Feminist God

Lin Qing looked at it, and saw that the public screen was full of single-player subtitles

In the end, he still complied, and built a house again, saying: "Is there anyone else who wants to challenge me?"

"The old lady is here!".

"Count me in!"

It was still those people in the first round who were aggressively trying to abuse Lin Qing.

As a result, in the second game, before entering the door, a black B3 submachine gun was swept down from the top of the head...

Fan A pawn.

Fan B has followed suit.

...

After several rounds in a row, the audience in the live broadcast room were speechless. They only saw Lin Qing sneaking out from various places such as stairs, pipes, and the roof with a submachine gun in his hand.

"..." All fans.

"Whether the anchor is a man or not is too monkeyish..."

"It's a surprise every time, which is too accurate, better than women playing games!"

"Who can abuse the anchor? Save face for us women!"

Compared with other games, the advantage of the game against players lies in the battle of wits and courage between players and mutual games.

Obviously, the fans watching the live broadcast also saw Lin Qing's skills.

Different from those dull men with brains, he has to take advantage of any firearms, and his tactics are also very exciting. Either he sees that the opponent is strong, and he will fight until the end;

"We have to hold on!"

Several fans got together in the game.

At this time, they all wanted to PK the beautiful male anchor in the hotel with the real person, and put him on the bed to "slap" him to death.

However, in the live broadcast room after a while

"Did you just use a technique called Instant Sniping and Swinging Sniping?"

"The beautiful anchor's gun is so scary, it's scary!"

"I didn't expect a man's marksmanship to be so powerful!"

"The anchor's hand speed is invincible, it's heart-wrenching to watch!"

However, it's hard to beat, it's getting late at this time, and Lin Qing is also hungry, so he knocked down several female fans on the ground by himself, and quit the game.

"Anchor! I don't accept it!" The few fans who were fighting were the most angry.

Originally, the show operation was useless and it was already very depressing, but in the end, the man beat him up in the game again!

Spicy Chicken Counter Strike, the game experience is almost zero!

"It won't be broadcast anymore." Lin Qing said.

The fans in the live room immediately shouted

"Let's play it again."

"What time will it air tomorrow?"

"Ask if the anchor has a girlfriend, I can give you a reward, as long as you become my boyfriend, I can give you a big rocket every day!"

"."

There was a lot of news in the live broadcast room, and most fans didn't want to leave the live broadcast room very much.

Lin Qing smiled and said, "It will be broadcast when I have time, not fixed."

"." Fans.

The broadcast time of other anchors is fixed, but look at this handsome anchor, he just does whatever he wants!

However, before they could leave a message on the public screen, they saw that the live broadcast room went dark.

After Lin Qing checked the live broadcast, he called Jin Lian and asked about the data.

Very good, the enthusiasm of the anchor and the audience is very high, even chatting with pandas has added a lot of new users than before.

Putting the phone in his pocket, Lin Qing smiled and walked outside.

He knows that he has completely disrupted the market. The market will no longer be a stagnant pool, but new companies will spring up like mushrooms after a spring rain. This is the general trend.

Take the rise of live broadcasting as an example, which provides the best channel for the realization of personal influence. The rise of individuals is happening in the decentralized Internet era, and the development momentum will become more and more violent in the future.

Lin Qing doesn't know how to take care of these things, and he has no ability to take care of them, but the premise is that they don't touch Huaqing's interests.

Lin Qing graduated from university and ordered two rice bowls in a small restaurant outside.

"Student, have you eaten so much?" The small restaurant is run by a middle-aged husband and wife on a small budget, and college students enter and leave.

Seeing that Lin Qing was a man who actually asked for so much, if he couldn't eat it, it would be a waste, so the boss asked with a smile.

Lin Qing smiled and nodded.

After the boss said this, the people in the small restaurant subconsciously raised their heads, and then their eyes flashed with surprise.

The man in sight turned his face sideways, but he could still see the delicate outline of his side face.

He is slender and well-dressed in a blue shirt with his arms open, and the white T-shirt inside is very clean.

Just one glance gives people a very youthful feeling.

Immediately, the hearts of most of the women eating in the small restaurant were throbbing, and even the women who brought their boyfriends couldn't help but sneak a few glances here.

Is it the feeling of first love?

No, it's just that the beauty imagined in a woman's mind is outlined, and that feeling is indescribable.

Lin Qing felt the sight from the surroundings, raised her eyes slightly, and smiled at these people.

The women froze for a moment before realizing who he was, no wonder he looks so good.

The scene was suddenly quiet, and even the movement of eating froze.

Don't be fooled by the rumors of this man's appearance, he has the appearance of a god, but his temper is more violent than that of a woman, and he is not soft at all when he hits a woman.

But now this smile, doesn't it feel as scary as in the legend?

Immediately afterwards, there was a "coax" in their minds, and the high-ranking male god would also come to this small restaurant to eat?

Shouldn't such a handsome man be in and out of five-star hotels every day?

Due to Lin Qing's male god's appearance, no one dared to take a step forward, but a woman forced a smile and said, "No, male god, are you eating here?"

"Me?" Lin Qing sat in front of the last empty wooden table and was stunned. This was the first time someone called herself that.

Many women in the small restaurant nodded.

At this time, the owner of the small restaurant came over with a wooden tray, and put the two rice bowls on it in front of Lin Qing.

There are two plates of rice, the amount of rice is sufficient, but there are not many dishes on top, and they are also very light.

Tasteless, compared to other tables with several dishes

"Isn't this a place to eat?" Lin Qing said seriously.

The protection desire of the women is instantly aroused, how can such a good-looking man eat these things?

And the body is also very delicate, and it is still growing, for example

In case of stunted development, if it is said later, it will be as if the senior sister of Beijing University can't take care of others.

"Boss, give me man. Give me some food for my junior, and it will be on my account."

"Whatever it is, come and eat with my boyfriend, it's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks."

When the women saw Lin Qing eating so poorly, they felt that they had lost face.

Their indignant words made the owner of the small restaurant feel embarrassed. After talking for a long time, his restaurant turned into a heinous black-hearted restaurant.

His wife specially added two spoonfuls of rice to him.

"How about I give you a cold dish for free?" The boss smiled wryly.

"No need." Lin Qing ate with her head down.

Seeing this, it's hard for others to say anything, but there are still quite a few women looking sideways at this place.

It seems to have a new understanding of Lin Qing.

If it was Lin Qing's previous top ten male gods, would he come to such a small place to eat?

Certainly not, they are superior, they will only dislike eating in such a small restaurant and lose face.

But Lin Qing, who kicked those individuals off the altar, is eating here alone. What kind of mentality is this?

People are not arrogant, nor do they have any self-conscious aloofness.

It's not unreasonable for him to be the only male god in Beijing University. Of course, it would be better if he didn't have a bad temper and hit women at every turn.