Terror broadcast

The gaze of broadcasting suddenly moved away from the real world, and its impact on the entire audience circle was huge. If only big-shot listeners and some high-level listeners with special channels could experience it at the beginning,

So,

As the listeners who were originally on story world missions began to be transported back to the real world in batches almost at the same time, the "abnormal" behavior of the broadcast really caused a huge stir.

In normal times, the broadcast has not never taken a break, but at least during those few times, everything was still going on in an orderly and calm manner. The broadcast was like a gentleman, maintaining a good posture and indicating that it was temporarily withdrawing from everyone's sight. Then make an appointment and show up on time.

But this time, it seemed a little too hasty and awkward. The calmness that I had before seemed to be invisible this time.

The ongoing tasks have been terminated, and the tasks that were originally scheduled and sent notifications are now found to have been postponed indefinitely. This feeling is like the Chinese people woke up one morning in 1991 and suddenly learned that the person next door used to love and hate them. The big brother suddenly collapsed overnight.

Audience circles in the East, West and even around the world fell into a strange silence at this time. Everyone was waiting for the subsequent development of the situation. Everyone seemed very cautious.

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On the roof of a B\u0026B on the Erhai Lake, the fat man, who had almost been reduced to a self-propelled gun in the shape of a human being in the scenic area recently, calmed down for a rare moment. He sat obediently with the monk and the Buddha and drank tea. He said he was watching the sea view, but in fact It was nothing more than the three brothers getting together to hug each other and keep warm on this day when the future was suddenly uncertain. Plus Dabai who lived there, they could be considered four people gathered together.

"It seems like it's not that simple."

The three of them summarized the information they learned through their respective channels sentence by sentence. Finally, the monk came to this conclusion:

"The centipede is dead but not stiff. No matter how shabby the family is, they will embarrass themselves in favors and pretend to be fat. When Puyi was kicked out of the palace and rented in other people's homes, he would also have a big pilgrimage during the New Year and festivals. If you let those old people from the Manchu Qing Dynasty kneel in front of you and watch the show, you will not believe that broadcasting will really sink to this level."

Whether it is the sudden termination of the story world or the infinitely postponed scheduled story world arrangement, it all shows a feeling of "war and chaos".

If the audience circle is compared to a country, radio is a dictator. If this dictator slowly declines and dies step by step, then the people under him will naturally be overjoyed, but like this overnight The current dictator seems to be on the verge of becoming a GG, and the city is about to change into a royal flag. Even the people who have been oppressed before can't help but feel worried.

"It makes sense. Even if the broadcast encounters a big problem, I don't think it should be so embarrassed, unless it deliberately wants to completely destroy the fear it has imprinted on our souls for so many years. This It doesn’t fit the aesthetic of broadcasting, it really doesn’t fit.”

Buddha touched his nose. There was beer on the table. He didn't like it very much. In other words, after he advanced, he was no longer so kind to alcohol.

"The aesthetics of broadcasting?" Fatty repeated at this time, "There is indeed something wrong. Although we all know that broadcasting is supreme, I also feel that broadcasting actually has a personality. We cannot say that he is a person, but he has a Some of the hobbies and interests that talents possess, but from a human perspective, they should not suddenly act like this, no matter how great the difficulties and crises are for them.

Once we, the listeners, lose our visceral fear of it, it will undoubtedly become more difficult for broadcasters to calmly allow listeners to cooperate in creating fun and storytelling in the story world in the future. "

"Amitabha, but all our current speculations, based on the abnormal performance of broadcasting, are derived from one basic point, that is, the broadcasting is abnormal. But if the broadcasting really encounters extremely difficult troubles, so really Do you have no time to care about it?" The monk suddenly said at this time,

"for example,

An... existential crisis for broadcasters? "

Dali's ultraviolet rays are abundant, and it is easy for tourists from out of town to get sunburned. However, under the scorching sun, the three people sitting on the roof without any shade suddenly felt a chill.

Something that can cause a life-or-death crisis for broadcasters,

What will it be?

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"Life or death crisis?"

Lychee stretched out her hand, took out a grape, and slowly put it into her red lips. Beside her, there were several listeners from Sichuan and near Sichuan, including Chen Guang, and among them there was a newly promoted college student in the past two years. The rest are at the level of senior listeners.

Her return was not deliberately hidden or even low-key. The roar of the train and the sound of hitting the rails were felt by even the big-name audiences in the Western world, let alone the domestic audiences.

Because of this, not even half a day after she came back, nearby listeners rushed over.

Of all the people present, only Lizhi was sitting. Even the big-name audience member in Sichuan was not seated. The identity and qualification order of the audience circle established under the fear of broadcasting was clearly visible at this time, even now. Broadcasting seems to have "collapsed", but the influence of this rule is actually still there.

"Don't underestimate the radio." After saying this, Li Zhi stood up, "Things are not as complicated as you think, but they are indeed more exaggerated than you think."

Chen Guang stood aside and said nothing. The eldest sister in front of her would naturally say it when she wanted to. No one could make her speak what she didn't want to say.

However, there is one thing that Chen Guang doesn't understand. The sudden return of the eldest sister at this time seems to be too deliberate, and it is no surprise that she "meeted" these listeners who were a little uneasy due to the turbulence of the broadcast, which was not in line with her previous experience. Always a cold style.

Of course, this may also be because I used to be too far away from my eldest sister, but recently I have grown taller. Some things may have completely different feelings when viewed from a distance and up close.

Lychee seemed to be waiting for something, and everyone waited with her.

Finally, she stood up,

"Liu De, I leave it to you to take care of Haimeimei. Find him and rescue him. I owe you a favor."

Liu De was the only boss-level audience member present. He nodded and indicated that he accepted the request. However, the audience members were also smart people. After Lizhi just asked him to help with something, Liu De immediately asked:

"What kind of place is the end of the train?"

After the boss-level listeners reach a certain level, they will receive train tickets. This green train has only seen people being transported there, but few people can come back.

Lychee's return this time is a special case. The last person who could come back was the blood corpse, but the blood corpse was already crazy when he came back.

It is a frightening place, and the unknown is the direct factor that most directly touches people's inner fear and uneasiness.

Lychee casually pulled out a wet wipe, wiped her hands, then threw the wet wipe into a paper basket at her feet, pointed at it and said,

"This is it."

After finishing speaking, Li Zhi's figure disappeared in front of everyone.

Her return and stay naturally had her purpose, and it was even so important that she didn't even have time to personally rescue Jaimeme out of trouble.

Liu De and a group of audience members all stared at the paper basket.

Chen Guang noticed that Liu De had a sad look on his face.

the end of the train,

Is it a garbage dump?

Then the big-name listeners who have been transported by train,

Equivalent to what?

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“Trash will always be trash.”

Su Yuhang took a deep breath, "Tell me, how many pairs of eyes are staring at us now?"

"Rather than watching, it's better to say that I'm suffering and waiting." Liu Mengyu said.

"I have always been curious about the training model of radio. While it trains people to become stronger and stronger, it can also constantly amplify people's fear, and even, in the end, they are willing to sit on that train that transports garbage. Throw yourself away like trash.”

"It's more acceptable for them to be a feral cat digging in the garbage than to have a head-on confrontation with a broadcaster.

Moreover, Su Yuhang, you are so shameless. If you hadn't met 'Zhao', can you say that you would definitely take this path? "

"Maybe, maybe." Su Yuhang said, "There is no way to compare or assume this. After all, what 'Zhao' represents is not just the poison of the plan. I go to the West, you go to Xi'an, it's The toxin is almost gone."

"Why don't we switch over?"

"You should know that when your goddaughter comes back and comes back from the garbage heap, she is not just like her parents. You are more suitable to face her, aren't you?"

Liu Mengyu was noncommittal and just murmured, "She is also ready to take our path."

"The premise is that we have to lose, otherwise she will have no way to go." Su Yuhang suddenly sighed, let out a long breath, and said, "Oh, in the blink of an eye, our son and goddaughter have grown up in the blink of an eye twenty years ago. Oh, haha, I, Su Yuhang, really never thought that one day I would be able to have both children and a daughter. Big dream, have you ever thought about this day?"

"You, there is something in your words." Liu Mengyu looked into Su Yuhang's eyes and asked seriously, "Don't tell me, you regret it now."

"It's not that I regret it, and I will never regret it." Su Yuhang's fingers trembled slightly, and a Bagua array appeared under his feet, and a wave of space rippled around him. At the same time, deep inside a Greek monument The body also began to tremble slightly, as if in response. Before the body was teleported out, Su Yuhang sighed:

"Dameng, have you never thought about it, if we didn't take this path, what kind of style would it be like if we now have a grown-up son and a beautiful and caring goddaughter?"