Pandora's Box

I suddenly noticed that in my game live broadcast room recently, there seems to be an extra audience who has been silently tipping me.

This person is not active, I have hardly seen him speak in the chat channel, even when I play the extreme operation and the crowd swipes "6666" frantically, it seems that he does not agree.However, in the gift-giving prompts that pop up from the system, "So-and-so sent a rocket" and "So-and-so sent an airplane", there is usually a copy of him.

The reason why I noticed him is because his ID has climbed to the contribution list, but unlike those old brothers who often support him, he looks quite unfamiliar.

Usually, this kind of big gift giver will privately chat that I want a house manager and a WeChat account, but he doesn't have such a request.

This person is like a silent gift machine. If I didn't know that I couldn't afford it, I would suspect that I invited him.

After observing for a while, I finally couldn't help but take the initiative to chat with him in private.

"Thank you for your frequent rewards."

The other party replied quickly: "You're welcome."

"It seems that I have never seen you talking on the channel?"

He replied to me after a while: "I'll just see it, but I don't quite understand it either, so I don't know what to say."

He seems to be an honest man.

"Don't you understand?" I asked him curiously, "Did you just play this game?"

"I can't play," he said.

"??? Then you watch my live broadcast, won't you be bored?"

"No, you're doing pretty well," he said. "It's fun to watch you play."

This buddy is really a real person, and his sternness reminds me a little bit of Zhuo Wenyang when I first met him.

So for the first time, I sent out an invitation to my fans: "Do you want to add a WeChat account?"

The other party stopped talking, and there was no movement for a long time.

I couldn't help but wonder, why, have I been rejected?I'm afraid it's not a fake fan.

After a long time, his message finally came: "OK."

So I added friends with this old man, and after adding, I took a glance and found that his circle of friends was not open to me.

But I don't mind, he is a fan of my live broadcast, which doesn't mean he has to open his heart to me.Everyone's temperament is different, so it's okay to be more or less wary of strangers.

"If you start playing this game in the future, if you want to find someone to play with, you can call me. I will take you to play with me when I have time."

He said, "Okay."

I pulled this brother whose ID is "X" into my live private chat group, which is full of acquaintances and old fans, and it can be regarded as giving him the treatment he deserves, and this matter has come to an end for the time being.

This weekend afternoon, Mr. X suddenly sent a message: "I downloaded the game."

I immediately understood: "Do you want to row together?"

"Is it okay?" he asked, "I practiced for a while today, but I still can't play well."

"What's the matter?" I was very angry: "Let's go!"

Quickly queued into the game, before starting to skydive, I reminded him: "Just wait and follow me."

"Ah."

However, I have already landed and quickly searched for a round, and I still can't see him after looking around.

"Could it be..."

As soon as I looked up, I saw that he was still dangling on the parachute, floating in the wind.

I"……"

Looking at this posture, I knew it was going to be bad. Sure enough, he was floating in mid-air, and I just watched him being shot to death.

"Feel sorry."

Although I was dumbfounded, I still comforted him: "It's okay, newbie, don't have too high demands on yourself."

"Ah."

"Next time, remember to look down and press the W key to speed up the landing, otherwise it is easy to be hit like a bird in the air."

"it is good."

This buddy doesn't talk much stupidly, and his reaction is slow. He basically dies when he hits the ground. When it's better, he stays in a daze for a while, follows me for two steps before dying, and then lies down and watches me play in spectator mode.

The most he typed and said during the whole process was "sorry" and "sorry". He said it too many times, which made me feel a little embarrassed.

"You're welcome, don't keep apologizing," I said, "It's no big deal, it's just lying on the floor, it's just a game, you don't really owe me anything."

He stopped typing.

Fearing that he would be bored lying down, I chatted with him while playing: "Are you a student too?"

He typed back to me again: "No, it's already working."

"A freshman in the workplace?"

"No."

"That's senior."

This is better, otherwise if he is a student, I will be quite uneasy if he spends the money to reward me.

I took him to play a few games, but I didn't get any chicken, because I was too busy killing people, and I couldn't fight to the end.He didn't eat chicken, and died early on the ground watching the whole battle. His game experience should be extremely poor, but he seemed quite happy. Before quitting the game, he kept typing to say "thank you".

After I got off the game, I chatted with him on WeChat: "Why are you so polite, I couldn't take you to eat chicken."

He replied: "Haha."

Then he added: "I had a great time today, thank you."

"I'm going to have dinner, let's play together when I have time."

"Can we play together again?"

"Of course you can."

He added: "Thank you!"

This old man is really too polite, almost humble, but not annoying.

I don't know why he is so cautious, maybe this is the habit of beating workers, the inertia developed under the pressure of the workplace, it still hurts to think about it.

Zhuo Wenyang came to the house at night, watched my live broadcast for a while, and suddenly said: "Your popularity has been rising steadily, do you really not consider signing a contract with the platform?"

"Huh?" I was stunned, "Do I want to sign a contract?"

Because my live broadcast performance is not bad, since the first wave of popularity rose, I have received news from the platform asking me if I am interested in signing a contract. I was also very excited at the beginning. After all, this proves that my performance has been recognized. After signing the contract, there will be a basic salary, so at least he is a person with a stable income.

At first it was Zhuo Wenyang who did not suggest me to sign the contract. He felt that the terms of the contract were unreasonable and the treatment was not high, so there was no need to sign.

And now I also think that the live broadcast time requirement is a hurdle.In the past, this amount of time was not a problem, but now I am a person who wants to study hard and make progress every day. If I have to broadcast so many hours every month, it will definitely affect my inter-professional postgraduate entrance examination plan.

"The treatment they are willing to give you now is not bad, you can consider developing in this direction."

"yes……"

Zhuo Wenyang said: "I can ask a lawyer to read the contract for you, and I will discuss the details for you. You don't have to worry about these."

"However, the live broadcast time requirement is a bit high. I don't think I have that much time."

"The length of time can be discussed. Of course, it can't cause you pressure, and it can't affect your credits," Zhuo Wenyang said, "I know this well."

"However, I don't just want to get credits. I want to take the postgraduate entrance examination across majors. Now it's okay to play occasionally, but I won't be able to squeeze out time in the future."

Zhuo Wenyang was silent for a while: "Are you serious about cross-professional postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Of course."

"That's not for you," he said.

"..."

"That's not what you should do. You should spend your time doing what you really love."

"..."

"Then," I looked at him, "what do you think I should do?"

"I personally think that you can really develop in the field of e-sports. You are talented, and the industry is developing very fast..."

I'm at a loss.

Zhuo Wenyang's disapproval of my cross-professional postgraduate entrance examination was stronger than I imagined.

It stands to reason that, as a top student who has the greatest enthusiasm for learning and research, he would be the one who most hopes that I will learn well.

And now he's trying to beat my enthusiasm.

"Of course, I also hope that you will complete your current studies, because this in itself can cultivate your learning ability, self-discipline and perseverance, so that you can learn not to give up halfway. But almost, it is enough. Learning astronomy is just a whim of yours. No need. E-sports is your longest interest. Although you are past the optimal age to play professionally, you can also become an excellent anchor or commentator. Even if you have the heart to play professionally, I will I can help you arrange..."

He is literally using his life to encourage me to play games.

I'm having a bit of a hard time understanding his motivations.

Was this a flat-out rejection from him?

I want to study his dream major for him, which is too offensive and too close to him?

Probably because the beginning of winter has passed, the day has turned cold, but the heating has not yet started, and the air in the room gradually becomes colder as night falls.

So I got up and went to turn up the heat.

"By the way," I wanted to chat with him about some happy things, "Recently, there is an extra gold master brother, who keeps giving me rewards!"

Zhuo Wenyang raised his eyebrows: "Is that Mr. X?"

"Yeah. You know him too?"

"How do you know he's an old man?"

Thinking about it, I have never heard Mr. X speak. He never turned on the microphone, even if he was beaten into a sieve by the other side, he insisted on typing while standing.I wondered: "Then how can I still be a girl?"

"..."

"He's already No. 2 on the list, and he's still ahead of the No. [-] boss! To be honest, I'm a little worried. If he's an ordinary office worker, he'll be under financial pressure if he spends money so recklessly."

Zhuo Wenyang smiled: "You don't have to worry about him. Maybe he is not short of money."

I'm not a big anchor, but to have such fans who are willing to spend money and don't ask for anything in return, it feels like being smashed by a pie falling from the sky, and I can't help feeling: "I don't know why this old man is interested in me, So generous to me."

Zhuo Wenyang smiled and said, "Of course it's because he really likes you and wants to treat you well."

I looked at him, and although there was a sense of humor in what he said, he said it so naturally and generously, without any sourness in it.

It's not worth being a little bit jealous for others to like me.

I tentatively made a joke: "Hey, he likes me and rewards me with real money, so don't you plan to compete with him? At least be jealous, brother."

Zhuo Wenyang smiled, his face was genuinely meaningless and upright: "How could I be jealous of him."

My heart sank.

Although I had prepared long ago and had no extravagant expectations, at this moment, my heart still fell heavily from its original position.