Chapter 389: Chapter 237 All About Emotion, No Acting (Second Update)_2
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Mists brushed past him, and strange birds lingered around them, becoming tangible musical notes that carried Wang forward, flying into the distance.
In the fairytale-like atmosphere, the lodious sound of the flute seed to follow him everywhere, making Wang feel as if he were in a dream. He hadn’t realized how he had left the land behind, continuing to fly over the sea towards the far horizon.
“Wang!”
“What the heck!”
The sudden voice startled Wang.
Turning his head, he saw his girlfriend Zhao looking at him puzzledly, asking, “What are you doing?”
“Playing a ga!”
“Oh, I thought you were cheating on . But what ga? You’ve been staring at the screen for almost an hour.”
Only then did Wang realize he might have been playing a bit too long, so long that he had even forgotten about his upcoming live streaming ti.
Leaning back in his chair, Wang stared at the screen, pondering why this was the case.
There were no exciting battles, no nuric designs so addictive one couldn’t pull themselves away, just the lodious music and flying visuals were enough to engross him – the charm of this ga was really a bit baffling.
So players might find it looks too monotonous, but Wang felt it was just right. The ga’s profound aning was precisely what he enjoyed, and it even gave him the urge to stream it live.
With regular gas, he could manage so antics, and even when there was nothing to play, he could count on his viewers to bring so fun into his stream.
But this ga was like having a dream, blurring the line between reality and fantasy, which he really liked, but he had no idea how much the viewers would get it.
After thinking for a while, Wang made a decision.
Let’s do it!
After all, he was a big-ti strear, and it was okay to be capricious once in a while!
So, when it was ti to go live, Wang opened his streaming channel, took a sip of warm water, and said to the fans flooding in, “Today, we’ll try playing…”
[“Rember ,” right? Wang, we’re long-ti fans here, let’s switch to a different ga.]
“Why? Are you guys looking down on your boy Wang? You make play horror gas all the ti and I take it, but is there a problem if I occasionally want to play a ga I like? Or are you guys convinced I’m just so uncultured Han Dynasty brute who can’t appreciate sothing refined?”]
[Don’t explode like that, man. It’s just that Gong Gong’s streaming the sa ga next door, and the show’s blowing up. You playing it now would be nothing new. Sorry for bringing up another UP’s stream.]
“It’s cool, but why though?”
[You’ll see if you look.]
Baffled, Wang temporarily paused his stream and then entered Gong Gong’s channel next door, shortly afterward discovering why it was exploding.
A viewership of thirty million was sothing he’d never seen before. The idea of having three hundred thousand concurrent viewers was unimaginable for Wang.
What on earth was going on?
“Rember ” did have good quality, but it still seed a bit niche. Such a ga shouldn’t be getting this much attention.
Now, the live feed hadn’t loaded yet, but the comnts section was flooding like a torrential downpour. The on-screen donations were everywhere, filling Wang with envy, though he knew he couldn’t reach those heights.
After all, this popularity wasn’t just exploding; it was ridiculous.
Typically, only special circumstances lead to such high viewership—often the mont when a genius strear burst onto the scene. If handled well, making it into the top hundred of the year wouldn’t be an issue.
Because Gong Gong was using Fang Cheng Studio’s account for live streaming, the original number of fans had risen from four hundred thousand to eight hundred thousand, and it was still skyrocketing.
It just… it was simply outrageous!
Examining the comnts closely, Wang noticed sothing peculiar in their content.
[Gong Gong, don’t cry, take these donations and buy so sweets.]
[Seeing you cry makes want to cry too. You usually laugh at tragedies, showing three lines of wrinkles, why are you crying like this over a ga?]
[All emotion, no acting, it’s like you’re recalling your own kin.]
Finally, when the live streaming footage loaded, Wang saw the stream was split into two layers: one with the ga’s live feed and the other showing Gong Gong’s real-ti expressions.
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At this mont, Gong Gong was crying her eyes out, with tears and snot streaming down uncontrollably.
Clutching the ga controller, she sobbed and said, “Why, why did you do it? It would have been so good if you ca back, just holding on a bit longer might have made things alright, why did you?”
The end credits were already playing on the ga screen, with the nas of Far Travelers rising up on the display, representing how many Far Travelers had co to this place.
After watching all the nas, Gong Gong wiped away her tears, re-entered the ga, and started another round.
Every ti the ga is cleared, an additional Far Traveler’s na would appear on the opening screen of the ga; at that point, one could choose to once again experience the story of that Far Traveler or randomly experience another’s.
The ga also displayed the number of tis the player had cleared it, as well as the nas of the Far Travelers they had cleared it with.
Gong Gong had cleared the ga twenty-three tis but had only experienced the story of one Far Traveler, and that was Shu Guang.
Seeing this, Wang couldn’t help but feel moved, thinking to himself, this is what true love is.
By the ti the ga restarted, Gong Gong had already wiped away her tears and said to herself, “I can do this! I’ve done it twenty-three tis already, I can!”
[Don’t force yourself, Gong Gong, let it go.]
[It’s the first ti I wish the strear would stop playing. Here, take my money, and then stop playing.]
(System Announcent: Jin the Happy Go Lucky has gifted a Captain mbership.)
[Log off, Gong Gong, you need to rest.]
(System Announcent: Gong Gong’s Real Mom has gifted a Captain mbership.)
[What kind of lousy nas are you all picking! Not satisfied with just taking advantage, are you!]
(System Announcent: Gong Gong’s Real Daughter has gifted a Captain mbership.)
Seeing these people crazily spending money on Gong Gong, Wang felt that maybe the world’s gars were a bit twisted.
But Gong Gong fiercely blew her nose and said determinedly, “It’s okay, I can do this!”
“Shu Guang!”
Gazing into the mirror-like salt lake, the mont Gong Gong saw the shimring human figure, her defenses collapsed, and she broke down into tears once again.
Unlike the weeping Gong Gong, the Shu Guang in the ga seed to know what had happened after.
He patted Gong Gong’s character in a friendly manner, then took her hand and slowly walked above the salt lake.
Ripples spread out from under their feet, their shadows reflecting clearly on the surface of the lake, each fra as beautiful as a mural.
Unlike the Far Traveler Wang had t, Shu Guang communicated with light.
The light constantly changed in his hands, like fireworks transforming in the sky, at tis revealing a smiling face, at tis shaking his head helplessly.
Though both were Far Travelers, the two had distinctly different personalities, and the attitudes they displayed were not the sa.
The one thing they had in common was their tenacity towards the distant temple; no matter what, they would both make their way to that temple, to face their destiny.
After watching for a while, Wang sowhat understood why Gong Gong had been able to gain such massive popularity in such a short ti.
So people had already pointed out Gong Gong’s current state, saying it was “all emotion, no acting.”
And “Rember ” was a ga that was “all emotion, almost no design.” The emotions of the ga resonated perfectly with Gong Gong’s, bringing out the sentint the ga intended to convey in a more genuine fashion and allowing every viewer to feel it.
In an internet age full of acting, this earnest emotion was painfully sincere and laid the foundation for Gong Gong’s success.
Shaking his head gently, Wang knew he couldn’t emulate her.
So things really depend on talent; Fang Cheng had shown great potential soon after becoming a broadcaster, proving to be an exceptionally talented individual.
After silently watching for a while, Wang left Gong Gong’s live stream and started his own broadcast again.
He knew no matter how he stread, he would never reach the popularity Gong Gong had, but he never thought about changing to another ga either.
He just wanted to see the story of his Far Traveler and then rember their na.
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