Thousands of kilometers away, in Lelai County of Dachuan Province, Chen Guoli was lying on the sofa and turning on the TV in boredom.
Now that the five major European football leagues were on hiatus and the NBA finals were over, his work at the hotpot restaurant would have to wait until the afternoon. His mahjong game this morning had been stood up again, so Chen Guoli was so bored that he was covered in lice.
His days were really unbearably idle.
With the idea of making a Hail Mary, he switched the channel to Central TV Department 5. At least let me watch a billiards match.
Then, Old Chen saw the amateur darts tournament and saw Chen Guang, who was leading the way. He was chewing on melon seeds, but when he opened his mouth, it fell to the ground.
"Honey! Come and see God! No, quickly come and see your son! What the hell is going on?! "
Feng Rong sat down and glanced at the TV. "That's impossible. When did our son learn this? There are so many people with the same name. "
Chen Guoli said firmly, "It's definitely our son! I saw someone just now! "
Feng Rong also saw him. "It really is Little Guang! This competition looks quite lively. Will the food allowance of the participants be deducted? They don't have to pay for the competition, right? "
Chen Guoli gave Feng Rong a thumbs up. Our thinking circuits are not on the same wavelength.
Chen Guang also heard the introduction of himself on the big broadcast from the stadium. He thought to himself that the host was really free. There were a total of 40 participants, and if he introduced everyone like this, he would probably be able to make it in time for breakfast tomorrow morning?
"Following behind him are the other thirty-nine contestants."
Damn it! If I remember correctly, I didn't bribe Central TV, did I?
You guys are so close!
There were a total of 40 participants in the finals. They would participate in two elimination rounds and be divided into five groups. Each group had eight participants, and five would be eliminated. The remaining 15 participants would then be divided into three groups. Each group would have five participants to compete for the group champion, and the final three participants would compete for first, second, and third place.
The duration of the competition was about two and a half hours. The escort agency had cleverly arranged for Chen Guang to be in the fifth group so that the competition would not lose its suspense as soon as it began.
The other contestants who were waiting to go on stage were so nervous that they did not know where to put their hands. Only Chen Guang, who had been sitting there since the beginning, felt particularly bored. He simply let Xin Qin hold his phone and interact with the bullet screen in his live broadcast room.
Quite a few of the netizens in the bullet comments had switched on Chen Guang's live stream. At the same time, they were also watching Central TV Department 5's live stream. Watching both at the same time, it was a double camera experience for them to experience a brand new live stream of the sporting world.
Chen Guang looked around the competition venue, picking out interesting things to chat about in the live broadcast room.
Chen Guang pointed the camera at the stands not far away and said, "Do you see the beauties over there? They're so beautiful. I bet a hundred yuan that Central TV's director will definitely cut the camera to her. "
Quite a number of people in the live comments were stunned. This was because Central TV Department 5 had taken a good look at this beauty for a few seconds.
The bullet screen was filled with 6666 comments, and then he easily got a lot of gifts.
See, as long as you treat others with sincerity, they will teach you everything they know.
Up until now, Chen Guang's followers in his live broadcast room had already exceeded the two million mark. It was different from other hosts who might have millions of followers on the surface, but who knew how many of them were actually living people.
Chen Guang's two million plus followers were not necessarily his own people. They could also be haters. But the only thing he could guarantee was that he had never made any zombie fans, nor had he asked Little Cong to help him do it even once.
The popularity of the live broadcast room was increasing, and the number of people online was increasing. The chaotic rhythm of the bullet screen was also getting more and more chaotic, and the number of software advertisements was also increasing.
Up until now, Little Cong had already appointed more than two moderators in Chen Guang's live broadcast room.
Little Cong had not only urged Chen Guang to appoint a few moderators for himself.
On one hand, it would allow the rich viewers to have a greater sense of participation. On the other hand, Little Cong expressed that he was too short on manpower. Now that the country's regulations were getting stricter, not every live broadcast room was as pure as Chen Guang's. The timeliness of a live broadcast was also too high. It was simply too exciting for a female host to suddenly appear, and the pressure on the moderators was also too great.
As for Little Cong's reasonable requests, Chen Guang would always agree to them quickly, but he would forget about them the next moment.
Chen Guang sat in the waiting area for the contestants. The stadium was very big, and he could not be seen from every corner. But someone in the bullet screen reminded him of something. The group of foreigners sitting in the VIP area on the second floor were not ordinary spectators, but professional players from all over the world.
They were about to participate in the upcoming World Championship.
Chen Guang got up slightly and stretched his neck to look at the 30 to 40 contestants from all over the world gathered together. There were all kinds of skin colors.
Each and every one of them was commenting on the Chinese amateur players below them. From time to time, they would sneer, but there was no recognition in their eyes.
"Old Liang, it seems like our international friends don't think highly of us?" Chen Guang said in a slightly displeased tone, "My overseas friends sent me what they said on Twitter. These guys are asking for a beating."
Liang Facai, who was sitting in front of Chen Guang, was a little embarrassed. "There's nothing we can do about it. After all, our country has always been weak in the darts game. Our development is lagging behind, and we have never achieved any significant international reputation, nor have we had any players with dominating power emerge."
"Isn't that the result of the escort association's inaction?" Xin Qin, who was sitting beside him, could not help but ask.
Liang Facai's face turned even redder. "Yes, yes, but it's different now. Don't we have you, Mr. Chen? In the past, they would never come to watch our Chinese amateur competitions. Don't be fooled by their harsh words. Aren't they here today because of you? They are also afraid of you. "
Chen Guang turned his head and said to his fans on the bullet screen, "Let me introduce everyone. This is the president of our Dachuan Province's Darts Association, Old Liang. Did everyone hear what Old Liang said? Brothers, give me more gifts and help me advertise. Fans, give me strength! Give me a hand and accompany me to the World Championship to show our country's might! "
Liang Facai covered his old face and thought to himself, Young people these days really know how to have fun.
On the other hand, Xin Qin summed up Chen Guang's actions with a single word, "Childish."
"Pfft! You're an underage washboard. How dare you call me childish! "Chen Guang glared at Xin Qin.
Xin Qin silently took out a sharp knife and hid it in her palm.
"How did you bring this guy in? The security check for the competition is too childish! Yes, that's right, I'm very childish! "Chen Guang expressed that a wise man submits to circumstances.
In the VIP stands, the American Indian player, Popolica, took out his cell phone and opened his Twitter app. "I'm looking forward to seeing the amazing performance of the best darts player in human history. However, until now, I've only seen a group of amateurs performing like clowns."
He pressed send with a teasing smile on his face.
The Mauritian player, Helvede, who was sitting next to him, was scrolling through his cell phone when he saw Popolica's tweet. He looked up and smiled at him. "Popolica, it's not good for you to say that. You shouldn't joke about skin color. Although I also think their performance is very clumsy. How can such soil breed good darts players? "
Popolica shrugged. "Then I'll post another tweet to clarify that I'm not discriminating against yellow-skinned people. I'm also a brown person from Indiana. Mr. Helvede, you have dark skin too."
The Spanish player, Walkin, who was sitting next to them, suddenly leaned over and said in broken English, "I'm so disappointed. Did the Huaxia people deliberately arrange for that braggart to be the last to disgust us? I have to send a tweet to despise the Huaxia people who boast about themselves. "
"Don't worry, everyone. We're here to see Mr. Nine Darts. Miracles are worth waiting for." Bant Wilkins, who was sitting in the front row, gently fiddled with his long blonde hair and smiled.
Wilkins, who was from England, was the player who had won the most honors ever since the darts competition was formalized. So far, he had won more than half of the more than ten World Darts Championships. Even though he was almost 60 years old, he maintained his competitive form very well. He had easily won the last World Championship last year, and in the finals, he had made a godly performance of nine darts. Now, he was considered a heavyweight in the international darts world.
Since Wilkins had spoken, the others couldn't say anything else.
"Mr. Wilkins is right!" Many of the players sitting there nodded in agreement.
"However, we really shouldn't allow the Huaxia people to humiliate our sport." Wilkins smiled and also sent a tweet.
Chen Guang didn't have time to look at the people in the stands pointing and gossiping. However, it didn't take long before the comments of the people in the comments section were redirected to him.
Chen Guang was happily scrolling through the comments section, but when he saw the comments, he felt as if he had swallowed a fly.
He stood up from the player waiting area and looked at the foreign pro players on the second floor. He ground his teeth so hard that creaking sounds could be heard.
Just then, Wilkins glanced over and smiled. "Oh, Mr. Nine Darts is there."
The other foreign players heard him and turned to look at Chen Guang.
"Old Liang, can I give them the middle finger?" Chen Guang asked.
Liang Facai quickly grabbed one of his hands, and Xin Qin, who was beside him, silently grabbed his other hand.
Liang Facai said anxiously, "No, please don't! This international gesture is too bad. "
Unable to use gestures to communicate with the other party in a friendly manner, Chen Guang pursed his lips and sat down again. He thought to himself, "F * ck, just you wait for the Old Man. I'm not targeting anyone, but all of you here are my f * cking faith!"
"What were you talking about just now?" Xin Qin vaguely heard something. "Faith?"
Chen Guang waved his hand and smiled at Xin Qin's head. "Nothing."
Finally, the first four groups of players were done, and it was Chen Guang's turn in the fifth group.
Bang!
The first dart hit the bullseye in the 50-point area, and he took first place.
The huge stadium was filled with cheers. Nowadays, in the darts industry, Chen Guang's popularity in the country had almost reached its peak. Although what he said was indeed arrogant, at least no one could doubt him before he failed.
Among the audience that day, at least a small half of them were his fans. It was only natural that his appearance would cause thunderous applause.
Chen Guang stretched out his fingers and gestured a nine. His arm shot up into the sky.
He wanted to use the most arrogant tone to tell everyone that he wanted to pass with nine darts!
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