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Chapter 345 ibnb league(1/2)

"Can we be out of date? No one likes it?"

The sniper god opened his mouth and said.

"Fuck, how could I be out of date? Even if I don't have the skills, I still have a large number of beautiful fans."

Meng Qiqi glanced at the Sniper God and said angrily.

"Yes, it's impossible, it's impossible that the three of us are so angry."

Zhang Xuan also shook his head and said.

Where is the popularity base of the three of them?

Countless fans are waiting to watch their live broadcast.

Even if it is out of breath, it will not be out of breath all of a sudden.

"What's going on? There's no one yet."

The sniper god curled his lips and said.

Not to mention popularity, there is no comment.

Their live broadcast room was empty and as if it didn't exist.

"We don't know either. Who knows what's going on? Is there something wrong with the official side?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head and said.

"Yes, after saying this, please contact the official and ask."

When the sniper god heard Zhang Xuan's words, his eyes lit up.

"Why did you ask me to contact me? Don't you have a way to contact me?"

Zhang Xuan said angrily as he looked at the sniper god.

"After all, you have the biggest card now, and you respond quickly when you speak."

Hearing Zhang Xuan's words, the sniper God said with a smile.

There is no way, now it is better to ask Zhang Xuan to contact the official.

Zhang Xuan nodded and began to contact the official.

Zhang Xuan is still quite proud of his face now.

After sending a message to the official, the official responded quickly.

"How is it? What the official side says, is it because there is something wrong with our account?"

Meng Qiqi looked at Zhang Xuan and asked.

"No, you're thinking too much, because we have too much traffic as soon as we start broadcasting, and the official server can't bear it."

Zhang Xuan looked at Meng Qiqi and the Sniper God opposite him and shook his head and said.

"You mean, our traffic crashed the server?"

The sniper god looked at Zhang Xuan and asked in disbelief.

After all, this kind of thing is incredible for them.

On weekdays, the anchors on their entire platform can bear it at the same time.

Now it’s just that the three of them are broadcasting at the same time, and the official server can’t stand it anymore.

So how popular are the three of them?

"Okay, the official said it will be restored soon, and our current performance can also be seen by the audience."

Zhang Xuan glanced at the sniper god and said lightly.

After saying that, Zhang Xuan subconsciously adjusted his sitting posture.

As for the sniper god, he hurriedly sorted out himself.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but feel a little worried when he looked at the screen.

After all, I didn't know that I had been on the live broadcast just now.

Some things that shouldn't be said have been said. Could it be that the character is collapsed?

"It's restored, there's a barrage, and people are starting to appear."

Meng Qiqi said in surprise at the screen in front of her.

Hearing Meng Qiqi's words, Zhang Xuan hurriedly looked at the screen.

Sure enough, the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded imagination.

There were actually 10 million people watching his live broadcast online at the same time.

And the barrage is dense and countless.

"How popular are you two live broadcast rooms?"

Zhang Xuan looked at Meng Qiqi and asked.

"I have three million popularity in my live broadcast room, breaking the historical record."

Meng Qiqi said with a smile.

I was a little proud when I said this.

"I have more live broadcast rooms than you, and my popularity of four million can be considered as barely reaching a new level."

The sniper god also said happily.

In the past, the number of people they watched online was only more than one million.

After all, they basically hadn't gotten off work when the broadcast started.

It's hard to get those people to watch their live broadcasts.

As for those who don’t go to work, they all have their own fans.

So, today's popularity really broke through their imagination.

"By the way, how popular are you? Isn't it more than the two of us combined?"

Meng Qiqi looked at Zhang Xuan and asked.

"Not much, it's just over ten million."

Zhang Xuan waved his hand and said modestly.

"More than 10 million? More than 10 million is not much? Are you kidding?"

The sniper god looked at Zhang Xuan and said angrily.

At the same time, I wish I could swallow Zhang Xuan alive.

Meng Qiqi, who was beside her, also widened her eyes and couldn't believe it.

After all, his live broadcast room is only three million.

The sniper god is so famous that he is only four million.

The two of them combined are only seven million.

Zhang Xuan himself has more than the two of them combined.

"Why are you so surprised? It shouldn't be difficult to reach this level, after all, there are so many users on the entire platform."

Zhang Xuan asked in surprise when he looked at the two people beside him.

Zhang Xuan has learned intently that there are 300 to 400 million users on the entire platform.

It shouldn't be too difficult to break through 10 million people.

"Isn't it difficult? No one except you have reached this level. Now the official recommendation should be given to you."

The sniper sighed and said.

Really, why is it so uncomfortable for people to compare with others?

Zhang Xuan went out and took a look.

Sure enough, the official has now given all the recommendations to Zhang Xuan.

Obviously, I also want Zhang Xuan’s popularity to make another breakthrough.

This is a good thing for their platform.

"Hahaha, Brother Master has actually started the broadcast, long time no see."

"Yes, Brother Master hasn't started live broadcasts for several days."

"Hurry up and play games live. I haven't watched it for a long time and I don't have enough food."

"Brother Master, this time, I've won glory for the country."

"Just now, Master Brother actually suspected that he was out of breath, and I was really laughing."
To be continued...
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