PUBG Nightmare Player System

Chapter 279 Occupy Hot Searches

The first hot search: Yelang pcl53 kills stable output, 4am is stable!

Hot search second: Who is Ye Lang?

The third most popular search: Ye Lang's God-level operation video collection!

The fourth hot search: PCL's third final round of 4am exchanges flowed out.

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Among them, under the most popular Weibo topic, the number of discussions is not the largest, but the number of viewers is the largest.

The most discussed video is a video released by an amateur, which is the fourth most popular search list.

"Brothers, life is all about a struggle, fighting against death since childhood, fighting for a breath to survive... Later, going to school and competing with the neighbors' children... learning the piano, learning the guitar... going to college... all the time. ...Being an anchor, you have to compete with other anchors, compete for popularity, compete for gifts, fight for a career, compete with other players, compete for championships... Fight with heaven, fight with people,... Brothers sent me here, I'm very satisfied...I want to see who is strong and fierce when shivering!"

These series of words were the real voices of Ye Lang and Wei Shen when they spoke.

"Fuck, what Ye Shen said really made people stumped."

"Damn, you deserve to be the big guy who can write "Covering the Sky", Ye Shen's words are so powerful, a person with such a powerful talent still works so hard, a person like me, a little setback will stagnate, ****, I I really look down on myself."

"Fighting with the sky, fighting with people, Ye Lang is right, starting from today, I am no longer afraid of all kinds of troubles I encounter at work, I have to face it bravely, Ollie!"

"In this life, in a struggle for words, Ye Shen just said a few words to express the theme of our era, hehe, I used to think that my failure was the fault of others, the fault of the environment, and the fault of society. Now I understand that all of this has to be fought on my own, and children without umbrellas can only choose to run."

"Looking at this Weibo, I cried. Ye Lang spoke our hearts out, this fucking world, fight! I want to fight for my own glory!"

In an office building in the magic capital, a programmer with little hair left stared at the computer screen in a silent daze, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Mom, I understand, I am an ordinary person, but ordinary people also have dreams, I have to work hard, I will be thirty this year, and people will live this whole life, why not live freely,

Work hard, be awesome! Ye Lang, thank you! "

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In a small city in the northeastern region, a teenager sits in front of a monitor in an Internet cafe.

"Six sons, get a pack of cigarettes!"

The teenager replied lazily, "Take it yourself."

He looked at the text on Weibo, and the more he read it, the more sad he became.

Suddenly, he walked out and walked into a room behind the Internet cafe, "Boss, I quit, I'm going back to school."

"Are you stupid? Go to school? Are you okay?"

A sneer appeared on the boss's face.

The teenager smiled, "I'm just a little older, so what's the matter? People have to fight in their entire lives. I'm a waste now, and I don't want to be a waste forever."

The Internet cafe owner frowned, stood up suddenly, took out a stack of bills from behind, estimated to be several thousand dollars, and said earnestly: "Liu Zi, you are an adult, I respect your choice. Take it and study hard. , no matter what the result is, you can learn as much as you can, and it is always better than someone like me."

The teenager nodded vigorously, holding the money in his hand, "I borrowed it from you, and I will pay it back to you later. If you fail to learn, I will not come back!"

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In a small southern town, the middle-aged man looked at his mobile phone and fell into deep thought, with vicissitudes flashing in his eyes.

"Fight, fight! Life is alive, how can we do without fighting! No fighting, how can my children study! I came to this city from a long distance, not to eat and wait to die!"

He picked up the phone and sent a text message, "Daughter-in-law, register the child, we are all like this, we can't let the child be like us, I'll go collect the money!"

After sending the text message, he picked up the towel on the side, wiped the ashes on his face vigorously, and walked to the huge shelf.

The foreman glanced, "Can you stand it?"

"I can stand it!" The middle-aged man said with red eyes.

"You're injured, do some easy work and beg for it, you can't stand it!"

"No, I can stand it!" The middle-aged man did not fight or rob, neither hurry nor slow, with a prayer in his smile.

"You can't stand it!" The foreman was angry, his voice trembling.

"The child is coming to school, it's okay, I can stand it! I will definitely stand it!" The middle-aged man's eyes are full of a kind of light of struggle and struggle, fighting with himself and the world for the future of the child, What if you lose?

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Ye Lang didn't know that his words of communication with his teammates had had a great impact, and aroused the fighting spirit of many people. Now he just wants to eat meat in a big mouth, and then take a good night's sleep.

"Buzz..." The phone vibrated.

"Ye Lang, the new song has been released, thank you, the amount of playback is very good, my contract with the company has expired."

Ye Lang smiled and replied, "Happy for you, come on!"

Just after a few mouthfuls of food, the phone rang again.

"Ye Lang, how's the game today, I read a lot of your news on Weibo, it looks good."

Ye Tan'er's voice came.

"It's alright, it's alright, you don't know if I'm going out, Ji Cao, don't 6, sit down."

Ye Tan'er's contempt immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Cut, it's just you, I'll post on Weibo in a while, saying that you had to rely on me to help you play games when you were young, hum!"

Ye Lang took a sip of the soup comfortably, "Oh, you're too late to say this, when I was interviewed today, I told others, don't you know, those people suddenly thought you were the woman behind me. "

"That must be, behind a successful man, there must be a successful woman, I'm just that strong!"

"Anything else?"

"No, I can't find you if I'm okay?"

Ye Lang was speechless for a while: "I'm eating, I'll go back to chat at night."

Wei Shen was envious at this time, "Ye Lang, your family cares a lot about you playing a game."

Ye Lang smiled, "No, just asking."

"I envy you." Wei Shen said lightly, with a chicken leg in his mouth, "Our life now is too bitter."

Aluka crooked her mouth, "Bitterness? Bitterness is also happy."

Wei Shen, "But I'm tired. I compete and train every day. At my age, I still have to be the boss."

A wry smile appeared on his face.

Ye Lang felt a strange meaning from Wei Shen, Wei Shen should want to retire.

Aluka sneered, "It's bitter and tired, then you can go home, you've made a lot of money anyway."

Wei Shen shook his head, "That won't work, that's boring and not free."

"This is not the case anymore, Gao Dewei, this is how life is, suffering and exhaustion, you have to choose one, how can there be so many good things, let you take it up."

Wei Shen looked at Aluka and nodded, "Yes, but you said that Xiao Wang, who plays games, is not suffering or tired."

Ye Lang is familiar with this term, and he always goes to his live broadcast room to give gifts.

Aluka sighed, "Maybe people's suffering, you and I just don't understand."

Ye Lang suddenly had a guess. He knew who this little king who likes to play games might be, it must be that man, but that man has been out of this circle for a while, and he doesn't like to be very popular anymore. Is it possible to go back and inherit the family? Are you out of business?

Then Ye Lang reacted, "What happened today, one by one became masters of chicken soup."

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