The Villain is Too Good at Broadcasting

The game is too easy (7)

The joint broadcast with Dongsoo hyung ended with great success.

130,000 viewers.

Even Dongsoo hyung was frightened by the huge number, and even the broadcast itself was severely buffered as the broadcast traffic exceeded the limit.

In the first place, it was a natural result because the personal broadcasting far exceeded the number that it could handle.

Thanks to that, the broadcast, which was scheduled for 12:00, ended at 10:00, two hours earlier.

In fact, it was possible to proceed further until midnight, but it all was Dongsoo hyung’s judgment.

“You’re supposed to stop broadcasting when there’s a lot of viewers. That’s how it spreads.”

Dongsoo hyung took a sip of canned beer and told me as soon as the show was over.

I picked up the can of beer that my brother handed me, and then I drank it pleasantly.

I feel dazed because so much has happened during the four-hour broadcast.

But one thing is for sure,

“Awesome. Crazy. Wow. Sansik, thanks to you, I broke a record.”

“Congratulations.”

The total amount of sponsorship that broke out today is 12 million won.

It may be a low sum compared to the huge number of viewers, but most of today’s viewers were inflows.

To be honest, 12 million won must have been a great amount of money for just playing games.

“Dongsoo hyung.”

“You’re really crazy! Originally, I was going to distribute the amount of sponsorship appropriately, but you can take the sponsorship of today’s broadcast. I got it because of you. Why would I ask for it?”

Wow.

12 million won is not even the name of someone’s dog.

Do you want to show the face of a great person like this?

I couldn’t hide my expression at the sudden inclination.

However, you should take a step back at times like this.

If you snatch it for that amount, you’ll get sick.

“If it wasn’t for the opportunity that hyung gave me, I wouldn’t have gotten this much sponsorship.”

Then Dongsoo hyung chuckled and patted me on the back a few times. He shook his head with a cheerful smile.

“If hyung gives you, just take it! It’s all your money.”

“But still…”

“You swore at me without hesitation on the broadcast. Hey, you’re really good at this concept. I’m so curious why you haven’t been on the show. If I were you… well, let’s not talk.”

He was pleased with today’s broadcast, the smile on Dongsoo hyung’s face wouldn’t disappear.

Seeing you like it made me feel good.

Dongsoo hyung took another sip of beer and smiled at me.

“You looked at me earlier and said, ‘If you’re human, you can do anything.’ Well, instructing was my role, but I didn’t expect you would instruct that way. The broadcast was alive. I like the concept. Let’s just keep this going!”

…..uh,

It wasn’t a concept, it was the truth though?

Well, let’s just move on since he likes it so much.

“Chansik.”

“Yes, hyung.”

“I had a feeling from the first time I saw you broadcast yesterday. Wow, this guy is a thing. It just felt right.”

Dongsoo hyung is a type of person who talks a lot when he has a lot of thoughts.

It was like that in <Gaia Online>, but it seems like it’s still there.

He was so excited that he kept talking to himself.

I listened to him while drinking beer pleasantly. The audio doesn’t go off like an old broadcast.

“Right. Are you free this Saturday?”

“I don’t have any plans except for a part-time job interview in the evening. Why?”

“I’m trying to help you if you’re interested in broadcasting. What do you think? You still don’t want to broadcast?”

You don’t have to tell me that.

Instead of answering, I smiled and nodded, and Dongsoo hyung told me as if he had waited.

“I assure you, you’re a big shot. It’s probably how it would feel if that fucking Sia broadcasts.”

I don’t know if I should say Dongsoo hyung’s feeling is good or bad. It feels quite strange to hear my story like it’s someone else’s.

“If he hadn’t betrayed me, he would have made his debut and lived a good life… No. In fact, he was the one who would make a living no matter what he did. Oh, I’m sorry to keep talking about the past.”

That’s what you were thinking of me.

Dongsoo hyung drank all the beer he had left, and smiled bitterly and concluded the conversation.

“By the way, what’s that bastard really up to? I want to see his face properly. What does he look like?”

Crunch.

He mercilessly crumpled the beer can he was holding in his hand.

Is it because it’s hot?

Why am I sweating so much?