vrcanaries Chapter 710: Picking vegetables
Chapter 710: Picking vegetables
The PK match unfolded as expected, but the outcome seemed to have been predetermined. In just five seconds, the PK points in Feng Jun and Fu Yubing's live broadcast rooms had exceeded one million. This meant that in just a few seconds, at least 100,000 yuan worth of gifts had rushed into their live broadcast rooms.
However, this is not the end yet. Gifts with gorgeous special effects appear one after another, occupying the entire live broadcast room.
Feng Jun did not actively call for votes, but asked Shen Lin'er to take out her mobile phone and directly gave ten carnivals to his own live broadcast room and Fu Yubing's live broadcast room.
In addition, all members of the Prosperous Family also showed up at this moment, and gifts appeared in the live broadcast room as if they were free.
Not only the prosperous families, but even the man in white from the East China Sea, Three Swords End, Ruthless Westbrook and others, all the famous tycoons in Fantasy Westward Journey, except those from the Forbidden City, were frantically giving all kinds of gifts in the two people's live broadcast rooms.
When the final ten-minute settlement time came, the gift points in Feng Jun's live broadcast room directly reached an astonishing 2153 million, and the points in Fu Yubing's live broadcast room also reached 1426 million.
As for the two anchors, they have 312 million and 879 million respectively.
Comparing the two, the result is obvious. Feng Jun and Fu Yubing are far ahead of their opponents.
"Did they lose? How did they get so many votes? More than 20 million? How did they get that?" The female anchor whispered, looking at the screen in front of her with an expression of disbelief. The result of the PK deeply hurt Whisper's heart.
"Okay, since you lost, then accept the punishment. The punishment I give you is that you can't live broadcast for three days. Okay, boss, you give the punishment." Fu Yubing said proudly with a smile on his face.
"Well, my punishment for you is that you will never be able to connect with me or any anchor under Xingchen Media again." Feng Jun thought about it and made the punishment.
"This..." The two were speechless for a moment. They had never expected that Feng Jun and Fu Yubing would give such a punishment.
But in the end, the two chose to accept this cruel punishment. After all, this is how it is in the circle. If you lose, you can only admit it. If you are unreasonable and cheat, it will be difficult to survive on this platform.
This is especially true since the size of these two people has reached a relatively high level.
Soon, this PK farce came to an end. Feng Jun did not continue to focus on it, but immediately distributed a number of large lucky bags in the live broadcast room for the audience to scramble for.
Then I clicked on a game called Cross Fire.
"Come on, come on, let's take care of the black town first. I'll build a house, and then I'll find someone to go with me to guard A University. Let me tell you, I'm the god of A University. Back then, I gave up Peking University just to guard A University." Feng Jun grinned and greeted the netizens in the live broadcast room happily.
When Feng Jun said this, the live broadcast room suddenly became lively, and the barrage of comments filled the entire room like snowflakes.
Donghai White Clothes Man: Peking University? I think you are just bragging? A University God? Let me tell you what a sniper god is. Brothers, make room for me. I am called the Left-Handed Sniper God.
Three swords ended: Lao Feng, don't blame your failure to get into Peking University on your decision to stay at A University. Let me meet you. When I played CF, you were probably still in elementary school. Do you know Ma Zhe? Back then, he... Ahem, he was from the same city as me. I only lost to him by one point.
Crazy Demon Abai: Roar, roar, you don't want to play PK anymore? I thought you were going to continue, so I recharged 500,000 yuan into my account. Wait, I downloaded CrossFire, Black Town, right? I was the best CrossFire player in our town, and my pistol fighting skills were amazing.
Westbrook from Baihua Village: I'll come too, but I don't want to be on the same team with Old Feng. I watched him play a few games yesterday and his skills were horrible.
White Magic Fairy: Give me the room password, sisters, and make room for me. Actually, I used to like playing this game, especially fighting zombies.
Fanhua, Xiaohei: Come on, Jun, do you want me to take you? You are such a poor technician.
Many legendary figures of Fantasy Westward Journey, as well as the top bosses of Fantasy Westward Journey, appeared in Feng Jun's live broadcast room one after another. When they saw that Feng Jun was going to play Cross Fire, they all wanted to join in.
When the netizens saw that so many top Fantasy Westward Journey masters and legendary figures were planning to participate in this game, they all gave up their seats.
Soon, these guys who enjoyed great reputation in Fantasy Westward Journey actually started playing Cross Fire, which was a rare game.
Seeing that everyone was joining in, Feng Jun naturally planned to put on a good show. He was already standing near A University with a sniper, waiting for any opponents passing by.
Soon, Feng Jun saw Xiao Hei rushing out with a sniper rifle. The moment he saw Xiao Hei, Feng Jun clicked the mouse, aimed and shot. Everything seemed to be smooth without any delay.
As the gunshot rang out, the bullet suddenly shot out from the gun barrel.
However, Xiao Hei on the opposite side also raised his gun at the first moment and shot a bullet directly at Feng Jun.
But the next moment, everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned. The two men's guns had gone off in an unknown direction. Neither Feng Jun nor Xiao Hei had any blood on their bodies.
All of a sudden, barrages of comments like "Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick" filled the entire live broadcast room.
"Uh, it's off target. There must be something wrong with the trajectory of the gun. I clearly aimed at the head." Feng Jun scratched his head embarrassedly, trying frantically to make amends.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet flew in from somewhere and hit Feng Jun's head accurately, blowing him off.
"Damn, I was tricked? Could you not be so tricky after the three slashes? I wasn't even prepared?" Feng Jun looked at the fallen body on the screen and said with some indignation.
Feng Jun became the first person to die in battle. The so-called patron saint of University A had become a joke.
The audience in the live broadcast room laughed as they watched Feng Jun fall down. Many netizens also started to make fun of Feng Jun's poor foot-picking skills.
However, Feng Jun did not care about this. After all, Feng Jun himself is not a professional in playing CrossFire. He is playing it now just to review this game that has been forgotten by many people with the viewers in the live broadcast room.
As the game continued to unfold, Feng Jun became the biggest breakthrough point in the game. After one round, he only killed three people by luck, two of whom were killed by Feng Jun's random grenades.
Naturally, the defender also lost this game.
"Come on, continue." Feng Jun was not discouraged at all and continued to clamor for the next round.