If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 324 What is flow
"Ha~~ Hello everyone, I'm your anchor, Belit Wall, I didn't sleep well last night, so I won't go to actual combat today, let's take everyone to explore the protection plug-ins."

At [-]:[-] p.m., as last night’s slice was replaced by the real live broadcast, a large number of viewers poured into the live broadcast room, and more of them were those who had been waiting for a long time, and even dared not sleep all night.

And what they saw on the screen was the slightly tired-looking Mr. Belitt with the dark circles under his eyes.

[Anchor, you don't look well! 】

[Did I run into a ghost last night? 】

[I saw that white pistol... Damn it! 】

【hand!hand!Appeared again!Anchor, right on the stool behind you! 】

"It is said that if you are young, don't believe in feudal superstition, but believe in science. There are no ghosts in this world!" Feng Xue turned her head suddenly, and as her body overlapped with the camera's line of sight for an instant, the poisonous body immediately retracted the ghost's hand rise.

"Look, I just said no. Today I made a second video of the whole process. Look, there are no two videos! Really, is it fun to tease the anchor?"

Feng Xue had an expression of "I was deceived by you again", she spread her hands helplessly, and then there were a lot of replies such as "I didn't lie to you" and "There are really ghosts".

However, Feng Xue also knew that if she did too much of this kind of thing, she would definitely be aesthetically fatigued, so she didn't continue to release the ghost hand, but pushed open the door and opened the hand terminal. However, there was no link to the glasses, but the projection screen was directly projected in front of her. While reading lace news to the audience and posting his own comments, he walked towards the nearby plug-in store.

"Oh, speaking of it, it's outrageous to talk about the popularity now. There are only so many damn live broadcasts and celebrities today?"

Feng Xue pointed to a pile of screaming photos and screen recordings on the screen, and helplessly babbled to the audience, but at this moment, a vip seven-color barrage suddenly appeared on the screen in the form of a high-level on the screen:
[Isn't it just warming up with the goods?I bet, within a few days, there will be ghost-catch companies, ghost-catch plug-ins and other things. This is an old routine many years ago, how can there be fools who believe it...]

The colorful bullet screens cycled seven times under the authority of VIPs before gradually fading away. Naturally, ordinary people dare not spray back such trenches that can afford VIP bullet screens, but soon, there will be another VIP colorful bullet screen. come out--

[Who is a fool knows for himself!It doesn’t matter if you record the screen or take a screenshot. I washed the physical photo yesterday, and the ghost hand on it can still appear and disappear. Is this possible with technology? 】

[Idiot, do you understand that is hacking technology, it interferes with your optic nerve signal, that thing itself does not exist, it just interferes with your optic nerve to tell you that it has appeared! 】

[Guess you idiot, if you don’t know hacking skills, just talk nonsense, who hacker can interfere with the brain-computer chip that is physically disconnected? 】

……

The two accounts using colorful bullet screens just spammed each other in the live broadcast room. No one dared to interrupt for a while, and even started to spam each other with paid super gift bullet screens.

But this brought a series of drainage to Belitt's live broadcast room.

Feng Xue just continued to walk towards the nearby plug-in store with an embarrassing face, but what he said was not important at this time, because all the audience focused on the two colorful bullet screens.

Feng Xue saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart. As for the money, of course it will be returned to the Mobick Gang in full.

That's right, both accounts are run by the Mobick Gang.

However, as time went on, it wasn't just the two accounts of the Mobick Gang that started fighting the barrage.

There is no supervising or anything in the live broadcast room here. As long as it can make profits for the company, no one will control you. As for whether you can trust it or not, that is your own business. If a big boss is entrusted by you to come in, invest money, and find out that he has been cheated, it will depend on whether the company will protect it or not.

But with the popularity and traffic brought by Feng Xue now, as long as you don't provoke big shots at the same level as Dole Media behind this live broadcast platform, it should be fine.

The Mobick Gang's "Banner (the person who manipulates the bullet screen, that is, the operator, nothing wrong with it)" obviously knows the truth that too much is too late. After a round of peak popularity, they gradually began to actively reduce the frequency of replies , showing the image of a petty bourgeois who gradually regains his senses but does not want to lose face.

Feng Xue also began to take advantage of the trend and switch the live broadcast back to the so-called defense plug-in shop.

It's just that during this period of time, the originally little-known [Blackthorn Ghost Hunting Office] has received a large number of hits.

Of course, this is not only because of the ghost hand in his live broadcast, but more, it is actually the credit of those Gu poisonous bodies released by him last night.

As for the skyrocketing price just now, I'm afraid it's just that the barrage of the Mobick Gang woke up these people.

Of course, Feng Xue, who is now Belitt, can't look at the background of Dunn Simeone's company website. He just shakes his fist at the defensive fields generated by various defensive plug-ins, and then comments on their feel.

However, the audience had just recovered from the discussion about ghosts, and when they turned their attention back to Feng Xue, someone suddenly saw a pale hand sneaking around in the corner of the shop. Move around, as if... is secretly following!
【Anchor!That hand came again! 】

[Turn back quickly, or run away again in a while! 】

【You turn around! 】

【Fuck, this ghost hand can still dance! 】

……

The venomous body controls the ghost hand to perform a cat-and-mouse finger dance, but Feng Xue still has a stubborn face of "I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen, there are no ghosts in this world", until there is a big boss After rewarding a large gift, he turned his head helplessly.

Then, he suddenly widened his eyes——

"Fuck! Why is there such a thing? Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!!!!"

At this time, Feng Xue's frightened look was as if she saw a scourge, but the audience in the live broadcast room were moaning and practicing, because they knew that the anchor was acting.

Because, they saw with their own eyes that the hand was hidden the moment the anchor turned his head.

[It's a pity that the anchor's acting skills can't be used in horror movies! 】

[The anchor doesn't need to give us face, the ghost has already left! 】

[Really, I made you turn back a long time ago, so you ran away now? 】

[The next time the ghost hand appears, I will give a reward, I really don't believe it...]

……

"Boss, [Blackthorn Ghost Hunting Office] has too many customers, and the virtual server we rented can hardly keep up!"

The Mobike Gang, who was watching the live broadcast room, the speaker of the Mobike Gang suddenly heard what the younger brother said, was slightly taken aback, and immediately said:
"Then contact immediately to increase the capacity, do you still need me to teach you this kind of thing?"

"But again, it's the level of a medium-sized enterprise, and it costs millions of dollars a month to open it!" The younger brother cried sadly. If he had that kind of funding authority, he would have opened it long ago, okay?
"Swipe your credit card, buy a trial version, do you need me to teach you this kind of thing? Even if the list is bad, it's enough to sell a website with such a high number of views, you idiot!"

Although he was cursing, the boss still threw his card to the younger brother. After the younger brother left, he looked back at "Belitt" on the screen and murmured:
"Today's news doesn't seem to be all about following the trend... Could it be that there is some inside information? Is it a haunted electronic virus? Or a weapon test by a certain arms company? Could there be a Dole consortium in it... Tsk, I can't think, I can't think , I just sold a few identities, I don’t know anything else, I don’t know..."

(End of this chapter)