Chapter 117 Elderly people helping elderly people
Chapter 117 Elderly people helping elderly people
Xiao Yang is a gaming anchor with tens of thousands of fans. Usually, there are more than a hundred people watching his live broadcasts online. This time, he relied on the gimmick of "killing the elderly team" to attract many netizens who did not know the truth.
[I don’t believe there really is an elderly team. ]
[The old man and the old lady have no awareness and no skills, they are not as good as elementary school students. No wonder games are getting harder and harder to play nowadays. ]
[Don't be so angry. What's wrong with the elderly? Have you seen how they operate? Have you ever been on the line with them? Attacking people for no reason is very uncivilized.]
[It turns out that there are really elderly people playing this game. Last time I said that a teammate with abstract operation was a primary school student, he thanked me and said that I made him feel 60 years younger. It turns out that he is a real uncle. I have to slap myself twice when I wake up in the middle of the night. I deserve to die. ]
[The above poster is not only sorry for the old man, but also sorry for the primary school students. Don't always judge people by stereotypes, or you will be slapped in the face. ]
[It turns out there really is a 5-year-old lady who kills five people in the middle of the night. I just didn’t know that.]
Netizens said all kinds of things, and the news spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred, in the live broadcast room, and a large number of people gathered to watch.
Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Xiao Yang kicked Dabao's stool outside the camera and threatened fiercely in a low voice: "You'd better be honest and cooperate with my live broadcast, otherwise you little brats will be in trouble."
The three little children were so frightened that they wanted to huddle together on the same stool, like a group of frightened little quails, to comfort each other.
"Dabao, I'm scared. They are so fierce."
“Woo woo, we were beaten to death today, can we still be good brothers in the next life?”
"I don't think I'll ever finish my Chinese practice book. If the teacher tells my mom, I'll be in trouble."
Dabao's chubby face wrinkled into a ball. He was also scared, and his short legs were trembling. But he still managed to cheer up his friend: "Don't be afraid, my grandfather is here, he will protect us."
"If my grandfather can't beat him, there's still Grandpa Liao. Grandpa Liao is a veteran and he's very powerful."
"Dabao, you are so kind. We will be good brothers for life."
"Hey, kids. What are you whispering about? The game has started. Pay attention and give the soldiers and wild monsters to my brother." Xiaofan threatened.
Xiao Yang acquiesced to his brother's behavior, and with a look of arrogance on his face, he answered the question in the barrage: "Ask me what to do if I lose?"
"There's no way I'll lose. If I lose, I'll chop off my hands, quit the game, and smack myself in the face."
"Of course I will show mercy later. If I beat the old man and the old woman up and cause them to have high blood pressure, I won't be able to pay the compensation if they blackmail me."
He played the top lane position and was not worried about losing at all. He did not develop at the beginning of the game, but wanted to go over the tower and kill the enemy to show off his skills.
As the 65-year-old city-standard top laner, Uncle Qian would not give him a chance. He would settle both old and new grudges, and rush forward with the support Uncle Liao, and instantly crippled him with a set of skills.
His younger brother Xiaofan wanted to go to support him, but Xiaoyang scolded him: "No need to come over, my hand slipped accidentally just now, watch me kill them in one second with only a little health left."
He is stubborn and netizens are sharp-eyed.
[I see clearly that the "Happy Life" master has some skills, and his combos are enough for me to learn.]
[The assistant "Iron Blood Wolf" gave Cai Wenji such a fierce name, which is a strong contrast. 】
[Just now I felt that the ID of the uncle "Happy Life" was very familiar. I logged out and found that I had played ranked games with him. I am also a friend of him. He has been a king for several seasons. ]
[What? I studied hard for 18 years and still didn't make it to Star Glory. Are you kidding me? ]
[Why can everyone become the King, but I can't. 】
[I really am not as good as the old and not as good as the young. 】
[I am the only one who thinks this anchor is both inexperienced and conceited. He is so annoying. I am waiting for the uncles and aunts to teach him a lesson.]
Just when Xiao Yang was about to make a threat, Uncle Qian directly pushed him under the tower and took the first blood.
"That doesn't count! I could have killed him, it's all because of the defense tower."
"I let you guys go first on purpose. I don't want to win too easily. I'm going to get serious. Let's see what happens."
He shouted, forgetting at all that he was the one who took the initiative to cross the tower, and ended up giving away the first blood in a very stupid way.
The morale of Xi Yang Hong was greatly boosted. Uncle Qian cheered: "Beautiful, I forgot how to say that in English."
"Sister Du, please teach me again. I practiced for a long time and forgot it."
The uncles and aunts were all people who had seen big scenes. Uncle Qian had even faced off against professional players and didn't care at all about a half-baked guy who could only talk big.
"Yes, it's nice." Aunt Du, the only one among the group who had taken English classes, repeated it again without getting tired of it.
"I think these two guys are not as good as my eldest grandson. Their level is not that good."
"Best of three games. We will definitely win this one. It'll be Lao Guan's turn to play the next one." Uncle Qian commented sharply.
No matter how the two people on the opposite side shouted and threatened, the uncles and aunts remained unmoved and continued to develop steadily.
Ye Feng, who had nothing to do and was not nervous, quietly moved between the two tables and stared at Xiao Yang and Xiao Fan, worried that they would hurt Dabao.
Grandpa Qian’s eldest grandson is his eldest nephew, and he has to protect the treasure for Grandpa Qian.
"I will keep an eye on you." Ye Feng said faintly.
……
The two teams' match was held in a busy park, and those strolling around were attracted by the excitement.
The uncles and aunts who were playing chess and square dancing spontaneously stood on the side of Sunset Red, including many uncles and aunts from Evergreen who had just finished school.
“Brothers and sisters come on, old people support old people.”
"Do you need more people? I'm going to call my son and daughter."
"These comrades are the pride of us old folks, and we must definitely support them."
"We just rehearsed a new square dance, 'Today is a Good Day,' so we'll dance it to cheer them up."
"This dance of yours is suitable for Ying."
"Can you win?"
"That must be possible."
"Brothers and sisters, my granddaughter said there was a live broadcast scolding the senior team."
"This is outrageous. Let's curse back."
“Does anyone know where to watch the live broadcast?”
"I know. We taught it at the senior citizens' university. Let me tell you."
"By the way, let me spread the word that this Sunset Red Team was organized by our school's e-sports class."
"Yes, yes, yes, choose Evergreen Senior University. Our principal is a very nice person."
"Stop chatting. Does anyone know what to do if I can't type? I'm so anxious. I've never lost an argument before."
"Let me tell you how to input voice input. This is also taught in our senior university."
"Is this true? Senior university also teaches you how to use your cell phone."
"Of course. We learn a lot, including piano, dance, and vocal music. The food in the school is also delicious. You can try it next semester. It's quite interesting to go to the senior citizen university."
Lin Qinglan stayed at home, and the school's popularity continued to rise, all thanks to the publicity from uncles and aunts.
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