist, it's normal for me to be watched. Woll's invitation is precious. Let me see if it's real."
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