The hollow is the beginning of the dead season

The audience in the live broadcast room increased, and Ji Chu didn't dare to watch the barrage, his face was stiff, expressionless, and he didn't even blink.

The room was as dark as ever, and with the only light, his appearance could still be seen.

In less than 20 seconds, all the divers were blown out:

"Slowly shoot one? Is the UP adjusted at the wrong angle?"

"Oh shit! Live broadcast the accident, N Yu, your face is outside!"

"Little brother is so young! Is he of marriageable age?"

"Calm down, this is my husband's benefit to everyone."

"Without the filter, UP's face is pretty good!"

"Our Xiaoyu has a really nice nose, and the shape of the mouth is so tempting, but I can't see the eyes clearly."

"Yes, can you take a close-up of the eyes?"

Everyone was having a great time playing in the barrage, and the tension at the beginning of the season had not dissipated, and the left half of his body was numb. He messed with the game settings, pretending not to look at the barrage.

After a delay of about 5 minutes, he finally spoke:

"I hope to be known by more people, and I hope to gain more attention."

"What am I talking about..." He closed his eyes.

Originally, Yu Bin had already written good lyrics for him, but he showed his face because he wanted to face everyone sincerely, so that everyone felt that the content was not boring.

As a result, when he said it, he changed all the words.

Probably the only low-concentration alcohol started to make trouble.

Probably because of the relationship with Toby before, he continued to talk about what was in his heart:

"Being transparent for too long before."

"Not being taken seriously." Speaking of not being taken seriously, he waved his hand and lowered his head, "What I'm talking about not being taken seriously is not the usual casual acquaintance, but the person you love the most, not taken seriously by him."

"You know that feeling? The person you love the most says: Why can't you be better, why can't you be more mature, why can't you be more hands-on."

"I didn't do the live broadcast for anyone. At first, I simply liked it. Later, I hoped that more people would pay attention. Now... now maybe I hope everyone will praise me."

After saying this, he felt very uncomfortable, left his seat, and went to the bathroom to wash his face.

When the water touched his face, he suddenly raised his head:

"What did I say just now! Don't you take showing your face seriously!"

"It's over, it's time to lose powder."

I lost my temper.He said what his father said and gave it to himself.

He hurried back to his original position, and looked at the number of viewers: 22, the largest number since his live broadcast.

Turning their eyes to the barrage, most of the audience are very considerate:

"UP is under too much pressure, it doesn't matter if you don't want to show your face."

There are also many words of praise and encouragement for him.

Thinking that he has Toby's Concentration Award, Ji Chu told himself:

goon.

He put his hands together: "Thank you everyone. Let's continue to play Darkin Dawn."

He chose a character called Peeping Zombie, and his status returned to normal.

"I've been playing this game more and more recently. Every character design in it is very interesting. This online game company is really doing a good job... It would be great if it could reduce the horror index."

The bullet screens all typed a sentence: "Turn on the headlights."

"When you turn on the headlights, you will definitely feel that there is no smell. Besides, the headlights consume electricity. My little red light is only 5 watts, and 5 watts seems to be less than [-] watts."

The picture enters an abandoned mental hospital, with doors full of rust.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the peeping zombie is holding a life-saving sword and advancing on the corridor. He needs to find the red-faced baby of the zombie family to complete the task.

When he searched in the first house, there was no butcher who attacked him, no red-faced baby.

There is only a retro coffee-colored iron bed, and the top and bottom of the bed are empty.

The same goes for the second room.

To the third room.

When he opened the door, he obviously felt that the sound of opening the door was different from the sound of the other rooms.

The windows in the house were not closed, the white curtains were blown by the wind, and there was a clown doll with a red nose on the windowsill.

There was the odd laugh of an owl outside the window.

Ji Chu said: "There used to be an old saying, don't be afraid of the owl's cry, be afraid of the owl's laugh."

After the laughter, a mouse suddenly emerged from the clown's neck.

Ji Chu was as scared as usual to the point that his voice felt curled up.

There are more and more messages about the barrage body protection.

It seems that there is nothing in this room. Just as Ji Chu was about to close the door, he suddenly saw a pair of brown leather shoes behind the door.

There are ankles on the shoes, but there is nothing above the ankles.

Ji Chu: "The back should be the butcher."

Barrage: "Look at the butcher behind the door, if you can't do it, smash it."

"I think so too, and everyone has given me courage."

Ji Chu swallowed dryly, held his breath, and walked to the door with small steps. The camera suddenly went dark, and the sound effect was extremely bad. After an extremely strange ghostly sound, the screen lit up.

Ji Chu let out a groan.

The wireless mouse in his hand was thrown away by him.

He yelled because a weight fell on his head.

Not the characters in the game, but himself.

He was gasping for breath, and touched the objects above his head with his hands little by little, just like touching a horror box, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak a word.

In fact, all the viewers watching the live broadcast have now seen from the camera what fell on his head.

But he was too frightened to look at the screen, his pupils turned up, and he touched a fluffy object.

This familiar feeling.

At this moment, Ji Chu dared to glance at the screen, and laughed awkwardly: "Egg Yolk Bao, you're going to scare me to death."

Barrage:

【UP, your screams are the ones that scare us to death】

【I'm not afraid of the owl laughing, but I'm afraid of N Yu you calling】

[Sorry, I laughed, up just now is suitable for being a ghost animal]

"Don't~ everyone, save face." Ji Chu said, "In other words: the big cat hugs its head, and the evil spirits disperse."

Barrage:

"OK, line up for UP."

At this time, there are more than N bullet screens:

[The big cat hugs its head, the evil spirits recede]

Yolk Bun stared at the screen and stretched out a front paw.

Barrage: Maybe I saw a mouse just now.

Ji Chu read this barrage and replied: "It's possible, usually Fat Orange doesn't move at all."

He hugged the egg yolk bun to himself, pinched its face, "You are too bad, I will take you to run ten laps tomorrow."

When he returned to the game, he had been slaughtered by the butcher behind the door.

After chatting with everyone for a while, and then talking about Fat Ju, he went live.

At 11:40 in the night, he was asleep on his side, his father Ji Moxi was still awake, chatting and cooperating with Xi Lingcheng in the car.

Ji Moxi got a headache when he heard it. When the wind is blowing, whoever sees him doesn't say that he is capable.

Now it was actually the turn of a lion cub to negotiate terms with himself.

Talking about the conditions are still good.

"I can't take care of my son's affairs. I couldn't take care of it before."

Ji Moxi said this sentence several times in one night, and Xi Lingcheng couldn't bear to listen anymore.

"Uncle, I believe you will choose the right path for your son. You and I know what kind of person he is. He can't do a single thing well. Without the two of us, what is he? Nothing."

"you......"

Ji Moxi wanted to refute him, but felt that he was right.

If it wasn't for his son, he would definitely reply:

"You're absolutely right."