Chapter 4: Farewell, Babies
Despite some resistance in his heart, Shen Yiran finally accepted the premise that this was a card game.
According to the prompts of the intelligent assistant, his finger kept sliding and clicking on the screen until he read all the user instructions and service agreements, and then officially entered the gacha page.
"Dear players, welcome to the Hall of Art!"
Dressed in a white shirt and a long body, Chu Han pointed to the shocking art word in the center of the screen, and said: "Newcomer users are free to draw cards for the first time, and before drawing cards, players can choose the type of cards according to their own needs, including painting, sculpture, architecture, music, literature, dance, drama, movies, etc.
The cards are ranked from highest to lowest in order of obtaining them: E, D, C, B, A, S, SR, and SSR.
After the player successfully draws the card, he can view the resource content at any time and on any occasion. ”
After listening to the introduction of the intelligent assistant Chu Han, Shen Yiran chose the music classification without waiting for the next prompt, and then clicked on the draw without hesitation, a blue light flashed, and the first and only opportunity to draw cards for free was used in this way.
"C-Grade Music Card: The Age of Flowing White"
"Lyrics and composer: Gao Xiaosong. ”
"Original singer: Ye Bei. ”
A pale yellow card pops up on the phone page, the C in the lower right corner represents the grade of the card, and the guitar outlined by a white stick figure on the cover details the song.
Do you want to view the content of the resource?"
Hearing the prompt of the intelligent assistant, Shen Yiran immediately clicked confirm, he was impatient to hear the melody from another civilization.
"When the autumn wind stops at the ends of your hair, on the shoulders of the red sunset, you look at the clear pulse of the leaves, and she flutters in response, and you listen silently to the camel bell, like an ancient letter, you turn around, lock the door deeply, and no one asks ......"
In the faint accompaniment of the acoustic guitar, a delicate female voice sings slowly in the ear, as if in the quaint street, the sycamore and camphor on both sides are intertwined into a mottled midsummer night impression painting, and a bicycle boy in white clothes floats past the painting, and the green years pass slowly in the shy haze.
"Every time you raise your panicked face and watch the clouds rise and fall, you can't wait for spring in winter, you can't wait for autumn, you can't wait for white-headed ......"
Hearing this lyric, Shen Yiran, who was about to graduate, felt a sour nose inexplicably, he wanted to say something, but until the song was finished, he couldn't make a sound.
"Poetic, romantic, wonderful, peaceful. ”
After thinking about it for a long time, Shen Yiran's eyes were slightly red and he spit out four words, perhaps because he felt that his adjectives were too scarce, so he brewed for a while, and muttered to himself: "I haven't heard such a flavorful ballad for many years." ”
Obviously, with just one song, he fell.
"I'm going to gacha again!"
Carefully holding the phone, at this time he finally knew why this game with a single gameplay and crazy in-app purchases dared to claim that it was flawless, perhaps the pride of the makers was more of a praise for the civilization and art culture in which it was located.
"A gacha ticket is 1,000 yuan, and non-member players can purchase up to three tickets per day, and the player's account balance is insufficient and the purchase fails. ”
The cold recharge prompt pulled Shen Yiran out of his frenzy, and for students, such a high fee is indeed desperate.
However, according to the normal game setting, the lower the probability of the card, the higher the quality of the card, and just one C-level music is already so shocking, he can't imagine what kind of natural sound the SSR-level card will be.
Frowning, looking at the bed board on the top bunk, suddenly, a loophole appeared in Shen Yiran's mind.
"If I take a picture of someone else's money with my mobile phone, will it also be counted as a top-up into my account?"
In the previous philosophy music class, he clearly remembered the two hundred-dollar bills that disappeared out of thin air, although he couldn't understand the principle, but if he went to shoot other people's money, wouldn't it be the same to recharge his game account?
"Cash deposits require players to keep a distance of 10 centimeters from the currency and continue to shoot for five seconds to be successful. ”
The harsh recharge conditions instantly cut off all the illusions of Shen Yiran doing immoral things, touched his nose, and continued with some unwillingness: "Mr. Chu, since the game maker is different from the world I live in, then the currency must be different, how do you identify the authenticity of the currency?
"The game has been connected to the world where the player is located, and all the currency information has been updated at the first time, and because the recharge system is a particle conversion, the authenticity of the currency can be 100% recognized. ”
Ideas are always beautiful, but reality often gives people a heavy blow, before, the indifferent and open-minded personality made Shen Yiran never take money very seriously, now think about it, I knew that I would buy a few fewer pairs of headphones, and I wouldn't even have the opportunity to draw a card one more time.
"I want money!"
Got up from the bed, walked to the desk, opened the wardrobe against the corner, stared at all the contents of the cabinet, the small quadruple bedroom was quiet for a while, and only the sound of breathing could be heard.
As if he was engaged in a psychological struggle, the expression on Shen Yiran's face kept changing, and it lasted for about three or four minutes, and he finally made up his mind and reached out to take out a large box in the closet.
Chris Allen's 40th anniversary "DoubleFantasy" vinyl collector's edition, Absinthe boy's "LoveMeDo" limited CD, underground rock group The Flies' debut album......
The box is full of records that Shen Yiran has collected over the years, each one is brand new and unopened, and there is not even a trace of dust on the outer packaging.
"Farewell, babes. ”
Affectionately said goodbye to these collections, and laboriously picked up the box, he planned to sell all the seventy-one commemorative records he had bought with his four years of frugality in college to the off-campus video store, even if it was calculated at half price in the market, it could be sold for at least more than 3,000 yuan, if he remembered correctly, this was enough for an ordinary member to open for a month.
moved to the door, and before he could get out of the bedroom, he saw a tall and thin man rushing in in a panic, panting and shouting: "Old Shen, it's not good, something is wrong!"
Hearing this slightly rough voice, Shen Yiran smiled and pulled his head out of the back of the box, and responded teasingly: "Brother Cao, what's wrong? What's so urgent? Could it be that your juniors who maintain a pure friendship have been discovered by Zheng Lingling?"
It was none other than Cao Ping, his roommate who slept on his top bunk, who had been getting along for four years, and the relationship between the two was very deep, so they often made jokes about each other unscrupulously when they spoke.
"Old Shen, are you going to clean up?"
As soon as he stepped into the room, he saw Shen Yiran holding the box, and Cao Ping asked suspiciously.
"It's not a big cleaning, it's a complete cleaning!" Shen Yiran smiled, walked to Cao Ping's side, put one side of the box on his hand and said, "You came just in time, carry it with me, I will sell all these treasures today." ”
"Sell? You're crazy!"
Listening to Shen Yiran's answer, Cao Ping's mouth opened wide in surprise, he knew what was in the box, and he also knew how much his roommate cherished the contents on weekdays.
"Lao Shen, are you in trouble? If you are short of money, you tell your brothers, and we will make it up for you. ”
For Cao Ping's kindness, Shen Yiran shook his head gratefully, he wouldn't and didn't dare to tell anyone the secret in the mobile phone, so he changed the topic and said: "Brother Cao, something happened to you just now, what happened?"
"Oh, by the way, look at me, I almost forgot to tell you. ”
Cao Ping freed up a hand, scratched his hair, and said helplessly: "Zhang Yaobang of the dog day, the adjustment notice of the graduation party has come out, and you and Xu Lingyi's programs have been brushed down!"