Streamer Doesn't Need Special Effects?
Liang Yuzhu was stunned. She tilted her head and looked at her father in confusion.
"Let me ask you, how long has he been practicing?" Liang Shaoke continued to answer.”
"About…a month?" Liang Yuzhu recalled briefly.”
Liang Shaoke laughed." Do you think a person can do it after more than a month of practice? Throw a silver needle that has lost its needle and it will pierce through a wooden board?"”
"If that's the case, then the peerless martial arts in the martial arts books won't be so difficult to practice.”
" But the video…" Liang Yuzhu wanted to say something else.
Liang Shaoke raised his hand to stop him." There's a new type of scam now. The scammers use some means to change the video to whatever they want. Many people who are scammed by the scammers have been fooled.”
"Alright, don't think too much. No one can do it.”Liang Shaoke instructed.
Liang Yuzhu stood rooted to the ground and carefully pondered over her father's words. She felt that they made sense.
It seemed like…that was indeed the case.
'I was too nervous…'
In the end, it was because he trusted his own eyes too much.
Liang Yuzhu, oh Liang Yuzhu, how can you be so innocent?
How could he believe it just because he saw it?
"Alright, go and revise properly. Don't watch these meaningless live broadcasts all day long.”Liang Shaoke's face changed and he said seriously.
Liang Yuzhu replied with an "oh", but then she thought of something."Dad, Xiao Yu asked me to go out for dinner tomorrow night. You can cook something for yourself tomorrow night.”
As she spoke, she hurriedly ran to her room.
Looking at his daughter's impatient personality, Liang Shaoke sighed deeply.
This girl…really resembled him.
……
The next day, afternoon.
Fang Shu put her phone in her brother's room and went to take an afternoon nap.
After so many days of live streaming, she had long been bored.
He even thought that it was a live broadcast room for his brother.
She might as well give the livestream room to her brother and go to bed herself. It was the best of both worlds.
Looking at the number of people in the live broadcast room.
[Livestream viewers: 1,034]
Compared to before, the number of people had increased quite a bit.
Of course, there were also people who came to see Fang Hao's flying needle pierce through wood.
When will the streamer start?
I've analyzed the streamer's video. There doesn't seem to be any problem, but there are a few frames where the streamer's hand seems to be moving.
In other words, there was really something wrong with the main character?
Seeing the bullet comments, Fang Hao was too lazy to explain. He just practiced his own and did not care.
He was still standing in his original position, his palm bent backward, and two fingers tightly held a silver needle that had not worn off the needle, but was also seriously worn.
He closed his eyes and searched for the indescribable feeling from yesterday.
He opened his eyes and threw the silver needle at the wooden board.
Whoosh!
Ding! Weng! Weng! Weng!
This time, the silver needle didn't penetrate the wooden board.
You see, the streamer can't do it now, so she must have used some tricks yesterday, or some tricks that we don't know about.
Was it just like what the streamer said, that a silver needle needed to feel when it pierced through a wooden board?
Feelings my a * s. It's just that I'm not ready for today. Sigh, let's go.
The bullet comments in the livestream room were flying, and Fang Hao stood where he was, deep in thought.
As expected, the feeling from yesterday was not something that could be done every time. He still needed to slowly explore it.
With this thought in mind, he picked up the silver needle that he had used during yesterday's practice. It had no needle tip. He held it in his hand, closed his eyes, and relaxed his body and mind.
With even breathing, he silently felt the mysterious feeling from before.
After some time, Fang Hao raised his hand and threw the silver needle in his hand.
Whoosh!
The silver needle in his hand still turned into a stream of light, and the sound of it breaking through the air was even more obvious.
Weng weng weng.
This time, there was only a faint sound.
Fang Hao opened his eyes and stepped forward.
He looked at the silver needles that were trembling violently on the wooden board…
Fang Hao's mouth quivered a few times, but he did not say anything in the end.
As expected…that mysterious, indescribable, and unclear feeling was not something that could be achieved casually.
He still needed to understand more and practice more so that he could master that feeling as soon as possible.
That feeling was really…too mysterious.
Fang Hao had a premonition that if he could really master that feeling and achieve it easily, he would have succeeded!
Yo, streamer, you don't need special effects anymore?
Hahaha, how can you talk like that? Streamer, don't listen to him. Just throw your stuff away and use your special effects secretly. We'll pretend we didn't know.
That's right, that's right. Streamer, it's no longer interesting to see you throwing silver needles. Hurry up and put on the special effects. Also, change that wooden board. It's best if it's replaced with a steel plate.
The person above was right. Host, let's do it! I've even thought of the title for the live broadcast room. Silver needles pierce through steel plates! From today onwards!
Upstairs, something's wrong with you. Cuff him, hurry up and cuff him!
No way, sir, you guys even captured this broken car?
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