national idol

Chapter 20 Sadness
When he saw the barrage saying that some newcomers were popular and overwhelmed the popularity of the demon god, Feng Jianchao was filled with righteous indignation.

What kind of rubbish rookie dares to put his popularity on the devil's head. His grandma's not only broke ground on Tai Sui's head, but also the rhythm of being shameless and invincible.

Who is the devil? That is the international champion of ldc, and even the entire gaming world, who everyone knows.

In the game industry, if he is said to be the second most popular, no one dares to admit that he is the first.

His fans, ranging from the Beihai Nursing Home to the Nanshan Kindergarten, are tens of millions. They can be said to be the gods of the whole people. Even if he retired last year, no one can shake his status in the entire game industry.

Since the live broadcast of Fighting Demons in Douyou, its popularity has never been surpassed by anyone, or even approached.But there are newcomers who don't have eyesight, and their popularity surpasses that of demons, what is this?
I want to go crazy, I don't even want IQ and shame!

Damn, what SB thing!

Filled with anger in his heart, Feng Jianchao shrunk down the demon's live broadcast interface, intending to see which brainless rookie is so shameless.

Before he had time to pay his respects to the newcomer, Feng Jianchao noticed that the Devil QE fan group he had added was flickering non-stop. When he clicked on it, sure enough, the barrage exploded, and the fan group also exploded. Everyone was discussing that. A newcomer who doesn't know how to live or die.

The vast majority of people, like him, were very angry at the newcomer who gained popularity.

Some people are reprimanding, criticizing and abusing the "SB rookie", and some people are clamoring to find trouble with that rookie.

"Let's go, let's scold him to death, brothers, 'SB anchors gain popularity, the whole family explodes!' Let's go! There are several groups of brothers who have already set off, and we can't lag behind."

Just as he was about to join in scolding the newcomer, Feng Jianchao saw the group manager "Demon Hardcore" speak up, and @ all the group members.

"Devil Hardcore" is the most active manager in the group. Whenever he speaks, there is an overwhelming response, and the group members respond enthusiastically.

Feng Jianchao originally wanted to scold the newcomer who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth. Since there is an organization in the group, of course he has to keep up.

Following the command of the devil's iron rod and copying the words of the devil's iron rod, Feng Jianchao followed the large army into Ding Ning's live broadcast room.

Without further ado, let's paste the swear words and send them out. Looking at the screen full of "SB anchors gain popularity, the whole family explodes!", Feng Jianchao was very excited.

What is cohesion? This is cohesion. Look at the fighting power of the demon fans.

With so many barrages blasting down together, it was like a nuclear bomb exploding. The scene was so spectacular that all gods and demons were wiped out.

I have no regrets in this life to be a fan of the devil, I am proud of being a fan of the devil.

Heh, let you be so popular, dumbfounded.

Thinking complacently, Feng Jianchao suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Rhythm dog, get out of the studio!"

"With rhythm, your mother's hearse drifts, and your father's graveyard dances!"

"Go to hell, Rhythm Dog."

"Shut your mother, swipe, show me the evidence!"

……

It stands to reason that since they are popular anchors, with so many demonic fans coming to screen, the barrage in this live broadcast room should be completely dominated.

But that's not the case. Their formation barrage didn't even last for two seconds, and countless counterattack barrages poured out, smashing the barrages sent by demon fans like them to pieces.

Moreover, each sentence of these counter-attack barrages is different, obviously unorganized, and there are so many of them, but it is completely enough to kill their formation barrages in seconds.

This shouldn't be, if it's because of his popularity, there wouldn't be so many people speaking up for him.

Could it be that this room is full of sailors hired by this new anchor?

How rich is it to hire so many sailors.

The rich second generation also entered the live broadcast industry?

Suspicious in his heart, Feng Jianchao went back to the QE group interface to take a look.

Everyone was still raving about this new anchor named "Xiao Ning", and no one seemed to notice anything unusual.

Feng Jianchao was about to type to explain what he had discovered, when Ding Ning's playing and singing happened to reach his ears through the earphones.

"In the starry sky at night, you only see the brightest star. In the sea of ​​people, you worship the most talked about and most popular one..."

"nice."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Feng Jianchao was attracted by the deep and affectionate singing voice of the anchor Xiao Ning.

At the same time, he noticed that in the QE group, the criticism did not seem to be overwhelming, and there were also a few people who were saying good things for "Xiao Ning".

It's just that there are too many scolding people, and those who say good things are quickly brushed off.

It seems that this new anchor needs to be studied carefully. With his hands back from the keyboard, Feng Jianchao re-enlarged the live broadcast interface and started to watch Ding Ning's live broadcast.

This Xiao Ning anchor looks pretty good.

This was his first feeling after watching Ding Ning's live broadcast after correcting his attitude a bit.

The song is also really well sung.

After listening quietly for a while, Feng Jianchao shook off some of his previous subjective prejudices against Ding Ning.

The popularity of danmaku seems to be real.

Having been in the devil's room for a long time, Feng Jianchao knew very well what a barrage in a popular anchor's live broadcast room should look like.

After some observation, he found that, excluding those who cursed, the quantity and quality of bullet chats in Ding Ning's live broadcast room were higher than those in the devil's room.

Of course, based on these points alone, he couldn't deny the possibility of Ding Ning gaining popularity.

It can only be said that even if this Xiao Ning has faked his popularity, he still has a certain amount of strength of his own.

"...Does it have to be exaggerated? It doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong, whether it's true or false. It's about ostentation, packaging, and comparison of worth. Who's telling the truth..."

"Diao Diao, this singing skill is really amazing."

When he heard the chorus part, Ding Ning's high-pitched voice soared, and Feng Jianchao could no longer insist on his doubts about Ding Ning in his heart.

Those negative perceptions that lingered in his mind were instantly thrown out of the sky by him.

Not to mention anchor singers, even professional singers, few of them have such singing skills. Feng Jianchao thinks that Ding Ning may not be popular. With his comprehensive strength now, it is not impossible for him to surpass the devil in popularity.

Unknowingly leaning towards Ding Ning in his heart, Feng Jianchao cut out the live broadcast again and watched the QE group.

Ding Ning was not the only one in the group who was shocked by Ding Ning's strength. There were still people who still scolded Ding Ning, but there were many more people who spoke for Ding Ning than before.

Some people with different opinions even attacked each other, and the good fan group has a little smell of gunpowder.

Just foolishly followed someone up to boo, maybe he wronged Ding Ning, Feng Jianchao learned his lesson this time, he didn't participate in the topic, but silently closed the QE group, and switched back to Ding Ning's live broadcast room again.

Unintentionally, he caught a glimpse of the number of people online in the room displayed on the bottom right of the live broadcast room.

3248723!

A terrifying number that was so shocking that he had never seen it before in Douyou.

My god, what about the devil?
Completely frightened by the number of people in Ding Ning's live broadcast room, Feng Jianchao hastily clicked on the Douyou homepage.

Arranging Ding Ning is undoubtedly the first.

The devil is second, with a popularity of 2369874, which is a bit lower than when he was in the live broadcast room just now.

A gap of nearly a million!
Feng Jianchao couldn't believe his eyes.

But after thinking about it carefully, it seems to be reasonable, after all, how many demon fans entered Ding Ning's live broadcast room after all the commotion just now.

It's just that I don't know how many people, after listening to Ding Ning's song, can still stick to their original intention and stay in the live broadcast room with the idea of ​​cursing others.

Looking at the bullet screen...

It seems that our army suffered heavy casualties.

Is the age of demons over like this?
A singing anchor, and a newcomer anchor, actually crushed the major anchors of the Douyou platform with game as the core, making him invincible?

Another myth?
Sighing silently in his heart, Feng Jianchao shook his hand and clicked on Ding Ning's attention on the upper right of the live broadcast room.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves die on the beach.

There was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

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(End of this chapter)