That game author keeps trying to drive me crazy

The next day, Tan Miao opened the live broadcast room after lunch.

After glancing at the number of followers, he sighed inaudibly.

Tan Xiaomiao opened the "Fear of death is not a pure man" group.

[Master Zong Gong talks about Xiao Miao]: "Which one of you has money, can you buy me some noodles?"

[Plump Pikachu]: "Buying fans? What buying fans?"

After a short pause, she popped up again: "You started the live broadcast? I'll go and watch!"

Before Tan Miao had time to say anything, Pikachu had already posted a screenshot of "Follow 2040" with the words: "Have you been doing iwanna live for a long time? number?"

Tan Miao couldn't help feeling that Pikachu's internet speed and her own hand speed were really fast...

【Yi Sheng Wu Liang】: "You know I'm a poor man, don't look at me."

【Grove】: "Liar, I remember you are very rich!"

[Pikachu]: "Grove, how do you know he is rich, between you..."

【Yi Sheng Wu Liang】: "Get lost!"

[Lemon vowed to kill the boss]: "I'm going to watch too!"

Tan Miao didn't see any of these conversations, because he had already switched to the live broadcast interface and saw a bunch of bullet screens floating across the screen.

"Where's the host?"

"As soon as I saw that Xiao Miao actually launched a live broadcast, I rushed to support it!"

"Voice control, ask the anchor to speak."

"Is Xiao Miao kidnapped by aliens?"

Tan Miao hastily coughed lightly: "I'm sorry everyone, I just went to play the game."

While talking, he quickly turned on "iwannabethegod", which was halfway through the live broadcast yesterday, without changing his expression, adjusted the screen and began to say hello.

"Welcome everyone to Tan Xiaomiao's live broadcast room." He said as he glanced at the number of viewers floating around 350, and continued: "Thank you all for coming to support my new anchor, I love you all!"

When Ji Boyan heard Tan Miao's passionate "confession", he gave him a complicated look.

"Anchor, can you express it verbally?"

"Please pan! Please pan! Please pan!"

As soon as this barrage came out, it immediately led to countless follow-up barrages.

Tan Miao was a little embarrassed: "Don't be like this, my roommates will misunderstand me. I am not that kind of anchor. I follow the route of the powerful."

Hearing this, Ji Boyan's eyes became more complicated...

The barrage was full of "hhhhhh" and "233333".

Tan Miaozheng said: "Okay, let's continue this iwannabethegod, last time we just reached the second screen of the first level, don't worry for new viewers, it's equivalent to just starting to play, you guys Basically missed nothing."

Tan Miao said while manipulating the little man to jump up and down at the save point to save repeatedly.

Suddenly, a barrage of "hahahahaha" floated over, followed by the sentence "Did you die 121 times after the first screen?"

Then the audience heard a strange crash of "duang".

Then there was Tan Xiaomiao's voice that seemed to be gnashing her teeth: "It seems that I need to set up a few housekeepers to help me keep an eye on the public screen. If necessary, I can kick a few out."

The barrage instantly increased.

[An Xiaojiu]: "Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

【Donkey Dandan】"You are the only one with an open mouth, and you can babble all day long."

[Xiao Shuaibi]: "Me, me, me! I sign up, and I want to be a house manager!"

[Mobile phone user 58753]: "I want to sign up too!"

[I, Qin Shihuang, make money]: "Why are you using your mobile phone to join in the fun!"

【ZM】: "Me."

[Plump Pickup]: "What the hell?"

Tan Xiaomiao didn't pay attention to Pikachu's barrage at all, he only saw a group of people vying to be the room manager of his live broadcast room.

Tan Xiaomiao was in a good mood immediately, and by the way, looking at the dark red game interface, she felt much more festive.

"Everyone, stop arguing." He said pleasantly, "If you want to be a house manager, send me a private message. I will check the live broadcast. Now let's get back to business."

Tan Xiaomiao manipulated the villain to jump over a thorn: "Last time I made so many mistakes because of my hands. It will definitely be much better after I get used to it. If you don't believe me, just wait and see!"

He had a confident tone.

The barrage started to boo, but Tan Xiaomiao couldn't care less about it anymore. He stared at the game interface and explained: "It's not right for a place with six thorns in a row on this road that is only two blocks wide. Maybe I can jump over... It's not that I don't know how to jump, it's that I really can't jump over!"

"It's iwanna's mechanism... I'm not making excuses!"

"So there must be another way here!" Tan Xiaomiao swears: "He wants me to waste time jumping thorns, hum, I won't be fooled!"

As he said that, he immediately turned the little man back, and began to bump into the wall one after another.

After five times.

"Hey, why is there no passage..."

Hearing his obviously lacking confidence, a certain face in front of a certain computer screen couldn't help but raise the corners of its mouth again.

After two more attempts, Tan Xiaomiao finally decided to give up the futile attempt.

He couldn't believe it: "You don't really want me to jump thorns, do you?" Tan Xiaomiao manipulated the little man to walk and jump: "I tried to jump six thorns in such a narrow place, it is impossible, And that's what all the players said, if you don't believe me, ask Pickup—"

His words came to an abrupt end.

The third of the six thorns suddenly landed the moment it was touched by the little man, and the little man stood there with a dazed expression on his face.

Tan Xiaomiao also looked confused: "Fake...fake stabbing? Is there such an operation?!"

Ye Zimo in front of the screen raised his eyebrows thinking, and thought: Who said that?

Tan Xiaomiao was still thinking about it: "He actually made a fake stabbing, how did Mr. Mozhi's brain circuit grow..."

Before the words fell, a silver-white triangle reappeared from the place where it disappeared just now with lightning speed, and mercilessly poked the little man's chrysanthemum from bottom to top.

The bloody stab flew up, leaving behind the little man's dead body.

The air was suddenly quiet, and in an instant, even the barrage disappeared collectively.

Ye Zimo felt a little cold, so he casually pulled the blanket aside and draped it over his body, and took a sip of hot water calmly.

Whoever said it was a fake thorn, it was clearly true.

"It's okay." Tan Xiaomiao said with a smile, "Let's come again."

The bullet screen exploded/exploded instantly again.

"Don't suppress yourself, the anchor, just cry if you want to cry."

"It's not a sin for a man to cry."

"It's okay, we will tolerate your peeing for a while."

……

"Oh——" Tan Xiaomiao let out a contemptuous laugh: "Do I seem to be the kind of person who will be overwhelmed by difficulties?"

The bullet screen is very neat and uniform.

"picture!"

"Not like, because you are."

While pressing the "R" key, Tan Xiaomiao said quietly, "A group of fake fans."

The little man started again for the 122nd time.

This time, Tan Xiaomiao has a long memory. As soon as he jumped over the fake thorn, he immediately jumped again. When he jumped over the sixth thorn and stood in the empty space, he stood there cautiously and did not dare to move: "Let me observe terrain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the thorn flying up from the bottom as usual, and before he could react, the thorn suddenly turned to the right and fell straight down.

"What the hell..." Tan Xiaomiao didn't have time to catch up with his consciousness, the little person was manipulated by him to take half a step hastily, and was stabbed by a stab from the sky.

The little man spattered blood on the spot for the 122nd time.

The barrage began to brush [666] and [Xi Da Pu Ben] heartlessly, and after Tan Xiaomiao held it for a few seconds——

"Today, I can't close the live broadcast!"

[Chunky Pikachu]: "Ambition!"

[A big potato]: "The anchor passed this test before going live. I am a fan of the live broadcast."

[ayom]: "I remember you from the Nichiden fan in front."

【Yi Sheng Wu Liang】: "Nichiden fan, don't go."

[Flying Trojan Horse]: "Congratulations to the anchor for successfully setting a big flag."

……

Hearing this, Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows, and then went to bed with the computer in his arms, pulled a square pillow behind his back, bent one leg to put the notebook on his knees, put on the earphones and put on the glasses, took the The book next to it was turned upside down.

Occasionally, she raised her eyes to look at the screen, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

Tan Xiaomiao was obviously devastated by the countless serial pits in this game. During the period, the earphones kept saying, "Can this pit really pass?" "Ah——I'm dead again." " and other "death speeches".

But he really stuck with it.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a shout from the earphones, Ye Zimo's shoulders moved invisibly, and then he raised his head.

I saw that the game interface on the screen had turned completely dark red, without any obstacles, and the little man was walking happily on the road.

Tan Xiaomiao's excited voice continued: "I'm finally going to meet the BOSS!"

Ye Zimo glanced at the time above, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

124 minutes.

It's really unexpected... so fast.

Although he is the producer of this game, it only takes 25 minutes to play the first level of the HARD mode.

When he was about to approach the teleportation point in mid-air, the little man suddenly braked suddenly.

"Wait." Tan Xiaomiao said cautiously: "Given Mo Zhijun's pissing nature, he will probably set a trap for me here, so I will seduce him first."

As he spoke, he manipulated the little man to move closer step by step, and jumped twice cautiously, but did not touch the teleportation point.

Sure enough, the cloud icon representing the teleportation point suddenly fell when the little man approached, and the little man backed away quickly.

"Ha, it's exactly as I expected." Tan Xiaomiao clapped her hands together.

Ye Zimo raised his hand and touched his nose.

The proud Tan Xiaomiao was stunned in a blink of an eye.

"Hey, where's the teleportation point?"

Tan Xiaomiao stared blankly at the walls and the empty screens that locked the little people firmly, and was at a loss.

Danmaku started popular science very kindly.

"Didn't the teleportation point fly away just now?"

"Some people are alive, he is dead."

"Cause of death: As expected."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

"The author gets full marks in psychology!"

……

After a few seconds of silence, Tan Xiaomiao slammed her head on the table and groaned: "Mr. Moji, Mr. Moji, I am really going to be played to death by you..."

"Cough cough cough-"

Huo Nian, who was recuperating on the bed, was startled when he heard Ye Zimo coughing to death, and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Ye Zimo waved his hand at him, helped up the notebook that had almost slipped, and pressed his forehead with the other hand.

Are the current anchors talking so earth-shatteringly?

The author has something to say:

【Small theater on a whim】

Tan Miao: Mr. Mozhi, I am really going to be played to death by you...

Ye Zimo: [raise eyebrows] Oh?

Tan Miao: What kind of eyes do you have? !I mean I'm going to be killed by your game!

Ye Zimo: [Smiling] Now, how about playing with something else?

Tan Miao: ... Help!

[Hahahaha is completely the product of a whim when posting]