Black Technology Live Room

In the ward, Zhang Zhai leaned on the head of the bed with a smile on his face.

Although he just woke up from a coma, he didn't look so pale.

The exclusive ward doesn't look like a ward. Although it is not luxurious, it is also a small suite with all internal organs.

The quilt and the clothes on his body didn't look like hospital clothes either.

It looks like Zhang Zhai is wearing pajamas, lying on the bed in the bedroom.

In this way, Zhang Zhai doesn't have to worry about his being in the hospital ward being exposed.

"Ding!"

Zhang Zhai looked at the revised title and was very satisfied, so he clicked decisively to confirm.

One of the two cameras is on Zhang Zhai's side, and the other is facing Zhang Zhai's front.

Zhang Zhai hasn't broadcast live for a long time. Although his popularity has increased during this period, the number of people staying in Zhang Zhai's live broadcast room is only a few hundred thousand people.

These hundreds of thousands of people completely use the public screen of the live broadcast room as a chat room.

When Zhang Zhai's face appeared and replaced the black screen that had been there for so many days, the people who were chatting were suddenly stunned.

"What did I see?"

"What did I see!"

"Damn it! What the hell did I see!"

...

More than 100,000 people online were shocked. They actually saw Zhang Zhai appear in the live broadcast room again, and Zhang Zhai actually broadcast live again!

So, they immediately started calling friends, making phone calls, and texting.

playing games?

The peat game, come on, Zhai Shen is live again!

Watching female anchors?

Look at peat, what kind of live broadcast has Zhai Shen's live broadcast!

Go to the forum, browse the post bar, it doesn't exist!

Go shopping in Goudong or Tmall? nonexistent!

work? Attend class?

None of them exist!

...

When they received the news that Zhang Zhai started the live broadcast again, countless people put down their work and clicked on Zhang Zhai's live broadcast room one after another.

So, just as Zhang Zhai opened the live broadcast room and hadn't spoken yet, he saw that the number of people online was steadily increasing.

"200,000...300,000...500,000...2 million."

In less than two minutes, two million people flooded into the live broadcast room, and the number was doubling.

"It's been a long time since there was a live broadcast. I didn't expect everyone to be so enthusiastic."

Zhang Zhai leaned on the bed, watching the barrage frantically flashing on the holographic screen.

"Fuck, it's really a live broadcast, I thought it was a photo."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish."

"It's really a lifetime series, hey, let's not talk about it, I will report a letter to my grandfather's grave."

...

In the live broadcast room, countless people flicked the barrage, expressing their excitement.

Zhang Zhai looked at the audience's barrage in the live broadcast room, and his face showed more smiles.

"Hi everyone, I'm Zhang Zhai. Civilization is born of technology, and technology leads civilization. Welcome to my live broadcast room."

Zhang Zhai leaned against the head of the bed, his voice was not loud but the people watching the live broadcast could hear it clearly.

"Woooooo! I suspect that I am crazy. When I heard Zhai Shen say this classic line, I was so excited that tears filled my eyes!"

"Civilization is born of science and technology, and science and technology lead civilization!"

"Civilization is born with technology, technology..."

This classic line of Zhang Zhai was angrily brushed up by the audience in the live broadcast room. The audience in the live broadcast room were very excited because it had been a long time since Zhang Zhai's last live broadcast.

The dream is not far away: "Can you stop being so excited, hasn't God Zhai not broadcasted live for more than a month? Look at how excited you are!"

I'm Xianyu 666: "God Zhai, have you finally remembered the account password of your live broadcast room?"

Jiu Zhangji: "Hahaha, count your fingers, something big will happen today, come and have a look, it really is."

Denim short skirt: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... i finally see you, husband."

I'm Yan Kong: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohas an anchor, don't you think, you're too careless! But my husband is still so handsome!"

...

There are too many bullet screens on the public screen, and the refresh is too fast. The bullet screens captured by A1 for him are basically posted by familiar faces.

Seeing the barrage of these old audiences, Zhang Zhai was a little ashamed.

Looking at the number of people in the live broadcast room, which gradually exceeded 10 million, Zhang Zhai felt that it was almost the same.

So he said to the audience in the live broadcast room:

"In order to thank you for your support all the time, I decided to play an interactive game with you. You can guess what I am going to do this time when I start the live broadcast?"

"The first person who guesses correctly will get a Dabai health assistant and a maid robot."

As soon as Zhang Zhai rewarded him, the refresh rate of the barrage became faster, and the speed increased exponentially.

"Wow ⊙⊙!, maid robot! For the sake of * *, I must guess right! I guess Di Shen must be doing something!"

"Look at the environment, Di Shen is on the bed, watching the title of the live broadcast room, wow! Di Shen, you are not going to perform live broadcast!"

"Understood, I'm here! I guess it must be another big invention!"

...

Looking at all kinds of strange bullet screens in the live broadcast room, Zhang Zhai was a little speechless.

These jokers, old dirty masters.

Zhang Zhai shook his head and emphasized: "

Every time I broadcast live, it is related to technology, and this time is no exception, so everyone can guess what it is, and there will be prizes for guessing right. "

...

"Let me analyze a wave. Let's use the method of elimination. First, this must be a technology. Second, this technology is made by Di Shen. Okay, the analysis is over."

"Let me analyze it too. Obviously, from the title, masturbating by hand obviously means handmade. Handmade things are definitely not complicated. Secondly, changing the world must be a very fraudulent thing, a very fraudulent thing and It's not complicated. I get it...it doesn't exist!"

"I guess superintelligence."

"Controlled nuclear fusion, definitely controllable nuclear fusion."

"Quantum computer, definitely a quantum computer..."

"I guess it's wireless charging..."

Countless answers appeared in the barrage, and the ones that appeared the most were naturally the more popular black technologies.

And anti-gravity is clearly a buzzword. After Zhang Zhai's voice fell, he answered the answer within a few seconds.

But Zhang Di still waited quietly for a few seconds,

"Okay, the system has caught someone who answered correctly, so... what is it..."

"Well, please wait and see and look forward to the answer."

"Your reward for the winner will be given to you after the answer is announced."

"Now, let us enter the first link of this live broadcast is also an inherent link-reading books"

When Zhang Zhai said this, he couldn't help laughing.

The nearly 20 million viewers in the live broadcast room really want to beat him to death, and are they so appetizing?

It's the last moment, you don't say anything... the most annoying person.

In the United States, inside a secret base.

A special surveillance team.

"Damn it, I was browsing Twitter to listen to the president's teachings, but now I'm called over to listen to him talking nonsense!" Franklin complained, and the computer in front of him was Zhang Zhai's live broadcast room.

"Believe me, this guy on your computer is definitely ten times more important than that president, and don't think I don't know you're watching gossip news." Sergey stared at Zhang Zhai's every move on the screen.

"Aha..." John yawned, as if he hadn't woken up. "Target hasn't broadcast live for more than a month. I plan to wait for retirement so leisurely. Why did he show up again?"

"Come on, man." Sergey pushed John away.

"You have to know, Zhang Zhai, every live broadcast is not good for the United States. Do you remember how the rotten Apple company went bankrupt?"