Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 6 Are you an immortal?

Mr. Wei: [Can you send me a voice message? ]

Qufu was puzzled by this, thought about deleting the typed words, pressed the voice button, and snorted: "Huh?"

President Wei: [/OK]

Qufu: [? ]

Mr. Wei: [Thank you. ]

Afterwards, Mr. Wei stopped sending any news. Qufu was confused about this. What kind of hobbies do these people have?

At 01:30, a hand stretched out from the bed, turned off the alarm of the mobile phone, and the exciting music stopped suddenly.Qu Fuqiang opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling and calmed down for three seconds, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed, it was time to broadcast live.

Qufu sat in front of the computer, opened the live broadcast software, and checked the time. There were still twelve minutes left.He didn't press the start button for a long time, but leaned on the chair and played with his mobile phone.

Qufu will not break the rules by itself for the live broadcast at two o'clock.

The day-to-day live broadcasting life may seem tedious in the eyes of others, but Qufu does not think so. After all, he has experienced a more hopeless and boring life, high-intensity mechanical work, long and endless.

The sudden Weibo refresh sound effect brought Qufu back to his senses. The eternal 9999 message reminders made him dizzy, so he could only pick a few recent ones and click on them.

After seeing the blatant confession above, Qufu decisively swipe up to exit the Weibo interface.

Today's little girls, one by one, are more courageous than anyone else.

Qufu has always been afraid of those so-called girlfriend fans, who pursue him as a male god, and frantically check in and confess every day. Qufu does not deny such behavior, but just thinks that before he has no way to make any promises, it is better not to embrace him. There are too many expectations and fantasies.

Unrealistic.

At the moment when the broadcast started, the bullet screen in the live broadcast room quickly flashed:

[Today, Brother Qu is still so punctual. ]

[Good afternoon Quge/]

"Good afternoon." Just after waking up, Qu Fu's voice was a little hoarse. He took the cup beside him and drank a few sips of water to moisten his throat.

[What about Mr. Wei, why didn't Mr. Wei come today? ]

[Usually at this time, Mr. Wei should be online long ago. ]

[ABC presents a seafood platter x666 in the 10 live broadcast room]

[Wow, worship Mr. Wei. ]

[President Wei may be late, but he will never be absent. ]

"Mr. Wei can't shout casually." Qu Fu boarded the game interface, only to find that the characters in the game this time are extremely ugly, with fierce faces and big bald heads, the top of the head is so bright that it can reflect light.

Even a straight man with negative aesthetics like Qufu also felt its ugliness. He did something he had never tried before, and looked through the warehouse list to see if there was a hat.In the end, he really managed to find a gas mask. The black lacquered mask covered the character's face, and he couldn't even see the facial features clearly.

"It's much more pleasing to the eye now." Qufu said with satisfaction.

With the mask, Qufu felt that playing games with this ugly character became acceptable tonight.

Qufu first lined up a single rehearsal team, and jumped to the mansion without fear of death. This place is located in the center of the desert map and has a lot of supplies. I didn’t expect to be unlucky when I landed. I searched two houses without a gun, and was shot with a shotgun. Get sprayed to death.

The long-lost landing into a box.

For the next two, Qufu fell into Hang's hands.

"Today is not suitable for solo queue." Qu Fu concluded.

A group of hahaha people in the barrage are laughing at Qufu tonight for being possessed by a non-chieftain. It is not a loss to buy a skydiving game at 98.

Then, Qufu resolutely opened the solo four-row, the whole process of Tianxiu operation, unreserved and stable performance, so that those audiences who only know hahaha were so handsome that their legs were weak.

The screen stayed on the 20 killing and eating chicken screen. Qufu had a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't light it up.

Just when Qufu was about to start the next one, a group of people in the barrage asked him if he had participated in the cake eating competition.

Cake Live's annual chicken-eating competition will start next week. There are three types of competitions, single row, double row and four row.

Speaking of this competition, Qufu's life is closely related to it.

At the beginning, he had just broadcast live for a month, and the number of fans could exceed [-]. It was because of participating in this competition that he had his subsequent achievements.In the three single matches, he was the number one, leaving no way for others to survive. The other anchor recommended positions were hung up for a week, and because he won three games in a row, he was hung up in the most eye-catching recommendation position for three full weeks.

When he stepped down from the recommendation position, his fans exceeded one million, and he transformed into a major anchor on the platform.

But this time, the Chicken Eating Competition, which brought Qufu to the altar, started again, and many people expected him to win the championship again and create the next myth.

However, Qufu doesn't care much about this. The game of eating chicken is not only a test of strength, but also luck.He was lucky enough to get three consecutive chickens before, but he didn't dare to expect to achieve the same achievement this time.

"Reported." Qu Fu replied, "However, it's not a solo queue."

[Eh? ? ?what's the situation? ]

[Brother Qu, when did you hook up with wild men outside behind our backs? ]

The barrage became more and more unsightly, Qufu stopped him and said, "Don't talk nonsense, he is a very talented kid."

Then the barrage asked who the kid was, but Qufu didn't answer, but started a new game, no matter how threatened they were, they would not let go.

Qufu crouched on the plane, calmly said: "What's the rush, I'll know when the time comes."

[Ah, ah, if you don’t say it, believe it or not, I’ll kill you on the plane? ]

[Brothers, guys, get on! ]

"Hey, brother, can you hear me?" Qu Fu ignored the audience who were screaming because of his whetted appetite, and communicated with his wild teammates through the microphone.

"I can hear it, I can hear it, where are we flying in this round?"

"You mark, I will dance with you."

Afterwards, Qufu, who regained his form, played very smoothly. One of them even killed a plug-in, and his single-handed silenced sniper shot was superb, and its power even aroused the suspicion of his teammates.

Passerby teammate: "Brother, you are not a fairy, are you?"

Immortal, in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, is a name for hanging. Because it is too vulgar to directly scold people, they use irony, open cheats, see through, lock, speed up, lock blood, suck airdrops, only you can't think of it, there is no hanging If you can't do it, isn't this more powerful than a god?

Qufu was questioned by his teammates because of his accurate marksmanship. He was not in a hurry to refute. Instead, he shot his head with an [-]x mirror and asked him, "What do you think?"

"Brother, take me to eat chicken!" The teammate said excitedly.

The teammate ran into the same building as him at some point, and asked expectantly: "Brother, can you suck the airdrop? Let's do a show."

"I'm really not." Qu Fu explained helplessly.

"Brother, don't be modest, how much do you spend a day? I want to use it too."

Qufu was at a loss for words for a while, and said sincerely: "I didn't open the hook."

"Look, look, the airdrop is here, brother, suck it up, suck it up!"

His teammates refused to believe what he said, so Qufu could only choose to leave him and run the lap alone.At this moment, I was considered a hacker by the opponent. If I didn't stay away from him, I would be shot in the head by my teammate during the decisive battle.

Fortunately, the teammates in this round were cool, which relieved Qufu from worries.

After the teammate died, he kept watching him, and when he entered the decisive battle circle, the teammate realized it later: "Brother, sometimes you are not very accurate in this trick."

Qu Fu slipped his hand and almost made the person opposite him run away.

"No, brother, are you on or off?"

"Where's the brain? See for yourself." Qu Fu didn't bother to explain to him, squatted behind a tree to pack, and drank two bottles of drinks to fill up the yellow bar.

In the decisive battle circle, drinking crazy drinks and filling up the yellow bar is to make sufficient preparations for the subsequent battle or running poison. The yellow bar can return blood, and the trace of blood returned when you are facing the gun may be the key to your victory.

"Brother, I seem to have blamed you wrongly. Your skills are great!" At the moment when the chicken was lying down, the teammates finally understood and said regretfully, "Pull me, I haven't eaten chicken for a long time."

Qufu ignored his request and matched another game.

When the audience in the live broadcast room pleaded for the last teammate, Qufu refused without hesitation: "He is too good."