Chapter 439: Krypton Gold Boss vs Game Anchor (56)
Xu Jinxiao rolled his eyes, thinking of the usual many comments that were curious about him, and this incident, he leaned over and said with a smile,
[If you want to see my operation, please follow Axun. I will only appear in Axun’s live broadcast room. Everyone is welcome to join.]
Wen Xun's pupils trembled. Danqing's face was very close to him. He put the microphone to his mouth when he spoke. Danqing couldn't help but get very close when speaking directly into the microphone.
Wen Xun's heartbeat quickened and the tips of his ears turned red. He could even feel Xu Jinxiao's breath on his face.
Wen Xun was a little confused and lowered his head shyly.
Xu Jinxiao patted his shoulder and said, "Axun, please continue with your live broadcast. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
Wen Xun immediately shook his head. He would never blame anyone else but Danqing.
Only after Xu Jinxiao sat back did Wen Xun come to his senses, and his fevered face gradually cooled down.
[I, the dungeon is over, let's continue killing monsters]
[Hold on, streamer. That hater just mentioned his favorite streamer is Ziheng. I just searched and found out Ziheng is also streaming right now, and he's level 45. Do you want to play PK with him?]
[The anchor is so good, he can definitely beat Ziheng, anchor, go for it!]
[Unable to bear it any longer, the streamer beat him down mercilessly, and the final punishment was to make him manage his fans and leave the stream in disgrace.]
[I have to support this. That person must have returned to his Aibo live broadcast room by now. It would be great if he could watch Aibo get defeated with his own eyes.]
The barrage of comments were full of injustice,
Wen Xun thought about it. He was already level 39 now. With his skills in killing monsters, there was a high probability that he could defeat a level 45 monster.
[Okay, I'll connect with him.]
Ziheng on the other side received his call, was stunned at first and then agreed.
[Ah Xun? Do you need anything from me?]
Wen Xun came straight to the point and wanted to have a PK with him.
Ziheng was slightly surprised.
[Are you sure? I'm a few levels higher than you]
Wen Xun said without hesitation, "OK, let's start."
Although Ziheng didn't understand, he would not show mercy.
He found that there were more than 500 people in Axun's live broadcast room, while his own room had only more than 300. If he won, he might be able to attract popularity.
The five-minute countdown began, and the two of them lowered their heads and killed monsters frantically.
[Come on, Anchor Axun, you are the best!]
[Aibo, you must defeat him ruthlessly]
[By the way, is that hater in the other livestream room? Let him see for himself who's the better one.]
Wen Xun was concentrating on killing monsters, and Xu Jinxiao was attracted and sat quietly beside him to watch.
Wen Xun is extremely skilled in killing monsters, and it is even more satisfying with high-level weapons. His white and slender fingers tap on the keyboard flexibly, precisely controlling the character's movements.
In the blink of an eye, half of the time had passed and Ziheng wanted to look up to check the score, mainly because his hands were a little tired. Moving so quickly would make his hands tired.
He looked up at the score and his eyes widened immediately. Wen Xun was actually 30 points higher than him.
His body froze. No wonder this guy dared to PK with him. He really had some strength.
Ziheng lowered his head and without saying a word, he tried his best to kill the monsters. He rarely played PK, but he had never lost, and he would not lose this time.
Wen Xun didn't dare to take it lightly. The audience would definitely not be satisfied if he lost this PK.
Xu Jinxiao was watching from the side, and when he saw his wife passing the other side, the corner of his mouth curled up.
He picked up his phone and clicked into the live broadcast room opposite, and sure enough, he saw the black fan.
[Anchor, please don't lose! I just told him in his livestream that you're better than him! Anchor, please don't lose to him!]
Xu Jinxiao curled his lips and posted a comment to him.
[Go ahead and provoke other anchors. I think you have nothing better to do than to stir up trouble.]
A golden chat box appeared in the barrage, standing out among a bunch of ordinary barrages.
[??? What's wrong with provoking him? He's a noob anyway, he just can't compare to our Ziheng.]
That person refuses to repent and still insists on provoking others.
Xu Jinxiao smiled coldly and was about to post a comment when a comment from Axun's fan page appeared.
[I don't even bother to scold people like you. I'll beat your son, Ziheng, until he cries and you'll behave yourself.]
[No, you're still stubborn? Are you here to criticize our anchor Axun?]
[Who are you? You're here in Ziheng's livestream to criticize his fans? Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Get lost if you don't want to watch.]
When other viewers saw that their fellow fans of Ziheng were being criticized, they all responded to Xu Jinxiao and others.
[This person provoked us first, so can't we just scold him?]
[I was telling the truth. These people broke through my defense and chased after me to curse me.]
The man kept quibbling.
[Look at the situation now. Who is the most powerful?]
As soon as this barrage came out, everyone turned their attention to the score. Wen Xun was already leading by 20 points.
"Why are you in such a hurry? There's still time. Besides, my Ziheng was just 30 points behind, but isn't he slowly making up ground? Who will have the last laugh is still unknown!"
[I support it. Although it’s wrong for him to actively scold your anchor, please don’t come to Ziheng’s live broadcast room to cause trouble and affect his popularity.]
Xu Jinxiao and the others were speechless. Wasn't it this guy who went to Axun's live broadcast room to cause trouble first?
Ziheng's haters couldn't sit still anymore, seeing this, they jumped out to attack him.
[What's wrong with Ziheng's fans? Are you being reasonable? You're the first to criticize others, and then you don't let them criticize you.]
[This is really eye-opening. Is this all Ziheng's fans are? I suggest he stop live streaming and learn how to manage his fans first.]
[I can't hold it in any longer, Baizi, please speak! I wonder if you have anything else to say.]
Xu Jinxiao raised the corner of his mouth when he saw this, and several other Axun fans were also happy.
[Okay, let’s go first. We don’t need to look at this kind of jerk anymore.]
Xu Jinxiao posted a barrage of comments, saying that there was no need to stay any longer, as these active haters were enough to give him a headache.
Moreover, when two anchors are PKing, the official will push the stream, and the audience who are pushed in will definitely not want to stay after seeing these barrages.
But Ziheng didn't have time to pay attention to these things now. He was killing monsters desperately, and sweat was all over his body. He paid too much to gain more popularity.
He secretly decided to buy some delicious food to reward himself in the evening.
However, he never expected that his efforts would be in vain due to the instigation of a fan, and he would get into trouble.
After the PK was over, he was a little exhausted. He wiped the sweat off his face and was very satisfied. This was his fastest speed.
When I looked up, my jaw almost dropped to the ground. The score was 590:560.
He has tried very hard, and his level is higher than Axun. Although the monster's level is also high, he still has other equipment to support him.
I didn't expect that I still lost the match. The person on the opposite side is really strong.
Ziheng sighed and thought, forget it, it’s just a PK, he just needs to work hard in the future.
He relieved himself.
[You win! You're truly amazing! I can't compare to you. Just let me know if there's any punishment you want.]
After saying that, he glanced at the comments. If you hadn’t seen it, you wouldn’t have known how shocked you would be. Why does he have so many black fans?
What's going on?
He had no time to care about Wen Xun and was eager to know what happened in the live broadcast room.
[I suddenly have something to do. I'll do the punishment next time. I definitely won't run away. I'll be broadcasting on Fanxing, unless I don't want to do it anymore.]
He spoke so sincerely that I secretly thought the host on the other side would definitely agree, and even moved the mouse to disconnect.
[no]
Wen Xun said directly.
Ziheng was stunned. [What?]
Wen Xun said coldly:
[Just now, one of your fans came over to me and taunted me, and even started swearing at my fans. I want to tell you to educate your fans and stop them from taunting others.]
After saying this, Wen Xun took the initiative to disconnect, leaving Ziheng with a dazed look on his face.
Ziheng was cut off from the connection, and he was so angry that he started cursing.
[What the hell is this Ah Xun pretending to be? He's only good at killing monsters, but he treats me like this?]
[My fans are criticizing you, and they are really criticizing the right people]
As he was cursing, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have more black fans, and was about to go and see what was going on.
He looked at the comments in the lower left corner, only to see more haters, all mocking him.
[Ziheng is still you, the host, and your fans are the same~]
[What's the point of this kind of streamer existing?]
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