For the weird stories of the sailors.

Lin Feng listened with a feeling of [although I know what you said is false, but I listen to it so true].

Hold it, you can hold it.

I've been using this water for a long time, can I still dislike the effect given by the audience is not enough?

Water friends are my food and clothing parents!

If there is a master, the show effect will be done, and if there is no master, it will be embarrassing!

In this regard, Lin Feng is full of experience.

As long as I don't have hope, then I will never be disappointed.

Lin Feng has an optimistic idea to engage in the effect of the show, so every sailor who plays extraordinarily is his treasure.

After all, the master is in the folk.

No one knows what kind of occupation, what kind of experience, and what kind of education the person on the computer screen is.

What if it's a big hand?

It's like this water friend.

Listening to the story of this water friend, Lin Feng stopped the carbon pen in his hand.

The story of this sailor is indeed very interesting.

He tells the story, and the story itself is close to the average level of the forum that year, coupled with his colorful expression, it really needs to have an atmosphere and details, and it sounds like a chill, so that the audience can't help but want to retract the quilt and reseal it with the little feet and feet placed outside the quilt.

He's a master!

The three elements, the people, the place, and the time, he said it clearly.

The character is when he was a child, and the location is the tube building divided by his parents' unit, it sounds like some years, time, the sun has not yet set, and the sunset is fiery for thousands of miles.

After eating, he fell asleep, went to the bedroom to sleep, and then felt very uncomfortable in his neck.

Even in the air, there is a special fragrance, according to this water friend, he didn't know what it was at first, but when he grew up, he smelled it on the street corner.

It was the smell of Qingming, winter clothes, and paper money to the ancestors.

[At that time, I felt that something was wrong, I checked later, my family has ancestral hypoglycemia, and if I eat too much, people will fall asleep, but no matter which time it is, after I dozed off, my neck did not have that feeling of suffocation.

It's like, it's like, it's like somebody has a rope around my neck and they're going to hang me, you know, it's that feeling, it's like being hanged by something.

[At that time, I was also small, and my neck was uncomfortable, so I touched it with my hands, but I didn't touch anything, uncomfortable yuppies]

[I'm scared and want to call my parents over to take a look]

[But just when I wanted to speak, I don't know why, I felt as if my mouth was sealed by something, and I couldn't say anything]

[At that time, I was really scared, that feeling of helplessness, the last time, when I was in the second grade of primary school, everyone got out of school together, in the crowded stairwell, I was squeezed up by my senior classmates, but my feet didn't touch the ground, I was carried by the crowd, that kind of involuntary feeling of insignificance, I was really scared]

[I can't speak]

[I don't know if you have the feeling of forking your qi, that is, you feel that there is an extra wall in your neck, you know, I can't speak, I want to shout, but my qi can't break through the wall of the chest, I even have an illusion, that is, my qi, from the two sections of this invisible wall, scattered past]

[I couldn't see something in my neck, and my strength became stronger, and I looked up uncomfortably, and then I saw it, and I saw something on the ceiling]

There was an indescribable silence.

Lin Feng didn't urge.

The microphone over there is very good, and it even looks like the kind of high-end gadgets commonly used by singing anchors or sleep aid anchors, and even the sound of people swallowing saliva can be clearly transmitted.

This sound of swallowing saliva is simply a stroke of genius, and people's emotions are also immersed in his story.

He paused.

Lin Feng also paused.

Only the barrage is dense, and it is still brushed.

[, I feel it]

[My cabinet moved, I stopped playing]

【wdnmd】

[Afraid, afraid, afraid, afraid]

[That's it?] That's it? That's it? That's it? 】

[Hehe, I'm not scared at all, mom, which dead child burned, scared dad to death]

[You can't do this story, I've read it on the forum a long time ago]

Lin Feng didn't look at these barrages, he could feel the fear of the water friends on the other side of the screen, especially the smell of incense burning incense.

Lin Feng was also a little allergic to that thing.

He couldn't forget that ancestral hall.

I can't forget the sound coming from the ancestral hall, the paper hands, and the smell of incense ash.

However, after waiting for more than a minute, there was no continuation of the talk, so Lin Feng had to cough and remind the other side.

What is the matter here, you go on.

Lin Feng: [Go on, brother]

The sailor over there seemed to be awakened by Lin Feng from the nightmare, and he continued in a little panic: [Oh, oh, okay, I'm sorry, I forgot just now, where did I go? yes, look up at the ceiling, right? 】

The water friend said in a trembling voice: "I still can't forget that thing, a face, you know? Just one of the faces, the woman's face, was on the ceiling, that face was the size of the ceiling, the wet hair hung down, she also had a pair of hands, those hands hung down, I can still dream of that face when I have nightmares, I sleep at home, I sleep in the tent]

[I will never forget that scene, ***, my parents are watching TV in the living room outside the bedroom, I can still hear the sound of my neighbor's stir-frying, the smell of stir-frying, everything is so real, but it is the face that suddenly appeared on my ceiling, it is an old man's face, I am, I am really ......]

[At that time, I suddenly felt a burning pain in my neck, I took a look, it was my grandmother who asked me for a talisman, which was packed in a waterproof bag by my grandmother, and hung on my chest, saying that it was a bath and not allowed to take it off, my grandma hurt me when she was a child, so she listened to her words all the time, and then I fell asleep, and after waking up, my mother scolded me, saying how I fell asleep on the ground]

[I looked up at the ceiling, nothing, I told my parents, not only did they not believe it, but also beat me, and then I told my grandma, my grandma was very happy, said, passed, finally passed, but I asked again, my grandma didn't say anything, just very happy, later, my grandma told me not to tell anyone about this matter, took off the talisman around my neck, boiled it into water and drank it myself]

[My grandma also kowtowed me one]

The story is over, and the barrage begins again.

[That's it, that's it? That's all for your story? 】

【Garbage】

[No head, no tail]

There was a voice of criticism on the barrage, but Lin Feng didn't speak, he called the next sailor to go to the microphone, and he sent a private message to this sailor.

[Is it convenient for us to talk about it again]

Over there, the sailor was silent for a long time and then said: [What are you talking about? 】

Lin Feng: [Your story]

Sailor: [I made it up]

Lin Feng: [Editor, I want to hear it too]