Seeing a few sprouted high-level people surrounding the fish-headed monster, everyone's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Because the people who appeared in front of everyone were so familiar, there were Xu Xinghai of Xinghai Film and Television of the budding branch, and Xie Lingjiang, the girl who was covered with burns before.

There are the heads of various departments of Sprout Studio, as well as the brother who has been following Ye Feng to make games, Song Shan.

Everyone gathered around the fish-headed monster and stood behind him.

Although the man in the middle was wearing a mask, everyone felt that they still knew the identity of the person.

'Big gall! Who was scolding the old thief just now! ’

At first I thought the thief was a fun person, but I found out that I was a fun person. ’

'But my childhood really consisted only of exam papers...'

I suddenly remembered that most of the people who worked in the bud are now adults, maybe everyone is estimated to be like this when they were young, flashing in the shadows, and the things that are unobtainable when they are young will eventually be trapped in their lives, and everyone in the sprouts is not only for everyone to make games, but also for themselves when they were young. ’

……

The fans who watched the live broadcast suddenly became silent, because everyone suddenly discovered that the reason why Sprout Studios pursues quality so much, and everyone has a special passion for games, is because their games are made for themselves to play.

Secondly, it's the players.

The few budding high-level people in the picture all receded, and it didn't take long for the fish-headed monster to sit there motionless in the video.

Someone cautiously sent a barrage,

"Do you still read the barrage after that?" Ye Feng read out the words just now, and he couldn't help but smile lightly under the mask.

He sat upright and looked at the camera, not taking off his mask.

The stupid appearance sits in the middle of the camera full of joy, and there is no serious atmosphere to be seen.

Because this activity is bound to always exist, but the person sitting in front of this camera, the person behind the mask, may not be Ye Feng, it can be the owner of the budding company, the person in charge of each project, or the ordinary employee of the sprout company......

"Read, why not?"

The fishhead's electronically processed voice came from the earpiece.

"There is still an hour before the tree hole time, so everyone can complain and ask their own questions." Ye Feng looked at the screen seriously, he rarely had this kind of time to interact with players, and now it seems that it is quite interesting.

"If you want to spray anything, you can spray as much as you want." Ye Feng took the sign prepared by the sprout studio in advance.

The name tag of "Tree Hole" was placed in front of him by him.

It's just that as soon as he finished speaking, he saw a paid barrage appear in front of his eyes.

【Old Thief Sand Coins】

In an instant, the entire live broadcast room became silent.

No, brother can't see the current situation or what!

You kid is really scolding?!

Because when the sprout high-level came out, the people present already knew who the person wearing the fish-headed monster mask was.

Ye Feng gave a thumbs up and read out the barrage sent by the player just now, and the face in the video was stupid and couldn't see any emotion.

"Old thief Shabi." Hearing his mechanical voice after being electronically processed, the barrage burst into laughter instantly,

'Who was that brother just now!' ’

'Damn, you don't know how careful the old thief is? How dare you do this? ’

And you, my brother whom I never knew, are the true warriors. ’

'The thumb has said everything, I can still forgive you when I didn't know my identity before, but now that I know my identity, you still scold? ’

'The feeling of being forbidden, so cool! ’

……

Ye Feng didn't take everyone's words to heart, because his mentality had changed a lot since he was making games.

And he firmly believes that players must be reading the barrage much more when they break the defense in the game than he is now.

Ye Feng has always liked the game of Terraria, although now players are all shouting, I want to lock up all of you NPCs, but his favorite is the guide inside.

After the live broadcast of the budding tree hole was closed, there was still a dense game barrage on the dark live broadcast screen.

Everyone is chatting, or talking about their own things, or they are confessing like a wall of confession.

This dark, already broadcast live broadcast room, has become a real tree hole at the moment.

Seeing that the old thief went down to rest, Yinzi did not sleep.

"Brothers, I really can't sleep, I'm addicted to games, what should I do?" Yinzi scratched his head, he looked at the time, the old thief had been on the air for an hour, and now he felt extremely empty when it was broadcast.

The night has covered the night, and someone like Yinzi who hasn't slept for a long time should say goodbye to the fans in the live broadcast room now and go back to bed.

But he didn't move at all, just kept scratching his head, and he really couldn't sleep.

The more others play, the more energetic they become, the more they play, the more sleepy they become.

'You haven't slept for so long, don't you want to be spicy?' ’

It's been a day and a night, the boss is really not sleepy, but don't bother everyone, in case the old thief knows that the anchor takes the lead and doesn't sleep, he has to reduce everyone's anti-addiction time. ’

'Damn happy death, a typical dead friend is not a poor man. ’

'Please, get off the air, don't be discovered by the old thief.'

"I really like to play games, it doesn't matter if you don't sleep, but don't bother me!" ’

……

Looking at the barrage in his live broadcast room, Yinzi's face turned black, and he looked at the barrage aggrievedly, "What I did before, everyone supported my ......"

"I don't play games now, I just want to follow everyone to watch other people's live broadcasts, can't I?" Yinzi pouted, he was really addicted to games, even if he didn't play, he wanted to watch others play.

As soon as these words came out, before he could get a reply from fans, Yinzi saw his screen go black.

[The anchor has been suspected of violating the ......]

Seeing this typesetting, Yinzi's mouth opened wide, and he hurriedly called the operation officer of his live broadcast room, "Where did I violate the rules?" I didn't even miss a belly button in TM! ”

He thought that he had been mistakenly blocked by the system again, but the reply over there was very simple, only two words.

"Sleep!"

Yinzi was immediately speechless, he could only turn off the computer and wash up and lie on his bed, because it was a first-time offender, so it would take 24 hours for the budding anti-addiction to unravel.

"I won't dare to do it next time......" Inko lay on the bed tossing and turning.

It wasn't until two hours later that he sat up from his bed again.

"That's King Slime, I really want to keep playing!"

Make up tomorrow, three chapters tomorrow, good night everyone.

(End of chapter)