MTL - The Police Called Me For The Filing, Revealing Me, A Master-Chapter 1 It's just a meal
Chapter 1 Just for dinner
Rongyang City, in the shaded community
Su Yun looked at the dazzling live broadcast content and exhaled lightly.
"It's been a month since I was reborn... It seems that if you want to make money quickly in this parallel world, you have to start a live broadcast first."
It has been more than a month since he was reborn in this world. Although the people are still the same people, the parallel world has undergone some changes after all, but he also has a general understanding of some situations in this world.
To put it simply, this world called Blue Star is no different from the previous Earth, Su Yun is still Su Yun, relatives and friends have not changed, and the history of the world has not deviated too much.
On the contrary, the live broadcast industry is extremely prosperous.
In this world, as long as you start a live broadcast, you can get a subsidy from the platform. Although it is very small, it is not a problem to maintain your life.
If you want to make a little money, live streaming is the fastest way.
"The content of the live broadcast is full of flowers, games, outdoors, decryption... All kinds of professions are basically prosperous. If you want to catch fire in this situation, it is basically impossible."
Su Yun glanced at the webpage, frowning in thought.
Today's live broadcast industry is too developed, and each field has its own big anchor, almost forming a monopoly.
If you choose to live broadcast in the direction of the public, although you can earn some extra money, it has no characteristics after all, and it is easy to lose sight of everyone.
but…
"What if it's in the direction of childhood fantasy?"
Su Yun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he thought of a good direction for the live broadcast.
A fantasy about childhood secondary school!
"Everyone has a martial arts dream, and I'm afraid everyone is no exception. Whether it's holding a stick as a sword when you were a child, or looking for reeds and trying to cross the river with one reed, this should be a fantasy that everyone has had... If you can realize this If the direction is made, the effect should not be bad!"
Su Yun said to himself, he thinks this kind of live broadcast direction is very feasible.
Of course, the above things are quite difficult to do, but Su Yun knows that it is easier.
That's it - play poker!
It's not a table game like Dou Dizhu, but flying poker out to the point where picking flowers and flying leaves can hurt people.
"Try it."
Su Yun chuckled and opened his live broadcast room.
Title: From scratch, train flying card injuries!
It's a pity that as a new anchor, there is not much traffic in the early stage, but Su Yun doesn't care, his biggest advantage is persistence.
After pointing the camera at himself, Su Yun's slender and long fingers randomly grabbed a stack of poker, and with a slight push of his thumb, Su Yun held an Ace of Hearts in his hand.
"What is the anchor doing?"
In the empty live broadcast room, a barrage floated across the screen.
Su Yun glanced at it and said with a smile: "Hello, water friend, the anchor wants to cut cucumbers with playing cards."
"ah?"
Shuiyou was obviously stunned.
Su Yun didn't care either. He tied a cucumber to the solid wood stump with a rope, clamped the middle of the Ace of Hearts with his index finger and middle finger, bent slightly, and flicked it lightly.
The poker bounced straight out, rolled a few times in the air, and finally landed less than one meter away from Su Yun.
Obviously, it failed the first time.
"Is the anchor joking?" The barrage questioned.
But Su Yun looked at the poker on the ground thoughtfully. Although he failed just now, he could feel the reason for the failure just now.
The way of exerting force is not right.
Flying poker, both strength and skill are indispensable. If you can't find a way to exert strength, it is impossible for the cards to fly out no matter what.
He drew out an Ace of Spades again, this time the index finger and **** did not clamp the middle of the poker, but clamped the corners, switching from flicking to flicking.
This time, the card was obviously able to fly, but it also stumbled in the mid-air path, barely flying to the edge of the cucumber.
Next, third, fourth, fifth...
The speed of Su Yunfei's playing cards is getting slower and slower, he seems to be immersed in this feeling, looking for the right strength and angle every time, until he makes his playing cards more powerful.
The poker flying in the air slowly changed its route.
If it was messy at the beginning, then in the next few cards, the flight path of poker gradually became straightforward and faster and faster.
At the end, Su Yun subconsciously drew the next card, but he didn't feel anything in his hand.
He was taken aback, only to realize that several decks of playing cards had been used in sevens and eighties, and nearly three hours had passed.
"It seems that today's live broadcast is over."
Su Yun said something to the live broadcast room.
"Why didn't the anchor pick up the lost poker and continue to use it?" Another question came from the barrage.
This was beyond Su Yun's expectation. He thought the audience had already left, but he didn't expect that they were still there.
Su Yun explained: "Playing cards that have been used once will break and become soft, which is not conducive to the novice like the anchor to continue flying."
"What time does the anchor start broadcasting?"
"It's two o'clock in the afternoon, I need to buy some more poker cards."
"Then see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow."
【You have closed the live broadcast room, the duration of this live broadcast: 3 hours. 】
【Number of viewers: 10】
Because the speed of the flying cards was getting slower and slower, sometimes it took several minutes to immerse myself in it to find the skills, as well as the posture and direction of the flying cards, so it took a full three hours for a few decks of playing cards.
After turning off the live broadcast, Su Yun was slowly fascinated by the hanging cucumber.
I always feel that my progress seems to be greater than expected.
What will happen if it comes later?
He is looking forward to it.
…
the next day.
Su Yun, who bought a few new cards with live broadcast subsidies, started the live broadcast on time. The number of viewers was still ten, but that loyal viewer came again.
Su Yun smiled, greeted him, and then continued to practice.
This time the flying card technique has improved significantly compared to yesterday. A flying card was thrown out by Su Yun, and the playing card drew an arc in the air, and finally hit the hanging cucumber with a slam, so that the rope was constantly shaking. swing.
However, due to lack of strength, nothing happened.
Su Yun frowned at this, thoughtful.
Soon, he entered a special state like yesterday.
Perhaps for him, strength is not the key, the most important thing is skill?
Thinking so, a deck of poker flew out again.
Then the third day, the fourth day...
Until the fifth day.
Maybe due to Su Yun's unique live broadcast style, the number of people in the live broadcast room is barely more. Although it still looks tepid, there are obviously more bullet screens, and they are all negative comments.
"The anchor is hanging out?"
"The anchor is obviously a novice, don't even think about cutting it after a year or so."
"It's boring to throw it away or not."
"Cut cucumbers with cards, it seems that only some martial arts masters can handle it? Anchor, are you sure you can do it after five days of training?"
Scattered doubts came, but Su Yun didn't see them.
He holds the last card in his hands.
After five days of training, poker is already very familiar to Su Yun, especially this last card, which made him feel a special feeling.
My hand seems to have turned into a bow ready to go. The moment I put my hand on my shoulder, it is like a tight bowstring ready to go, full of tension.
And poker is arrows!
Whoosh—!
The Ace of Spades shot out suddenly, making a clear trajectory in the air, just like a swinging arrow, spinning all the way, and finally with a click, the poker cut into the cucumber.
(end of this chapter)
