Chapter 159: FuckYou is great!

"I'm really going to work, you two believe it or not." Lin Fan folded his arms, "Look, the Honor team only played four people." Han Mo, who had been attracted by Lin Fan, saw the scene on stage.
"They are waiting for someone."
"The game has changed to this level? If I say, I will admit defeat early."
"Lin Fan, are they talking about you?" Chen Ke joked while looking at Lin Fan.
"Yeah, it's me. I will say hello to you two when I come over, and then go up and abuse these sticks."
"Come on." Han Mo didn't believe it at all.
"Really, believe it or not." Lin Fan nodded in a serious tone.
"Cut, brother, don't brag." A man sitting in the second row said, "Quickly find a place to sit down and don't affect my watching the game."
"What kind of game to watch, just watch me, wait until I hit these sticks to show you."
"Pretend, you have the ability to go up now." The man sitting in the back row said again.
"Go up and go up, I'm afraid you won't make it." After Lin Fan said this, he patted Han Mo and Chen Ke on the shoulders, "You two can rest assured and see how I can blow them up."
"You really want to go?" Chen Ke couldn't say anything.
"of course."
"Great!" Hearing the news that Lin Fan was going to play, Han Mo didn't restrain his excitement. He jumped up from the seat and kissed him on his side, leaving a lipstick mark. "Come on. !"
With a disgusting expression, he wiped off the lipstick on his face, "I said you two are really good friends, do you want to express gratitude in the same way?"
Chen Ke did the same last time, saying thanks but took the opportunity to take advantage of him.
"Shameless." Han Mo glanced at him. She was really too happy. As a LOL anchor, her affection for the game LOL is deeper than others, and she has always had a relationship with the Honor team. Very good, watching them suffer humiliation, I feel uncomfortable, now Lin Fan can help, she is really happy for the Honor team!
"Don't say anything, I went up." Lin Fan walked out of the audience and headed up the stage.
On the stage, the host asked Ho She who is the teammate he is waiting for. If he does not show up within five minutes, he will be considered abstaining.
"He's here." He Mei said softly.
At this time, Lin Fan just stepped onto the stage.
"Fuck, is it really him?" The buddies sitting in the second row didn't dare to say anything.
"Who is this person? Is it possible to be a master of the national service?"
"I don't know, the masters of the national service have all shown their faces on live broadcast, this person has never seen it."
"But if you can wait for him specifically, it shouldn't be a bad player."
"I hope he can surprise us."
The host was a little stunned when he saw Lin Fan coming from the direction of the auditorium. This was the first time he saw a player coming from the auditorium.
Although there was a certainty in his mind, the host asked again as usual.
"Captain He, is he the one you are waiting for?"
"It's him." He nodded, "Brother Lin, you are finally here."
"I've been there all the time." Lin Fan took off his jacket, revealing the team uniform with the word "Glory" inside, "Captain, let's start to abuse the stick!"
His voice was so loud that it was directly transmitted to the host's microphone and recalled throughout the venue.
You know, the real name of the country of Bangzi is not the country of Bangzi, but country H. The reason why people of country H are always called "Bangzi" is a mockery. But it has always been the insider of the Huaxia People that he was the first one like Lin Fan to exhale the stick directly on the competition stage.
"Fuck, this guy has a big tone."
"The tone is big, but I like this stick!"
"Domineering, domineering haha."
Many viewers in the audience and in the webcast room made such comments.
"Heh, Lin Fan deserves to be Lin Fan, he speaks really differently." Han Mo sat there laughing nonstop.
"I wonder if this late player has anything to say to your opponent?" The host awkwardly handed the microphone to Lin Fan's hand. The bludgeon really affected the players of the two teams. Handed it to Lin Fan, just to hear him say something that can restore feelings. For example, the opponent is very strong, and it should be a difficult duel. We must be careful.
Putting the microphone to his mouth, Lin Fan did exactly what the host thought. He coughed twice, "Hello, audition, audition, um, about what I said to the opponent this time, I want to say that the RN team is very Strong."
Hearing what he said, the expression on the host’s face has become a lot better. It’s better to be a little more harmonious in the program he hosted, but his satisfied expression is less than a second, because Lin Fan’s next words are thorough Collapsed.
"Really, it's more ferocious than the old in my family. Every team member is very handsome. That dog's chewing face can represent everything. In fact, that's all I want to say. I have all the strength and appearance of the opponent. Send out compliments, who made me a country of etiquette? If I have to add one more sentence, I want to say."
He groaned, then he said, "FuckYou, great! Thank you!"
After these words, apart from the host's ugly face, there was thunderous applause from the audience.
"Brothers are mighty, domineering, this is so good, it's really cool!"
"Hahaha, this is my Chinese man, stick, stick rubbish!"
"Who is this person, what a he is talking about. Mom is awkward, but it sounds so good to me. I will be your fan in the future!"
On major live broadcast platforms, 6666 barrages are flying in the sky, and a large army is being formed for the purpose of guessing Lin Fan's identity.
"Lin Fan, great!" Han Mo yelled from below, and even opened his live broadcast room with his mobile phone, and marked the title if you want to know the true identity of Domineering Brother.
Sure enough, as soon as the title came out, millions of viewers poured into Han Mo's live broadcast room, floating over a bunch of fonts seeking explanation.
One rocket, two rockets, three rockets...
In order to know the true identity of Brother Domineering as soon as possible, some local tyrants kept flashing rockets to Han Mo and begged her to tell Brother Domineering his true identity.
"Haha, to be honest, what I watched at the venue was enthusiastic." Han Mo picked up the phone and took a picture. "I won't sell it today. Tell everyone that the domineering brother who just spoke is the Juggernaut."
"idol!"
"It turned out to be the Juggernaut! He looks handsome, plays the game well, and is so domineering!"
"It's over, I feel I'm in love." A female fan made a peachy expression.
"Come on, we've all seen the idol of the Sword Saint God, it's a real goddess, don't be funny here, female man."