Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

It's not that there are no players who suspect that the game company has secretly changed the game's burst rate.

But then the masked audience came to the stage and took away the tablet and smoked the last shot. After the mediocre ten consecutive ashes, everyone was stunned.

Some people are born European emperors.

With the discussions on Twitter and Facebook's daily service area #妈妈一起看欧帝#, the number of people who came to watch the live broadcast also increased.

Because of the rising popularity, this live broadcast platform also put the game company's live broadcast and Wuji Zhenzong's live broadcast in the front row for recommendation.

Under the virtuous circle, the growth rate of viewers who come to watch the live broadcast seems to be a huge increase in the blink of an eye, and the staff of the live broadcast platform are urgently urged to come back to work overtime, and the diversion is diverted.

It's obviously an ordinary card-drawing game, but with the screaming barrage, everyone's blood boiled.

Even the staff? After watching the card draw, their minds were full of blood rushing to the top of their heads, and they couldn't recover for a while.

But Wuji Zhenzong, the legendary sword that can bring luck, is very calm.

It’s no wonder that I’m used to it when I ask why

Because the brains of the staff were down, Wu Ji, who felt embarrassed sitting in a daze, pursed his lips and turned to look at the computer beside him.

This game company used to make a game of changing skins and drawing cards, but the latest game is indeed a simulation management game for both PC and PS4 platforms.

Wuji Zhenzong turned on the computer and saw the game that had already been downloaded.

Wuji Zhenzong played the game in the live broadcast, and occasionally commented on it. He didn't communicate much, but because of his good-looking appearance and pleasant voice, the audience also watched the next broadcast one after another.

The live broadcast lasted for one and a half hours. By the time Wuji Zhenzong finished the live broadcast with the official contract, it was already ten o'clock.

During the one-and-a-half-hour live broadcast, the number of followers in Wuji Zhenzong's small live broadcast room doubled in an instant.

This is the case in the Internet age. Become famous all over the world in one fell swoop.Except for those working parties who go to bed early at night and work overtime at night, anyone who has surfed the Internet has more or less heard of such a magical anchor.

The reincarnation of the European Emperor.

After the live broadcast of the game ended, Wuji Zhenzong also clocked out of get off work easily.

He didn't realize how many fans his performance attracted, but when he wanted to live broadcast the first time, some viewers were very curious about Yokohama, so he started the live broadcast again.

At this moment, he knew that he had to focus the camera on himself, and then he saw the fan list in the upper right corner of the screen.

Well, the first one is no longer Nanchuan You's account. Afterwards, many bigwigs who spent a lot of money in the game came and gave gifts to Little Lucky enthusiastically, squeezing Nan Chuan You's account down.

But the account with the ID "The God Judge Will Not Be Bald" is still the housekeeper of the room, which made Wuji Zhenzong quickly understand the identity of the person behind the ID.

The boy's originally plain expression melted away, and there was a gentle arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Cough, let's continue the live broadcast." Feeling a little embarrassed, Wuji Zhenzong thanked him, "Thank you, Mr. Fang Guan, for your help. Thank you for your hard work."

Sitting in front of the computer, Nan Chuanyou laughed happily as he watched the "sour" all over the screen, occasionally mixed with nympho barrage.

What is different from the harmonious and peaceful atmosphere in the live broadcast is that in less than two hours, a live broadcast account registered for less than a week, an amateur anchor who has never entered the industry, has far more fans than other anchors.

Some are envious, after all, this kind of opportunity is rare.

Some were jealous as if they were about to bleed, especially the anchors who were originally invited because they were bigger.

Some of them received funds from several other game companies, causing them to default.

At that time, they calculated the pros and cons and felt that they could get more if they breached the contract.But now, looking at Wuji Zhenzong, who is thriving, and thinking of his huge growth in fans, many people feel a little aggrieved.

In particular, it mainly focuses on an old middle-level Internet celebrity who has been in the game area for many years.

He started live broadcasting games at the very beginning of the live broadcast industry, and has seen many ups and downs of his peers over the years.

On the live broadcast, he is very diligent, whether it is updating videos or following trends, but because of the lack of some personal style, after many follow-up anchors entered the industry, he slowly slipped.

Although this leader cannot be avoided when talking about game anchors, but when it comes to what he can do, there is nothing.

And seeing his peers soaring again, or using the opportunity that originally belonged to him, is his psychology unbalanced?

He doesn't believe in a natural European emperor, but the live broadcast effect. As an "old" person, he knows the inside story of the game live broadcast too well.

One is the virtual data sent by the background, and the other is the attention that was originally spent for real money. Obviously, the wave of game companies is worth it.

Looking at several related headlines that were high up in the hot search, he sent a message out of frustration.

"The live broadcast address is really in Yokohama? I don't know how much the game company spent. I originally planned to go, but when I heard gunshots outside the window, I retreated silently. Poor, poor, poor."

Because the initial live broadcast of Wuji Zhenzong was only aimed at the ceiling in a flat manner, and there was no environment in the live broadcast at all, all about the address of Wuji Zhenzong's live broadcast was guesswork.

He wanted to make everyone suspect that the game company actually set up another booth in another city, and then forced all the originally invited anchors to withdraw and push their own people to the top.

Even the live broadcast may be recorded.

As for the gunshots?

Who knows if there was a gunshot in Yokohama?

The anchor confidently sent out the information, which really messed up the pool of water. Fans, passers-by, and people who are used to eating each other talked about each other, messing up the entire trending search.

With curiosity, many people flooded into the live broadcast interface again.

The opening is full of foul language, saying that Wuji hooked up with the game company and stepped on other anchors, saying that they hid in a safe place and pretended to live broadcast in Yokohama to exclude dissidents.

In short, when Nan Chuanyou came back to his senses, the comment area became lively again.

He could only take a deep breath and quickly ban those accounts.

During the mechanical movements, Nanchuan Yu even had time to think about whether he was the hardest working boss of the entertainment company.

"Hey, if you don't know how to use people well, it's a big taboo for the boss."

Putting practical learning on the agenda in his heart, Nanchuan Yu banned those accounts one by one.

At the same time, Wuji Zhenzong, who was watching the live broadcast, also noticed the problem.

"You said... I'm not live broadcasting in Yokohama?" Wuyoshi Zhenzong tilted his head, and then pushed open the door of the carnival venue.

At ten o'clock in Yokohama, the sky was gloomy, and when they walked out of the brightly lit venue, the audience felt unaccustomed to the dark environment for a moment.

It wasn't until the night mode of the mobile video was turned on that viewers could see the outside environment.

The sky is full of stars, the crescent moon hangs high, the streets outside the venue are empty, and the whole city seems to have fallen into complete darkness in the night.

Occasionally, a few animal calls could be heard, but they disappeared quickly. Everyone seemed to have returned to the jungle era. In order to protect their own safety, they tried their best to avoid being seen by others.

"I'm indeed in Yokohama, what's the problem?" He held up the video and turned around to capture all the surrounding scenery, and then he said.

The natives of Yokohama sent out panicked barrages one after another.

"Come on!!!"

"start running!!!"

"Don't walk on the road!"

Those who are not native to Yokohama are curious.

"The dark building just now is the landmark building of Yokohama."

"It's a rich company."

"Can I say that the brick-like building is too ugly?! Too ugly!"

After explaining his situation clearly through the live broadcast, Wuyoshi Zhenzong put down his mobile phone and walked along the road when he came, not paying any attention to the Yokohama locals watching the barrage in horror.

"Fuck, fuck, is someone following up!"

"Anchor, please go back to the venue, or find a hotel to stay in. Su Ri'an may be slaughtered, but his life is guaranteed."

Wuji Zhenzong had actually found the people who were following him, but thinking that after all, those were ordinary people and he had not been given the task of fighting, he just speeded up and didn't want to conflict with others.

But noticing the complicated footsteps in the video, and seeing that Wuji Zhenzong had no intention of making a knife at all, Nan Chuanyu thought for a while, and understood Wuji Zhenzong's thoughts.

Without hesitation, Nan Chuanyou quickly edited a text message.

"Be careful to protect yourself, live broadcast is not important."

Wu Ji quickly received the message, and when he saw the content of the message, he seemed to have received some instructions, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Then, the audience of the live broadcast only heard the metal clash of a sword unsheathed.

"You guys, what are you doing with me?" Wuji Zhenzong held the body knife in one hand and the mobile phone that had no place to put it in the other, frowning slightly.

"Haha, borrow some money to spend."

The camera of the mobile phone held in the right hand can only barely record the figures of a few people. They saw the bulging waist of the black man in the live broadcast camera, and suddenly screamed in the barrage.

"Ah, there is a gun!!"

"Call the police!!!"

"Which policeman is out at night, the anchor runs away!!"

However, no one cared about the barrage of the live broadcast at this time. Wuji Zhenzong looked at the people who obviously had malicious intentions, and didn't talk nonsense. Wakizawa pointed at a few people and said calmly: "I have no money."

"Wow, there are knives, I'm so scared." Looking at Wuji Zhenzong's pale complexion, thin figure, and gorgeous clothes, several people were obviously moved, and they took out their guns.

Viewers who saw the legendary darkness of Yokohama for the first time during the live broadcast were petrified.

They tried to make a call in horror, but stopped in the next second.

Only Wuji Zhenzong hummed softly with that nice boyish voice, followed by the sound of galloping footsteps.

The camera spun around for a while.

Afterwards, there was the sound of sharp knives piercing clothes and piercing flesh, the screams of men, and the sound of running away.

When the camera stops shaking, the audience is watching intently.The boy in the live broadcast was facing the camera, smiling and waving shyly.

"My friend came to find me, today's live broadcast is over."? ? ?

Eh, wait, what just happened?

However, the host quickly closed the live broadcast interface, and the audience was filled with question marks facing the blacked out screen.

Wuji Zhenzong, a lucky anchor.

In short, that night, his trending searches occupied the front row of all social networking sites.

There is even a #black screen chatting#

And the company didn't spend a penny.