FOG [e-sport]

Chapter 110

What kind of experience was it to be resting on the first floor of the base while upstairs, your live broadcast was still going and was hugely popular to boot?

Among the many players, only Shi Luo has had this experience.

After all, this was the first time anyone has done something like helping someone else fill their live broadcast hours.

And he was doing it so seriously too. The live broadcast quality of the substitute broadcaster was very high. The operation of a player in the top 50 of the national server in an ultra top level match was a sight to behold. The mic in the broadcast was on. When Shi Luo played there was a lot more keyboard tapping sounds than when Yu Sui played. During the few waves of single kills, the crisp and fast keyboard rapping sounds matched with the opponent falling in the game interface. The sense of rhythm was extremely strong. This viewing experience was simply enjoyable for those watching the live broadcast.

This certain substitute broadcaster was also unlike most anchors who had to boast whenever they pulled off a difficult move. He played very quietly. When the situation was tense, you could only hear his keyboard sounds. He doesn’t brag and he never says anything even when his teammates make mistakes that puts his character in danger. He never even utters any words of regret. If he can help to finish it, he would help. If he couldn’t help, he would withdraw, waiting for the next opportunity.

The popularity of the live broadcast room marked “Free-Evil” rose as quick as a whirlwind. At the end of the first game, because the popularity grew too fast, the super administrator of the live broadcast platform found the data abnormal. So, he joined the live broadcast and asked if there were any problems.

Having the super administrator check in when he was at crucial point as he was trying to break the opponent’s resurrection stone, Yu Sui couldn’t help but laugh.

Shi Luo, who was watching the live broadcast downstairs on his mobile phone, blushed after just hearing a certain substitute broadcaster laugh.

“You......”

Shi Luo couldn’t stand himself. He instinctively glanced back and he breathed out a sigh of relief upon seeing that the Auntie on the first floor hadn’t noticed him.

Shi Luo was really afraid of people seeing him like this, so he guiltily put on his sweatshirt hood while cursing himself in a very small voice. “Is this your f*cking first time dating him... F*cking blushing like this.”

Shi Luo also didn’t know if Yu Sui was just too good at teasing him or his he was just a weak-ass chicken in this regard. When Yu Sui smiles, his heartbeat speeds up.

The super administrator was still completely clueless. So he asked, puzzled, “Evil? What’s wrong?”

A certain substitute broadcaster broke the opponent’s resurrection stone, and said, “Our team’s Evil Xuanshou needed to take care of something. I’m broadcasting for him for a while...it should be alright, right?”

“Whisper?” The super manager choked with fright, and said hurriedly, “Of course, you can. Ho-however you want to broadcast... just broadcast it.”

The super administrator probably also didn’t expect Yu Sui to be this inconspicuous. He left the room in fright and Yu Sui continued to queue up for a game.

Downstairs, Shi Luo pressed his head against the glass window and looked down at his phone. He watched as the popularity of his live broadcast room continued to soar. He watched as Yu Sui organize his desktop while waiting for the matched. He watched as Yu Sui clicked open Minesweeper while waiting in line. He listened as Yu Sui’s soft voice from his phone. “This computer actually only has Minesweeper...”