That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

"The anchor is so beautiful!", "Actually, the anchor is a girl, you've all been fooled," "She's a female anchor with a transforming device," "Cute, I miss the sun," and the barrage army floated for a few seconds. , quietly changed his style of painting.

[The walnut caught by the door also nourishes the brain]: "Why is this house manager so crazy?"

【You are Er Hu χíи Yang】: "Isn't it okay to talk nicely?"

【Yi Sheng Wu Liang】: "I think the housing manager is right, why attack the host?"

[Cuddly Pikachu]: "Call the housing manager crazy!"

[Dizzy from smoking fake cigarettes]: "The anchor is hot! The anchor is stupid! The anchor is disgusting!"

[System Message]: I was permanently banned by the administrator for smoking counterfeit cigarettes until I became dizzy.

[Little Fairy with BGM]: "The house management is big... really strict..."

[Where there is Xiaomei, there is me]: "Permission dog."

The audience were all waiting for this person to be silenced, but no, the house manager ignored it as if he hadn't seen it.

Soon, the audience also figured out the pattern.

This room manager named ZM is really only banning viewers who maliciously attack the anchor, as for those who attack themselves?

It doesn't matter.

Until an audience who took the lead in scolding the management and became more and more active was also banned.

Before the audience questioned, Tan Xiaomiao said in a clear male voice that did not match his current face: "Don't maliciously attack my house manager, this is the boss I hired with great difficulty, don't scare me away gone."

Ye Zimo, who was clicking the mouse, paused for a moment.

Huo Nian felt that the temperature in the dormitory seemed to have risen again. He turned his head to look at Ye Zimo, and felt a little tenderness from the other's clearly uncurved lips.

Huo Nian was startled.

The illusion must be his illusion.

but……

Huo Nian was a little surprised when he saw Ye Zimo's profile and focused expression.

It turned out that he liked this kind of cute girl, and he had been hiding it all the time before, so he couldn't see it.

But now that he knows about it, if someone asks again in the future, he will know how to answer.

Huo Nian thought so.

……

The screen of the third level of "iwannabethegod" was extremely blinding. After playing for a while, Tan Miao felt a white light in front of his eyes. What was frightening was that he had only passed three screens, and the number of deaths had already exceeded the [-] mark.

Tan Miao could only comfort herself: Anyway, there is still some progress.

In addition to the traditional thorns and apples, the obstacles in the third level are the cute little angels with wings on their backs.

When Tan Miao was hit for the first time, she was dumbfounded when she saw the harmless-looking little angel fly out and cut off the little man's head, and the white background was dyed red with blood. .

"This..." He touched his neck with lingering fear: "It is clearly designed so cute...Mr. Mozhi is so wicked!"

But at this point, Tan Miao understood the main line of this iwanna.

From "hell theme" to "earth theme", and finally to "heaven theme".

Although it is estimated that there is still a long way to go, Tan Miao can already foresee the shape of the final boss.

Just like the name of this game, nothing more than God.

Thinking of this, Tan Miao suddenly felt that victory was in sight, and her fighting spirit was much higher.

"It's okay, just watch!" Tan Miao, who was tripped twice in the same place, was full of ambition: "I will definitely make it this time!"

The screen is full of "flag has been set" "You must (not) be able to pass this time!" Demei! The anchor is mine!" Youyou drifted by.

Tan Miao muttered "Can you have some confidence in me", but her hands were ready to go.

On the screen, the little man made a high jump. As soon as he touched the upper right step, he jumped back immediately, avoiding the thorns on the step, and then jumped back to the step again, avoiding the thorns on the step. He caught the familiar thorn that flew towards his starting point as soon as it emerged, and then took two steps forward to avoid the thorn that flew back for the third time.

The little man stopped in place, Tan Miao raised her head, and smiled at the camera: "See! What is operation! What is touch! What is hand speed!"

[66666666, the speed of being single for 20 years! 】

[This is not the little meow I am familiar with. 】

[Calling the women's clothing tycoon crazily! 】

Probably because she really suffered too much in the first two levels, Tan Miao's subsequent operations went much smoother, and even predicted many traps, successfully avoiding the fate of death.

Whenever this happens, Tan Miao is extremely proud: "Ha, ha, ha, ha, I knew there must be a trap here, Mr. Mozhi, I have figured out you!"

He touched his chin and looked towards the camera: "I seem to see the dawn of victory!"

A few seconds later, Tan Miao looked at the "Holy Light" on the screen with a confused face.

The game interface has turned completely white, with a line of words printed on it: "Are your eyes okay, take a break?"

It looks like a question mark, but the game has automatically entered a 15-minute countdown, which is on the task bar at the bottom of the screen, and the timer only starts when the game is not opened.

Tan Miao clicked back and forth several times, but gave up.

"There is still this kind of operation.JPG"

"Mr. Mo said: See through me? Naive."

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

"What a caring author, who knows how to protect the player's eyes. The smile reveals fatigue. JPG"

"Can't you let me go straight to Huanglong while I'm in good shape?" Tan Miao was heartbroken.

[Plump Pikachu]: "I'm afraid it wasn't intentional."

[[Guan] ZM]: "Probably."

Tan Miao looked at the camera and "looked at each other" with the audience: "Then what should I do next?"

Tan Miao has no experience in live broadcasting, so she really didn't know what to do for a while.

The audience immediately began to give him advice very enthusiastically. At the beginning, it was relatively normal, such as fighting landlords, singing, and playing other games, but soon began to change the style of painting.

"lets Dance!"

"Break a big rock in your chest!"

"Swallow the sword alive!"

【Donkey Dandan】"Striptease! Striptease!!! Striptease!!!"

[System message]: Donkey Dandan has been banned by the administrator for 1 hour.

Tan Miao silently remembered this guy who ate inside and outside.

Donkey Dandan is one of the members of the group "Afraid of death is not a pure man". If he didn't know this, ZM would have rewarded him with a permanent silence package.

[[Guan] ZM]: "No rhythm allowed."

Tan Miao gave up finding a solution from the barrage army, and made a decision on her own: "Then I'll sing two songs for you."

"Okay!"

"Wow, looking forward to it!"

"Xiao Miao's voice is so nice, and her singing must be nice too!"

After Tan Miao finished speaking, she opened the music software in the computer: "Let you feel my singing voice."

Someone in front of the computer screen silently raised his hand and pressed the headset.

In all fairness, as a barrage said, Tan Xiaomiao's voice is very good. Although it may be distorted from the audio equipment, it may not be the real voice, but at least it is pleasant to their ears.

Ye Zimo's face had a trace of anticipation that he didn't realize.

Then the next second, his expression froze.

The vast, lengthy, and endless army of ellipsis and question marks on the screen fills the screen.

"……………………"

"?????????"

The singing in the receiver continued.

"I heard that the Mad Hatter likes Alice, and the ugly duckling will turn into a white swan..."

There is nothing wrong with the song selection, this song is quite popular recently, and there is nothing wrong with the lyrics, there is nothing wrong with singing.

But what's with the melody?

No, it should be said that there is no melody at all.

Almost every word is out of key, and this is still the original singing. If the singing version is used as the accompaniment, if there is no accompaniment, it is probably impossible to hear what he is singing.

It's not so much singing as it is howling.

Ye Zimo let go of the earphones and rubbed between his brows.

The barrage also slowed down, from punctuation to text with substantial content.

"Meow, promise me, let's be a game anchor in the future, okay?"

"My ear seems to be broken, I'm going to fix it."

"Slip away."

"Spicy ears."

"Mr. Mo, why do you want us to be tortured as a whole moth?!"

"You don't value your fans at all!"

"This song is terrible!"

"The host is just clearing up fans, and they are all scattered."

Ye Zimo hung his hands on the keyboard for a while, gave up, and was about to open a trumpet, when he suddenly caught a smile on the corner of Tan Xiaomiao's mouth.

This guy did it on purpose.

Either they know that they can't sing well and still sing, or they can sing in such a bad way on purpose.

He suddenly became curious.

Tan Miao sang as long as he talked and sang, and he sang three songs.

This allowed the audience to endure a difficult 15 minutes.

[Plump Pikachu]: "I feel like I've also taken a trip from hell [smile]."

"Which one said to let the anchor sing? Stand up! I promise I won't beat you to death!"

"The moment the singing stopped, I seemed to have come to heaven!"

Tan Miao looked innocent: "Is it really that ugly? I think it's okay."

He even blinked his eyes twice as he spoke.

Ye Zimo became more and more certain.

This stuff is definitely intentional.

He picked up the cup and took a sip of water to moisten his somewhat tight throat, then continued with the housekeeping work, and Tan Xiaomiao also started to continue his journey to heaven.

After the live broadcast of women's clothing set off the initial wave, the audience has become accustomed to it.

It's just that no one expected that there would be another small orgasm in the end.

When the live broadcast was coming to an end, an afterimage drifted past behind Tan Xiaomiao.

From the anchor to the audience are very calm.

It can be seen that the live broadcast environment is in the dormitory, roommates, it's normal.

After a while, the afterimage floated back leisurely.

From the anchor to the audience are still calm.

Until Tan Xiaomiao turned her head inadvertently: "Fuck!"

His violent shout shocked everyone inside and outside.

A vague male voice sounded in the background: "What's wrong?"

"Stupid...fool! Door!!! Door!!!" Tan Xiaomiao roared and quickly turned her head to the side, covering her face with her hands.

The roommate in the background also let out a "fuck" and passed by again as an afterimage, closed the door with a slam, and then repeated: "Sorry, sorry, sorry!"

Tan Xiaomiao on the screen turned her head, looked in a certain direction, took the headset away, and said in a low voice, "In case he takes a photo, this dress will appear on you tomorrow!"

Hearing this ruthless sentence, the barrage began to "hahahaha" frantically, and spread the wings of imagination to guess what happened.

"Shocked! A guy dressed as a woman appeared in a boy's dormitory!"

"The Shock Department is full, go away."

"The auntie in charge will knock on the door in a while: who told you to let the girls in!"

"Xiao Miao: ruined reputation."

Tan Miaosheng ended today's live broadcast without love. He originally planned to turn off the computer, but after thinking about it, he clicked on a certain dialog box.

[Talk Xiaomiao]: "ZM is big~"

The other side replied in seconds: "Huh?"

[Tan Xiaomiao]: "You worked so hard to help me manage the live broadcast room. I want to say, if you encounter that kind of personal attack, whoever he says, let you handle it."

【ZM】: "Good."

At the same time, [Tan Xiaomiao]: "I can't even say you!"

There was a pause for a few seconds before replying with an "hmm".

Tan Miao then said a few more words, to the effect that those who said he was good would not be bothered, it was an objective fact anyway... Moreover, only with criticism can there be progress.

His room manager agreed one by one.

Tan Xiaomiao didn't expect this great god to be so talkative, and was about to turn off the computer cheerfully, when he saw him say something again.

【ZM】: "But you are really bad, so don't underestimate yourself."

Tan Miao froze for a moment, and immediately smiled.

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "!!!"

[Talk about Xiaomiao]: "It's really insightful!"

At the same time, the other side replied again.

【ZM】: "It's just that Mr. Mozhi is too powerful. [Patshoulder.GIF]"

Tan Miao's smile froze, and finally sent a series of ellipses.

There is no way, dare to be angry but dare not speak!

The author has something to say:

Hey, I’ve actually written a part of it...but it’s been too long and I don’t have the nerve to post it... Today I was told by a friend that there was a comment urging me to update it, and the adrenaline soared instantly... Woohoo, sure enough, the support of the little angels from readers is my biggest motivation. !So put all the written ones up first~