Lost Narrative Poetry

In China, it was around eight o'clock in the evening.

On the domestic first-line Moyu live streaming platform, a host with a delicate baby face, who looks like a recent college student, is live broadcasting a certain game that is quite popular nowadays.

He is not a big anchor, but his popularity in the live broadcast room is barely passable. It is not like those live broadcast rooms that are so deserted that even the anchors don’t want to talk, and go online and offline at the speed of light. Although the density of the barrages is not dense, it is It’s also continuous.

It's mainly related to the effect of his live broadcast, like now -

"This wave, this wave is sure to hit, there is no way I will die..."

"Let me show you what a technical anchor is. Look! Look, don't blink. This is a basic operation. Watch carefully and learn hard..."

"Eh? Hey, wait, wait a minute, brother, wait a minute, don't, don't, don't... Wow, why are you dead!"

Less than half a minute later, looking at the death scene that appeared on the screen, the anchor named Yan An felt bad. He grinned and clapped the mouse in his hand hard, making a crisp snapping sound. .

At this time, the number of barrages in the live broadcast room suddenly increased and became very dense.

"The newbie wants to ask weakly, this is the basic operation the anchor just said..."

"You wouldn't understand it once you look at a newcomer like you. This "Cucumber Shooting" is the anchor's specialty..."

"That's right, you'll know it as soon as you open your mouth. It's an old classic..."

Whether they were new fans or old fans, they all became angry, and the live broadcast room was filled with happy air for a while.

"..."

Yan An just glanced at the barrage subconsciously, and couldn't help the muscles in his face twitching. He could only raise his head slightly and take a deep breath to relieve the pressure in his head.

Although I know that the effect of this kind of program is actually quite good, and many people just like to see him being defeated like this, it is still really heartbreaking when it comes to it. After all, he just boasted about Haikou with confidence, and then he was beaten in less than half a minute. Slap in the face.

The reversal came too quickly and suddenly. If he really designed it deliberately for the effect of the show, then it would be okay.

But just now, he really felt that he was stable this time, and wanted to show off his skills!

——After all, who doesn’t have a heart for showing off?

It's a pity that no matter how perfect and cool the idea is in his mind, the enemy will not cooperate with him in performing it, and his hand speed and reaction also determine that the operation cannot keep up with the idea in his mind.

Finding that the rhythm of the barrage had no intention of stopping, Yan An could only speak seriously to explain his mistake just now, or to divert everyone's attention:

"You can't completely blame me for this. Come on, brothers, let me give you a detailed analysis. The main reason is that the summer vacation is about to begin, right? So the primary school students have time, and they will join the game in droves. Inside, it naturally disrupts the original game environment and destroys the original experience..."

He was talking nonsense like this in a serious manner, and at the same time withdrawing from the current battle situation, he seemed to be speaking with reason.

"No, you weren't cooperating with your teammates just now. Why do you care about elementary school students?"

"You have all misunderstood. The anchor may mean that because there are elementary school-level enemies on the opposite side, the kindergarten-level self cannot defeat him..."

"Laughing to death 23333, elementary school students can't even compete in the lane..."

"The primary school student said he would not take the blame..."

The effect of explanation is worse than no explanation. The barrage became even more sinister and weird. Yan An's face twitched once again. What kind of people are these!

He coughed and pretended not to see it: "Okay, okay, let's stop here today. It will be broadcast at six o'clock. It has been broadcast for two hours until now... Don't worry, it won't be like this. It’ll be broadcast soon.”

"No, no, no, it's not ready to be broadcast. This month is not even long enough...I mainly mean that this game has been broadcast for two hours, and I am really tired."

While saying this, he exited the game very quickly: "So according to the usual practice, it is time to change your mind at this time. What else do you want to see? I will show you something else..."

Just kidding, how could it be released so soon?

There is still a long way to go before this month's duration. If you don't work hard, it won't work... This is actually a joke. After all, he has not signed a contract with the platform at all, and the broadcast is just for fun.

After all, I don’t know what to do after graduation. It’s not a big deal to collect rent every day. But if he doesn’t do anything, his mother has a problem with him. She always feels that he doesn’t communicate with others every day. Something will go wrong.

So Yan An simply started live broadcasting. The purpose was not to make money, but mainly to find something to do for himself. And my mother should have nothing to say now, right?

It was with this kind of mood that he became an anchor. As he kept doing it, he found that this job suited him quite well. Perhaps it was because he was online, so people often had less burdens...

——In reality, he just doesn’t want to come into contact with humans!

——Is this idea really strange?

"I'm so good at playing games, how can you accuse someone out of thin air..." While talking nonsense with his eyes open and interacting with fans in the live broadcast room, Yan An browsed his inventory and found that there seemed to be nothing good. s Choice.

Unlike when I was a child, the little pixel-style bully could play with great interest for half a year and one semester, and still have more to say.

Now I always feel that I can't regain the purity I had when I played games before, and the biggest problem is that the audience is actually not interested in what he wants to play - Yan An fell into deep thought while looking at those weird barrages.

But he also understands the fans. After all, not everyone likes to watch crappy operations, and interesting program effects are not always available, but there is nothing that can be done about it. If his conscious reaction can keep up with the thoughts of his brain, he doesn't want to Yes!

With a look of despair on his face, he closed the platform, opened the browser, and logged into a game portal: "Okay, okay, stop arguing, let me see what interesting new games have been released recently. Yes, let me test the water for you..."

"After all, those popular games have been on the air for more than half a year. No matter how popular they are, I guess you are also tired of aesthetics..."

"Okay, no bragging, let's play whichever new game we see promoted first later, how about..."

"This is a rule of thumb. If you don't know which one to choose, just close your eyes and choose one. Otherwise, you are guaranteed to waste most of your time on the choice, just like watching a movie... Ahem, I mean just This is it!”

Realizing that he had made a mistake and said the wrong words, Yan An quickly changed the topic. At the same time, he also saw the first new game advertisement displayed on the homepage promotion on the forum page, and clicked on it without thinking.

First of all, it is indeed for the reason he said, just like picking up shells on the beach. If you always want to pick up a bigger one or a more beautiful one, then you will never be able to make a decision.

Secondly, Yan An knew that these veteran drivers were going to race hard next. If he didn't change the subject quickly, he would be on the verge of becoming a banned Douluo... He had been warned once before and had been banned for three days. .

Ignoring the series of "???" and "There's something wrong with you" on the barrage, Yan An looked at the refreshed page and raised his eyebrows:

""Amaterasu Little Garden"? What kind of game is this? I seem to have never seen it before, so I have no impression..."

The advertising page is beautifully designed, and it seems to be in a Western fantasy style——

For example, a warrior who is as strong as a lion wearing blood-stained heavy armor; a witch who wears a robe and has a mysterious aura lingering all over her body; an assassin whose whole body is hidden in the shadows, and whose outline seems to be out of focus...

It seemed like a team of adventurers were resting in the dark wilderness, checking their injuries and wiping their weapons. They were surrounded by a bloody battlefield, as if they had just gone through a fierce battle, with the corpses of a dozen humanoid creatures. He fell to the ground in confusion.

The picture further away is a gloomy castle under dark clouds, with many spiers and a full Gothic style. There are bats hanging around the spiers and flying in groups under the red moon. In the distance on the horizon, there seems to be a shadow cast by the wings of a giant creature. …

It seems to give a lot of information, but it also seems to give nothing at all. It just uses the impression left on the players' minds by many Western fantasy classics, allowing them to figure out a lot of things in an instant.

It seems to be a very old-fashioned setting, but it is indeed a very classic setting, which can instantly arouse the interest of those with an appetite.

The same goes for Yan An. His eyes lit up and he couldn't help but mutter: "This advertisement is in a realistic style. I don't know if the game is the same, but I feel like the name is too strange and the style of painting is not right. It's Is it a metaphor for something?”

Of course there was no answer, the advertising page was really concise and there was no more information.

There is no introduction, description, gameplay information, etc. There is only a big purchase button and some basic information, such as the developer and publisher. It is also a company I have never heard of, called "Dream Summer" Township"……

"It's really rare that you don't go to the platform..."

Subconsciously taking a look at the barrage in the live broadcast room, he found that no one knew about this game. Yan An suddenly understood, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

It doesn't seem to be the latest masterpiece, maybe it's even the kind of guy who comes to make a fortune and runs away.

"Just by hearing the name, you know there's no chance..."

He sighed and clicked the purchase button directly. Although he had no hope, he had just said that he would choose whichever one he saw first. He always kept his word.

The page jumped very quickly, but he had just picked up the water glass and took a sip. He glanced at the display content on the specific purchase details page, his eyes widened immediately, and he spurted out a mouthful of cold water. Fortunately, he subconsciously turned his head at the last moment. That's why I didn't spray it on the computer.

"What the hell is this?!"

"The basic version costs more than 600,000 yuan, and it also states that it does not come with point cards?...How many extra zeros are added to this price?"

"Is this lousy company crazy about making money?!"