The King of PUBG is Coming

Chapter 073: The first house manager

To reach the safe area, the two people either jumped from the second floor to the road or jumped directly to the wall of the house.

Ye Gucheng has auspicious clothes and silencer cover, they still don't know the location of Ye Gucheng.

So in this case, the opponent will definitely choose a more secure way, that is, jump to the side of the wall, so that there is a wall as a cover, and then slowly move forward.

"Boom!"

The huge explosion sound directly blasted the opponent into a box.

But Ye Gucheng didn't show the slightest smile. Because of the poisonous circle, the other two had only a small corner. If it was bombed, both of them should die.

Suddenly...

It was not the opponent who shot, but Ye Gucheng who quickly determined the opponent's location!

It is not a corner, it is 100% the road, so Ye Gucheng's accurate judgment made him the final winner!

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight."

When the eight-character mantra appeared in front of Ye Gucheng, Ye Gucheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out directly on the gaming chair.

It has to be said that playing games with full concentration is really not an easy task.

"Too awesome!"

"666666..."

"The king's consciousness, the king's operation, this is the real king!"

"Gifts can go for a whole wave, everyone, Brother Wang gave us such a wonderful show so late, we must give him a little encouragement!"

The female audience, nicknamed "Charming Little Fox", took the lead in making gifts.

Suddenly, Ye Gucheng's live broadcast room was screened for several minutes by gift animations and prompts.

"Thank you sister paper, in fact, you don't need to brush the gifts so hard. I have fun and you are happy to see it. That's enough."

Ye Gucheng's purpose was never to make a lot of money on live broadcasts. After all, now that there is a way to open the jewelry box, Ye Gucheng can basically guarantee that expenses are not a problem.

In fact, Ye Gucheng has heard from some experienced old anchors a long time ago that truly smart anchors have always persuaded fans to spend less gifts.

why?

Because most of the fans who watch the live broadcast are ordinary people, it is not easy for them to make money, although one or two agitation can obtain temporary benefits.

But killing chickens to get eggs will only kill themselves.

They are paid 3,000 yuan a month, and all of them have paid for gifts. Then he has no food to eat afterwards, and is still in the mood to watch your live broadcast?

Therefore, whether it is now or in the future, Ye Gucheng will emphasize one thing to his audience, that is: It doesn't matter whether the gift is brushed or not. When people come, they are the greatest support for themselves.

Only if you treat others sincerely, others will sincerely respond to you.

"What I need is a bunch of loyal fans who dare to beat the air for me, not a bunch of passers-by who will only show off gifts when I am brilliant..."

This is the purpose of Ye Gucheng!

Although the big rhythm in the live broadcast room is very pleasant, there are still some small groups of good things, or undercover agents sent by other anchors to make troubles, constantly making things.

"Who is willing to be my housekeeper, help me seal these rhythmic ones."

Ye Gucheng wants to play games by himself, and has no time to control these people.

But regardless of them, a mouse **** will ruin a pot of soup.

So Ye Gucheng urgently needs one, no, a batch of housekeepers!

"Brother Wang, I, I, I!"

The confused little fox swept the screen with a super rocket aggressively.

People are so enthusiastic and gave so many gifts, the key is still a sister...

Ye Gucheng did not hesitate to give the other party the authority of the house management, and allowed the other party to increase the house management team appropriately.

"My elder brother is me, little fox~"

The charming little fox sent a private message to Ye Gucheng, hoping to add Ye Gucheng's QQ friends, and said that it is convenient to contact Ye Gucheng if there is something in the live broadcast room.

Indeed, whoever is okay to watch Douyu backstage news every day, so Ye Gucheng reported the trumpet that he had prepared long ago.

In just one second, the charming little fox added Ye Gucheng and sent a voice invitation.

"Hello little fox."

It seemed impolite not to answer, Ye Gucheng thought about it and clicked to answer.

"Wow, brother, your voice is more **** than what you heard in the live broadcast room~"

"Uh……"

"Stop talking, brother, are you going to continue eating chicken? Take me if you eat!"

Ye Gucheng is going to continue live-streaming chicken eating. After all, the residual temperature caused by more than 200,000 yuan is still there. It's a pity to waste it.

But Ye Gucheng didn't plan to bring a little fox, because the opponent's character was more difficult to deal with than Zhou Weiwei.

So Ye Gucheng thought about a reason and was going to ask him how old he was first.

If the other party said that he was very young, Ye Gucheng would use the reason that he had to go to school tomorrow to coax the other party to go to rest earlier.

If the other party's age is about the same as Ye Gucheng, who is the age of college, then Ye Gucheng will use girls as an excuse that they can't stay up late, otherwise they will get old.

"Handsome and witty, it doesn't give other men any way to survive!"

Ye Gucheng narcissistically flattered him, then coughed slightly, and asked: "Sister Fox, how old are you?"

"what?"

The charming little fox froze for a long time, and then said shyly: "Brother, you are so bad, how can you ask such a private question~ But because of your nice voice and amazing chicken, I can tell you secretly... 35C!"

Although the charming little fox said "35C" very quietly at the end, Ye Gucheng's microphone was driving, and the hundreds of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room suddenly all got on the highway...

The charming little fox has been waiting for Ye Gucheng's exclamation, but he hasn't waited for a long time.

If he didn't know Chu Shihan before, Ye Gucheng might be like a soil bun who had never seen the world, making deafening exclamations.

But the 36D has seen the whole picture. The 35C across the screen is obviously like a clear soup and water, which can't raise Ye Gucheng's interest.

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, I am Douyu super pipe Hong Fei. On behalf of Douyu, I want to talk to you about important things."

Douyu Super Guan was afraid that Ye Gucheng was live broadcast and the phone would easily reveal some inside information, so he added the QQ registered by Zhao Min, which is the one currently used by Ye Gucheng.

"Sister Fox, go and talk to my friends in the live broadcast room. The official Douyu people came to me, so the live broadcast tonight is here."

"Oh, well, I'll talk to the big guy."

In front of the business, the charming little fox was still very sensible and did not continue to quarrel with Ye Gucheng.

Although the audience in the live broadcast room was disappointed, people who knew Douyu came to Ye Gucheng and were immediately happy for Ye Gucheng.

Because obviously Douyu wants to sign this new anchor with unlimited potential.

"Hammer is really amazing. I just watched the record and only started broadcasting for two days, and he can reach this size of audience."

"Don't you still see it? Whether it's his singing voice, chicken-eating skills, or live broadcast charm, they are all at the level of enchanting. I even suspect that he is an enchanting!"

"It seems that Douyu is going to bleed heavily this time, otherwise they won't pay high prices, and some other platforms will."

...

Hong Fei was watching the discussion in the live broadcast room, but there was a disdainful smile on his mouth.

These years, it's not that you can get to the top with a little strength.

"Let me stay awake most of the night, and I have been waiting for so long, see if I can clean up your kid!"

For many reasons, Hong Fei was already quite dissatisfied with Ye Gucheng, so he was already thinking about how to make things difficult for Ye Gucheng.