Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 848 Take the boss to take the pentakill (7)

[All] Enemy Shangguan Wan'er: "Hahahahaha! You two keep pretending!"

[All] Enemy Shangguan Wan'er: "Return to the national uniform and keep the promise? You can show me one by one!"

[All] Fang Baili keeps the promise: "I'm so scared, don't target me, my wild king told me to say that, he said he can beat you five!"

[All] Our King Lanling: "..."

So cheap!

"Ah Sang, you won't be angry, right?" Lin Su asked her in the voice after finishing speaking in the game.

Sang Jian didn't reply to him, but used actual actions to prove that his bragging was true.

[All] Our King Lanling: "Please target."

Those three simple words completely aroused the opposite party's desire to kill.

"..." Seeing these three words, Lin Su's expression became a little subtle.

He pulled this kid into a duo, just out of curiosity about him, and wanted to play with him, and see if his skills were really that good by the way.

So I kept attracting hatred and wanted people to target him.

Didn't expect him to be so easy to talk to?
Lin Su's curiosity towards Ah Sang intensified.

Seeing that he was successfully besieged by five people in the game, sent his head, and killed one Lanling King by the way.

Lin Su didn't go over to help, but cleared the line with peace of mind.

He asked a curious question in his voice, "You are so skilled, why don't you play professionally?"

Taking advantage of the time of his death, Sang Jian typed on the public screen and replied, "Not free."

Lin Su was slightly taken aback.

Yeah, being a professional player doesn't give you the freedom of being a streamer.

Moreover, everyone's pursuit is not the same.

Lin Su was very confused for a period of time, that is, when he first became an anchor.

He felt that he couldn't continue to be a professional player, so he would feel a little sad and frustrated. He felt that it was fine for the anchor to play games casually for entertainment, and it didn't bring him the excitement and enthusiasm in the professional arena.

Passion has also been wiped out a lot.

So seeing Ah Sang, he was really curious.

With this kind of skills, without playing professionally, without showing his face, without turning on the mic, he is mysterious, but he can persist in being an anchor for so long.

It's quite admirable, after all, he hasn't found the joy of being an anchor until now.

But seeing Ah Sang, he probably figured it out a bit.

Ah Sang didn't want his skills to be buried, nor did he want to be restricted by people in professional clubs, so he chose this line of work, right?

Taking advantage of the time when Sang Jian was being targeted frantically, several taunting words from the enemy flashed on the public screen.

Lin Su didn't pay attention to these this time, and it was impossible for Sang Jian to reply to these people.

Lin Su is still immersed in what kind of person Ah Sang is.

He asked casually, "Will you come to the Kunlun Annual Awards Ceremony in a week's time?"

This year's awards ceremony, some well-known anchors will be invited.

With Ah Sang's popularity, he must have received an invitation letter.

It's just... He never participated in the award ceremonies in the past few years.

So Lin Su is not sure if Ah Sang will go.

"meeting."

Looking at the word on the public screen, Lin Su slightly curled his lips.

Since Ah Sang is going, why should he also join in the fun?

Our Fang Lu Bu: "Stop talking to yourself, I beg you, please don't give it away! If you do this again, you will lose!"

Lin Su: "..."

Suddenly seeing this sentence, he clicked on the record panel and took a look.

King Lanling, 5-8-3, second to last in the economy.

Five kills, eight deaths, three assists.

The advantage established at the beginning, after being besieged several times, became what it is now.

(End of this chapter)