Chapter 440: Krypton Gold Boss vs Game Anchor (57)
[A fan went to criticize someone, and was criticized in return. Ziheng then criticized them again. The host on the other side was in a terrible state.]
[Is Ziheng still too arrogant and thinks he's so great?]
When Ziheng saw this, his eyes turned dark. Why were there so many black spots?
He glanced at the number of people in the upper right corner and saw that there were already more than 500 people.
This PK is for so many people?
But he didn't seem to catch it, and all the criticism was directed at him.
He looked at the comments and tried to piece together what had happened. He soon realized that one of his fans had gone over and scolded A Xun first.
No wonder A Xun came here to PK, the punishment after the competition was just a sentence.
When he thought of this, his anger towards Axun subsided a little. Since he was provoked first, he could forgive him.
[Sorry everyone, I just said a few words to Axun because I felt that he was being rude and impolite to me. If I had known that my fans were the ones who started the attack, I would definitely not have done that.]
Ziheng immediately admitted his mistake, but the audience was not very convinced.
[What did he say just now? "My fans are criticizing you? They're definitely criticizing the right people." Who said that?]
[Does the anchor think we're deaf? Or is he treating us like children?]
[Ziheng, stop quibbling. You and that fan are just birds of a feather.]
Seeing this, Ziheng's face turned pale. He swallowed and thought, what should he do?
If this matter is spread by black fans, his popularity will definitely plummet and he must find a way to deal with it.
He racked his brains, and suddenly, he remembered that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it.
[Who's going to criticize Axun? Come out and admit it yourself. Don't let me find it through replay. I'll block you then.]
[This…this, the anchor is me, and what I said at that time was truly the truth…]
As soon as Ziheng posted it, he saw a comment acknowledging it. He said directly:
[I'm going to start a live chat now. Go apologize to Axun, or I'll block you.]
[What do you mean, host? I'm doing this for you. How can you treat your fans like this?]
Ziheng took a deep breath. He was so angry that he wanted to die. This idiot. If it weren't for this idiot, he could still gain popularity even if he lost the PK today. The official gave him a lot more traffic today.
He didn't want to see this fan at all and wanted to block him immediately.
But in order to appease the haters, he suppressed his anger and patiently advised,
[You did something wrong, and you're bashing others for my sake? What kind of logic is that? Apologize to Axun now, or I'll block you from the entire internet.]
[Host, I, I agree]
Seeing that he finally agreed, Ziheng clicked on the microphone without saying anything.
Wen Xun was looking at the barrage of comments, which were scrolling very quickly. Most of them were praises and were very satisfying, and there were endless gifts.
A request for a live broadcast appeared. Wen Xun was stunned. It was him again. After thinking about it, he agreed.
Ziheng saw Lian coming online and said hurriedly:
[Ah Xun, I just gave that fan a good lesson. He's gone to apologize to you now. Take a look.]
[I'm so sorry, he just spoke without thinking, he didn't mean to attack you, Axun, please don't take it personally]
Ziheng apologized sincerely. Although his face could not be seen, his tone was extremely sincere.
A Xun looked at the barrage, and the ID of the person from before appeared.
[Uh, sorry, I didn't mean it.]
The audience in Wen Xun's live broadcast room did not appreciate it.
[What the hell? That's it? I don't feel any sincerity at all. Tell him to get out.]
[This isn't the arrogant look you had when you were spitting insults at me. I still like the arrogant look you had just now.]
[Pfft, isn't he really here to make people laugh?]
The man's face turned red when he saw this, and he was so angry that he started typing and cursing.
[**, I apologized but you still scolded me, a bunch of **]
Wen Xun didn't think anything of it at first, but when he started messing around in the live broadcast room again, he blocked him without saying a word.
Ziheng couldn't see the comments on his side, and asked expectantly,
"How's it going, Axun? Did he apologize? He didn't mean to do that. Please don't be angry."
Wen Xun said calmly:
[He came here to troll people again, so I blocked him]
After saying that, Wen Xun directly disconnected.
Ziheng was stunned. He asked the man to apologize, but he ran over and scolded him again?
Is this a black guy playing a double role?
Ziheng was so angry that he started to rant.
[You bastard, I asked you to apologize, and you did this to me?]
[Pretending to be a bitch, you black man, don't go out and cause trouble under the guise of my position!]
The man returned to his live broadcast room and was scolded again. Ziheng's fans were so angry that they stopped doing anything and started to criticize Ziheng, the former broadcaster.
The two of them were arguing back and forth, and the haters in the live broadcast room stopped criticizing them and just watched the verbal battle between the two.
Three minutes later, the live broadcast room was forcibly banned.
Fanxing does not allow swearing in the live broadcast room, and the two of them have seriously violated the rules.
Ziheng had expected this. As a host, he must know the precautions in the live broadcast room. He was really mad just now, otherwise this wouldn't have happened.
His chest heaved with anger and he cursed a few more times, damn this guy who plays the role of a hater.
His mind gradually calmed down, and he nervously clicked on the ban period. Live streaming was his job, and he became scared after realizing it.
He swallowed, clicked it carefully, and found that it had only been three months. The heart in his throat fell.
Fortunately, it’s only three months, not forever.
He remembered to take the hater's ID, click on that person's homepage, and then permanently block him.
The fans who had been lurking here returned to Wen Xun’s live broadcast room to share this matter.
[What? Is this so dramatic?]
[That person is deliberately bashing Heng, right? Whose fans are like that?]
[It seems Ziheng is also a victim. How about this, the anchor will challenge him again tomorrow]
[Hiss~ Is this a reward or a punishment?]
When Wen Xun saw the barrage, he couldn't help but feel sympathy for Ziheng for a few seconds.
[Next, we continue to kill monsters. Our current level is 39. We will try to reach level 42 today.]
[Come on, cooking dumplings!]
Wen Xun continued to kill monsters and explain at the same time.
Xu Jinxiao sat next to him and watched the whole process. Before he could make a move, the other side had already fallen apart.
He shook his head in boredom, sat back and started killing monsters.
Two hours passed in a flash, Wen Xun thanked for the gift and went off the air.
Today's gifts are worth 70,000, breaking a new record. It seems that today's live broadcast was very effective.
He turned off the computer and rubbed his forehead. He was really a little tired. He had to attend classes during the day and then live broadcast for such a long time at night.
Xu Jinxiao noticed his abnormality, stood up and came to his side, eyes full of heartache,
[Ah Xun, are you tired? Why don’t you take a rest tomorrow? It’s not good for your health if you keep doing this.]
His wife has worked so hard. Their family went bankrupt and they were forced to repay tens of millions. She was exhausted from teaching and live streaming every day.
Xu Jinxiao reached out to massage his solar plexus, trying to make his wife feel more comfortable.
His massage technique was very good, with moderate strength and slow speed, which helped Wen Xun relax his tense and tired mind.
Wen Xun opened his eyes and said softly, "Thank you, Danqing."
Xu Jinxiao massaged him for five minutes. Wen Xun suddenly remembered that he was standing and immediately grabbed his hand.
"Danqing, I'm much better now. You should rest too."
After washing up, the two of them lay down on the bed to rest. Their brows were slightly furrowed, and it was obvious that this pattern for a long time had made them exhausted.
Xu Jinxiao felt so distressed that he thought for a long time and suddenly remembered that he had a transparent system.
He closed his eyes and entered the system space. The sound of cartoons came to his ears. He immediately looked up and saw a screen appearing in front of the system, playing cartoons.
Xu Jinxiao was furious and rushed over to grab the ball of string and beat it up. He worked so hard to complete the small world mission, and his wife worked so hard, but it was actually in a cartoon?
However, he only passed through a thin layer of transparent mist. However, the system discovered him and immediately retracted the screen, saying guiltily:
[Host, why are you here? ]
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