Chapter 67： The strongest anchor! Bright!

067. The strongest anchor! Bright!

Netizens who like to watch live games are the same as those who like to watch basketball games.

As long as you play basketball well and hard, there will be a lot of basketball fans for you

The game is the same. Like Li Ge, the first person in League of Legends, even if he is a Korean, Chinese players who like him are still everywhere.

The reason is simple, he can use technology to conquer you.

Similarly, Jiang Siming is now conquering batches of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds players with wave after wave of operations against the sky.

Because what Jiang Siming can do, other technical anchors can't do it.

Just like Lee Sang Hyuk back then, he was able to perform operations that you would never even dare to think of. If he did too much of this kind of operation, he would be cast as a **** by the player.

Even if his current technical level drops, he still cannot shake his position as a god.

Xie Yan has a hunch that Jiang Siming is taking a path similar to Lee Sang Hyuk's **** of games.

He has explained so many competitions and watched so many top players, but no one can match the skills of Jiang Siming.

This person's technical level has far surpassed professional players.

"I don't dare to say how or how it is now, but I am sure that in the near future, when everyone mentions PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, they will definitely think of the Myojin ID as soon as possible." Xie Yan felt this thought in his heart, unable to calm down for a long time.

Picardo has been killed by Jiang Siming and turned into a ghost town, and no one dares to provoke him.

Jiang Siming still didn't go to lick the bag, jumped down and drove away after he was full of blood.

Still driving around looking for people, hitting as soon as they see it, the headcount increases faster than the previous one.

Although the desert map is large, but fortunately it is easy to find people, plus this one at the beginning, A+ and their top players have already died.

Jiang Siming had no scruples about killing.

The strongest little lion accidentally encountered two double-teams in the finals and stole it. Jiang Siming easily ate the second chicken and killed 25 people!

At present, Jiang Siming's two scores have reached 2100 points!

This has almost confirmed the title of Jiang Siming's strongest anchor.

Even if Jiang Siming scored 0 in the last hand, the second-placed little lion would have to kill 40 people to eat chickens to surpass Jiang Siming.

40 Kill and eat chicken...The little lion said stop making trouble...

The third Sano, Jiang Siming still lived up to expectations, 15 kills!

"Let's use the warmest applause, congratulations to Myojin Sanlianji for winning the title of the strongest anchor of this year! This is a record, and I believe no one can surpass it for many years!" The commentators were excited.

Damn, watching Jiang Siming's three solo shows, it's hard not to get excited.

"Congratulations, Myojin."

"Congratulations, you must be the strongest anchor."

"Congratulations, Xiao Ming..."

As soon as the game ended, a lot of anchors came to congratulate Jiang Siming.

Of course, a large part of them came over and wanted to keep up with Jiang Simingla.

The audience on the Shark platform even went to Jiang Siming's live broadcast room to flash gifts to celebrate, whether you have a black screen or not, the photos are correct!

"Black screen live broadcast, more than 30 emperors, more than 50,000 nobles, I am a Buddha!"

"Pattern face face, shit, I don't know how many rockets I have seen."

"Myojin, your live room is at level 95! Come live!"

"Myojin will definitely not be able to broadcast it today, but I still offer all my pocket money for this month!"

"This is really a live broadcast of a black screen to earn one million a month, not right, it is one million daily."

...

Jiang Siming didn't know that his live broadcast room was lively now. He was dealing with a large group of anchors who were dizzy.

"Old Jiang Niu beep, you must treat tonight." Great God patted Jiang Siming on the shoulder with envy.

The title of the strongest anchor, who doesn't want to get it, this is the best honor besides the regular competition.

I remember that the strongest anchor in the first session last year was Thomas. Thomas had not yet entered the professional team, so he became the strongest anchor.

But this year, he didn't even squeeze in the top ten. The level of a professional player completely pulled the entire competition up.

Especially Jiang Siming, the monster, scored three thousand, and the second little lion was only one thousand eight...not to mention the latter, and it was heartbroken.

The organizer presented Jiang Siming with a trophy, a golden trophy with a head logo, and a check for three million.

The sharks immediately used the biggest banner to promote the matter. They were a shame this year. How can they show off?

Jiang Siming’s live broadcast room label also has an additional title [Champion of the second strongest anchor contest]

It's just that Jiang Siming doesn't know all this yet.

At this time, he was sitting in a restaurant with a group of anchors to eat and drink. After winning such a big event, Jiang Siming naturally had to be a host.

However, the people invited are all acquaintances or on the same platform, such as Teacher Ma, Team OMG, Team 17 and Duan Tuan Tuan are among them.

As for the others, Jiang Siming doesn't know him, not a bird.

He is not a stupid big head, anyone please, although this is a bit of no face to other anchors, but...

What can you do to me?

Oh, there are hundreds of billions in this table.

Jiang Siming is not stingy at all for those who he is willing to invite, good wine and good food, count it with a few tables, more than 300,000 yuan.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, it is already very late.

Everyone left with Jiang Siming.

"Myojin, leave these two girls to you, see you later, hehe."

After Hundred Billion finished speaking, he turned to leave, but thought of something, turned his head and kissed Jiang Siming's mouth.

"This is my first kiss~" After that, he blushed and ran away.

Jiang Siming held it blankly with one hand, and Tuantuan with the other, and was completely passively attacked by hundreds of billions of dollars.

The fragrance of the other party still remained at the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Siming could only watch Hundred Billion drive away, and he was driving a Maserati, which seemed to be a limited edition.

"If you want to kiss, it's troublesome to kiss a little longer. What's the point of being a little bit of water?" Jiang Siming vomited.

"How are you two? I told you not to drink so much wine."

Although Jiang Siming, who was supporting the two girls with one hand, said so, the soft fragrant jade in his hand touched very vigorously.

"Brother Xiaoming... I didn't drink much..."

Tuantuan, who was drunk lying on Jiang Siming's chest, said that he held Jiang Siming's arms tighter.

"2I haven't drank too much, Brother Ming, you can take us home~" The little girl is not much better, she put Jiang Siming's arm around.

"I can't worry about letting you go back by yourself, where's the car key?"

Jiang Siming was afraid that it would be troublesome for the two girls to pick up the car when they came back, so he simply asked them to be drivers and pick them up when he went home later.

"In my pocket~" The little girl was blushing, and looked at Jiang Siming's blurred eyes.

Jiang Siming took out the key from her pants pocket.

This girl put the key in her **** pocket. Jiang Siming accidentally slipped her hand when holding it. She was really flexible!