Chapter 238 is all about emotions, no acting skills (second update)
Slowly moving forward, Lao Wang parted the wheat, and the traces behind him were quickly swept away by the waves of wheat, leaving nothing behind.
Arriving next to the child playing the flute sitting in front of him, Lao Wang found that the other person was a little boy with only eyes but no other facial features.
Although his appearance is a bit strange, the boy does not look scary, but rather cute.
The slightly cartoon eyes seemed to be able to speak, making Lao Wang feel that he could see the other person's thoughts through his eyes.
And although he has no mouth, the other person can play the flute. This contradictory design is not so abrupt at this moment, but has a different kind of childishness.
What's even more interesting is that the sound of the flute played by the other party did not dissipate, but turned into individual notes, slowly floating into the air.
Lao Wang had seen some background settings before and knew that the boy had the same name, Far Traveler.
They need to keep traveling to reach their goals, never stopping.
When Lao Wang walked in, the other party stopped playing, then patted the stone on the side, signaling Lao Wang to come up.
The stone was not high. After several jumps, Lao Wang came to the stone and sat next to the boy.
The other party took out the flute and continued playing, but stopped after a while, and then looked at Lao Wang in confusion.
"What does this mean?" Looking at the other party's expression, Lao Wang wondered to himself.
Then, he nodded clearly: "Do you want me to play in an ensemble? But I don't have an instrument. Can I use a microphone for this game?"
The boy also showed a look of realization.
He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then searched in his pocket for a long time, and found a crumpled ticket, a letter written in an unknown language, a few pieces of dried flowers, and nothing else.
After discovering that he had no extra instruments, the boy could only sigh regretfully, then pointed into the distance and motioned for Lao Wang to follow him.
Although the boy was speechless throughout the whole process, Lao Wang found that the other party's expressions were very rich, and his vivid eyes seemed to be able to speak, which made Lao Wang feel like he could communicate with the other party.
After pushing away the waves of wheat, Lao Wang followed the boy forward.
With the crisp sound of the flute in his ears, the endless waves of wheat in front of him, and the wonderful scenery, Lao Wang felt that he was experiencing a peaceful dream, and all he had to do was follow the development of the dream.
This feeling is very strange. If it is a normal game, some interactions and voices will be added at this time to prevent players from feeling too boring and getting bored and quitting.
But "Remember Me" is like a game made by a group of newcomers, but the part of walking in the wheat field is very long. The five-minute march has almost no ups and downs, just walking silently.
But for some reason, Lao Wang had no idea of leaving.
The melodious sound of the flute, the fresh scenery, the cute characters...the three interact with each other, making Lao Wang himself seem to gradually blend into it, integrate with the characters in the game, and really come to the world of the game.
Although the other party did not speak, the sound of the flute conveyed a lot of content, making Lao Wang seem to understand the boy's language and gradually understand the other party's past.
Five minutes later, they finally reached the end.
They finally reached the edge of the wheat field and came to a forest path.
Turning his head, Lao Wang found that his traces had been covered by the wheat fields. The broad wheat fields undulated with the wind, making everything disappear in silence.
After thinking about it for a while, Lao Wang actually had some unfinished ideas.
In today's world of fast-paced games, this relaxed and slow feeling is really rare.
What surprised Lao Wang even more was what was behind.
Walking into the woods in front of him, Lao Wang found that the forest behind him was not the forest he expected, but the silver-white beach and sea. Although they were only separated by a row of big trees, they seemed to be two worlds, which made Lao Wang feel very strange.
The boy was not used to this, so he stepped onto the beach barefoot, kept searching in the wet sand, and finally found what he wanted.
After washing the thing in the sea water and tidying it up with shells, the boy excitedly ran back holding a palm-sized white conch and handed the conch to Lao Wang.
Although he still didn't speak, Lao Wang still clearly felt that the other party asked him to bring this thing.
Reaching out to take the conch, Lao Wang found that there was a performance function on his computer screen.
After using this function, the character on the screen put the conch to his mouth, and a tuneless sound sounded, which scared the children and took a few steps back, and then showed happy eyes.
After washing the sand off his feet, he signaled to Lao Wang that there was no problem, just practice a few more times and it would be fine.
It's just that every time Lao Wang practiced, the other party laughed once, but the other party's laughter had no malicious intent, he was just being amused.
However, every time he practiced, Lao Wang felt that the tune he played seemed to sound a little better.
Just as Lao Wang continued to practice, he felt that his picture was shaken. The boy excitedly pointed into the distance and motioned for Lao Wang to look over.
It was only at this moment that Lao Wang discovered that there was a palace in the distant distance on the other side of the mountain. The building in the hazy mist looked like some kind of sleeping giant. Its majestic figure made it look like an ancient god. With a divinity that makes people look up to them.
Just as Lao Wang was immersed in the impact of the hall, the melodious sound of the flute sounded again, taking Lao Wang up and flying towards the building in the sky.
Clouds and mist were blowing around him, strange birds were lingering around them, and the musical notes that turned into reality carried Lao Wang forward and flew into the distance.
In the fairy tale-like atmosphere, the melodious sound of the flute followed him like a shadow, making Lao Wang feel as if he was in a dream. He left the land unknowingly and continued flying toward the distance above the sea.
"Old Wang!"
"I'll choke you!"
The sudden voice startled Old Wang.
Turning his head, he found his girlfriend Xiao Zhao looking at him in confusion, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"Playing games!"
"Oh, I thought you were cheating. But what game? , you have been staring at the screen for almost an hour."
Lao Wang then realized that he seemed to have been playing for a long time, so long that he even forgot that his live broadcast time was almost up.
Leaning back in his chair, Lao Wang stared at the screen, thinking about why this was happening.
There are no exciting battles, no numerical design that makes people addicted and unable to extricate themselves. Just the melodious music and flying pictures make people addicted. The charm of this game is really a bit incredible.
Some players may think it looks too monotonous, but Lao Wang thinks it is just right. The meaningful artistic conception of the game is just right for him, which also makes him have the urge to broadcast the game live.
However, he can still complete a few jobs in ordinary games. Occasionally when he is out of life, he can ask the fun people in the live broadcast room to help bring some fun.
But the game felt like a dream, and he liked the feeling of confusing reality and dream, but he didn't know how much the audience would understand.
After thinking for a while, Lao Wang made a decision.
Get it right! After all, I am a dignified anchor, and it is okay to be willful occasionally!
So, when the live broadcast time came, Lao Wang opened the live broadcast room, took a sip of warm water, and said to the fans who poured in: "Today, let's play..."
["Please Remember Me", right? Lao Wang, we are all old fans, let’s change the game. 】
"Why? Do you look down on me, Lao Wang? I usually admit it when you ask me to play horror games. Is there a problem if I occasionally want to play a game I like? Or do you think I am just a bastard? Aren’t you worthy of playing a little fresh game?”
[Don’t blow yourself up so completely. It's just that Gonggong next door is also playing this game live, and the show is so effective that you won't have any gimmicks anymore when you play it. Sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned other UP owners. ]
"It's okay, but why?"
[You'll know when you see it. 】
The confused Lao Wang temporarily interrupted the live broadcast, and then entered the live broadcast room of Gonggong next door, and then he knew why it was said that this place was exploded.
This is the first time he has seen a popularity of 30 million, and the number of viewers at the same time can reach 300,000, a number that even Lao Wang could not imagine.
What happened!
The game quality of "Remember Me" is indeed good, but it is still a bit niche. A game like this shouldn't get so much attention.
Now, the live broadcast screen has not been loaded yet, but the comments in the comment area are falling like a torrential rain, and the reward messages are all over the screen. Lao Wang is very envious, but he also knows that he cannot reach this level.
After all, this popularity is not just explosive, it is simply outrageous.
Usually only special circumstances can achieve such a high popularity. This is often the moment when a genius anchor is born. If it is controlled well, it will not be a problem to be ranked in the top 100 this year.
Because Gonggong borrowed Fangcheng Studio's account for the live broadcast, the original number of fans has increased from 400,000 to 800,000, and is still soaring.
It’s just… it’s outrageous!
After reading the message carefully, Lao Wang found that the content of the message was also a bit strange.
[Don’t cry, Gonggong, use this money to buy candy. ]
[I want to cry when I see you cry. You usually laugh out loud when watching tragedies. Why can you cry like this in this game? ]
[It's all about emotion, not any acting skills. I'm afraid it reminds me of my relatives. ]
After finally waiting for the live broadcast screen to load, Lao Wang saw that the screen in the live broadcast room was divided into two layers. One layer was the live broadcast face change in the game, and the other layer was Gonggong's real-time expression.
At this time, Gonggong was crying with tears streaming down his face.
Holding the game controller, she cried and said: "Why, why can't you think about it! It's great to be back. Maybe it will be fine if you hold on a little longer. Why are you?" The
ending animation has started to play on the game screen. , the names of the Far Travelers rose up on the screen, representing how many Far Travelers had come here.
After reading these names one by one, Gonggong wiped away his tears, re-entered the game, and started another round.
Every time you clear the game, one more Far Walker's name will appear on the opening screen of the game. At this time, you can continue to choose this Far Traveler's story to experience again, or you can randomly experience the story of another Far Traveler.
The game will also display the number of times the player has cleared the level, as well as the name of the Far Traveler who has cleared the level.
Gonggong has completed the game twenty-three times, but he has experienced the story of only one Far Traveler, and that is Shu Guang.
Seeing this, Lao Wang couldn't help but sigh, this is true love.
By the time the game restarted, Gonggong had wiped away his tears and said to himself: "I can do it this time! I've tried it twenty-three times, I can do it!"
[Don't force yourself, Gonggong, give up. Bar. ]
[For the first time, I hope the anchor will stop playing games. Take it, it's my money and stop playing with it. 】
(System announcement: The Golden Leziman has given the captain a gift)
【Go offline, Gonggong, it’s time to rest. 】
(System announcement: Gonggong’s own mother gave the captain as a gift.)
【What kind of bad names do you have! It's not enough to take advantage of others, right? 】
(System announcement: Gonggong’s daughter presented the captain as a gift.)
Seeing these people frantically giving Gonggong money, Lao Wang felt that the players in this world would be a little distorted.
Gonggong blew his nose hard and said firmly: "It's okay, I can do it!"
"Shuuang!"
In the salt lake, which was like a mirror, Gonggong instantly broke his guard after seeing the shining human figure. , and then burst into tears again.
Unlike Gong Gong who cried bitterly, the protagonist of the game seemed to know what happened next.
He patted Gonggong's character in a friendly manner, then took Gonggong's hand and walked slowly over the salt lake.
The ripples spread out under their feet, and their shadows were clearly reflected on the lake. Every frame was as beautiful as a mural.
Unlike the far-travelers that Lao Wang saw, Shuguang's way of communicating with people is light.
The light kept changing in his hands, changing images in the air like fireworks, sometimes showing a smile, sometimes shaking his head helplessly.
Although they are both Far Travelers, the two Far Travelers have obviously different personalities and different attitudes.
The only thing they have in common is that they are extremely persistent in the distant hall. No matter what, they will go to that hall to face their fate.
After watching it carefully for a while, Lao Wang could probably understand why Gonggong could accumulate such high popularity in such a short period of time.
Someone has already pointed out the state of Gonggong at this time, which is "all emotions, no acting skills."
And "Remember Me" is also a game that is "all about emotion, almost no design". This emotion resonates with Gonggong's emotion, conveying the emotion that the game wants to convey in a more real way, and making Every viewer can feel it.
In the Internet age where acting is all about acting, this feeling is so sincere that people dare not look directly at it, and it also laid the foundation for Gonggong's success.
Shaking his head gently, Lao Wang knew that he couldn't learn it.
Some things really depend on talent. It didn't take long for the other party to show off as a host, which shows that he is indeed a talented person.
After watching quietly for a while, Lao Wang exited Gonggong's live broadcast room and started the live broadcast again.
He knew that no matter how much he broadcasted, he would never be as popular as Gonggong, but he never thought about switching to another game.
He just wanted to read the story of his far traveler and remember his name.
(End of chapter)