Reborn Game Pioneer

Chapter 50 Beat the Riddler to death!
After showing the speed pass gameplay, Gu Feng stopped playing. He briefly shared with the audience some precautions and gameplay experience from one cell to five cells, and also answered some questions that players encountered in the game online.

The live broadcast lasted until 22:[-], and then he pretended to be reluctant to wave goodbye to the audience.

"Okay, brothers and sisters, that's it for this live broadcast. It's already very late."

Who can watch the live broadcast and go to bed at 10:30 at night?For them, at this point, the night has just begun.

Although Gu Feng has only been broadcast for more than two hours, everyone has a good impression of him. After all, Gu Feng is the first designer who plays his own game live. It's enough to make people in the cell willing to bow their heads and call them "big boss".

At this time, everyone was excited. How could Gu Feng just leave at his word?

"Don't be ridiculous, boss. Why are you broadcasting so early? Are you sleeping? As a cell person with great ambitions, it's shameful to sleep at this hour!"

"Big brother, don't make trouble, let's play it later!"

"If you dare to run away at this point! We will give a bad review to "Dead Cells" right away!"

"You can leave if you want! Reason?"

Gu Feng couldn't laugh or cry. He didn't expect these lovely netizens to be so naughty and even think of such "vicious" means of posting negative reviews.

He thought for a while and said: "If it's later, there will be no subway."

"What the hell? Is this a reason? The last train on the subway in the Imperial Capital is at 0 o'clock!"

"What the hell? You've already made tens of millions from Happy Xiaoxiaole, and you still care about these two dollars? Take a taxi!"

"Reject and reject! If the subway is gone, you can still take a taxi. If you can't take a taxi, there are shared bicycles. If there are no shared bicycles, you can still walk! In short! Don't run!"

Gu Feng grimaced: "The dormitory closes at 11 o'clock."

"Then you won't go back. Don't you think the school can still let you graduate?"

"What does it have to do with seniors if the dormitory is closed? People are going to leave anyway and the tea will be cold, so it’s okay not to take this part!"

"I'm going to squat in front of the Imperial Art Academy. When I see the anchor, I just go up and stab him in the back!"

Seeing that they were too soft to eat, Gu Feng changed his face decisively and used a trick: "It's not impossible to continue broadcasting." The audience didn't feel proud for two seconds before they heard his next sentence, "Starting from the current time, every 1 minute of broadcasting, I will Tomorrow, the base attack power of all monsters will be increased by 1 point."

The players were immediately dumbfounded. Even though they were used to the weird reasons given by various anchors for posting, they were still shocked by Gu Feng's approach.

"Surprised! Is there such an operation?"

"Get out! Get out! I don't want to see you for a minute now!"

"Hurry up, hurry up! We won't recognize you if you are slow!"

"Has anyone recorded a video? Hurry up and upload one. I don't understand some of the operations at all. I want to learn it at 0.5x speed."

Gu Feng was delighted to download the broadcast smoothly.

After entering the school gate more than ten minutes later, he sent a message to Gu Lan.

[Feng: Sister, I have written the song. Come down and pick it up at the door of the dormitory. 】

【orchid:? ? ? 】

[Lan: Did you really write it? 】

[Feng: Of course, a man keeps his word. 】

[Lan: Okay, I'll be down right away. 】

Taking the folded A4 paper from Gu Feng, Gu Lan originally wanted to ask Gu Feng what he thought about Clivia.

result……

"The dormitory is closing soon! I have to leave first!"

Gu Lan raised her hand, but it was too late to stop him. She looked at Gu Feng's retreating figure with a mixture of laughter and tears. She carefully spread out the A4 paper in her hand and read it as she walked.

When she walked to the door of the dormitory, Gu Lan had already read all the lyrics, and she felt deeply.

"It turns out that he has endured so much all this time... What a fool... I'm your own sister..." She complained softly, but her eyes were extremely gentle.

After opening the dormitory, Clivia came over immediately like a puppy looking forward to the return of its owner.

Of course she knew what Gu Lan was going to do when she went out. Like Gu Lan, she didn't expect that Gu Feng would actually write a song seriously.

Regardless of her level, at least the other person wrote it because he wanted to help her, so after waiting for Gu Lanlao for a long time without seeing her back, she couldn't sit still.

"Why are you so slow!"

Gu Lan showed a knowing smile when she saw her best friend's anxious look.

Without teasing her, he handed the A4 paper over and said, "I haven't read the song, but the lyrics are pretty good."

As she spoke, she suddenly realized that the lyrics of this song were really suitable for Clivia.

"Junjun is right, they are indeed the same kind of people." Gu Lan thought to herself.

Clivia took the paper and returned to her seat to read it carefully.

Two minutes later, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and held the A2 paper tightly in her hands.

The words are really good and touching, especially for someone like her who can relate to it.

She began to read the music slowly. The lyrics were so good, but it would be a pity if the music failed. Therefore, she inevitably felt a little uneasy.

Clivia watched and hummed along quietly. After singing the first two lines, most of the anxiety in her heart disappeared, and her eyes became brighter.

By the time she finished singing the song, she felt extremely happy and unfinished, and her inner excitement was uncontrollable.

"Good song!"

Gu Lan was also listening to the whole process. Her eyes were full of surprise. Gu Feng actually wrote a good and touching song?

"No! I can't have this song." Clivia looked at the A4 paper in her hand as if looking at the most cherished treasure. It would be a lie to say that she didn't have any idea of ​​taking it as her own.

But she has her own persistence and integrity. She knows how difficult it is to create a good song. Some people may only get inspiration once in their lifetime.

Even though Gu Feng didn't understand the value of this song, she understood that she couldn't accept such an expensive gift with peace of mind.

Gu Lan smiled: "What can't you ask for? Maybe this is my brother's love token for you?"

Clivia gave her an angry look: "My brother is a prodigal, and my sister is also stupid, right? He doesn't understand the value of this song, and neither do you? Besides, how did you know it's a token of love?"

The first two lines were quite loud, but when she thought of the meaningful lyrics in the song, her tone gradually became less confident. Later, her voice became quieter and quieter.

Gu Lan reached out and tapped a certain spot in the middle of the A4 paper, as if she had seen through everything: "Look at this sentence. When you are depressed, you will always feel the weight of loneliness. I long for someone who understands to lend some warmth and lend a shoulder."

"Isn't it obvious that the 'person who understands' here is? I don't understand the game, so it's definitely not me. Doesn't that mean who else can you be?"

"And the following part, 'I'm glad that our tacit understanding has been so long along the way. We have gone through the wind and taken a detour, and our hearts are still connected as usual.' Obviously, these two sentences are clearly expressing my love to you secretly."

A rare blush appeared on Clivia's pretty face after she said it, making her look very moving at this time.

"Don't talk nonsense. Since this song is nominally for me, maybe he put himself in my shoes and wrote it, so the tacit understanding here must be about you and me."

"Besides, how could it be possible that we are talking about him and me when our hearts are still connected as usual? We have only known each other for more than a month, and when did he and I become connected by heart? Let alone be as usual. If it were changed If it’s about the two of us, then it makes sense.”

The more Clivia talked, the more she felt that what she said made sense, and she was slightly relieved, but she felt somewhat lost for no reason.

Gu Lan rubbed her chin as smooth as white porcelain with her fingers twice, feeling that Clivia's explanation did make sense.

Suddenly, she had an idea, slapped her forehead, and picked up her phone: "If you have anything to guess about, I just ask him directly."

"Ah?" Clivia was stunned.

Seeing Gu Lan's nimble fingers clicking wildly on the phone screen like she was playing a piano, she panicked for no reason and quickly reached out to snatch it away.

After grabbing it, I took a look in my hand and saw the message that had just been sent.

[Lan: Did you write this song about yourself or Junjun? 】

"I'll go! What the hell are you doing with your hand speed?" Clivia was shocked and was about to complain, but when she thought of the opponent's impressive string skills, she shut her mouth again.

When reaching out to withdraw the message, Gu Feng's reply also came.

"I'll go! What kind of crazy hand speed are you talking about!" Then she thought of Gu Feng's amazing moves during the live broadcast, and she fell silent again.

He anxiously looked at Gu Feng's reply.

[Feng: Written for everyone who has worked hard or is still working hard for their dreams. 】

Under normal circumstances, when she saw this sentence, Clivia would probably applaud, but in this case, she just wanted to (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻!
Kill the Riddler!
(End of this chapter)