Quick Transmigration: The Host Is Sweeter Than Sugar

Professional players do have a monthly requirement for live streaming.

But who is Jiangbeiyu?

The club is invested by the Jiang family behind him, and he is the core of the team. No one can care about him if he does not broadcast live for an hour every month.

As for why it's not going well with no one to accompany it, it's even more nonsense.

Who doesn't know that Jiangbeiyu's most annoying teammate has no skills, and he never brings a girl?

Ok.

Su Tang, who had just entered this world, didn't know.

The little girl tilted her head and felt that what reincarnation said was quite reasonable.

She nodded, "Chengba!"

Jiang Beiyu bent her bright red lips silently, and walked towards the training room with Su Tang.

Jiangbeiyu turned on the computer next to him for Su Tang, and after the computer was turned on, he opened the game and logged into his own account.

He glanced sideways and explained quietly.

"You don't have an account, use my trumpet first."

Su Tang obediently let out a cry.

Seeing the little girl nodding obediently, Jiang Beiyu couldn't help pinching her little face with his hands again, and then retracted his hand as if nothing had happened under the little girl's angry gaze.

"You familiarize yourself with the key operation first, and I'll turn on the live broadcast."

Su Tang has no objection.

Jiangbeiyu, as a man called "God" in the e-sports circle, even if he didn't live broadcast for ten days and half a month, once the live broadcast started, his popularity would rush to the front in an instant.

Fans swiped the barrage frantically.

"Holy shit, what day is it today, and Yushen actually started a live broadcast?"

"Mom...Yu God, you still remember the live broadcast..."

"Yu God, look here! I love you!!!"

Jiangbeiyu's eyes fell on the densely packed barrage, and he lazily pulled the corners of his lips and turned on the microphone.

"Bring a kid today."

Jiangbeiyu has always been capricious. He seldom broadcasts live broadcasts. When he does, he simply shows a game screen. After playing, he turns off the live broadcast without showing his face or making a sound.

Unexpectedly, today not only the live broadcast was opened for the first time, but also the microphone was turned on!

Fans immediately exploded, calling it "New Year" one after another.

"Ah, brother, are you talking? Brother, you can actually talk!"

"Fuck hahahaha xswl what is Yushen who can still talk..."

"Is it Chinese New Year today? It's live broadcast and mic! What are you happy about, Yu God! Come and share it with everyone..."

"Wait, am I the only one who noticed what Yu God said to bring a child?"

"Yes, yes, why did a kid suddenly appear? Is he a relative of Yushen?"

Jiangbeiyu was in a good mood. He was always too lazy to interact with fans and answered a few questions on the barrage.

"What do you mean I can talk? Does my handsome face look like a mute?"

"Well, it's a good thing."

"A child is a child, not a relative."

He paused for a second, then lifted his eyelids lazily, his voice was lazy but protective.

"It's the first time for a kid to play a client game, so don't criticize her, she'll scare everyone away."

Barrage:

"Ahh, my husband's voice is too dull! How can he be so sullen!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up and be whatever you say!"

"I'm sour, I'm sour, I'm sour, I'm sour, I'm sour!"

"What kind of kid is this, who can make Yushen so protective, and not let the barrage spray..."

The barrage was filled with all kinds of wailing and confession.

Jiangbeiyu didn't bother to look any further, and turned to look at Su Tang, who was seriously testing the gun on the training ground.

"Kids, are you ready?"