Chapter 146

The short message added an extra layer of mystery to the lively livestream room. The livestreaming industry in 2015 was still in its development stage and was far from having the popularity it has now. The traffic-driving effect of a rocket was also far better than the 'Carnival' storms that flood the screen at every turn today. More viewers poured into the livestream room, and the bullet comments became even more lively.

Du Diao Hanjiang and Brother Deep Affection's thin words could not fully describe the situation that day, so they directly released the livestream recording from that time.

This recording was something they had managed to find with great difficulty. The resolution was not high, only 360p, but it did not affect the current viewers' ability to see clearly what happened back then.

In the footage, A-Qiang, wearing a windbreaker, held the selfie stick high. The dim sunset cast long, dark shadows of A-Zhen beside him and the stone statues behind them, resembling a black forest. Between the gaps of light and shadow, the various Vajras all glared, and the auspicious beasts and dragons all raised their brows. The bullet comments below the livestream room scrolled continuously, with only the message from the VIP user who had tipped the rocket pinned at the top.

The ID of this user was: 【Po Guan】

"'Po Guan?'" Park Changfan felt the ID was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.

After watching for a while on Du Diao Hanjiang and Brother Deep Affection's side and finding it boring, he switched his perspective back to the female host's side, thinking of looking at Xia Chong's long white legs to soothe his eyes. As it turned out, the three female hosts were also watching the livestream recording from that year together.

A-Zhen and A-Qiang were thanking the boss for the tip while walking around the small courtyard with the selfie stick, bringing the faces of the stone statues close to the camera so that the viewers in the livestream room could see them more clearly.

The number of viewers attracted by the rocket was not small, causing the bullet comments to refresh faster and faster. Some were just joining in the fun and jeering, but the main focus was still on questioning, because some nosy viewers specifically clicked into the personal homepage of the boss who tipped the rocket and found that the user with the ID 'Po Guan' had a completely blank profile.

Under the default pigeon avatar, neither gender nor birthday was filled in, and there was no mention of a zodiac sign. There was only a lonely two-character ID. His follow list was entirely composed of female hosts who could only stream late at night, yet he didn't even have a single fan badge. The only fan medal he had obtained today was from A-Qiang's livestream room, which meant that until that rocket tonight, he had always been a pure 'freeloader'.

"Damn, they aren't even trying to act."

"I thought it was some master from the outside world, turns out it's a script."

"If you're going to tip to drive traffic, at least buy a decent account? A 'three-no' burner account is too insincere."

"Dock the operations team's pay."

As Po Guan's background was investigated, such bullet comments gradually increased in the livestream room. Seeing that a wave of denouncing the hosts was about to form, A-Zhen felt anxious inside, but she had no good way to clarify, so she had to ask the boss with lowered eyes if he could come out and say something.

The sky grew darker. A-Qiang couldn't care about all this; he held the selfie stick, pulled A-Zhen, and walked toward the outside of the courtyard, wanting to reach the small stream outside the town before it got dark to set up camp and prepare for the night.

But as soon as they turned around, the couple froze in place. Their legs felt as if they were filled with lead and wouldn't move. Expressions of terror appeared on the man and woman's faces one after another.

Immediately after, a shrill scream rang out in front of the tens of thousands of viewers in the livestream room:

"Ahhhhhhh——————!"

That was A-Zhen's scream. In the 360p low-definition footage, she was seen screaming in terror with her mouth wide open, two lines of tears falling at the same time. A-Qiang was so startled that he took a few steps back, stumbling and nearly falling to the ground, and the phone fixed to the selfie stick also fell to the ground.

After a dizzying spin, the footage finally stabilized. The phone camera on the ground looked up at the dim sky. Not far away, there was a gap in the courtyard wall made of earth bricks that had been washed away by a rainstorm; the two had entered the courtyard through that gap earlier.

At this moment, a straight human figure was seen standing quietly by the collapsed courtyard wall, hands clasped in a Zen seal, Buddha light behind the head, the kind and compassionate face submerged in shadow. It was shockingly... the stone Bodhisattva that had been standing in the middle of the road earlier. The livestream room was in an uproar.

At this time, the user with the ID 'Po Guan' finally sent another bullet comment: "Leave quickly."

"Thanks for the master's guidance!"

A-Qiang didn't dare to delay any longer; he didn't even have time to pick up the phone on the ground. He pulled A-Zhen, whose legs had gone soft, and ran blindly toward the other side of the courtyard wall, disappearing from the frame. Only the tens of thousands of viewers in the livestream room were left looking at the collapsed courtyard wall and the motionless stone Bodhisattva. The orange sun fell from the sky, and a strange atmosphere lingered in the half-bright, half-dark footage.

The sound of A-Zhen and A-Qiang's footsteps as they hurried away through the weeds gradually disappeared. In the courtyard filled with human shadows, only the sound of the wind blowing through the ruins and swirling dust remained.

Suddenly, there was a crisp 'crack' sound from somewhere outside the frame, and the livestream room's footage went completely black. At the end of the recording, the platform displayed: 【The host has gone off work~】, and a series of 'WTF's scrolled across the screen in turn.

"Alright, this recording ends here."

After the recording finished playing, the three female hosts sitting in the car reappeared in front of the viewers. Seeing Xia Chong's two long white legs and Xiao Ke and Tang Xin's soft-girl makeup again, the tension in Park Changfan's heart eased quite a bit. He sat up halfway from the bed and turned on the light in the bedroom.

Xiao Ke and Tang Xin's voices continued to come from the headphones; they were discussing the recording.

Xiao Ke, who had twin tails in the same style as Hatsune Miku, said first: "In the last few seconds of this recording, there was a 'crack' sound in the footage as if something had shattered, like someone had smashed a phone?"

"But no one was filmed in the footage at the time, which means the person who smashed the phone did it in a place the camera couldn't see." Xiao Ke pressed her pink skirt hem against her legs wrapped in white silk stockings to avoid a wardrobe malfunction, thinking and saying: "I think it was A-Qiang or A-Zhen who smashed the phone. Didn't you notice that the livestream was interrupted shortly after they disappeared from the frame?"

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Although the footage of A-Zhen being scared to tears and A-Qiang nearly falling was very realistic and showed no traces of acting, Xiao Ke and Tang Xin were streamers themselves and knew well that people who want to become famous can go to any lengths to create gimmicks and drive traffic. Moving a stone carving, smashing a phone, and crying in front of the camera was really nothing out of the ordinary.

These tricks were still fresh when the livestreaming industry first emerged in 2015, but by now, they couldn't even be called 'hardcore stunts'.

At least bite a lighter.

"That may be true." Xia Chong, who was sitting between the two, suddenly spoke: "But don't forget, this livestream ended in a death."

Xiao Ke and Tang Xin widened their eyes, as if waking from a dream, and looked at each other.

"Oh right..."

Later, A-Zhen died.

(End of chapter)