Teemo's blushing face was like a blooming peach blossom, intoxicating.
"I, Teemo, am the most beautiful!”
"Haha! This is the first time I'm shy! Could it be that he really fell in love with the Language Emperor? I've been guarding Teemo for a year, and I've never seen her shy! Now I finally know what love at first sight is!”
“66666! Streamer! I'll give you full marks for your flirting skills!”
Teemo's face became redder and redder as the live broadcast room continued to jeer.
"Yang Chen…Is your prophecy true?”Teemo bit her lip. She lowered her head and stammered, her voice softer than a mosquito.
"Hehe, of course it's true! But it depends on the prophecy. I can't predict everything! If I were to predict that the moon would fall, it would definitely be impossible!”Yang Chen grinned and answered accurately.
Just as he was waiting for Teemo to continue asking, Teemo's face suddenly turned red and quickly spread to his neck.
"Can you send me your phone number? I'll call you after the live broadcast!”
Was Teemo asking Yang Chen out?
“6666666! Teemo is so proactive!"
"Sigh! He had been watching Teemo's live stream for a year! Teemo was so abnormal today! Could it be that he really liked the streamer? Streamer! I'm convinced! Your flirting skills are 6666!"
"Wow! What are you waiting for, host? Teemo is about to throw himself at me!"
.........
Yang Chen didn't think too much and ignored the comments of the netizens. These people were only the ones who led the tempo. They didn't mind watching the show.
"Alright! Let me add you as a friend!"
"I'm Little Teemo, this is the ID! Also, what's your name? There are many people who want to add me, but I don't want to. What's your name? I'll go look for it later!"
Teemo said carefully. As a streamer, there were more than 100 people who added her ID on LOL every day, so she had to know Yang Chen's ID. What if he swiped it?
"What did I hear? Heavens! I added Timo a hundred times yesterday! None of them succeeded! The host will make Timo fight you in minutes! Amazing!"
"The emperor of picking up girls! From now on, I'll call the streamer the emperor of picking up girls!"
"His name is Timo Jun!"
Yang Chen chuckled and told Teemo his ID. Teemo responded and added Yang Chen as a friend. After he entered it, Teemo was stunned.
"You... You're the one who played Ice!"
When Timo asked, Yang Chen was stunned! What? What ice!
"Was that you just now? Use the power of ice to turn the tide! A big move to stop VN! We just won the game!"
Yang Chen still couldn't remember.
Immediately, a window popped up on Yang Chen's screen. Someone was speaking to Yang Chen.
"It's you! I am Teemo! I didn't expect to have already played games with you!”
Yang Chen looked at the chat history and suddenly remembered that when he was playing Frost, someone praised him for playing Frost well. So it was Teemo!
F * ck!
"Host! Your luck is too good! He could actually meet Teemo in a game!!!”
"This is called meeting from a thousand miles away! F * ck! Goddess, please grant me the ability to predict! I want to soak! Sister! Son!"
"That's right! He looked like a loser! Still hungry. Thirsty loser!"
“ 1！”
Seeing that it was indeed Teemo, Yang Chen was shocked. It was indeed good to meet a girl in a game.
"So we've been good friends for a long time. What fate!”Yang Chen smiled warmly. A handsome look appeared on his face, causing Timo's heart to palpitate.
"I give full marks to this fate!"
"The meaning of fate is so deep! What kind of fate is it?"
"Streamer 666! Fate! Those who are fated will get it…Teemo couldn't escape the streamer's grasp!!”
"Previous poster, you're bullshitting. What do you mean by you can't escape from the streamer's hands! It must be that Teemo is willing to get into the host's hands!”
"Do you think Buddha is suppressing Sun Wukong?”
“233333”
“......”
Yang Chen sent his phone number over. He intentionally covered the number on the way, so no one saw it when he sent it over.
Otherwise, he would be bombarded by his fans.
Zhang Qige and Xiao Cang also wanted Yang Chen's phone number.
Prophecy Emperor! He could get a full belly without surgery in minutes! This kind of good thing was simply too good!
Zhang Qige was carefree like a tough woman.
"Can it really be full? I'm looking for a divine artifact!"
Seventh Brother picked. Ridiculous, acting cute only to be rich!
"We'll talk after we turn off the live broadcast. Otherwise, some netizens will report me, the perverted streamer!”
"Alright!"
Brother Seven replied and continued to watch Yang Chen's live broadcast.
"Seventh Brother! The scale was not small! Don't be rich anymore!"
"Upstairs, get lost! Do you know what Seventh Brother wants? Seventh Brother wants to be the biggest in history!"
"We have the Prophecy Emperor! Mom won't worry about me drinking silica gel anymore!”
"No pain! No side effects! It won't affect anything!"
"Are you still worried about the Huns? Are you still feeling inferior because of your small breasts?”
"Are you still worried about Feng Xiong's child's death from silica gel poisoning? Are you still afraid of the explosion of your chest after the harvest? Please call the Prophecy Emperor's cell phone number! Live broadcast!"
"Number 6 above! Full marks for this advertisement!"
"He's really f * cking talented!"
"There's no limit to how funny you are! I've finally seen it! I, Zhao Ri, surrender!"
"I, Yap Liangchen, kneel!"
"I, Long Aotian, have licked it!"
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