The national god of online games is a girl

Chapter 324

He seemed to see a sow flying in the sky.

The kind with wings.

"This is what it should be. Who made us belong to the same guild? If I give my popularity to him, who will I give it to?"

"Okay, without further ado, let's start the shooter transition!"

After Qian Qiuhan said this, the audience knew.

It turned out that it wasn't that Qian Qiuhan was going offline, but that their anchor was switching game characters.

But also, the shooter is the exclusive game character of their anchor.

Using other game characters is beyond the scope.

What's more, you can play so much without exclusive game characters.

can only say.

Their anchors deserved to be able to join the Death God Guild.

Qian Qiuhan doesn't plan to play a pk match this time, the pk match will hurt his body and strength.

For this reason, Qian Qiuhan switched to qualifying.

The audience saw that Qian Qiuhan played the qualifying match with a shooter, and they had nothing to say.

For them, there is no difference between the qualifying match and the pk match.

It's just as hard to hit.

Therefore, they support whatever games their anchors play.

"Before qualifying, we have to change our equipment. Qualifying is different from pk. Pk is relatively more difficult than qualifying."

"Equipment with a high damage value in the PK match will be suppressed in the qualifying match. This is to prevent unfairness."

【what?Why do I seem to hear the sound of music?Does the host play music?But we seem to have never seen the host play a song, and we don't know what songs the host likes to listen to. 】

[No, this is not music, this is the phone ringtone!The anchor's phone is ringing! !Tell the anchor quickly!In case it's a big deal! 】

[The anchor stops calling!Go and answer the phone! 】

……

Afterwards, the comment section was filled with Qian Qiuhan on the phone.

If others saw it, they might be shocked.

These fans are too good!
To actually ask the anchor to answer the phone during the qualifying match, which few fans can do.

Qian Qiuhan is able to have these fans, which is simply enviable and hateful!
Qian Qiuhan's cell phone was set to silent mode, and he put the cell phone on the table.

As long as the phone vibrates, he can naturally feel it.

Now the phone rang, of course he could feel it,
At first he thought it was someone who sent him a message.

Because there are not many people who know Qian Qiuhan's mobile phone number, the contact number stored in the mobile phone can be counted with ten fingers.

However, this time, the phone kept vibrating on the desktop.

Helpless, Qian Qiuhan could only cast a glance.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

This……

His mother, an adult, actually called him!

His parents hadn't called him for hundreds of years, so they would call him suddenly.

This made him a little flattered.

He had always called them before, and every time he said a few words in a hurry and then hung up.

In general, they don't have many opportunities to chat.

Qian Qiuhan quickly took off the earphones, picked up the phone and was about to go out.

When he reached the door, he stopped, as if thinking of something.

He turned back and said to the computer.

"I'm going out to listen to the phone now, you all have to be good, don't quarrel, wait for me to come back!"

While speaking, Qian Qiuhan blinked playfully.

【Wow!Qiuqiu discharged me? !no more!I, I'm going to faint...]

[The ones in front don't go! !Wait for me, you're not the only one!No, I also want to say...]

[Alas? !What's the matter with you all? !what's the situation? !Why did both of them faint? !If Qiuqiu comes back and sees us fainting one by two, I'll be so heartbroken, no...]

【I really admire you dramatists...】

(End of this chapter)