The Days I Clear Escape Games Pretending to be an NPC

"Anyone with the rhythm?"

In the live video, the years are still good, but the people watching the live broadcast are about to fight, and some Buddhist people who are unwilling to toss about these things can't help but quit.

They almost watched helplessly as only half of the original live broadcast room, which was originally watched by hundreds of thousands of people, remained.

People who are familiar with the entertainment industry know this kind of operation too well, but most viewers don't have such deep feelings for He Zhaoming, and they are not prepared to go into battle for him and fight against the navy.

They would rather watch it in another player's live broadcast room, just as a different taste.

"It doesn't seem as interesting as what He Zhaoming said, and it's dry and boring." The audience who went to other players' live broadcast rooms sighed in frustration.

There are comparisons to make a difference. This player rarely interacts with the live broadcast fly, and occasionally says a few words, which is not a problem that the audience cares about. It feels like a chicken and a duck.

"Ah? But the player can't see the situation in the live broadcast room. It's too embarrassing for him to interact with the audience in the live broadcast room, right?" .

"But He Zhaoming can do it. He knows what we want to ask and what we want to know." The audience who came over took it for granted.

"Then go back and see He Zhaoming!" The old audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but choked, "Will you be wronged here?"

The choked audience was silent for a while. He thought he would be angry, but what he thought in his heart was: what he said made sense. The noise in the comment area can be closed with one click, and the anchor is really unbearable for boredom.

"Thank you for your reminder. I'm going back. I'm going to fall asleep any longer."

The audience who came in rolled up their baggage and left, leaving a bunch of old viewers in the live broadcast room looking at each other: "This group of people... is there something wrong?"

There was also a weak voice in the quiet live broadcast room: "Is He Zhaoming's live broadcast good? I'll go take a look and spy on the enemy's situation."

After that, the audience never came back.

"What about spying on the enemy?!"

Only half of the original number of people online in the live broadcast room slowly picked up. By noon, the number of people online had returned to two-thirds of the peak period of solving cases.

"What's the matter? Isn't your studio the best in the industry?" The financier who gave the money was furious. The money is given, but the effect is less than half of the promise. Who should I turn to? Of course, looking for orders!

However, the person who took the order said that he was also very wrong. They were very successful in their rhythm. No one thought that the defendant had this obligation to look for evidence - whoever advocated the evidence.

However, this 'He Zhaoming' is simply poisonous!

"I brought it, my rhythm belt flew up, but his audience blocked the comment area. What can I do?" The sailor leader almost cried.

"Then continue to bring it!" The gold master snorted coldly, he didn't believe it, he couldn't kill such a small character without a background?

Ren Yifei on the island didn't know what was happening on the mainland. He was having lunch.

Shark's fin and sea cucumber shredded chicken soup, the soup base is boiled with chicken oil until golden brown, the small shark's fin tastes crisp and refreshing, the fat and tender sea cucumber melts in the mouth, fresh, fragrant and thick!

While eating, he introduced their deliciousness to the audience, making his audience's tears flow from the corners of his mouth.

"Hey—" The sailor who ended up in person wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, looked at the instant noodles in front of him, and suddenly felt the difference in the world: others were there with sea cucumbers and shark fins, and they were eating seafood instant noodles without seafood.

"Boss, boss!" The door of the room opened, and the younger brother stuck out a head.

"Soul, what's the matter?"

"It's a good thing, the actress has come out and spoke up, this time she will be able to beat He Zhaoming to death on the pillar of shame."

It's a long story, but in short, someone came out to fish in troubled waters to re-characterize the incident at that time.

The sexual assault incident at that time had already made He Zhaoming a scumbag. But He Zhaoming did not give up and chose to call the police to let the police clear his innocence. So the judicial intervention later, the sexual assault incident became an "unwarranted" incident on the Internet.

But the behavior of 'He Zhaoming' who ignored the unspoken rules of the entertainment industry and chose to call the police offended everyone in the whole circle. Even if he was right, he was still swept out of the house.

This matter has ended here, but why "He Zhaoming" is still a demon, but he has found a new way to participate in such a national-level variety show, and there is a trend of fire. The person who framed him before couldn't sit still.

Now the other party finally found an opportunity. He wanted to beat this matter to death while 'He Zhaoming' was not around.

As for the truth of the matter... in the age of entertainment, who really cares?

After understanding the cause of the incident, the sailor head shook his head: "These people eat human blood steamed buns."

He himself guides public opinion, and naturally knows what these people are thinking. It is not uncommon for actresses in the entertainment industry to be violated. The real victims have no way to speak, but these people use and consume the sympathy of the people.

It's like the case of the old man who fell and couldn't help. The wicked consumes the public's empathy. When the real victim speaks up, no one dares to help.

"Then let's..." The younger brother hesitated.

"Of course." Said the head of the water army as a matter of course, "How much is morality worth? Can conscience pay off the mortgage? Everyone is eating human blood steamed buns, what's wrong with us?"

The 'victim' voiced, the navy took the rhythm, and the number of people online in Ren Yifei's live broadcast room dropped to half again. He didn't know it himself, he was still eating chicken legs and roasted wings.

How does this grilled wings taste so good?

At this time, the players at the long table were chatting about today's case.

"I think there must be something wrong with the deceased's boyfriend, but I can't find any evidence." One contestant was full of oil, and he didn't forget to grieve, "This girl is stupid, why can't she think of buying insurance? It's okay to not buy insurance. ."

"I don't think so. The deceased's boyfriend was quite decent." Another contestant continued.

These contestants, there is really no truth in their mouths, even the nonsense of "the boyfriend of the deceased looks decent". But during lunch time, everyone stirs up the muddy water, messes around, and operates normally.

"Hehe, I don't like to attack her appearance. There is no direct connection between what she looks like and how she is like." The very beautiful-looking contestant among the contestants spoke. She looked like that kind of 'beautiful bad woman', but she was Also like heavy makeup.

"I see that you like to observe others, not faces?"

The glamorous contestant shook his head: "My mentor and I study micro-expressions, and I also study this."

"I know!" A contestant raised his hand, "But the real micro-expressions stay for a very short time, less than a second, can you find out?"

"Of course, I have been trained." Mei Yan looked around and saw Ren Yifei who was eating chicken wings, "Better than He Zhaoming."

Ren Yifei raised his head with his chicken wings in his mouth, dazed.

"It's not about you." The contestant shook his hand, "It's about that, the one who screwed his nose and sold miserable things on the Internet... Who is it?"

Sad to see, the popular pure traffic flower doesn't even have a name here.

"At that time, the instructor asked us to find a video for practice, so I found the video of wringing my nose and watched it over and over thirty times. When I saw it, I wanted to vomit, and I remembered it clearly for a few minutes, just to catch the micro A good expression to write a paper."

Ren Yifei, who was eating chicken wings, stopped.

The audience who gnawed on the neck of the duck with the video stopped.

Even the watering army stopped: I don't know why, there is always a not-so-good feeling.

"Amei, it's fine now anyway, why don't you analyze it?" An older contestant was booing over there. He was from the south, and when he said 'Amei', his tone was very kind, and there were some contestants who studied micro-expressions. hesitate.

"Let's talk, we are really curious. Is it as exaggerated as the show on TV?" A group of people shouted, all boring.

The player who studies micro-expressions thinks that he is also idle when he is idle. Maybe this wave of analysis can add some popularity to himself?

"Okay, let's take the previous video of wringing the nose as an example."

Before the live broadcast, the audience covered their faces one after another, and they couldn't get along with the 'snot snot', right? Anyway, the other party is a female star, how can you... say so softly?

It must be louder, or I will be sorry for the fans of the other side.

flow! Wrist! The cafe is there, and the headline "In the past, pure traffic and black history flowed out, she actually did this kind of thing" started!

Although at this moment, the audience before the live broadcast felt that they were about to witness a rollover, but the atmosphere at the dining table was still unusually harmonious. They didn't know the outside world and just chatted casually, the same as before, but this time the topic was more special.

The party's Ren Yifei didn't care very much, and was still secretly eating high-calorie fried squid rings.

"About the seventeenth second at the beginning, when she said 'I didn't expect him to be such a person,'" she tried to recall, and imitated that expression, "she made this movement, pressing her hand on the Eyebrows here, avoid looking at each other, obvious 'shame'."

Before the live broadcast, the audience had already opened the 'snot snot' video on a computer or other carrier, and then skipped to the seventeenth second. They were stunned: oh, exactly the same.

"And, I think about it, it was about three minutes and fifty-two seconds, when she was saying that something terrible had happened to her. This is the expression."

The contestant made a fearful expression, and then pointed to his forehead: "Did you see it? The eyes are straight, the lips are slightly parted, very scared, but the eyebrows and forehead area are calm. This is not real fear, or she hit the flesh. Toxins, or it's a lie."

The player said that he felt sick after watching this video dozens of times, and it was true. She actually remembered all the micro-expressions for a few minutes and a few seconds. After seven or eight micro-expressions in a row, everyone was amazed, saying that she was already a qualified lie detector.

"Is the paper over?" Ren Yifei, a melon eater, expressed curiosity.

"pass."

"Why didn't you send a video to clarify?" It was the player's turn to ask Ren Yifei.

Ren Yifei stretched out his fingers one by one: "No money, no one, no evidence. Besides, they don't want to know if I did or not, they just want to see me leave the stage in embarrassment. And..."

He stopped, hesitating.

"What else?" The players were curious.

"There are many girls in this world who are hurt but can't speak up, but there are very few wronged like me. If things become serious, it will become a social incident and a meme. The next time a girl who was victimized has the courage to stand up, everyone will also Would be suspicious of her for show and consuming public sympathy."

"I don't want things to get bigger, so it's fine. Anyway, I quit the circle, and it doesn't have much impact." He said.