It was too late when Ai Zhe realized something was wrong.
If there are too many bullet screens mentioning Mac, it will inevitably attract attention. If there is attention, there will be discussion, and if there is discussion, there will be controversy.
Not to mention that Mac itself is quite a controversial person.
[Has Mac already fallen into the fish pond game?]
[Don't mention Mac here, please? Black fans!]
[Feel like why can't I mention it?]
[There is no evidence to blindly bb a wool! Don't hack your Mac anymore!]
At the beginning, the scene was not considered out of control, that is, one side thought it was true, and the other side shut up if they thought there was no evidence. Then some people said some evidence, and some people felt that the evidence was not enough to serve as evidence.
Later, the more the two sides talked, the more excited they became, and when they realized that the dispute could not be resolved, they began to scold each other directly in Ai Zhe's live broadcast room.
This results in a third party, a fourth party...
First Party People: Scolding the Mac
The second party: scolding the first party
The third party: scolding the first party and the second party
The fourth party: scold the above three parties
All of a sudden, people from all over the world scolded, and the vulgar words flew all over the screen, and the administrator deleted the barrage ban and the title was so busy that they flew up.
When Ai Zhe came back to his senses, what he saw was such a scene filled with gunpowder smoke. After a long pause, he found his voice and said in a serious tone: "There is no Mac here, don't mention him."
He was just talking nonsense with his eyes open.
Some sensitive barrage immediately responded: [Didn't you say that you don't know who Momo's tuba is? How can you be sure that he is not a Mac?]
"Hey, is there something wrong with some of you? There is not enough evidence to make people agree with your ideas?"
Ai Zhe's temper may not be good, but his endurance has always been very good. He usually jokes about people, and hardly has any real feelings for others, let alone his water friends.
But when the question involved Mac, he suddenly became calm: "I also think his style is like Mac, did I say anything? I didn't say it because I knew there was insufficient evidence. Maybe he is a Mac fan? Maybe Is he Mac's son? If I had enough evidence, I would have hammered him to death. Without evidence, I can't convince everyone. I will force you to believe it. If you don't believe it, you will be scolded until you believe it? Am I sick?"
The anchor's speech itself was more powerful than the barrage, and Ai Zhe chose a good angle, which successfully made some people speechless.
Even so, there were still a lot of bullies who continued to fight, and were immediately presented with a 24-hour silence package by the administrator.
Because Ai Zhe didn't turn off the microphone when he said this, other people in the team could also hear his voice.
Ruby froze for a moment, then asked him hesitantly, "What's wrong?"
Wen Xi was at a loss: "Who is Mac?"
"No, it's just that some people think Momo's style is like a Mac." Ai Zhe said, and immediately switched to a relaxed tone, "Oh, Mac, everyone understands that wherever the ID appears, there will be a bloodbath."
After hearing this passage, Wen Xi still didn't know who Mac was, but he didn't know whether he should ask.
What made him feel strange was that it was about Mo Chen, why didn't Mo Chen say a word? You won't block Aizhu and the others again, right
"Momo, is your voice still on?" Wen Xi asked tentatively.
"Open." Mo Chen replied almost instantly, and then calmly reminded Wen Xi, "I have 16 heads."
Wen Xi:! ! !
When Ai Zhe said that, Mo Chen took two more heads, now a total of 16 heads.
But the heads in Wen Xi's hands are 19 - only 3 heads different!
Wen Xi hurriedly looked at the upper right corner of the screen, the remaining number of people displayed was 6.
In other words, if Mo Chen could kill all the remaining 4 people except them, he would be able to overtake him and win the bet!
Perhaps it was because of Wenxi's tension that the atmosphere in his live broadcast room was quite harmonious.
Occasionally someone pops up [Is Momo a Mac? ], no one paid attention to him, and let his barrage slide across the screen without taking away half of the clouds.
After Ai Zhe's death, Ruby chose Wenxi's perspective at the beginning, but after hearing Ai Zhe's words, she didn't dare to switch to Momo's perspective.
Ai Zhe, on the other hand, still insisted on looking at Momo's perspective.
Because he knows very well that if he changes his perspective now, there will inevitably be a large barrage of bullets saying that he is "guilty" and "accepted". At that time, no matter what he says, he will feel like he is trying to cover up.
It's not that he doesn't want to protect the Mac, on the contrary, he wants to protect it so much, so he can only do so.
But what makes him hate iron for steel is... Big brother, I have worked so hard to help you, can you please cheer yourself up!
Can you put some water!
Can we have less amazing operations!
Can you stop showing off your headshot skills? !
Fuck, 500 meters, one shot to the head! So handsome... Bah!
Ai Zhe's mood now is really quite subtle, with a sense of "the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry".
He can see that if Momo is really Mac, this person has no intention of concealing his identity—risking the risk of falling off the horse, frankly using his full strength, just to win the bet with Wenxi.
Which is more important, a lifetime reputation or a casual bet
Normal people can make a reasonable choice.
At the beginning, Ai Zhe thought that Momo was playing with Wen Xi, but now he was really a little unsure—won't this person really like Wen Xi
But at this moment, Wen Xi didn't have the time to think so much, because he obviously felt that he couldn't keep up with Mo Chen's rhythm.
Rather, Mo Chen began to match his rhythm.
Whoever he wants to shoot, Mo Chen's gun will point there in advance, and he can kill the target before him every time.
The shooting speed of the bow was not as fast as the sniper rifle, and the long cooling time made Wen Xi feel particularly uncomfortable in the last few minutes.
He watched helplessly as the number of heads in Mo Chen's hand went from 16 to 18 and then to 19—it was on par with him!
[Ahhhhh, come on, Xixi!]
[Fuck, don't post barrages to affect Xishen anymore!]
Right now, Wen Xi was really nervous, and the barrage was even more nervous than him. Even Ai Zhe and Ruby, who had been killed long ago, couldn't help but hold their breath.
However, in the tense eyes of everyone, the poor boy who was stared at by Wen Xi and Mo Chen suddenly threw a thunder out and threw him at his feet...
Wen Xi:! ! !
Barrage:[? !]
Ai Zhe: "Damn it, no way!"
Wen Xi looked at the thunder thrown by the man in disbelief, and only reacted in the next second, and shot an arrow at him, but when he shot the arrow, he already knew the result.
At the same time, he heard a gunshot and a bullet hitting something
[Survivor was killed by a grenade, and the remaining number is 1.]
Following this kill prompt, the words "YOU WIN" appeared on Wenxi's screen, and the number of kills he got was fixed at 19.
He sighed, he really didn't expect such an ending: "That's flat..."
Mo Chen: "I won."
Wen Xi:? ?
Mo Chen: "I have 20 heads."
"Uh, you weren't..." Wen Xi just wanted to say, "Didn't you also take the last head?" But before he could say anything, he realized something, and looked at the kill prompt in the upper right corner again.
[Survivor was killed by a grenade, and the remaining number is 1.]
—Remaining number 1!
look ahead.
[Momo killed Momo with a pistol, and the remaining number is 2.]
Wen Xi: "..."
There is a bug in the SGH game that has not been fixed so far, and it is estimated that it will not be fixed in the future. Even the kills of teammates and oneself are also counted as kills.
In addition, there is a small easter egg deliberately set up by the government - the bullet will bounce off a specific object, and there is something called "Chinese glass".
Ai Zhe looked at Momo's perspective, so he clearly saw that when Momo saw the opponent throwing mines with a sniper rifle, he decisively changed his pistol and fired a shot at the glass beside him. As a result, the bullet bounced back and shot him down. died…
"You..." Wen Xi no longer knew how to evaluate Mo Chen.
And before he could organize his words, Ai Zhe had already started howling: "You step on the horse... It's too hard for a bet! Do you want to do this!"
Mo Chen didn't take it seriously: "I can shoot him in the head with one shot, but this distance can only knock him down. As long as the last blow is not done by me, the head is not mine. It's better to be safe and kill yourself—our bet is Whoever gets the most heads is not betting on who will survive to the end."
Wen Xi: "..."
Ai Zhe: "You... just for a bet?!"
Mo Chen: "It depends on who you bet with."
Ai Zhe: "Crazy!"
Wen Xi was speechless.
To be able to do this to this extent... He lost.
But at this time, what surprised him even more was—did Mo Chen not block Ai Zhe's voice? Then why when Ai Zhe said that earlier, Mo Chen didn't say a word, not even a simple sentence "I'm not Mac"...
Wen Xi thought he might know something
Ai Zhe obviously didn't notice this detail, and was still shocked by Mo Chen's actions: "What on earth do you want me to do?!"
Mo Chen: "What are you so excited about?"
Ai Zhe: "It's so hard to win, I can't justify doing something to me!"
Ruby: "Pfft... what's your position?"
Wen Xi also couldn't laugh or cry, thinking that Ai Zhe was too funny.
As for Mo Chen, he was always calm, as if he hadn't been picked off by barrages, nor had he committed suicide to take the head.
He said very calmly: "Don't take me one by one, Wenxi doesn't belong to your family. And I bet I said it before, I won't let him do anything he doesn't want to do, why are you so excited? Yes In love with him or in love with me?"
"Grass!" Ai Zhe doubted his own judgment again - such a shameless person is absolutely impossible to be my male god!
Wen Xi smiled helplessly, and said, "Okay, I am willing to admit defeat, what do you want me to do?"
Mo Chen almost didn't even have time to think, and responded: "Sing a song for me."
Wen Xi was stunned, thinking he had heard wrong: "That's it?"
Mo Chen laughed: "Well, that's enough."
[Ah, ah, so sweet, so sweet, so sweet!]
[Ah, my girlish heart!]
[Ahhh, when will you guys get married!]
For a while, the barrage was all screaming, and miraculously, there was no barrage related to Mac.
Even Ai Zhe's live broadcast room was full of screams and blessings.
Maybe those people who sprayed Mac were disgusted by Momo and left——Ai Zhe thought to himself.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but still couldn't help complaining: "You have put in so much effort, you even took your own head to win the bet, and you just stepped on the horse just to hear me sing a song?!"
But this time, Mo Chen ignored him, and said to Wen Xi, "You can sing whatever you want."
Wen Xi: "Now?"
Mo Chen: "No, sing it to me after the broadcast."
Wen Xi said "OK".
Ai Zhe: "..."
Ruby: "Why don't you sing a song for me too?"
Ai Zhe: "Go out and turn right, thank you."
Mo Chen said he would hit two, but he really only hit two.
After winning the bet with Wen Xi, he quit the game.
So in the next few rounds, the three of them lined up with passers-by. The live broadcast effect was not as good as when Mo Chen was around, but the atmosphere was still harmonious, and Ai Zhe finally felt the fast fall with a lot of joy~
Wen Xi messed around a bit, and after finally downloading the broadcast, he called Mo Chen almost immediately, but Mo Chen didn't answer.
Wen Xi had no choice but to leave him a message on Kiaokou: When will I sing for you
Wen Xi is a person who doesn't like to owe others. In the eyes of water friends, his bet with Mo Chen is probably similar to flirting, but he himself completely regards this bet as a task, when to finish singing, when to complete the task , when to be free.
However, until the evening live broadcast started, Mo Chen didn't respond to him—it's fine if he didn't call back, but he didn't even reply to the message!
Wen Xi was suddenly a little worried, fearing that something might happen to Mo Chen, so that he was frequently distracted during the live broadcast at night. Archery relied entirely on instinct and muscle memory, but this alone allowed him to get more than a dozen kills in one round .
Just like yesterday, he still didn't play with the wolf until the early morning, and it was downloaded at about 11 o'clock.
I didn't expect to receive a call from Mo Chen right after the broadcast.
"Wenxi."
The voice from Mo Chen is still so nice, but I don't know if it's because of tiredness or some other reason, it's a little hoarse, but it also looks more seductive because of it, which makes Wenxi's skin get goosebumps.
Before Wenxi could respond, Mo Chen chuckled and continued: "You really intend to sing... Actually, there is no need to be so serious."
Wen Xi: "... even taking my own head, you have the nerve to say I'm serious?"
"That's right. But singing, if you don't want to sing, you don't have to." Mo Chen said, "I just couldn't think of anything else at the time, and I said it casually for the effect of the live broadcast."
Wen Xi was silent for a while, probably able to understand what Mo Chen meant. What he meant was that he didn't take it seriously when he said the bet, so he didn't have to take it seriously either.
However, in the process of gambling, he was clearly more serious than anyone else!
Wen Xi suddenly realized: "So, if you win, I don't really want to win, but I'm afraid of losing?"
Mo Chen: "Do you want to ask me what the big ID is?"
Wen Xi froze for a moment: "... yes."
It's true - when Wen Xi first proposed this bet, he thought that he could take this opportunity to ask Mo Chen's ID, but he never expected that Mo Chen would see through it so early...
Mo Chen: "I can tell you, but I can only tell you in private. If you lose to you, you will definitely ask it directly during the live broadcast, right?"
Wen Xi was silent, because what Mo Chen said was the truth.
But the more he felt that Mo Chen was right, the more confused Wen Xi became.
He hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't help asking: "You already know what I want to bet, why do you still bet with me? Are you so sure that you will win?"
If this is the case, Wen Xi doesn't know whether to call Mo Chen arrogant or arrogant.
However, Mo Chen's answer was: "No, you are very strong, so I'm only 10% sure."
10% sure? How dare you bet? !
Wen Xi: "...so why on earth are you betting with me?"
Mo Chen: "Because of stimulation."
Wen Xi was convinced, really convinced.
It suddenly occurred to me that this person wanted to bet with him on his life before—if he lost, he would sign a contract with JJ Live or something.
It's fine if Mo Chen is the kind of person who will play tricks after losing, but he is very serious about every game.
Wen Xi has no doubts, if he was the one who won the bet just now, and he asked Mo Chen what his large ID was during the live broadcast, Mo Chen would definitely tell him without hesitation.
"Hey, you..." Wen Xi didn't know what to say to Mo Chen, and finally warned from the standpoint of a friend, "Small gambling is fun, but big gambling is harmful. In the future, don't make fun of your life and reputation." .”
Mo Chen: "Don't worry, I have a measure."
Wen Xi said that he didn't feel it at all.
"I've never gambled like this with others." Mo Chen said, before Wen Xi could respond, he added, "It's getting late, go to bed early."
When he said this, his voice suddenly dropped, and Wen Xi could almost hear his sleepiness from his voice.
At this moment, Mo Chen was really sleepy.
Because he blew up the fish pond for two rounds with Wenxi, he had to spend more time training to get back the tension he felt when he was competing with professional players.
In order not to affect the training, his phone was turned off all afternoon. This was the real reason why Wen Xi couldn't contact him.
And now, he is almost in a half-dream and half-awake trying to hold on to the phone with Wen Xi, no matter when he falls asleep, it is not surprising.
After hearing his sleepiness, Wen Xi didn't intend to prolong the call, and directly asked the question he wanted to know the most: "So, what's your tuba name?" After a pause, "Mac?"