Chapter 202: Chapter 143: Great Success (Second Update)_1
March 3rd, Sunday.
For the first ti, Wang sat down in front of the TV with his girlfriend, Zhao, turned on the set, and began to watch the program.
The TV in his ho had only been turned on twice this year, once for the Spring Festival Gala, and now for this.
For tonight, he, a perennial no-show, had already prerecorded a video in advance and scheduled it to send, while he himself sat in front of the TV, awaiting the start of the program.
He tuned the television to Rong City TV’s public channel, which should have been broadcasting the news at this ti, but now it was replaced by another program.
That was “Who is the Champion”.
This program was co-produced by Fang Cheng Studio and Multi-Dinsional Club, based on a ga competition show of a ga called “Quiet Cultivation” under Fang Cheng Studio. The competition elents were minor, while the entertainnt content was more substantial.
For confidentiality, even Wang Say Gas hadn’t seen the final edited version before this, so he was sowhat worried about the final result, fearing the editors might include his sneaky yet slightly bashful personality.
Zhao, unlike the anxious Wang, was much more relaxed.
Watching the ads before the program, cracking sunflower seeds she said, “You better perform well later, I even told people my boyfriend would be on TV tonight.”
“It’s all prerecorded, how could I possibly perform?” Wang replied helplessly.
“I don’t care, I haven’t asked much of you usually, but you must do this one well.”
“… I’ll do my best.”
“And are you sure you’re the main character? It would be embarrassing if you only showed your face for five seconds.”
“… I’ll do my best.”
With a nervous heart, the program finally began.
The faces of dozens of players appeared on the screen, each with their own number and code na.
The voice of Coach Lin, the comntator, started, explaining the rules and the content of the contest.
After a brief explanation of the rules, the first match unfolded imdiately without delay.
It was clear that the editors knew the strengths of their program and understood which part was most attractive to the audience.
That was the gaplay footage!
Gaplay is the most direct display part of a ga. Excellent ga footage doesn’t need any comntary or language; just watching the characters move can let people feel the charm within it.
The first match was, conveniently, Heavenly Demon mode.
The huge Ape Demon, appearing as the Heavenly Demon, displayed a majestic appearance that was fierce but not terrifying, with its enormous physique slowly revealed, each strand of fur showcased by the cara, showing a film-like effect on television.
After the Heavenly Demon’s arrival CG finished playing, Wang watched for a while, and then knew it should be stable this ti.
The editor was average, but had a good sense of what to showcase.
He rembered this match because it was one of the earliest and everyone played more conservatively; it should have been sowhat dull.
However, the editor understood that the program should highlight the actual footage and the players’ antics.
Moreover, they had to make sure the audience knew they were ssing around, otherwise the players might seem a bit foolish.
They couldn’t afford to evenly distribute cara ti and had to show how the defeated players were beaten. It was like dancing with chains on, yet the editor managed to produce a decent effect.
At least after the first match, Wang was sure even new viewers could understand the gaplay and the intended effect of the show.
Following brief comnts, the players finally began their introductions, each getting an extra dozen or so seconds for a close-up, helping the audience connect them with their in-ga performance.
And then ca the second match.
The second was the setup that easily created entertaining monts: “Helping the Evil”, but the character nas were changed to Insider to avoid tripping censors.
Even the ga’s atmosphere was adjusted to a more celebratory mood, giving the ga a brisker style and making it more likable.
The second match had the players adapted to the pace, and it was indeed more suitable for antics. The entertainers and strears’ performances finally kicked off.
A professional player, who dominated in the previous match, was sweet-talked and fooled by the hosts, and for a mont ttle gave way to wit, keeping the viewers engrossed knowing the outco, while even Wang himself who had experienced it couldn’t help but laugh.
Zhao laughed even more exaggeratedly beside him.
Seeing soone trick a player to death, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter, pointing at the fooled player and saying, “That guy’s so clueless, tricked twice and still not catching on! What’s he using for a brain, a 3.5-inch floppy disk? Hahaha!”
Wang looked helplessly at Zhao, “That guy is .”
“I know, I can see the ID, which makes it even funnier! Just thinking that this guy dares to call himself a technical broadcaster makes it sillier. Hahaha, I can’t take it!”
Watching Zhao laugh until she was out of breath, Wang felt sowhat insulted.
After her laughter, Zhao wiped her tears and continued watching the contest, still eager for more after two matches.
Two matches were the limit for what a program could accommodate, after all, at nearly forty-five minutes each, two matches made for an hour.
Usually, she only saw Wang playing Heavenly Demon mode and thought “Quiet Cultivation” was straightforward.
But today, she realized there was lots of fun stuff in it and planned to play a round for Wang later.
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