Dreadful Radio Game Chapter 8: At the end of the train, garbage dump!

The eyes of the broadcast suddenly moved away from the real world, and the impact on the entire audience circle was huge. If at the beginning, only big-time audiences and some high-level audiences with special channels can feel it.

So,

As listeners who were originally on the mission of the story world began to be sent back to the real world in batches at almost the same time, the "abnormal" behavior of broadcasting was considered to have really caused huge waves.

Usually, broadcasting has not done "stop broadcasting and rest", but at least during those few times, everything is still proceeding in an orderly and calm manner. Broadcasting is like a gentleman, maintaining a good posture to temporarily quit. Everyone's eyes then appeared on time after an appointment.

This time, it seemed a bit too hasty and a little embarrassed, the kind of unhurriedness that I had before, this time, it seems that I can't see it.

The ongoing task was terminated, and the task that was originally scheduled and notified is now being postponed indefinitely. This feeling is like when the Chinese people woke up one morning in 1991 and suddenly learned that the previous one next door The big brother who loved and hated suddenly collapsed overnight.

The audience circles in the East and the West and even the whole world are in a strange silence at this time. Everyone is waiting and waiting for the follow-up exhibition of the situation. Everyone seems very cautious.

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On the roof of a homestay near the Erhai Lake, the fat man who was almost turned into a humanoid self-propelled gun in the scenic spot recently became rare and quiet. He sat obediently with the monk and Buddha, drinking tea, saying that he was watching the sea. But in fact, it was nothing more than that on this day when the future was suddenly unknown, the three brothers got together and held a group for warmth. Together with the Da Bai who lived there, it was four people gathered.

"It doesn't seem to be that simple."

The three summarized the news they learned through their channels without a sentence. Finally, the monk came to a conclusion like this,

"Hundred-legged insects die but are not stiff, even the most shabby people will swell their faces in the relationship between people and make them fat. Back then, Puyi was driven out of the palace and rented in someone else’s house during the holidays. Make a big visit, let the group of old elders from the Manchu Qing Dynasty kneel in front of them and watch them three times. The poor monks do not believe that broadcasting will really fall to this point."

Whether it is a story world that ends suddenly or an indefinitely postponed scheduled story world arrangement, they all show a sense of "random and chaos".

If the audience circle is compared to a country, the radio is a dictator. If the dictator slowly decays and perishes step by step, then the masses under him will naturally be overjoyed, but like this The dictator seemed to be about to gg all night, and the head of the city was about to change the king's flag. Even the people who had been squeezed in the past could not restrain themselves from worrying.

"It makes sense, even if broadcasting encounters a major problem, I don’t think it should be so embarrassed, unless it deliberately wants to completely destroy the fear it has imprinted in our souls for so many years. It’s not in line with the aesthetics of broadcasting, it’s really incompatible."

Father touched his nose, and there was beer on the table. He didn't like it very much. In other words, after the advanced stage, he was not so kind to alcohol.

"The aesthetics of broadcasting?" The fat man repeated at this time, "It is indeed a bit wrong. Although we all know that broadcasting is supreme, I also feel that broadcasting is actually a character. I cannot say that he is a person, but He has some of the hobbies and pleasures that a person can have, but when it is from a human perspective, it should not suddenly make such a move, even if it encounters no matter how difficult and crisis it is.

Once we listeners lose their inherent fear of it, it will undoubtedly be more difficult for broadcasters in the future story world to calmly let the listeners create those fun and storytelling for it. Big. "

"Amitabha, but all our current speculations based on the abnormal performance of the broadcast are derived from a basic point, that is, the abnormality of the broadcast, but if the broadcast is really in trouble, So he really has no time to take care of it?" The monk suddenly said at this moment,

"For example,

For broadcasting... life and death crisis? "

Dali's ultraviolet rays are abundant, and it is easy to sunburn tourists from other places, but under the scorching sun at this time, the three people sitting on the roof without the slightest shade of sun suddenly felt a chill.

Things that can make broadcasting a life or death crisis,

What will it be?

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"Life and death crisis?"

Litchi stretched out his hand, took off a grape, slowly put it into her red lips, beside her, stood several listeners in Sichuan and near Sichuan, including Chenguang, and one of them Jin’s big-time audience, and the rest, are also at the senior audience level.

Her return is not deliberately hidden, or even low-key. The roar of the train and the sound of hitting the railroad tracks have been felt by even the big-time audience in the Western world, not to mention the domestic audience.

Because of this, not long after she came back, the nearby audience rushed over.

Among all the people present, only Lychee was sitting. Even the big-time audience in Sichuan was not seated. The identity and qualification order of the audience circle established under the fear of the broadcast can be seen at this time. , Even if broadcasting seems to have "collapsed" now, the influence of this rule is still there.

"Don't underestimate the broadcast." Lychee said this and stood up, "The matter is not as complicated as you imagined, but it is indeed a bit more exaggerated than you imagined."

Chenguang stood on the side and did not speak. The eldest sister in front of her, she would naturally say when she was willing to say something, and no one would let her speak about what she didn't want to say.

It’s just that Chenguang didn’t understand it a little bit. At this moment, the eldest sister suddenly returned. She seemed to be too deliberate, and it was not surprising that she “meeted” these listeners who were a little disturbed by the turmoil of the broadcast. In line with her usual cold style.

Of course, this may also be because I was too far away from my eldest sister before, but I have grown a little bit taller recently. Some things, looking far away and looking up close may be totally different.

Litchi seemed to be waiting for something, and everyone waited with her.

Finally, she stood up,

"Liu De, I'm begging you about Jaimemei. Find him and rescue him. I owe you a favor."

Liu De, the only big-time audience present at the scene, nodded at this time and signaled that he had accepted the request. However, the audience were all human beings, and he had just asked him to do something in Litchi. After the incident, Liu De immediately asked:

"What is the end of the train?"

When the big brother-level audience reaches a certain level of strength, they will receive train tickets, and this green-skinned train has only seen the transporter pass by, but few can come back.

This time when the lychee came back, it was a special case. The person who could come back last time was a blood corpse, but the blood corpse was crazy when he came back.

That is a place that makes people fearful. The unknown is the direct factor that can most touch people's inner fear and anxiety.

Litchi took out a wet wipe, wiped his hands, then threw the wet wipe into a paper basket under my feet, pointed and said,

"This is it."

After that, the lychee's figure disappeared in front of everyone.

Her return, her stay, naturally have her purpose, even so important that she doesn't even have time to rescue Jaimeme out of trouble by herself.

Liu De and the audience all stared at the wastebasket,

Chen Guang noticed that Liu De's face showed a touch of sadness.

The end of the train,

Is it a garbage dump?

Then the big-time listeners who used to be transported by train,

What is the equivalent?

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"Garbage is always garbage."

Su Yuhang took a deep breath, "You said, how many pairs of eyes are staring at us now?"

"It's not so much staring, it's better to say it's suffering and waiting." Liu Mengyu said.

"I have always been curious about the training model of broadcasting. While cultivating people to become stronger and stronger, at the same time, they can constantly amplify people’s fears. Even, I am willing to sit on the train. The garbage train throws itself away as garbage."

"For them~IndoMTL.com~, it’s more acceptable to be a wild cat scrabbling in the trash than to confront the radio.

Furthermore, Su Yuhang, you are really shameless. If you hadn't met ‘Zhao’, could you say that you would definitely go this way? "

"Maybe, maybe." Su Yuhang said, "There is no way to compare or hypothesize. After all, what'Zhao' represents is not just a planned poison. I'm going to the West, you're going to Xi'an. , Its toxins are almost done."

"Why don't we change it?"

"You should be aware that the goddaughter is back and she is back from the garbage dump. It is not as simple as your parents. You are more suitable to face her face to face, right?"

Liu Mengyu was noncommittal, just murmured, "She is also ready to go our way."

"The premise is that we have to lose, otherwise she will have nowhere to go." Su Yuhang suddenly sighed, exclaimed, and said, "Oh, in the blink of an eye for twenty years, our son and goddaughter will also I’m all grown up, huh, I, Su Yuhang, really never thought that one day I could have both children and daughters. Big dream, have you ever thought that there will be this day?"

"You, there is something in the words." Liu Mengyu looked into Su Yuhang's eyes and asked seriously, "Don't tell me, you regret it now."

"It's not regret, I will never regret it." Su Yuhang's ten fingers trembled gently, and a gossip array appeared under his feet, and there was a wave of spatial fluctuations all around. At the same time, there was a place in Greece. There was a slight tremor in the depths of the historic site, as if echoing. Before the figure was teleported, Su Yuhang sighed:

"Big Dream, you never thought about it. If we don't take this path, we now have a grown-up son and a beautiful and caring goddaughter. What kind of painting style would it be?"

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