I’m Not a Badass

  Chapter 15 Show Your Hands

   Under the urging of the audience, Bai Mufan took out the camera and connected it to the computer, then fixed the camera on a bracket and placed it on the right side of the screen.

  He adjusted the angle and confirmed that the camera could only capture his hands on the keyboard and mouse, but not anywhere else. Then he switched the screen with confidence, zoomed out and placed it in the lower right corner of the live broadcast room.

   "How about it, can you see it?" Bai Mufan glanced at the laptop.

  I saw that the barrage in the live broadcast room stopped slightly for a moment, but a large wave of barrage broke out in the next moment!

   "Whoa whoa!"

   "awsl."

   "Mom, these hands are too pretty!"

   "Hands are so clean, white and tender!"

   "As expected of my husband Mu Mu, these hands are more beautiful than I imagined, and he must be more beautiful!"

   "Squeaky, I really want to lick it."

   "Sisters, I'm fine, how about you?"

   "Heh, I've been here twice, and you are still too young."

   "..."

   Seeing the good response, Bai Mufan was also very happy.

  Bai Mufan is still very confident in his hands. His fingers are long and slender, and there are no scars on his hands, which are very clean.

   And after the little white face system helped him optimize his body a little, his hands became whiter than before, like the hands of a pianist who has been carefully maintained, very beautiful.

  But part of the barrage also made him a little embarrassed and hot-faced. Have all the girls in this world become so dirty?

  Bai Mufan could only pretend not to see that part of the barrage, thanked the names of the audience who gave gifts, and said: "Okay, the opening has already delayed a lot of time, we have to start the game quickly!"

   As he spoke, he opened a battle royale shooting game on the desktop.

  Although this is an upside-down world, many things have not changed. For example, the type of battle royale is still a fire type, forming a "three kingdoms confrontation" competition with moba games and the entire stand-alone sector.

  Bai Mufan has been exposed to many types of games, among which he loves FPS games. The feeling of killing enemies in the rain of bullets makes his blood boil!

   "First row a few hot hands." Bai Mufan clicked on the solo row.

Not long after, the male character in leather clothes and leather pants he played came to the initial square. At the same time, characters played by other players also appeared out of thin air, crowding the square in the blink of an eye. A 30-second countdown also appeared in the center of the screen.

Bai Mufan was operating his character to jump around, familiar with the feel of the keyboard and mouse, when suddenly he saw several female characters rushing straight towards him, and at the same time, several excited or excited voices came from the earphones. female voice.

   "Mu Mu, I love you!"

   "Husband Mu Mu!"

   "Mu Mu, I will dance with you later, I will protect you!"

   "Mu Mu..."

  Bai Mufan was a little dazed, looking at "myself" surrounded by those female characters on the screen, a little at a loss.

  But the audience in the live broadcast room was happy.

   "2333333."

   "Haha, Mu Mu was discovered by a water friend again!"

   "These water friends are also in the live broadcast room, protect Mumu for us!"

   "..."

Bai Mufan also slowly reacted at this time. He glanced at the barrage on the notebook, and pretended to be angry and said: "I am a technical anchor, how can I be protected by water friends? Go away, this round I'm going to jump off the airport and fight out of the crowd to show you!"

This sentence naturally aroused ridicule and complaints from the water friends in the live broadcast room, but Bai Mufan had no time to watch it anymore, because the 30-second countdown on the screen had completely ended at this time, and his character was sitting with the other ninety-nine people. I got into the plane and flew slowly over an uninhabited desert island.

  Bai Mufan was gearing up, and jumped down decisively when the plane flew over the airport!

  The male character he was operating suddenly fell rapidly, opened the parachute when it descended to a certain height, and floated slowly towards the airport.

  Bai Mufan took the opportunity to turn the angle of view and peek behind him, and suddenly his scalp tingled—I saw a large black parachute following him, flying towards the airport in a mighty way!

"I'm going, let's make dumplings!" Bai Mufan complained casually, but his movements were not slow, he manipulated the character and landed on the roof of one of the buildings, quickly picked up a small submachine gun at his feet, and slammed it. , a shuttle of bullets swept over, and wiped out a player next to him who was rushing towards him with a frying pan and trying to hit him.

   "Thank you, Level 4." Bai Mufan accepted the opponent's frying pan with a smile.

  Actually, there was another player who fell on the roof of the building just now, but when the other player saw that he had a gun in his hand, he immediately jumped down without looking back, so now the entire resource on the roof is monopolized by Bai Mufan.

  Bai Mufan happily collected the first-level backpack, bulletproof vest, helmet set, and some supplies.

  Unfortunately, there are no good guns. There is only a shotgun that is not very useful lying quietly on the stairs. After hesitating for a while, he still picks it up. What if it is useful?

   "I'm too lazy to pick it up, let's go, let's kill people." Bai Mufan kept talking to himself.

  He remembered that a big anchor once said that you can’t talk too little when doing a live broadcast, otherwise the audience will be bored; but you can’t talk too much, otherwise the audience will find it noisy.

   You must speak in an appropriate amount. The most basic thing is to tell the audience what you think and what you are going to do, so that the audience can understand.

  When you can do the basics well, then you can learn advanced speaking skills, that is to say, some "coquettish words" that make the audience feel interesting, or do some interesting program effects, commonly known as "stalking".

   Memes can easily spread among netizens. Whenever this meme is mentioned in the future, everyone will think of the corresponding anchor, which is of great help to the reputation of the anchor.

Of course, Bai Mufan didn't have so many ideas for show. He just thought that being an anchor was a very interesting experience, so he wanted to try it out. It was enough to do the basics well, at least so that the audience in the live broadcast room would not be confused. I don't know what the anchor wants to do next.

  Bai Mufan manipulated his character aggressively to look for people everywhere at the airport. Because of his excellent marksmanship and his ability to use the terrain to avoid enemy bullets, he quickly killed three players one after another.

After killing another player, Bai Mufan packed a medical kit and was taking painkillers when suddenly a bullet shot from behind his back, his screen suddenly turned red, and the blood bar he had just replenished dropped by a half. Mostly!

   "There are still people!"

  Bai Mufan was so startled that he didn't even have time to lick the bag under his feet, so he quickly hid in the small room next to him, and listened carefully to the sound.

  A sound of footsteps was getting closer, and he was stuck at the door, and saw a female character creeping over, pointing the gun at the door of his room!

  (end of this chapter)