Did Sheng Kuang actually livestream?
Thinking about what happened downstairs not long ago, Lin Jing felt a pang of annoyance again. But annoyance aside, her hand uncontrollably clicked into Sheng Kuang's livestream.
"What are you streaming? Streaming..." Sheng Kuang's voice came from the phone, lazy and drawn-out. Along with his words, the crisp sound of a mechanical keyboard being typed could be heard: "...for a thrashing."
Immediately after, Lin Jing saw the name of Sheng Kuang's livestream change:
Dazzled by the barrage of comments, Lin Jing couldn't resist her curiosity and left Sheng Kuang's livestream again, switching to Lan Bowen's.
As a former top mid-laner, Lan Bowen's condition for winning the livestream PK was generous, though not as ostentatious as Sheng Kuang's. If it was a streamer, it would be a ten-thousand-yuan gift; if not, it would be a ten-thousand-yuan cash red packet.
[A once-in-a-lifetime event, seeing Ku Zai, Boss Jing, and Wen Zi livestreaming on the same day!]
[If I remember correctly, the last time was three years ago!]
[Yes, three years ago, the night they won the KPL autumn championship!]
[My youth is back!]
Lin Jing watched the lively comments reminiscing about the past for a while, then decided to return to her favorite livestream.
For fairness, before leaving, she fed the free dried fish that the system had gifted her when she recharged two hundred yuan to Lan Bowen.