MTL - Game Designers: You Don’t Understand Charity-Chapter 275 Self-cultivation of the oil guy

   "Mumu, have you gone overseas, tell us about the game festival!"

   "Mu Mu, I watched the live broadcast that day, our uncle is really mighty!"

   "Fuck upstairs, who is your uncle, obviously my uncle doge."

   "Draw your sword, Mumu is mine!"

  As soon as Yun Mumu started broadcasting, the live broadcast room suddenly exploded.

   Tens of thousands of fans began to flood into the live broadcast room where Yun Mumu was.

   "Okay, okay, I'm relieved to see that everyone is still so energetic." Yun Mumu looked at the barrage with a smile, and replied sc and a gift in a calm manner.

   After all, because of the rebroadcast, the chatter at the beginning of the broadcast lasted for half an hour before it ended.

   This half an hour exhausted Sun Quansi and his team to death.

   "How is the atmosphere in the live broadcast room under monitoring, right?" Sun Quansi asked the staff in charge of monitoring the live broadcast room after wiping off the sweat on his head.

   "Fortunately, the most difficult part has passed." The employee also smiled wryly.

  How should I put it, Yun Mumu's sudden rebroadcast certainly caught them off guard and lacked preparation.

   But again, others have less reaction time.

  For example, some people who did not return as smoothly as Yun Mumu.

   "Just now, many trolls suspected of being organized by our competitor's platform were trying to control the rhythm of the host Mumu's live broadcast room. Fortunately, we successfully blocked them one by one, with little effort."

   "Now the atmosphere in the studio is warming up perfectly, and everything is going in a good direction."

   "That's good." Sun Quansi breathed a sigh of relief.

  As long as Yun Mumu's live broadcast is not disturbed, many unfavorable factors can be eliminated.

   "Okay, then let's play the recently popular Three Kingdoms Online!" At this time, Yun Mumu's voice came from the live broadcast screen.

  Sun Quansi's mood tightened, knowing that the most important link was coming.

  No matter how popular Yun Mumu is, she is also a game anchor. Even if she has a lot of audience in other fields, it cannot be separated from Yun Mumu's outstanding game technology and live broadcast effect.

  The popularity of Yun Mumu's live broadcast room tonight will be determined by her performance in the next game live broadcast.

   It is said that during the time when Yun Mumu was overseas, she basically played live gunfights and action games. After all, foreign players have slightly different preferences.

   Now facing the emerging online board games with completely different "painting styles" at home and abroad, can Yun Mumu be handy?

   "—Archer, get ready, shoot!"

   "—Go to hell!"

   Soon, Yun Mumu's victory in Yuan Shao's five consecutive defeats in the eight-man army battle made all the trolls completely shut up.

   "Fuck, FTK (first turn kill, refers to the end of a round of the game, compared to the spring) ah! Mu Mu mighty!"

   "This is Yuan Shao's powerful deal, and it's over with all the crazy arrows."

   "Got it, Master Yuan Shao is so unpopular!"

   "I suggest Mu Mu try Yu Ji next time, it's so fun hahahaha!"

   "Brother Sun, it seems that the anchor Mumu's live broadcast style is still the same." Seeing the rather hot atmosphere in the live broadcast room, the subordinates also sighed with emotion.

  Sun Quansi nodded pertinently.

   Among other things, Yun Mumu's talent in live broadcasting is definitely super high school level.

  Just the current interaction in the live broadcast room is enough to match a large number of first-class anchors.

  It's just... Sun Quansi glanced at the running data collected by his subordinates, and frowned slightly.

   It has been an hour since the live broadcast, but now during this prime time, Yun Mumu's flow has come to a standstill.

  It is one thing to perform well, but long interruptions and surprise rebroadcasts are ultimately a big flaw.

   According to this data, it is estimated that it is far from satisfying the high-level.

   At that time, it is estimated that someone will stand up and give pointers.

   "Have you tried your best?" Sun Quansi sighed.

  At this point in time, the basic data will not go up any further. Sun Quansi can roughly estimate what will happen after the live broadcast ends.

   "Damn it, the boss is arrogant!"

   "666, am I dazzled, 10,000 yuan sc! What kind of oil guy is this?!"

   "Ten bursts of rockets, this is too strong! Quickly record it."

   Right at this moment, the barrage suddenly exploded in the live broadcast room.

  There was a commotion in the work area, which surprised Sun Quansi.

   "What's going on, why are there so many rewards and gifts all of a sudden?" Sun Quansi asked urgently.

  The subordinates were also very puzzled and buried themselves in the investigation.

   "I don't know, Brother Sun, but a lot of newly registered users suddenly appeared, and they rushed into the live broadcast room of the anchor Mu Mu!"

   "New registered users? It can't be consumption by minors, right? How many times have I said that this issue should be well controlled." Sun Quansi doubted.

   When it comes to live broadcast rewards, what people hate and love the most is the rewards from minors.

   It is often the case that minors reward a large number of gifts when watching live broadcasts, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.

   Once the incident is discovered, the platform does not want to be criticized on this sensitive topic. In the end, minors can only refund the full amount of their consumption on the live broadcast platform.

   It’s just that the money is in the anchor’s hands, who will bear the taxes and fees?

  Finally, a phenomenon appeared. After the anchor received the reward from the minor, not only did he not make any money, but he was burdened with sky-high debts.

   "I have checked everything! When necessary, I will block the reward function of the live broadcast room!" Sun Quansi hurriedly ordered.

  If a competitor of a competing platform exploits this loophole to disgust people, then it will be in trouble.

   "Brother Sun, wait a minute... The situation doesn't seem to be the case?" At this time, the subordinates beside him made a hesitant voice.

   "Look at the anchor Mumu, it seems that the expression is not too surprised?"

   "Huh?" Sun Quansi paused.

  He then took a closer look at a series of user IDs that suddenly jumped to the top of the reward list in the live broadcast room.

   One by one, they are all English names spelled in full letters.

   "No way..." Sun Quansi was dumbfounded, and an absurd thought rose in his mind.

  These "oil guys" who came to cheer are not all... Yun Mumu's diehard overseas fans, right?

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