It was as if the world had quieted down.
The Myriad Realms Network is quiet. Since this time I refuse to tell my brothers what happened on Earth, they also refuse to talk about things on their side. They are still active, and they are all for entertainment.
There is no news on the Great Wall Sky, it seems that the guy who is live is diving.
Countless people thought it was Bai Xiaosheng, but Bai Xiaosheng denied it.
It's so quiet, I'm not used to it.
People are probably used to the recent rapid changes. After a few quiet days, they are all afraid that it is the eve of a storm.
Shen Huiyue stayed at home quietly, besides eating, she practiced and wrote novels.
Shen Huiyue's novel... is as ordinary as ever, but the subscription has soared all the way to a terrifying point.
because of her status.
Returning fairy, what a thigh!
Everyone knows that the author of Jinjiang has such a little feeling. If you find the right point of her excitement, you may be hugged to the thigh.
Therefore, readers compliment Shen Huiyue in a fancy way, praising her ordinary novels to a height that no one can match... There are countless long comments... But Shen Huiyue doesn't like other people's opinions very much, she knows how her novels are, and she praises too much The writing, the plot and the logic... can't arouse her pleasure. On the other hand, praising her protagonist for praising her story made her quite happy.
At the moment, Shen Huiyue's mind is of course not on the novel, it's just boring, and by the way, give a golden finger to those who are pleasing to the eye.
For example, the readers who impressed her, the authors she liked...
The corner of Shen Huiyue's lips twitched, her finger touched, and a thread of cause and effect entered Jinjiang's live broadcast.
Jinjiang live broadcast is a new business in Jinjiang, but there are very few anchors, and only boring authors occasionally open live broadcast codes... Cough, of course, because Jinjiang's live broadcast time is short, it can't catch up with others at all, and Jinjiang's speciality convulsions... In short, A chicken rib.
Shen Huiyue felt that it was not bad, at least the live broadcast of Jinjiang was pure and not impetuous.
Today, Jinjiang Live is broadcasting the farewell of a great author. Many readers of the author have watched it. The live broadcast room has the largest number of people in history, exceeding 500,000.
The author of this great god is a panda-like man who specializes in writing danmei, but his works are very atmospheric, and he is not indulged in love between attack and suffering, so Shen Huiyue likes it very much.
The great god is from Jiangnan, and his personality is also gentle like the spring breeze in Jiangnan. He is so handsome and gentle in the black and white photos, but it is a pity that when the accident comes, no one can control it.
On the day of the farewell, it was misty and rainy, which made the atmosphere more solemn.
All the authors I knew nearby went there, Jinjiang management staff also went there, and there were a bunch of fans. The solemn and vast scene made the melon eaters bewildered and thought-Which big cow has left
Shen Huiyue looked at it and said in her heart that the hole could not be filled, so what would it do
Shen Huiyue smiled slightly, closed her eyes, and probed into all the past of this great god-that is, everything he showed on the outside, what kind of person he was, only he knew. It's a pity that there seems to be no ghosts in this world, otherwise she will get the souls directly.
The live broadcast progressed to the coffin, Shen Huiyue opened her eyes, pointed her finger, and a shadowy figure appeared in front of her eyes. This is the soul that Shen Huiyue shaped based on his past, of course not the original person, but no one can tell apart except himself. As a gay, the cheerful and humorous straight man pretended by the great god is really real, who can see through the desolation and loneliness in his heart
"Go." Shen Huiyue smiled slightly, pointed her finger on the live broadcast screen, and her soul followed the live broadcast, floating above the coffin, and looking at everyone blankly.
Sending everyone off: …
Holy shit! What the hell are we doing? ? !
The Great God looked at everyone blankly, opened his mouth and said, "I'm dead??"
Seeing off everyone saw the smoke-like soul speak, but could not hear his voice.
… so there are ghosts in the world
Cough, cough... It shouldn't be too strange, after all, the gods have come out.
"Great! What happened to Zhang Qingyan in the end? Is he with Wang Qinglian?"
"Great! Did Lu Bu finally change his fate? Can the magic stick change history?"
The two bold readers spoke almost at the same time, and the words came out. They looked at each other and turned to stare at the great god.
Great God Author: ... mmp, I'm still chasing after I'm dead!
Sister Bing, the manager of Jinjiang, stepped forward and asked, "Do you know why you are here?" She's been to so many funerals... it's the first time a soul has appeared. Is God special
The Great God can hear the voices of living people, but it feels like it is separated by a layer and blurred.
He shook his head, he didn't know why he was here, he seemed to blink his eyes, he died, he became a soul... The world is like chess.
Sister Bing frowned, God didn't know, what happened
The people watching the live broadcast were blown up. Hundreds of thousands of people were numb, and a large number of people notified the police uncle at the first time. At first, the police uncle thought that someone was boring and pranking, but later found that there were too many people reporting the letter... This look Live broadcast, aren't you dumbfounded
The Great God stopped on the coffin. Although the living people can't hear it, everyone can see it. The Great God doesn't seem to want to leave. He has been trying to sneak into the coffin, but it is useless.
The person carrying the coffin was stunned on the spot, how could they dare to do it? They have carried so many people, it's the first time for hell.
The live broadcast room soared to one million viewers. Shen Huiyue saw that he was almost there. With a finger, the great god on the coffin seemed to be pulled by a thread, flew backwards into the sky, and disappeared into the blue sky.
Everyone looked up and took a deep breath, they will always remember today's - hell!
The people who saw off at the scene looked at the sky stupidly, but the picture in the live broadcast room changed - the Great God appeared in a forest, the trees were towering into the clouds, the grass was also tall, and all kinds of birds and beasts were huge, the Great God stupidly stood under a big tree. , staring blankly at the unfamiliar everything.
"What the hell? This is hell?" The Great God was stunned.
The subtitles drifted through the live broadcast room... Netizens were very surprised, what happened? Isn't the god dead? Even if it is a soul, it should be reincarnated... Is this hell? There is absolutely no sense of gloom in the legend.
The puzzled look of the Great God suddenly stopped, and he stood for a while with a strange expression, looked up, and seemed to look at the screen: "Are you watching my live broadcast??"
Audiences:… … ? ? ? God still knows we are watching the live broadcast? Is death just a prank? impossible? Sister Bing is all at the scene, and there are so many people, it's impossible to make the scam so big, right
"There is a guy named Luna who said this is a different world, and I will lead the system to preach... Well, I am already dead... Can you see it?" The big god looked strange and slowly opened his mouth.
The audience is stupid.
Oh wow!
Big deal!