I Became an Anonymous Boss

'In a game, if you can't win, you have to surrender directly!If you lose, you have to lose. There is no reason to retreat without a fight! '

'If you're so timid, why play a game! '

'It was quite loud before, why is there no movement now? '

'When you win, you are so embarrassing, what about people?That's it, that's it? '

'I'm shocked, how come half of the people are cursing and the other half don't have a keyboard? '

'Rush him!I can't believe the human flesh came out! '

The people at the scene also had mobile phones. Even if the situation on the scene is not broadcast live, there are ten thousand ways to publicize it to the outside world.

During the more than two hours of waiting, the patience of the crowd has been exhausted, and the negative emotions are constantly increasing.

The atmosphere can also infect a person's emotions. Watching a football game in front of the TV and going to the scene to watch a football game are two completely different feelings.

In the same way, sitting in the stadium, when everyone is fighting against each other, it is difficult for me to maintain an independent and rational thinking.

It is the limit to be able to hold back the silence, and it is normal to shout a few words, and it is even more normal to express one's dissatisfaction exaggeratedly.

The law does not blame the public, isn't it natural for pigeons to be scolded?

People who occupy the moral high ground naturally get the right to judge others.

Facing the arrogance of the contestants who have not shown up for a long time, they will not let it go easily. There are tens of thousands of grievances gathered at the scene, and on the Internet, the violent hostility can even make any Buddhist monk become a demon on the spot.

The artist surnamed Xiao, who had been popular in the past, jumped out again. He was at the scene, and he opened the live channel with his mobile phone, and the number of viewers was quite large.

This is not a temporary live broadcast, but a "temporary live broadcast" designed in advance.

He sat in the auditorium and watched the number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocket from 10,000+ to nearly a million.

He showed the crowd's current state to the online audience, then sighed, and began to talk about his feelings like reciting a manuscript.

"Although I mentioned before that Baimian may not be a reliable player, I still hope that he can play a role, but I didn't expect the result to be like this, and a situation that everyone is not happy to see happened. "

"The stage pressure of the final is huge, and he must not be able to bear the pressure. This is understandable, so I suggested that he can retire before, but he is very stubborn and unwilling to do so. The result is that When I was about to kick the door, I found that I couldn't afford to lose."

"Everyone knows from the bottom of their hearts that he does not have the strength that corresponds to the honor, which made him reach a height that does not belong to him, so he is not worthy, so he wants to prove himself even more... This has to be said to be huge mistake."

"Everyone has a devil in their hearts. It takes courage to stand on the stage, let alone to deal with a white person. It is understandable to lose to your own people, but if you lose to a white person, wouldn't it be too embarrassing? Are you tired?"

"I'm not trying to excuse him, I'm just very sympathetic. Standing in a position that doesn't belong to me, sooner or later I will reveal my true colors... It's a pity that the aura is too strong and I can't wake him up in time. This failure is a wake-up call. It's a pity that he came too late, he couldn't afford to lose, so he simply hid, probably there will be no result in this competition, it's really embarrassing and thought-provoking."

The artist's speech is combined with the past speeches, pointing the finger at the white face of the pigeon spirit's rebirth.

He didn't know the specific situation, but he still chose to step on the other side.

Looking at the screen full of 'reasonable', 'protection' and 'beautiful', he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, these are the traffic that can be converted into popularity.

But at the same time, words like "Aren't you afraid of being beaten by Gu Qingyi" and "Iron Fist Warning" floated past, and his face was a bit ugly.

But Bai Mian made such a big mistake, it is different from the last time, last time it was just an inference, this time it is a real hammer, what can Gu Qingyi do with him?

The live broadcast of the artist surnamed Xiao rushed to the top of the platform in a short period of time, and his live broadcast speeches will also become recorded broadcasts, which will be spread by interested people and cause waves.

And he will also eat enough bonuses from this traffic, earn enough eyeballs and exposure, and then his net worth will rise, and the better days are still to come... The person who was stepped down by him, Just a stepping stone.

The artist surnamed Xiao almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

It's just that he didn't notice, in the auditorium, less than five lines away, Cui Minghuan looked at the back of his head expressionlessly, weighing a drink bottle in his hand, and when the other party's camera moved away, she pretended to be Throwing the drink bottle inadvertently, with a bang, the drink bottle hit the back of his head and exploded, spilling the juice all over him.

The image of the artist surnamed Xiao was completely destroyed, and the live broadcast was interrupted.

Cui Minghuan sat back, and heard Rei Hanyu who was beside him startled: "Why don't you let him say a few more words?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to hold down the knife."

"I'm not so stingy." Hanyu smiled and said, "If he travels to Yingzhou in the future, I will definitely give him a three-day trip to Huangquan for free."

"You are so generous." Cui Minghuan looked her up: "Did you just smile?"

"Yeah." Rei Hanyu no longer kept her smile: "He's here."

Cui Minghuan reflexively looked at the entrance of the contestants and clenched his hands tightly.

……

In the working group, a staff member left the keyboard with his hands and covered his head.

"I can't control it anymore, the online platform is completely out of control..."

"It's the same on my side. The flow of people has doubled compared to before, but they are all swearing. Stop swearing, stop swearing. People are stupid and can't be blocked."

"It's the first time I feel, is this what Le Ziren looks like after being dazed? Anyone who sees this will be afraid."

"You are a diversionary, there are only a few million people, and the mainstream is under great pressure..."

"Sister Dong, don't go up, you can't stand it, these people don't listen to explanations at all!"

"And this is not our problem, the players are not present, what can we do..."

Sister Dong smiled wryly. She didn't want to go to the ring either. The pressure on the stage was too great. Would the tens of thousands of people who lacked patience listen to her?

She couldn't give a reasonable explanation, why the contestants didn't come up to now, and Shangfeng didn't give an explanation, just let her delay, how could there be no resentment?Even she herself is supported by her professionalism, not to mention the rest of the team or the audience.

Thinking of the rebellious youth, he sighed silently.

When the host was about to say something, someone exclaimed: "Here he is! He is here! He is here!"

A staff member yelled on the radio channel: "The other party has reached the entrance of the ring!"

"It's finally here!" Sister Dong took a deep breath: "Let the working group get ready! The live channel is ready to switch the scene!"

……

"Here?" President Tang immediately turned around: "Quick, take me there!"

"Don't worry, he's about to take the stage! We can't catch up now!"

……

On the ring, Bai Xiong looked at the referee: "I'm impatient, I'll wait another 10 minutes at most, if you still don't come, the organizer must..."

"It's not necessary." The referee has been notified: "He has come."

Bai Xiong cast his eyes at the entrance of the dark passage, but he felt a gust of wind blowing at a distance of tens of meters.

The strong wind blows, and the wind is mixed with the smell of rust, which is the smell of blood...

Entrance location.

The young man put on the cracked mask: "I'm on stage."

Behind the two women, one bowed and the other lowered his head.

Qin Yao watched his staggering steps, couldn't help biting her lips, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Gu Qingyi leaned against the wall, holding his arms with his fingers, his nails cut through his skin, and blood oozed out.

At the end of the line of sight, the white clothes had turned bright red.

Fighting fiercely all night, the blood is still wet.

Chapter 730 I Won

The sound of footsteps is not heavy, but it is like a hammer hitting a sticky board, with a unique rhythm, echoing little by little.

Everyone's sights followed the source of the footsteps as the lights converged, and looked towards the entrance.

Footsteps walked through the dark corridor.

A figure steps into the light.

The noisy scene was instantly quiet.

The world watched as the man faltered.

The white face is broken, and the bloody coat is still wet.

Some people were in a daze, some were puzzled, some were gnashing their teeth, and some were silent.

Perhaps none of the audience expected such a situation, another contestant appeared in such a tragic appearance at the same time.

'Ah this...'

'Did he get hit by the wild boar king when he went out today? '

'Has there been any traffic accident?so much blood'

'Is it possible to walk with such a large amount of bleeding?Not fake blood? '

'I don't know, so far away, can I still walk over and touch the blood to see if it's salty? '

'How can we fight this way? It's all like this! '

'Surrender, surrender, just pretend he didn't do it on purpose'

'This is too tragic, you can't just end it with a punch after going on stage? '

'I shouldn't have come here by chance, hey, what a disappointment! '

Doubtful people are wondering if this is a show.

Disgruntled people are complaining that this game is simply anticlimactic.

Everyone's expressions and thoughts are different, and there are constant noisy whispers.

The live broadcast on the Internet is even more so, the people at the scene may leave some morals and some sympathy, and the anonymous people on the Internet don't need to be so polite, there are ridiculers, satirists, and sympathizers But very few.

'Poor thing, he can't even walk'

'Come to the end, sure enough the title still has to go to the West'

'This dude is good enough to be in the ring, my God, he's slower than my uncle's old goat'

"Hurry up and send it to the hospital. If you don't save the amount of bleeding, you will die suddenly on the spot. Maybe you can still be saved if you send it to the Mayo Clinic."

This is for Western audiences.

"You deserve it, you deserve it, this is the newspaper of the world, right?"

"I mocked too many people before, the consequences of poor character, I laughed to death"

'Who told him not to surrender early, he insisted on being ashamed, so what if he stepped into the ring? '