Chapter 179： Mom, I am bent!

After returning from the company party, Jiang Siming started the live broadcast late at night. He didn't broadcast much in the past two days. He felt ashamed of the audience and made it up late at night!

"I'll wipe it! Myojin, you can be considered to be on the air!"

"It only started broadcasting at night. I have been lazy recently."

"I'll go! More than 5 million people are online at the beginning of the evening, with a popularity of 120 million, cowhide!"

"I haven't seen my husband for two days, I miss you so much~"

"When I was about to go to bed at night, I saw the mobile phone to push it, and suddenly I lost sleep!"

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When Jiang Siming saw these lovely barrage, his mood became better.

On the contrary, the money earned by Yinghuan Company is not enough to make him so happy, perhaps because of his interest.

Instead, he is more willing to play games and chat with his water friends.

"It was a bit busy these two days, so it was delayed. I'll show my face to live tonight, and I'll sing a new song for everyone in a while.

Jiang Siming turned on the camera as he said, his face was slightly red today and he drank a lot of alcohol.

At the company party just now, he was at least respected several bottles of red wine.

Before Jiang Siming could not drink, a glass of beer would be poured.

However, the body modified by the intermediate genetic medicine greatly increased his drinking capacity.

After drinking several bottles, he just blushed. The employees let Jiang Siming go ahead of time when he saw the amount of alcohol.

If you don't let it go, Jiang Siming will knock them all down.

The blushing Jiang Siming seemed to be more attractive, a state of drunken drunkenness.

The girls who watched the live broadcast at night are hiding in the bed and their hearts are beating, their legs can't help being closed and clamped, and some of them even unconsciously stretch their hands there...

"Heart Heart Heart Heart Heart Heart Heart Heart Heart~"

"Colors, colors, colors, colors, colors~"

"Did Myojin drink? Blushing!"

"The first time I saw Myojin blushing, why did my man feel so nervous?"

"It's over, Mom, I'm bent!"

"Gay+q959669661, make an appointment in the same city!"

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It's like the boys see a peerless beauty in the bed, this feeling is common.

In fact, girls are more lustful than boys.

Okay, why do men have more barrage...

Jiang Siming adjusted the camera and didn't play games for the time being, instead strolling around other anchors' rooms in his leisure time.

It's already one o'clock in the morning, and the big anchors of Douyu have basically all broadcast.

Only a few well-known late-night chicken-eating game anchors like Pigff, 17shou, and Xian Mo are still struggling.

Most of the others are outdoor anchors, such as 359, Fengfeng No. 3, and Zhengzhibo.

There is nothing to do in the evening to do a show and drive a luxury car to tease girls. Jiang Siming is not interested in this kind of live broadcast.

However, many male audiences love to watch, after all, they also have this kind of dream of driving a sports car to make a girl.

Qian Xiaojia, who had been in conflict with Jiang Siming before, was also broadcasting. She was scared to death by a mouthful of teeth. The live broadcast room was quite popular, with more than 10 million people, and there were more than 1 million people online.

But Jiang Siming knows that this guy's popularity and online numbers are all based on big companies. It's too fake, hehe.

Jiang Siming simply ran to the Huya platform to watch 4am.

The live broadcast of this platform will go to other platforms for room rounds, which is strictly prohibited in the circles of major live broadcast platforms.

Because no platform is willing to watch its big anchor go to other platforms to increase popularity, this is tantamount to giving gifts to competitors.

But Jiang Siming is different from ordinary anchors. He has an agreement with 4am. When the super tube sees it, he will not see it.

Clicking on the Huya platform, Wei Shen and the others are still live broadcast.

After winning the championship, Wei Shen and Xiao Xingmu were smiling all day long.

Of course, they have not slackened their training, and they are still broadcasting and playing training games every day.

Wei Shen live broadcast, like Jiang Siming, doesn't like to watch barrage, so when Jiang Siming entered his live broadcast room, he was still ignorant, and he was chatting with Xingmu Wang Duoyu and the others while waiting for the game.

"Brother Jiang hasn't been to the base for a long time, do you think you will be drained by your girlfriend?" said with a striking smirk.

"His fighting fish hasn't been broadcast in the past two days. I think it's very possible. Poor Lao Jiang, I don't know if his bones are healthy or not." Wei Shen quacked and agreed with his sympathy.

Little did he know that his live broadcast room barrage had been occupied by Jiang Siming's army.

"Pighead, you are floating, it seems that I have never been beaten by my god."

"The 99999 Ming Mission announced the occupation of the 7911 Live Room!"

"Dare to mock my idol, come here, cut this pig's head in half for me to drink and drink!"

"The pig's head is sold out today, do you want a pig whip?"

"Myojin is sharpening his knife, ready to kill pigs!"

"Are there any 7911 brothers? Why are they all the barrage of the enemy?"

"7911 has been killed. The enemy station has blasted this place."

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Jiang Siming was too lazy to wait for them in the live broadcast room, so he picked up his mobile phone and made a voice in the group chat at 4am.

Both Wei Shen and Xingmu's cell phones rang, and they curiously clicked to listen.

"Awei Amu, you two better pray that I will not come to the base recently, otherwise I will let you know what life is better than death."

As soon as the voice was released, Wei Shenhe Xingmu exploded, and when they looked at the barrage again, their faces drooped instantly.

Leaving Huya, Jiang Siming returned to Douyu. He originally wanted to give the pigs some gifts. Now, he wants to be beautiful!

Jiang Siming opened the 17shou live broadcast room. The 17 team has been training hard since returning from London. As the captain, 17shou also broadcast live training until the early hours of the morning.

Just clicked in, 17shou just finished a single row to eat chicken, 15 kills is very eye-catching.

As soon as he exited the hall, 17shou saw how the number of people in his live broadcast room had soared from more than 800,000 to more than 2 million. He only understood after another look.

"The world champion has time to come to my live broadcast room. It is really brilliant. I haven't thanked you for helping our 17th team several times in the finals. Thank you Myojin."

"You're welcome, I didn't help you either, but I just can't bear to see those fish jumping around."

"Haha, well said, especially the Korean team of miscellaneous fish, all of them play dirty routines, they will communicate their own routes in advance, unless it is the finals, otherwise they will not be able to fight, we 17 have several. It's very annoying to encounter their joint attack." 17shou was a little sorry and unhappy.

"It's okay, just continue to beat them next time."

"There is nothing wrong with this, by the way, next month the domestic spring competition will start again, this time you will still not participate, right?" 17shou asked curiously.

"Who said that, I will go this time." Jiang Siming said without hesitation.

Just kidding, it was painful for him not to go to the previous domestic leagues. He must participate in the future matches. This is the source of high explosive rate fragments~

"That's over, then we 17 can only compete for runner-up." 17shou said half-jokingly, in fact, he came from the bottom of his heart.

With Jiang Siming, 17 is really not enough for him...