Chapter 4: The Fallen Superstar (1)

"That's all for the above summary of this week's work, and now I want to introduce a new colleague to you in advance......" Uncle said with a smile on his eyebrows: "It's a female colleague, and she is expected to report to the customer service center tomorrow morning." ”

Female colleague! The wolves in the customer service center suddenly pricked up their ears.

You know, although the number of customer service in the customer service center is large, most of them are dominated by male otaku - there are 2 fixed all-night shifts a week, how many girls can stand it? Even if there are a few points of red in the ten thousand leaves, but these girls, as long as they don't describe their bodies too much to the audience, then most of them will be requisitioned by the reception center or even the project team that lacks people within three or five months, and transferred to other departments to do telephone customer service or product assistants, etc., to get out of the sea of suffering. And now there are a few national treasure-level women left in the customer service center, all of whom are bandits with fierce personalities and rude words.

"This new colleague in the customer service center, her name ......" The uncle paused awkwardly and said, "I don't remember the name either, but everyone should have heard of her screen name!" ”

No way...... I had a sense of foreboding.

"Her online name is Kara." Uncle looked at us proudly, very satisfied with the shocked expressions on our faces.

"Wow! Is it really that super player Kara? I've seen her interviews, it's amazing! ”

"It's a woman, I always thought it was a man."

"Damn, who said that women can't be better than men! Don't you fight Warcraft D and lose to my eldest sister! ”

I rolled my eyes and expressed disdain for the news and the people who were excited because of it.

In all fairness, I don't have any liking for so-called pro gamers at all. In my opinion, these people who are shrouded in the aura of so-called professional gamers are just a pitiful worm under the deliberate star-making hype of the media and operating companies.

Just imagine, the most precious youth time in a person's life is only 8 years between the ages of 18 and 26, but under the hype of many media, these young people waste their most precious time on the so-called professional gamer career, and use all their energy and youth to fantasize about becoming a professional game player who seems to be the envy of countless people.

That's right, what is the king of the Warcraft Terran Race, the first rapid attack in the interstellar world, especially these Korean stick legions on the other side of the ocean, all of them have been shaped into superstars with an adult salary of one million, and they have caused thousands of girls to scream wildly.

It is precisely under such gorgeous propaganda that countless hot-blooded teenagers, with their love for games and their hearts that are easily bewitched, go straight to the so-called professional player career without hesitation.

For example, Patton, a veteran of West Point, frothed at the mouth of the Boy Scouts who had just completed his military service, saying: A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier! This sentence caused these recruits and rookies to be enthusiastic, so they went to the soup under the banner of the stars and stripes.

However, the ruined souls of the soldiers buried on Iwo Jima in the Pacific Theater, and the unclaimed bones of American GIs buried in the subtropical jungles of the Vietnam War, have they ever become the generals of their dreams?

Not everyone has the destiny to become a hero.

The vast majority of the population has become the gravel bricks that build the lowest layer of the pyramid structure.

Unfortunately, almost everyone saw only the single gem at the top of the pyramid that shimmered with alluring brilliance.

And the real sadness is that all the gravel bricks and tiles fantasize about being that gem one day.

Those hot-blooded teenagers who dream of becoming professional gamers themselves, enjoy an annual salary of one million and the worship of countless girls, unknowingly, have also become the cornerstone of star-making by the media and operators.

When they grow old, they find that they have actually achieved nothing, and the so-called gaming career cannot be a place to support their families. However, when it comes time to look for other jobs, the so-called professional gamer career they once boasted of cannot be used as a reference for work experience in most industries.

Of course, they still have a way out, and that is to become a game customer service like me like this so-called super player Kara.

A game customer service with a monthly salary of 2100 yuan.

"Boss, why did that Kara come to work in our company?" I asked suddenly.

"Hey...... Want to know? Uncle's face was full of pride.

Under the continuous questioning of everyone, the uncle explained the reason. Some time ago, the company's evaluation center was too busy because of too many new products, and it was necessary to recruit a group of gamer-born evaluators, and this kind of testers would definitely not be able to recruit half of them to the recruitment website and the so-called talent market, where there were only social elites and ambitious college students who had just left school, and they definitely couldn't look down on the meager salary of less than 2,000 yuan.

When they contacted Kara in "Daqin Tianxia", they thought that Carla, a brilliant and mythical player, must be a super rich RMB warrior, and would never look down on the work of this so-called evaluator.

After hearing the intention of the recruiters at the assessment center, Carla hit it off and happily agreed to join.

At the end, my uncle laughed heartily: "As a super player who loves games, isn't it the dream of all players to be able to join our customer service center!" ”

The crowd was suddenly like a tide of sycophants, and they sang praises for a while.

I sighed and speculated maliciously about Kara, who had been shrouded in countless auras and made everyone happy.

"This Carla must be a fat woman who stays up late every day to play games and eat high-calorie junk food, and her weight goes straight to 140!" I thought so with bad intentions.

Early the next morning, the customer service center was fully staffed before half past eight in the morning for the first time, and even gossip guys from other departments such as Lao Niu also slipped into the customer service center early. The reason is simple, everyone is waiting for the first time to see this popular player on the Internet Carla join the customer service center.

At about 9 a.m., Carla stepped into the customer service center.

Everyone was disappointed.

I was disappointed because Carla wasn't the chubby 140 otaku girl I thought I was looking for.

Everyone is disappointed because Kara is not the youthful and beautiful beauty player they imagined to be.

Carla is Kara, an ordinary little girl with glasses, wearing a slightly whitewashed sky blue plaid dress, with a ponytail that hangs down to her neck, and a pair of lenses as thick as the bottom of a bottle covering most of her face.

This is the rumored mythical superplayer Kara?

Including my uncle, everyone once wondered if it was the wrong person, this girl who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old and had not yet matured was just a little girl player with the same screen name. But when Kara silently opened the game client of "Daqin Tianxia" in a questioning eye, and logged in to the account of the aura-full warrior Kara, the doubts behind him finally stopped.

Then everyone went back to each other, and what should they do, and they went on.

This is the inferior nature of human beings, when the high idol falls to the earth, and people find out that the so-called idol is just a fool of the people, then the idol is already dead.

So now, Kara, the super player who was regarded as a myth by the old bulls, no longer exists.

Now there was just a normal little bespectacled customer service lady Carla, sitting next to me.