Chapter 147 Po Guan
A short message adds a mysterious atmosphere to the lively live broadcast room. The 15-year live broadcast industry is still in the development stage. It is far from as popular as it is now, and the traffic diversion effect of a rocket is also far away. Better than the current carnival storm that frequently floods the screen, more viewers poured into the live broadcast room, and the barrage became more and more lively.
The weak words of Du Diao Hanjiang and Brother Shenqing could not fully describe the situation that day, so they directly released the live broadcast screen recording at that time.
They found this screen recording with great difficulty. The resolution is not high, only 360P, but it does not affect the current audience's ability to see clearly what happened back then.
In the picture, Ah Qiang, who is wearing a jacket, is holding a selfie stick high. The dim sunset casts long black shadows on Ah Zhen beside him and the stone statue behind him, like a black field. In the forest, in the gap between light and shadow, all the kings were glaring angrily, auspicious beasts and auspicious dragons raised their eyebrows, and the barrage at the bottom of the live broadcast room kept scrolling. Only the message from the VIP user who had just rewarded Rocket was placed at the top.
The ID of this user is: [Po Guan]
"Po Guan?" Park Changfan felt that this ID looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where it looked familiar.
Watching Dudiao Hanjiang and Brother Shenqing for a while, he found it boring, so he switched the perspective back to the female anchor, thinking of looking at Xia Chong’s big white legs for fun, and ended up with three The female anchor was also watching the live broadcast recording of that year.
While thanking the boss for the reward, Aqiang and Azhen walked around the small courtyard with selfie sticks, bringing the faces of the stone statues close to the camera, so that the viewers in the live broadcast room See more clearly.
A large number of viewers were attracted by Rockets, which made the barrage refresh faster. Some joined in the fun, but they were mainly skeptical, because some viewers who had good intentions specifically clicked on the section to reward Rockets. On the personal homepage of a boss, I found that the profile of this user with the ID of 'Po Guan' was completely blank.
Under the default pigeon avatar, there is no gender, birthdate, and zodiac sign. There is only a lonely two-letter ID. His watch list is full of marginal female anchors who can only broadcast late at night, but there is not even a fan card. None. The only fan medal that I just got today was from Aqiang's live broadcast room, which means that until tonight's rocket, he had always been a prostitute.
“I’m going, I won’t even act in the show”
“I thought it was some outsider, but it turns out it’s a script”
“I want to buy gifts to attract traffic, so I’ll buy them A decent account, right? Three no trumpets are too insincere”
“Operation buckles chicken legs”
As Po Guan's identity was investigated, such barrages gradually increased in the live broadcast room. Seeing that a wave of denunciation of the anchor was about to form, A Zhen was anxious, but there was no good way to clarify, so she had to He lowered his eyebrows and asked the boss if he could come out and say a word.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and Aqiang couldn't care less. He picked up Azhen with his selfie stick and walked out of the hospital, hoping to get to the creek outside the town while it was still dark. Set up camp and prepare for the night.
As soon as they turned around, the young couple froze on the spot. Their legs and feet seemed to be filled with lead and they were motionless. Looks of horror appeared on the faces of the man and the woman. .
Immediately afterwards, a shrill scream rang out in front of tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room:
“Ahhhh——————!”
That was A-Zhen's cry. In the 360P low-definition picture, she could be seen shouting out in horror with her mouth wide open. Two lines of tears fell at the same time. A-Qiang was so shocked that he took a few steps back, staggered and almost fell to the ground. , the mobile phone fixed on the selfie stick also fell to the ground.
After a period of dizziness, the scene finally stabilized. The mobile phone camera that fell on the ground looked up at the blank sky. Not far away, there was a gap in the courtyard wall made of adobe that was washed away by the heavy rain. The two of them It was through that gap that I entered the courtyard.
At this time, I saw a straight figure standing quietly beside the collapsed courtyard wall, holding Zen seals on his hands, with a Buddha light behind his head, and his kind face was covered by shadows. It was... who was standing before The stone Bodhisattva in the middle of the road. The live broadcast room was in an uproar.
At this time, the user with the ID "Po Guan" finally sent another barrage: "Go quickly"
"Thanks for the advice!"
Ah Qiang didn't dare to delay anymore. He didn't even have time to pick up the cell phone that fell on the ground. He picked up Ah Zhen, whose legs were weak, and ran towards the other side of the courtyard wall in a panic. Disappeared from the screen, leaving only tens of thousands of viewers in the live broadcast room looking at the collapsed courtyard wall and the motionless Stone Bodhisattva. The orange-red sun fell from the sky, and an eerie atmosphere lingered in the half-light and half-dark screen. .
The sound of A-Zhen and A-Qiang's footsteps hurriedly leaving through the weeds gradually disappeared, leaving only the sound of the whistling wind blowing through the ruins swirling dust in the small courtyard filled with people.
Suddenly there was a crisp click sound, coming from somewhere outside the screen. The screen in the live broadcast room went completely black. At the end of the screen recording, the platform displayed: [The anchor is off work~], and a series of 'Holy shit' is taking turns to swipe the screen.
“Okay, this screen recording ends here.”
After the screen recording was played, the three female anchors sitting in the car reappeared in front of the audience. Once again seeing Xia Chong's two big white legs and the soft girl makeup on Xiao Ke's face, the tension in Park Changfan's heart was relieved. Young Master, he half sat up from the bed and turned on the light in the bedroom.
The voices of Xiao Ke and Tang Xin continued to come from the earphones. They were discussing the screen recording.
Xiao Ke, who wore the same twin ponytails as Hatsune Miku, said first: "In the last few seconds of this recording, there was a 'click' sound like something was broken, as if someone had broken it. Like the phone was broken?”
"But no one was captured in the picture at that time, which means that the person who smashed the phone moved his hands where the camera could not capture it." Xiao Ke pressed the hem of the pink skirt with both hands on the white wrapped skirt. The stockings on the legs were kept from being exposed, thinking Said: "I think it was Ah Qiang or Ah Zhen who smashed the phone. Didn't you notice that the live broadcast was interrupted shortly after they disappeared from the screen?"
Although Ah Zhen was frightened and cried, and Ah Zhen was frightened and cried. The scene where Qiang almost fell down is very real , there is no trace of acting, but Xiao Ke and Tang Xin are anchors themselves, and they know that people who want to be popular can do anything to create gimmicks to attract traffic, such as moving stone sculptures, smashing mobile phones, and facing It is completely normal to cry on camera.
These techniques were still novel when the live streaming industry first emerged in 2015, but now, they can’t even be called ‘hard work’.
At least have a lighter.
"Although it is true to say so." Xia Chong, who was sitting between the two people, suddenly said: "But don't forget, after this live broadcast, human lives were lost."
Xiao Ke and Tang Xin opened their eyes wide, looking at each other as if they were waking up from a dream.
“Yes...”
Later, Azhen died.
(End of this chapter)