Chapter 347 Controlling the audience's blood pressure helps to control the rhythm of the live broadcast
Chapter 347 Controlling the audience's blood pressure will help grasp the rhythm of the live broadcast
Author: Zhai Nan
Chapter 347 Controlling the audience's blood pressure will help grasp the rhythm of the live broadcast
In the dim abandoned casino, the strange environment exudes a terrifying atmosphere. A beam of brightness is quite bright, but the lights focused on one place are falling from under the drone suspended on the ceiling.
In the center of the light, a man in casual clothes and plastic gloves was quickly dismembering a scalpel - dissecting a mummy, peeling out the shriveled, withered internal organs and blood vessels, and muttering from time to time from his mouth.
Various terms.
And just outside of him, the light did not shine into the darkness, on both sides of a gambling table, and in the dealer's position, a female ghost in white with long hair covering her face,
Cutting and washing a pair of poker that doesn't look very normal.
There were a few chips in front of the two ghosts, but the specific styles were different. In front of the ghost, whose bodies were wrapped around tentacles stretched out from a dice with twenty-one eyes, there were six or seven chips in total.
Every type of chip is a terrifying face.
But in front of the ghost with only one hand, there was a black chip, which looked a bit ordinary.
As the dealer put the deck of poker into the dealer, the two ghosts moved at the same time. The chips in front of them were like plasticine, rubbed quickly, deformed, and finally turned into 100 coins each.
The size looks.
【What are these two ghosts playing?】
【It's too dark and can't see clearly, but I got two cards for the first time, probably not thirteen or the second one,】
[Silly [beep--] Anchor, if you don’t hit the light, who will see you dissect the mummy!]
【That's right, I want to watch the fierce ghost play cards!】
【Fuck, they have distributed three cards, is it the default anchor involved?】
...
As the barrage of the clothes flashed, everyone noticed this problem. When the anchor was burying his head to dissect, two cards were also sent to his direction by the long-haired female ghost, and with the other two ghost shadows.
Shows a horn-like momentum.
The long-haired female ghost seemed to have looked around the cards on the table, then spread out with one hand to signal the gambling ghost to bid. The gambling ghost glanced at his card and then threw out two chips.
Seeing this, the ghost hand reached out and grabbed it, and took out two chips and threw them to the gambling table. The female ghost nodded and looked at Burlit, who was dissecting the corpse.
[Anchor! The ghost is asking you to place bets!]
[Look at the cards quickly! I'm so anxious! You're watching cards!]
【What is the best way to dissect the body?】
It seemed that he was a little impatient by the barrage, Bellet frowned and said:
"Which cards are all my words to the friends, don't be superstitious and don't gamble! What? I bet without any harm... Can that be the same? Why don't you gamble for money for nothing?"
But just as Bellet said this, it seemed as if some rule had been triggered. The female ghost reached out and the audience watched a handful of white mist float on the anchor's body, and then at the card table.
On top, two large bargaining chips were formed.
Except for the face on the chips that belong to the anchor, it is almost exactly the same as the gambler’s chips!
【Fuck, those chips are those who were killed by gambling ghosts!】
[Anchors will join the game as long as they say something similar to agreeing to gambling!]
[Anchor, please don’t mention betting again!]
In the barrage, he immediately made a guess about the current situation, but Bellett didn't care at all and just said to himself:
"Look at the heart of this corpse, although it has dried up, there is obvious abnormality in the muscle texture. It should have had unnatural contractions before death. Maybe it was an injection of some special drug, or it was subjected to some kind of drug.
Stimulation leads to abnormal heart rate and eventually shock. If you look at it this way, there is a way to die if you bet too much in the casino and lose it and you don’t breathe in one breath after losing.”
Berlit muttered, and stood up and walked towards another corpse. The whole process went smoothly, without even looking up at the gambling table.
The dealer female ghost looked at the other two houses, saw them wave their hands, and pushed all the chips on the table into Feng Xue's direction. Just in front of the audience, Bellet, who had a little dim skin, immediately looked like he was
I immediately became rosy after taking some Dali pills, and even some of the original freckles and fine lines faded immediately. The beauty camera was not so fast!
【Fuck, what's going on?】
[Just bet on life? Those two ghosts didn't follow me just now, so the chips belong to the anchor!]
[Two sentences, let the ghost help me restore my youth?]
【Fuck, where is this casino coming from? I want to go too!】
[Wake up, do you have the fate of an anchor as strong as an anchor? Is there such good luck as an anchor? Is there any behind the scenes like an anchor?]
【That’s right, if you go, you will make more mummies on the ground!】
...
In the barrage, many big names have begun to make arrangements, but Bellet, who is located in the center of the incident, has no idea about it. He cuts the chest of a mummy again, marveling at the sensation.
road:
"Look at this little bitch, I'm afraid I'm not going to have to spend all my life?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dealer who had just given two more cards reached out again, but this time, he grabbed hundreds of chips from Bellet.
Bellit's appearance grew a lot older in a way that was visible to the naked eye, but he himself didn't seem to realize it, and just stretched his waist and said:
"Why did I suddenly feel a little tired...Is it because I have been staying up late to study medicine recently?"
[Anchor, look in the mirror!]
[Do you look at least 60 now?]
[Sixty? My grandfather is not that old even though he is eighty!]
"Hey, it's too much. Although I am a hard-core anchor, I can't bear it if I make a living by relying on my face. I can't bear it if I curse me!"
Bellet took out the mirror from his pocket in dissatisfaction, and at the same time, it seemed that because he pressed too much, both ghosts chose not to follow, and the hundreds of chips and the two ghosts were the ones at the bottom.
When he got inside him, Bellet looked around with a mirror, and said with a comfortable face:
"Where is old? The anchor looks like he is only eighteen years old, right? But then again, it turns out that it is true that handsome guys can make people feel refreshed. I looked in a mirror, and the fatigue just now was
All of them were swept away. Should the anchor sell some photos? With this function of relieving the lack of money, it wouldn't be too much to collect 50 credit points?"
【grass!】
【grass!】
【grass!】
Seeing that the live broadcast room had turned into a football field, Bellet sighed:
"Be civilized. Even if you don't agree with the anchor, don't do this. I think you are just jealous of the anchor being handsome! Forget it, it is common for people to be handsome and be jealous of others. The anchor doesn't care about you. Let me watch it again.
Look at how this died... Good guy, his eyes were all bursting out. I'm afraid this isn't the Four A's soothed one after another? How come he feels so tired again..."
Regarding the anchor betting on running away by himself, this is very simple, it is a question of establishing a character.
A simple consideration is whether the gambling money obtained by the anchor escape can compensate his own brand value.
Bellet is a stubborn and brave anchor. His character is to be reckless, brave, and not afraid of ghosts.
If you escape, it means that you have a house that is collapsed, which is equivalent to your subsequent live broadcast career. At the same time, you will offend companies that value your brand value, sign a sales agreement with you, offend live broadcast platforms that give you resources, or even
Offend those gamblers.
Under this pressure, if Bellet is really an ordinary anchor, he would never buy himself to run away and act, because if he doesn't buy, no one will say anything if he really runs away when he sees a ghost. At most, he is never afraid.
The ghost anchor becomes a spirit anchor, but if you buy it and run away, and finally run away, even if you are really scared away by the ghost, it is still a fake run, and an ordinary anchor can't bear it.
To sum up, it is a very small probability event that the anchor buys himself to escape and then runs away.