Chapter 10 How to Become a Die-Hard Fan
Crimson was surrounded by players and felt dizzy.
The sudden server-wide announcement contained too much information and he couldn't digest it all.
The players asked questions one after another, and he answered them in a hurry. He actually gave an answer that satisfied the players.
——The Lord appreciates hardworking players
One player even seriously analyzed the situation for Crimson:
"Crimson proactively calculated the players' initial strength values and submitted a statistical table to the Sect Master. What do you call this? Taking on tasks outside of your job description. The kind of employees the boss appreciates most are those who are diligent, capable, and self-motivated."
This player probably touched his heart, and said in a rhythmic manner: "There are a hundred players here. Except for those like Shui Jing Zhu who have special skills and can show their faces in front of the sect leader at this stage, the rest of us started from the same starting line——"
"How can we stand out from the crowd and make a name for ourselves in front of the Sect Master? We must possess an action power that surpasses other players. Simply completing basic tasks won't do the trick! We need to step up! As long as we do more, do it faster, and do it better, the Sect Master will definitely notice us!"
"In the three-dimensional world, you live a life of meekness and muddleheadedness. Don't you want to turn the tide and make a comeback in this game? We're all starting from the same point! Are you willing to accept that?"
Players: “I’m not willing to accept this!”
Jian Shiyuan:
"You three-dimensional idiots are the leaders of your industry, the elites of all walks of life. Do you think that playing games means you should degenerate and let others run over you? Even in the game, you must continue your previous glory! Tell those scumbags, even if you change the world, you will still be a nobody!"
"Should we do it?"
Players: "Roll them up! Roll them to death!"
Jian Shiyuan: Player with the ID [Hu Fugui], what is your three-dimensional profession? Why does it feel a bit like, um?
After drinking the chicken soup, the players’ morale was high.
Especially when Jian Shiyuan passed by them——
The players are performing extremely well.
Those who knew would see that they were cutting wood, while those who didn’t would probably think they were a fitness coach promoting private lessons.
Female players are fine, they are more reserved and at most speed up their movements, while male players behave in a particularly shameful manner.
The way they show their strength is unique.
Some people try to squeeze their muscles, tighten their body curves, and even deliberately strike bodybuilder poses when swinging an axe.
When Jian Shiyuan walked by, he coughed twice "inadvertently" to attract attention, then looked at him expectantly, and shook his biceps.
Jian Shiyuan:
Some people are innovating in style.
When Jian Shiyuan walked over to them, they took a deep breath, let out a loud roar, then clenched the two axes in their hands and chopped them quickly, "dong dong dong" like chopping vegetables. The axe shadows were like a phantom, and wood chips flew everywhere, falling all over their bodies.
Of course, these are nothing. In front of Song Mu, they are all younger brothers.
As an entertainer, Song Mu is well versed in the art of "torturing fans".
What does it mean to "I pretend to be relaxed just because I don't want you to worry" and "I am weak and helpless but so strong"?
When Jian Shiyuan was still five meters away from him, he began his wonderful "bitch performance".
First, he found some water and smeared it on his temples and collar, slightly ruffling his hair, pretending to be exhausted from hard work.
Waiting for Jian Shiyuan to approach——
He supported his waist with his hands, bit his lips, raised his face and looked at Jian Shiyuan, tears in his eyes, as if he had a thousand words to say, but they looked at each other in silence.
Jian Shiyuan:
Song Mu's character is portrayed as cool and beautiful, with a hint of red on the lip line and when he looks up at people, it is indeed very deceptive.
If the person in front of me was not Jian Shiyuan, I might really be deceived.
Note that the atmosphere is already full at this time.
Song Mu felt that he had completely created the image of a "strong" and "weak" disciple, and was just waiting for Jian Shiyuan to take the bait.
Whenever Jian Shiyuan suggested that he have a good rest, Song Mu would immediately "shed tears" and "righteously" refuse the Sect Master. He even thought of the lines, such as:
"No! Master, I won't rest!" (You should shed two tears at this point to enhance the atmosphere)
[Showing his noble quality of being willing to sacrifice everything for the Condensing Mist Sect]
"My companions haven't rested yet, how can I rest? Even if I die, I will complete my mission!"
[Showing care for fellow students and fulfilling one's duties]
"I also want to be a monk like you, an outstanding, noble, self-sacrificing, gentle, and knowledgeable monk. Only through the trials of 'blood and tears' can I grow, so I will never rest."
[Use every idiom you can think of to describe a person's excellent qualities, flatter him/her profusely, and elevate the theme.]
At this moment, the clan leader must be deeply moved by him, and his own image must have become exceptionally tall.
Now is the time to strike while the iron is hot and wrap things up——
He would pretend to be exhausted, and after chopping down the axe, he would fall down "weakly" with his head lowered in tears.
Give your performance a perfect ending.
Everything seems so beautiful, but things often don't go as we wish.
Song Mu's face was indeed pale, and he looked at Jian Shiyuan with tears in his eyes, but! Jian Shiyuan just left!
He's gone!
Go away!
!
Song Mu's heart was bleeding, and he felt like a fool.
Master, you can't be so cold and heartless—
There is a weak boy here waiting for your comfort!
After taking a few steps out, Jian Shiyuan heard [Gongzi Mu] crying sincerely behind him, and the smile on his face deepened a little.
He has a pure and gentle appearance, and his eyes become even warmer when he smiles.
It is difficult to accurately describe his demeanor as sentimental or heartless. He just smiles, and the smile is meaningless, but anyone can interpret what they want from his smile.
Wearing a white robe embroidered with gold, with the hem of his robe slightly fluttering, Jian Shiyuan walked past the player, leaving behind a faint scent of grass and wood.
Many players stopped communicating and stared at him quietly.
No matter how many times they looked at her, the Lord Sect Master's beauty could still take their breath away.
Shenhong thought that perhaps the world of immortals and demons could not create a more perfect NPC than Jian Shiyuan.
His beauty can be appreciated by all men and women, young and old. It is neither erotic nor heart-pounding, nor is it provocative or coveted. He is a pure display of beauty.
Just like looking at the vast ocean and the pure blue sky, you know its beauty but cannot describe it. Just seeing it makes you happy.
Jian Shiyuan raised his eyebrows and scanned the entire field. As soon as his gaze met the players, they seemed to be burned by something, and they quickly lowered their heads, rolled up their sleeves and started slashing.
I'm dying! My boss caught me slacking off at work.
Nearly a hundred players work together, the efficiency is really amazing
The logs were cut into large and small wooden boards and blocks. Mu Niu Liu Ma was directing some players to polish and apply tung oil, and then wait for them to dry naturally before assembling them.
The female player with twin ponytails and the id [外学生代理優惠+v] handed over the work in her hands and opened her mouth to say something to the player next to her, but the other person turned around and smiled at someone else.
She could only shut her mouth and watch quietly, then found a corner, sat down and looked at the damp soil on the ground, muttering to herself: "I wonder if flowers can bloom here?"
She didn't expect anyone to respond, so she shrugged her shoulders and tilted her head back, only to meet Jian Shiyuan's eyes.
Those were a pair of beautiful eyes, almost glass-like in texture, yet they didn't make people feel cold.
Jian Shiyuan noticed this lonely player.
Unlike others who were busy and excited, she sat quietly in the corner where the wood was piled, watching others playing with envy and longing.
Jian Shiyuan smiled at her and said, "There's a small, pale yellow flower here called the Mist Flower. It can grow even under ice and snow. It tastes bitter and has a warm nature. Both the flowers and leaves are edible. They have strong vitality and always bloom in large patches, which is quite spectacular."
The purchasing agent +v looked longingly and murmured: "It will be beautiful. I really want to see them bloom."
Jian Shiyuan smiled and said, "Want to see it now?"
It is not difficult to use spiritual power to grow plants. Just a little spiritual power is enough to make the whole yard full of flowers bloom.
"Ah? That's not what I meant, Master. I can wait for it to bloom. It doesn't matter whether I see it or not."
[I want to see it, I really want to see it]
Jian Shiyuan seemed to be able to hear her thoughts and said slowly, "Go ahead and see it if you want. Wait until it blooms. You may not be in the mood to appreciate the flowers as you are today. Appreciating the flowers when you want to see them bloom the most will not let them down."
"There should be its seeds in the soil."
Purchasing agent + v didn't know what Jian Shiyuan meant by this, but a strange desire arose in her heart, and she didn't dare to think further.
Jian Shiyuan just made a hand gesture, and the soil in front of him surged, and seeds fell into his palm one after another.
Those are dark round seeds
The purchasing agent + v held his breath and stared at the seeds with wide eyes.
Jian Shiyuan used Qi as a guide to activate the magic circle. The ground beneath his feet was coated with a layer of silver light, and the power to the sky suddenly gushed out. Seeds floated in the magic circle, took root, sprouted and bloomed. When the wind blew, countless yellow flowers were scattered.
The players cheered and tried to catch the scattered flowers. As long as they stretched out their hands, a few light yellow flowers would fall into their palms.
Purchasing agent + v watched the petal storm intently, her head tilted back, the vibrant wind blew across her cheek, blowing up a strand of soft hair.
Jian Shiyuan's ambiguous chuckle came from beside my ears, "Cultivation is still somewhat useful. At least you don't have to wait for the flowers to bloom."
The purchasing agent + v said "hmm" meaninglessly and focused on watching the rain of flowers. After a while, his brain finally reacted.
She pondered Jian Shiyuan's words carefully and felt her eyes getting hot. She wanted to say something but remained silent.
At this moment, she realized how pitiful she was.
Except for Jian Shiyuan, it seemed that no one had ever told her "no need to wait".
Her father often said to her: "Wait a little longer, buy it for your brother first. You are the older sister, you should give in to your younger brother."
Her boyfriend would say to her, "I want to get a treadmill for our house first. Can your easel wait?"
Her teacher would inform her: "This design exhibition will be given to my junior sister first, you can wait a little longer."
The things she urgently needed, the things she had worked hard to prepare for, the things she had dreamed of could all be easily pushed back by others, and she could only watch those things being pushed out of her sight little by little.
Jian Shiyuan did it unintentionally, but the purchasing agent + v made the association intentionally.
She burst into tears
If her life could only be like this, she would become hopeless and numb.
And Jian Shiyuan's words made her realize that there really were people in this world who didn't require her to "wait" or "give way" to them. Even if this person was just an NPC set by the program, it was enough to break her defense.
Jian Shiyuan didn't understand why the player was crying, and he had no intention of exploring other people's sadness.
Seeing how sad she was crying, Jian Shiyuan felt a little sorry for her. He held up a small flower with his spiritual power and handed it to her, "I will seal it with my spiritual power. You can keep it for a long time."
The purchasing agent + v took the small yellow flower tremblingly and held it tightly in his palm.
She looked up at Jian Shiyuan with her eyes wide open, feeling like she was about to burst into tears again in the next second.
She said, "Thank you, Master."
In fact, today is her birthday, but she didn't receive any gifts except this little flower.
At this moment, the world of immortals and demons and Jian Shiyuan have taken on a different meaning in her heart. Some people may find it ridiculous, but really, she really regards Jian Shiyuan, the virtual NPC, as her friend.
She thought, maybe she would never quit gaming in her life.
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