SFS Chapter 339 Beautiful Female Star vs. Talented E-sports Player 31
Chapter 339 Beautiful Female Star vs. Talented E-sports Player 31
The video of Jiang Zhan's car accident went viral on the Internet for three whole days. The surveillance footage of the cross-river bridge was disassembled frame by frame by netizens. From the sparks from the tires rubbing against the ground when he ran three red lights in the city center to the loud noise when the vehicle lost control and crashed into the guardrail, every frame became a hot topic on social platforms.
Jiang Zhan's last surveillance footage
Movie star's bizarre car accident
These terms dominated the hot searches like a rising tide, and speculations in the comment section were endless.
[Tian Duoduo]: Look at the force with which he turns the steering wheel. It doesn't seem like a normal reaction at all. It seems more like he is struggling with something. Could he be possessed by an evil spirit?
When he was filming that supernatural movie before, some staff members said that he carried strange talismans with him.
Yeye: More likely a sudden illness, right? He's been so packed lately. My friend went to the celebration party and said he looked as pale as paper and kept clutching his chest.
[The First Dream]: Yesterday I saw a video of him signing autographs for fans. His smile was so gentle, how could he suddenly… Life is so fragile [crying]
[Great]: Some fans should stop blackmailing people. How many people's safety has been endangered by running a red light? He made money by creating a persona, but now he's become a victim?
[Rest in peace]: The dead are the greatest. No matter how much controversy there is, it is a fact that the person is gone. May he rest in peace.
Jiang Zhan's fans were furious, some of them flooded their social media accounts with comments until the police issued a notice, clearly stating that "homicide was ruled out and the accident was caused by operational error."
The farce has just subsided a little, but the online discussion is still like embers, with sparks popping up from time to time.
Three days later, the recording site was shrouded in a low pressure.
This live broadcast, with the selling point of "no script and completely real", has officially started.
At this moment, when the camera swept across the guest lounge area, it always paused on the empty seat - that was the seat where Jiang Zhan usually sat, with his usual black thermos cup next to it. The cartoon pattern printed on the cup was particularly dazzling under the gloomy sky.
The director held up the intercom and instructed in a hoarse voice, "The live signal has been connected. Everyone, try to be natural... When mentioning Teacher Jiang, speak in a gentle tone to avoid causing controversy."
The bruise under his eye was as severe as if he had been punched. The decision to broadcast live at the last minute was a helpless one. If he stopped recording, he would face huge compensation, but if he continued, he was afraid that the guest would lose control of his emotions. He could only take it one step at a time.
The guests sat on folding chairs and no one spoke.
When the live broadcast signal comes in, the barrage of comments instantly fills the screen.
[Here it comes, this is my first time watching a live broadcast of this kind of emergency. I’m so nervous.]
It feels weird without one person. Why are the directors still recording?
[Everyone looks so haggard, I feel so bad]
[Jiang Zhan fans, please stop bringing up Bibi! The show has to go on.]
The director took a deep breath, picked up the microphone and said with a smile: "The weather is good today, but it's a little less lively... I hope Teacher Jiang can also have good weather over there." His voice was a little choked, but it made the hostility in the barrage less intense.
Quan Jiuxi's mouth twitched. This director is also a good actor.
This live broadcast is the official start of the elimination round for all the stars.
Several teams will start the King of Glory game PK.
Due to Jiang Zhan's absence, the director brought in a newcomer.
When Quan Jiuxi saw the person coming, he curled the corners of his mouth.
How come the male protagonist died and the female protagonist came in to take over in the entertainment industry?
Su Miao's eyes were red and swollen, and anyone could tell that she had been crying.
As soon as the director finished speaking, the staff on the sidelines brought in a brand new gaming chair. The gray-blue canvas surface glowed softly in the sunlight, but it was out of tune with the solemn atmosphere around it.
Quan Jiuxi leaned against the metal railing of the spectator seats, the hood of his black hooded sweatshirt covering his head, revealing only a cold white jaw. On the phone case that he was turning with his fingertips, the star track pattern emitted tiny lights as he moved.
When his eyes swept over the girl who was led to the center of the scene by the director, a barely perceptible curve appeared at the corner of his lips - a hint of sarcasm and a hint of playfulness.
Su Miao was wearing a moon-white dress with tiny silver daisies embroidered on the hem, and when she walked it looked like the ground was covered with falling stars.
Her hair was loosely tied into a bun, with a few strands hanging at the corners of her red eyes. The tip of her nose was also abnormally pink, and it was obvious that she had been crying for a long time.
His shoulders were still trembling slightly, like a deer that had strayed into the hunting grounds.
"Hello everyone, I'm Su Miao," her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, with a lingering sob, and the last syllable trembled slightly. "My specialty is the mid-lane mage. I hope... I hope I can cooperate well with everyone."
After saying that, she quickly lowered her head, and her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyes, hiding her eyes.
The live broadcast barrage instantly flooded the screen, and the dense comments almost covered the screen:
[This newcomer is so cute! His eyes are swollen like walnuts. Is he crying for Jiang Zhan?]
[Don't guess randomly. Look at her hands shaking while holding the cup. It's obviously her first time in such a big scene. She's very nervous.]
Am I the only one who noticed Quan Jiuxi's expression? She stared at Su Miao for several seconds. What does that twitch at the corner of her mouth mean?
[Sister Xi: Another actor here?]
[Do you guys have any humanity left in your milkshakes? You steam the powder and cook it! You're all so cold-blooded!]
Quan Jiuxi sneered, and the hood of his sweatshirt slipped onto his shoulders, revealing his long seaweed-like hair.
She walked slowly to the e-sports area, pulled out the outermost chair and sat down. The chair legs rubbed against the ground, making a slight "creaking" sound.
The black gaming chair blends in with her sweatshirt; only the sound of her fingertips tapping on the table is particularly clear, as if counting down for the coming storm.
"What are you waiting for?" She spoke into the microphone, her voice coming through the device with a touch of casual coldness, like an ice cube dropped into warm water.
"Isn't this an elimination match? A quick victory."
The director suddenly woke up and shouted into the intercom, "Everyone, take your positions." Six cameras immediately started to rotate, each lens focusing on the profile of the guests.