Chapter 120

However, his confident roll of the dice began to crumble bit by bit like a domino effect.

In the first solo game, Zhao Datian lost.

Rolling the dice in the second game also lost.

The second game is still lost.

Two wins out of three.

Zhao Datian lost completely.

When he lost, all his popularity was taken out and merged into Qin Xun's live broadcast room.

It plummeted and there was no ranking.

And Qin Xian sat firmly on the first throne, condescending!

Zhao Datian's live broadcast room was as silent as death.

Qin Xun's live broadcast room was full of commotion.

Qin Xun opened his mouth, his voice was slightly heavy, with a sense of oppression: "You lost."

"On the 30th of last month at 4:30 in the afternoon, in a mobile game, your trumpet [Baba Show for you to see] was matched with an assistant named [l2q] in the game recording that you hung up later in the game, Post it on your Weibo and short video platforms, with an apology, and say: I am good at games, I shouldn't insult a girl for playing her in a rhythm game, and beg for forgiveness."

Qin Xun added in Zhao Datian's shocked expression, "I won't forgive her for her."

The challenge interface is over, Qin Xun and Zhao Datian's live broadcast room is back to normal, each is beautiful, oh no, Zhao Datian's live broadcast room is not beautiful at the moment.

When Qin Xun accurately stated the game that day, he felt as if his whole body was submerged in water, heavy and wet, making him unable to breathe.

He opened his mouth and wanted to make excuses for himself, bring rhythm, and liven up the atmosphere in the live broadcast room as freely as usual...

But his brain was so clear that he couldn't say anything with his mouth.

He didn't dare to look at anything posted by the barrage. If he looked, he would see the fans who were usually regarded as sharp blades by him and aimed at others. At this moment, the blades are facing him:

"Good food, it's really ugly to lose, thanks to my support for so long, the food is awesome!"

"The popularity score that you worked so hard to brush up is gone. Not to mention the first place in this year's popularity score competition, can you still make it into the top 100? Trash, the gift you promised to draw for us was also lost by you!"

"Zhentian, what happened to that [l2q]? You should give us an explanation!"

"It's really unlucky to look like you can't afford to lose. How could you be blind to support this kind of thing! Waste!"

"What are you talking about, where did the group of six usually go?"

"I listened to the meaning of the new anchor, how did I hear that you were taking us as robbers? I played that [l2q] player for you!"

"I've also acted. Dareqing was wrong. I was used by you?"

"Looking back now, my mouth was really dirty when I sprayed other girls and couples. Why don't you make a sound now?"

"Zhentian, speak up, we have supported you for so long, we don't believe you are that kind of person!"

...

Zhao Datian gradually slowed down, he told himself, don't panic, don't panic!

Over the years, he has struggled to get up, how many newcomers he has secretly suppressed, how many competitive anchors he has destroyed, and how many times he has been yin and yang even as a professional player...

He finally sat in the position of the big anchor of Baihu Live.

He has to continue to make money, he can't fall!

Clenching his fists, he forcibly calmed down and sorted out his expression. Facing the audience in the live broadcast room, he was about to appease when his live broadcast room suddenly went dark.

There is only one row of red letters left on the screen: The anchor has violated the rules and needs to be reviewed.

The live broadcast room was closed. In addition to a row of official red letters, there were also a screen full of abuse, doubts, confusion, suspicion...