"What's the situation?"

"Is this a movie or a war? If you make a movie, the special effects are too realistic. ”

"No, if you're making a movie, the special effects only need to capture the actors' movements, and the rest is done in post-production. Two possibilities, or not, Gabriel took the traditional stunt route; Otherwise, this is not acting at all, but - real guns. ”

"Brother in front, did you say Gabriel was at war? The scene where he was shot was a real shot? ”

"Beautiful anchor, you can make it clear, are you making a movie?"

…… On Renkook's network, starting from Angel Island, Lang Zhan is a legendary existence. And later in the Battle of Zhongshan Island, because of the live broadcast of the war, he became even more famous and became the biggest star who was not a star. What is the most prominent label of a big star? Popularity, that is, traffic. Popularity may seem unreal, but at certain times, it can burst with tremendous energy, such as right now.

Thanks to word-of-mouth and the speed of network communication, it didn't take long for the "Bicqueline" live broadcast room to be overcrowded, and the traffic was doubling at a doubling rate.

Yanjing, in the headquarters building of Longcheng Information Technology Co., Ltd., Huang Yiming, the technical director, was wearing a suit, drinking coffee while doing nothing, and at the same time shopping around the live broadcast columns and rooms under the Longcheng live broadcast platform. "Today seems to be another ordinary day," he muttered to himself, and as soon as he put down his coffee cup, the phone in front of him rang. The call was from the company's CEO Lin Junyun, he didn't dare to slack off, and quickly picked up the mobile phone and chose to answer: "Hello Mr. Lin." ”

"Director Huang, are you in the company?"

"Yes."

"So it seems you already know?"

Although it was only two short sentences, Huang Yiming could already feel that Lin Junyun on the other end of the phone was in a very good mood, and he was feeling strange, Lin Junyun continued: "Director Huang, this is the pride of all our Longcheng people, which means that from today on, we have surpassed all our competitors and become the largest live broadcast platform in China with the largest single-day traffic——"

When Huang Yiming heard this, he finally understood the reason for the matter. Excitement is inevitable, but more often than not, doubts. Because before that, in terms of traffic alone, Dragon City was just barely squeezing into the top ten. Lin Junyun should be at home at this time, or in a clubhouse, or even in a tourist attraction or a lover's bed. So, how did he find out about the traffic surge? Huang Yiming is in the company, if such a situation really happens, shouldn't his subordinates report it to him as soon as possible? Huang Yiming thought about it, and hurriedly handed the phone to his left hand, and his right hand swiped on the screen for a while, first calling up the background data, and then finding out the real-time traffic. When a long number of long lengths appeared in front of him, Rao was already mentally prepared, but he was still shocked. Lin Junyun on the other side was saying something, he couldn't listen to it at all, and in his eyes, there were only those cute numbers left - "Ten million, one hundred thousand, one million-ten million?!" He first recited silently, and when he read tens of millions, he really couldn't hold back and made a sound.

On the other side, Lin Junyun heard it on the phone and laughed: "Are you looking at real-time data? Director Huang, so if I don't make this call, you don't know that we have won a new real-time traffic record? ”

"Yes, Mr. Lin. Mr. Lin, you listen to me, our real-time traffic has set a record, which is really exciting, but, but now is not the time to celebrate and be happy, our number of hosts is limited, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I can't bear such a large amount of data traffic - Mr. Lin, I have a request, I need you to give me more power, because I think that this is an opportunity for our Dragon City, an unavoidable opportunity, if we grasp it well, then our Dragon City can definitely be a monopoly from now on-" Huang Yiming is engaged in technology after all, It may be a moment of enthusiasm, but it will definitely not be messed up for a long time.

"Director Huang, I don't understand technology, you can just look at technical things. Don't worry, as long as you can ensure that the 'Bicqueline' live broadcast room is normal, everything else is easy to say - okay, you go get busy! ”

Huang Yiming hung up Lin Junyun's phone, and was about to sort out his thoughts, when one of the walkie-talkies in front of him rang: "Director, are you there?" The temperature of the No. 16 host is abnormal. After investigation, the live broadcast column of 'Bi Quelin' has the problem of overflow, and we have divided it, but the effect is not great. I don't know if it was a technical glitch or other reasons, but the number of people in her room was more than 100 times more than usual...... Director, I'm requesting a technical restart of 'Bicqueline'—"

The so-called "technical restart" is actually to clear out the netizens who are currently watching the live broadcast by disconnecting the Internet. Huang Yiming was anxious when he heard this, and when he picked up the walkie-talkie, he shouted: "Zhang Jian? ”

"Director?"

"Do you know what you're doing?" After Huang Yiming used this sentence to make Zhang Jian lose his voice, he picked up another walkie-talkie, pinched the send button and shouted: "Everyone in the technical department listens, from now on, except for the sixteenth server, starting from the first server, carry out the cleaning work, and persuade those rooms with no more than 1,000 spectators to stop——"

"Director, this will cause disputes, if the anchors ask for compensation-" A technician questioned.

"Then compensate them! Brothers, you know, we are making history right now. Okay, let's get to work, start with server 1, as long as it is cleaned, it will be connected to server 16 immediately. In addition, please take immediate action by the network administrators and customer service personnel, and use private chat to persuade those netizens in the 'Bi Quelin' room to send less barrage......"

In the Tatar Palace, Bi Kqueline's face was still full of tears, but her expression became resolute. "If Gabriel is really dead, let him live forever because of my video clips!" She muttered to herself, dispatched the drone on the scene, and began to pursue the best shooting angle.

Even at -8 times the speed, it would take no more than a second for the four bullets to fly from the muzzle of the gun to the target - Lang Zhan was too close to the single-family building. Ren Jun rushed out, he couldn't feel the trajectory of the four bullets, but he could tell where things had gotten by the previous gunshots. The sound of gunfire lingered, and Lang Zhan lay motionless on the ground - he knew he couldn't catch up. "Ahh He opened his mouth and let out a scream, the corners of his eyes cracked, and blood flowed out. If Lang Zhan really died, no matter what reason or that, it would be a great shame for their Weiyang Palace bodyguards.

"Commander-in-Chief!" "Team Lang!" At the same time, several dragon flags and several war wolves also rushed out, one of which was a dragon flag, jumped up directly after running two steps, and then threw himself at Lang Zhan.

It was also a Tatar Palace, but it was a room underground, and the vice president suddenly shuddered. She immediately got up from her chair, looked left and right uneasily, and said, "Strange, I suddenly feel a little cold—"

At the door of the room, Old Man Qin was sitting there, he was originally doing a posture of closing his eyes while the old god was there, and after the vice president stood up, he first frowned, and then twisted the thumb of his right hand, the middle finger and the index finger together. After two twists, his face changed dramatically and his eyes opened.

To the south of Inkook, on a mountain completely covered in green, Jing Ke was carrying a backpack and walking up a mossy stone staircase. Suddenly, his chest tightened for no apparent reason, his left foot was weak, he lost his center of gravity, and he almost slipped down the stone steps. With his ability, it is not difficult to adjust back. It's just that after returning from the adjustment, he knew that it was impossible for this kind of change to occur for no reason, so he stopped and wrinkled his eyebrows and thought about it, and said to himself: "According to the time, it should be related to Lang Zhan and Zhao Shilong." Could it be that Zhao Shilong really did Lang Zhan? No, although Zhao Shilong's kung fu is good, he lacks actual combat experience and lacks murderous energy, so he shouldn't be able to win the battle. Did Lang Zhan kill Zhao Shilong? What's more, there is no oath between me and Zhao Shilong, whether he is dead or alive, it won't have much to do with me......"

Back at the scene, just when Ren Jun and the others were feeling desperate, Lang Zhan finally made a move. The sword of Damocles was pulled from his waist by him, and he lifted it.

In a single-rise building, a middle-aged man is sweating profusely as the blood in the cup flies towards the old object. On the ancient objects "Southeast, South, Northwest" and the four ancient characters of Renguo, the three words "East, West and North" are flashing with a layer of red light, and there is a misty halo escaping. There was silence above the "south", and the blood driven by the middle-aged man touched it, not seeping into it, but sliding over it. After sliding over, somehow, the blood that had been so energetic and even jumping began to clot and began to turn black, and it was visibly wasted. The middle-aged man had taken another half cup of blood, but at this time he had only used one-tenth of it, which was what made him sweat profusely. "No, he's in a coma now," the middle-aged man muttered to himself as he looked at the real-time footage on the computer screen. In the next moment, when he saw the sword of Damocles on the screen, which looked a little blurry, he was stunned and felt a little wrong. While he was still in a daze, the tip of the Sword of Damocles began to glow golden in all directions. The moment he saw the golden light, he only felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then he couldn't help but vomit out a mouthful of blood. "Bang Bang Bang-" There was a crisp explosion sound, and all the three ancient characters of Renguo on the ancient objects of "East, West and North" cracked, and the halo emitted disappeared at once. The middle-aged man was stunned by the changes that had occurred in the old objects, and by the time he reacted, the old objects had already dissipated their brilliance, and they had truly become an old object with a dark color. "My Heavenly Compass! My Heavenly Compass! The middle-aged man hissed and pounced.

Lang Zhan was still lying on the ground, and he didn't make any other movements except to raise the sword of Damocles. However, when a ball of golden light bloomed on the tip of the sword, whether it was Ren Jun at the scene, those wolf warriors, Dragon Banner, or Bi Quelin in the Tatar Palace, or tens of millions of Renguo netizens in front of computers or mobile phones, they all had a very mysterious feeling, thinking that this battle, Lang Zhan and Crimea's side had already won.