my sprite emulator

Chapter 375

Chatted with fans for a while.

The barrage in the live broadcast room became denser.

After all, the vast majority of fans who follow him know almost nothing about him in real life except for some of his game videos and live broadcasts.

Now seeing Kurosawa, who is on vacation and resting, come to live broadcast, it is quite a novelty.

One advantage of using a computer for live broadcasting compared to mobile live broadcasting is that in addition to ordinary chatting, you can do other things.

Dinner at the Kuisawa family was relatively late, and there was still some time before dinner, so he decided to broadcast more for a while since he had nothing to do.

At the suggestion of fans, he downloaded several games.

Of course, he didn’t play many games before. He occasionally played mobile games with his classmates when he was in school. His understanding of computer games is still at the stage of Plants vs. Zombies and Moore’s Manor, so the games recommended to him by fans are also for entertainment. host.

The internet speed of Kurosawa's house is quite fast, and it didn't take long for the first one to be downloaded and installed.

The first game I played with my fans was Fall Guys.

Although he didn't know much about it, but with enthusiastic guidance from fans, he soon understood the gameplay and basic operations, which were similar to the variety shows he used to watch on TV. The difference was that one was operated by a computer and the other by a real person.

After opening a custom room.

The game room for 60 people was taken away by the fans who started the game early and waited in front of the screen almost in the blink of an eye.

【hateful】

【The hand speed is too fast】

【How many people are robbing】

【Zebao, you quit, let me in】

【Let me in! ! 】

There was an instant wailing on the barrage.

But the base of the live broadcast room is large, even if not everyone has the leisure to play, the chance of being able to squeeze in is probably about the same as winning the lottery.

Kurosawa glanced at the barrage and grinned.

Enter the game screen.

Compared with the various dinosaurs, burgers and French fries around him, the jelly bean villain he operates is very simple.

At the end of the countdown, he stayed on the initial platform for a while, and after familiarizing himself with the buttons, he soon found that there were villains crowded around him.

"Boer!" "Boer!"

A pair of opponents are constantly riding on his game villain.

"The game has already started." He reminded others in the live broadcast room.

It's a pity that from the very beginning of entering the game, the goal of most players is not to win, but to ask him to "stick" and take a group photo.

Kurosawa was extremely helpless.

In the game, he doesn't have the ability in reality, he can only push and push each other with the crowd.

After barely getting out of the chaos, he quickly jumped onto the spinning disc in front of him.

Go fast go fast.

Behind him are all kinds of jelly bean people chasing him like zombies.

Strictly speaking, the difficulty of this kind of game is not very high. The difference lies in the familiarity of the map, timing control, operation and a little luck.

Kurosawa had never played this game before, so his familiarity with the map was naturally zero, but he basically understood the content of the level at a glance, so it was generally smooth.

In the end, although there were a lot of troubles from fans, he still passed the first level smoothly.

Kurosawa who has passed the level can still see the perspective of other players who are breaking through the level.

He keeps switching.

"Haha, your level is not as good as mine just now."

Watching other people play this game always feels clumsy.

【Hahaha, Zebao is playing tricks. 】

【To be honest, it’s not as good as Kurosawa】

【Hahaha, so stupid】

【I've come all the way】

【My Thousand Crowns Boss, just pass by】

Kurosawa played with fans for a while.

Of course, he never won a championship.

After all, the map is unfamiliar to him, and when he enters most of the checkpoints, his eyes are smeared, so he is naturally at an absolute disadvantage.

And there are still many small fans making troubles, constantly picking him up, or using the level itself to make troubles.

However, Kurosawa just interacted with fans during the break time, and he didn't have much mentality to win.

He wasn't annoyed by being eliminated, he just took advantage of the elimination to switch shots and appreciate the fans' cooking operations.

The key is that the fans are still not talking about it, because Kurosawa's operation basically has no misuse, and his comprehension ability is also very strong. It is the first time he plays the game with extraordinary talent. It can be seen that if he plays it seriously for a while, he will be familiar with it. Once you play the game, the level will definitely be very high.

Played happily for a while.

Soon the voice of mother calling for dinner came from outside the door.

"It's off, I'm going to eat, I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year in advance."

"slip."

Kurosawa glanced at the real-time number of people online in the live broadcast room, and it has reached 46, which is very exaggerated.

Moreover, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room is actually increasing steadily. After all, the evening is the prime time for entertainment for many people. If Kuisawa broadcasts for a while, the data will only be more exaggerated.

However, Kurosawa didn't have much nostalgia, and decisively clicked to disconnect the push stream amidst the barrage of reluctance, ending the live broadcast.

He still knows it well. For him, it doesn't hurt to occasionally live broadcast and chat with fans, but the elf teacher is his real career.

Only by constantly becoming stronger, achieving better results, and striving to win glory for the country as soon as possible is the best reward for him as a player to fans.

After more than two hours of live broadcast, it was already dark.

On the dining table are delicacies that are steaming hot and steaming.

Ms. Tao, the mother, served out the rice and looked at Kurosawa winkingly.

"Just now you were in the room talking to someone on the phone?"

When she passed the door, she heard voices coming from Heisawa's room, which lasted for a long time.

"No, there was a live broadcast just now."

Hearing Kurosawa's answer, Ms. Tao instantly showed disappointment.

Kurosawa glanced at his mother, confused.

Snowflakes are falling all over the sky, and New Year's Eve is coming.

The atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is becoming more and more lively as the temperature drops.

The heating was turned on in the house and it was very warm.

Kurosawa watched silently as his mother was trying to put the red jacket worn by pets on Flora and other elves, and yawned.

On the mobile phone, people kept sending him New Year greetings. It could be seen that most of them were hand-typed, rather than regular group greetings.

Some are classmates, relatives and friends, and some are news from the fan group.

After Kurosawa replied his blessings, he distributed some red envelopes to his fan base. Zong Ling Zong probably sent out tens of thousands of red envelopes. If he didn't find it troublesome, he would probably send out more.

He is not short of money, nor is he a stingy person. For example, the reward money he received in the live broadcast a few days ago is estimated to be around [-] yuan, and the company's income is even more. It is really difficult for him to want to make money Difficult.

What's more, there are really few places where Kuisawa usually spends money, and there is no transportation fee for long-distance travel. Most of the money is just a string of numbers lying in the card.

Kurosawa came to the French window, looked at the scene of snowflakes flying outside, and blinked.

This year is really much colder than usual.
This extreme weather is not a good sign.

Like heavy snow weather, the mental state of the ice elves has obviously become more active.

Just look at Bailong and you will know that after winter, his energy is much stronger than before.

I hope there will be fewer disasters, Kurosawa thought silently while looking at Daxue.

This large-scale cold wave cooling has spread across the country, affecting a wide range. If there is any unexpected situation, he can only protect Haitang and the surrounding cities within his ability, and can't take care of too many.

in the afternoon.

Kurosawa was urged by his mother to take a bath.

After taking a shower, Ms. Tao was already preparing the New Year's Eve dinner in the kitchen.

"What are you doing here? Are you hungry?"

Ms. Tao looked up at Kurosawa.

"I'll help."

Kurosawa bought Master Cooking from the store not too long ago.

The price of 250 coupons was very expensive for him in the past, but now it is just a drop in the bucket.

"Would you know it? Don't come here to help." Ms. Tao questioned this. After all, in her memory, Kurosawa was not good at cooking.

"Really."

Kurosawa is very confident.

In fact, he hasn't cooked since he purchased the master cooking skill, but he just feels that his cooking skill level should be very high now.

"Then you come."

Ms. Tao stepped aside suspiciously and let Kuisawa take over.

At first she only thought that Kurosawa was here to join in the fun, but the more she looked at her, the more surprised she was, she seemed to be of a certain level, and she had a vague feeling that Kurosawa's knife skills were much sharper than hers.

But as soon as this thought popped out of his mind, Ms. Tao threw it out immediately.

The authority of being the perennial home chef of the Kurosawa family made her subconsciously want to pick something wrong, but she watched Kurosawa's skilled movements for a while, and there was really nothing wrong with it.

Kurosawa watched the ingredients and made two dishes, but wanted to continue to show off his skills, but was kicked out of the kitchen by Ms. Tao.

Kurosawa looked at the kitchen with the door closed and smiled wryly.

Master-level cooking skills are indeed stronger than he imagined. The moment he saw the ingredients, countless recipes popped up immediately, how to do it, the proportion, and the heat all popped out of his mind. The chef has no problem at all.

He shook his head.

As more and more knowledge and skills are stored in his brain, his brain gradually becomes like a library.

It may not be appropriate to say this, but it is indeed a bit different from the way ordinary people remember.

When not in use, knowledge and memory will be stored deep in the brain, and only when Kurosawa is performing corresponding activities, the corresponding knowledge deep in the brain will flow out continuously as if retrieved.

And after the end, they will quickly shrink like a tide.

The advantage of this is that too much knowledge will not crowd his brain into a mess, and knowledge can be stored in his mind in an orderly manner.

Kurosawa felt that he was drifting away on the road of inhumanity, whether it was physical or mental.

Of course, it's not bad either.

After a while, dinner began.

Heisawa's father kept praising the two dishes on the table, and also praised Ms. Tao's level of cooking, which was obviously much better than other dishes.

Hearing this, Mama Tao looked very embarrassed, while Kurosawa snickered aside.

A little interlude at dinner does not affect the festive atmosphere on New Year's Eve.

Gorgeous fireworks bloomed from the night.

Then came the sound of crackling firecrackers.

Haitang does not prohibit fireworks and firecrackers, so this traditional program is retained.

After dinner, a large group of children played with various firecrackers outside.

I don't know if it's for Heisawa to find his childlike innocence or what, his parents also prepared a box of firecrackers for him.

Therefore, Kurosawa could only carry the box outside in the bleak wind.

In fact, if he had a choice, he would rather go back to his room to watch movies and listen to music, after all, he has passed the age of being interested in shooting cannons.

When he came to the open space, he realized that he didn't bring a lighter with him. There was a flint and steel in the storage bracelet, but it was not suitable for lighting firecrackers.

He looked around, and his eyes finally settled on a certain elf following under his feet.

Doesn't this have a lighter?

He released the seven elves to move around, their bodies shrunk to a small size, and they stepped on the snow in depths and shallows to play.

The phoenix, who was just about to join the "chaotic battle" between the Shining Spirit and the White Dragon, was hugged by a pair of big hands that fell from the sky.

It blinked its big eyes at Kurosawa.

What are you doing?The ignorant eyes were full of confusion.

"Little fire, let's light the fire."

He pointed to the cone-shaped spray flower standing in the open space.

The tool bird who wanted to be free didn't hesitate much, and spit out a small mouthful of flame, which landed precisely on the top of the cone-shaped spray flower.

"呲呲呲!!!"

The ignited spray flower instantly released a large amount of brilliant flames.

The movement immediately attracted the elves who were having fun at the side, and they all trotted around.

What is this?
Flora stretched out her hand to try to catch the emitted light particles, but it was a pity that she was lonely.

The phoenix in Kurosawa's hand looked at Spray Flower with interest in his eyes.

Not long after, several bursts of flames spewed out from its beak, and finally the same beautiful, fireworks-like flames were also released from its beak.

"Giggle!"

It is spitting and playing, and its movements and postures are very proud.

The six elves below all showed envy.

Kurosawa looked at Phoenix.

Should it be said that it is really a talent? The control over attribute energy and the ability to learn and imitate are amazing.

Flora and other elves tried, except that Mumu barely simulated the stuttering effect with light energy, the others failed, and the attributes were not suitable.

However, after teaching them how to set off firecrackers in Heisze, it didn't take long for them to forget the little sense of loss and throw themselves into new fun.

Kurosawa built a bonfire.

The elves continued to climb into the box, fumbled out the firecrackers, and lit them with the bonfire.

Different sprites are interested in different types.

There are militant factions like the white dragon, the shining phoenix, who specialize in explosive firecrackers, and use them as ammunition to attack each other.

There are also aesthetic schools such as Flora Mumu, who specialize in spraying flowers and twirling into the air to appreciate fireworks.

Crow casts spells, while Xiaolan plays with everything, trying out the effects of everything to satisfy her curiosity.

On the snowy ground in the middle of the night, although Kurosawa was alone, he didn't feel deserted at all when he saw the chattering elves around him.

He took out his camera and recorded this beautiful moment.

"Crack!"

The moment the shutter was pressed, time seemed to freeze.

The perfect fireworks blooming in the night, the pure white snow.

In the photo, Bailong was just about to throw a firecracker, but suddenly it exploded on his paws, and he fell into the snow accidentally in fright, while Shining and Phoenix gloated.

Sister Flora gathered around the firework tree to keep warm, and the warm light made their cheeks glow red.

The curse-casting crow took Xiaolan to study how to use firecrackers to blow up the snow.

Kurosawa looked at the photo and was extremely satisfied.

He turned his head to look at the elves playing in the snow, his eyes full of expectation.

A new year has come.

(End of this chapter)