The Creator of the Second Dimension

"Yes, this is the live broadcast."

Xu Rui nodded slightly. He saw that Li Ruoxuan on the live broadcast page also tilted her head, showing a bit of cuteness.

"What are you doing with this?"

Li Ruoxuan naturally knows what a live broadcast is. The TV station will broadcast live broadcasts in many large-scale competitions, conferences, and exhibitions, especially sports competitions. She herself has been to the National Stadium in Jingping to watch the games. At that time, besides the audience, there were also a large number of cameras to follow and shoot every move of the athletes.

However, Phantom does not host competitions, and does not fiddle with conferences and exhibitions. What is it doing live broadcasting?

She was at a loss.

"You should know the game Call of Battlefield, right?"

Xu Rui didn't answer Li Ruoxuan's question directly, but asked rhetorically.

"I know, I know, but I haven't played it much."

Li Ruoxuan seemed to have forgotten the existence of the camera, and her movements became a little more natural. She put her fingers on her lower lip, as if thinking about Xu Rui's intentions.

"Then have you watched the Battlefield Call game, the one that will be broadcast on TV?"

Xu Rui tapped the keyboard, and soon found a game video from Tomato Video Network, which was the final of the International Invitational Tournament called by Battlefield.

"This is a kind of live broadcast. Maybe you think that live broadcast can only be used for sports games, but game live broadcasts are actually very common, but most of the time we watch large-scale games."

"What's the meaning?"

Li Ruoxuan seemed to have thought of something, but she was not sure.

"First of all, we can record the content in the computer through the screen recording software, and then transmit it to the Internet through the software, transfer it through the server, and see the recorded content in other places with a slight delay."

Xu Rui also said something about streaming media and forwarding and relaying. Li Ruoxuan didn't quite understand it, but she generally knew that this was a way to live broadcast her own computer screen.

"The images captured by the camera can also be used in the same way. In fact, a video call is the simplest live broadcast, but it is two-way."

There are actually many other application scenarios of this kind, but these live broadcasts are not the same as Xu Ruixiang's live broadcasts.

"Through the live broadcast software, we can transmit the screen of our computer to a specific page on the Internet, and other people can watch your operation through this page. For example, if someone plays Call of Battlefield, then he can share his game process with There are others."

He said, making Li Ruoxuan suddenly enlightened.

If the previous live broadcasts were all aimed at large organizations, then Xu Rui’s idea of ​​this live broadcast is actually aimed at ordinary people. Everyone can start the live broadcast as long as they have the corresponding equipment, and everyone can watch it online. What other people are streaming.

"However, in this day and age, is it interesting to watch other people play with computers?"

Li Ruoxuan was confused. When she was a child, her home had a computer and internet installed very early. At that time, it was still the era of 512m memory and dial-up Internet access. She remembered that when many friends came to her house to play, even if they just sat on the sidelines, they would enjoy it. Several people chattered about the strategy of the game.

But now the Internet and computers have been popularized for a long time. If you have a computer to watch live broadcasts, there is no reason not to play games without a computer. Is it fun to watch others play games that you can play?

"Not always."

Xu Rui smiled mysteriously, as if something was brewing again.

In June, Ningjiang became hot, and an announcement was made in several video producer groups on the Chuyin Video Network.

This announcement first informed the authors that Hatsune Video Network is about to launch a live broadcast function, and now it has recruited a group of people who are interested in participating in the live broadcast in advance to test. This announcement was quickly spread on the Internet, and there were many discussions.

Some people think that Hatsune Video Network is superfluous. It does not have high-quality competition content, does not host any exhibitions and conferences, and has no live broadcast at all.

Some people think that it is not attractive to let ordinary people with no characteristics to broadcast live. It is not interesting to watch others sing, draw and play games. If you have this time, it is better to play by yourself.

There are also people who don't understand live broadcasting at all, can't understand Xu Rui's thoughts, and are not optimistic about this new business.

People in the industry are also cautious. On major video sites, the function of live broadcasting has not been taken seriously, because the right to broadcast live broadcasts of large-scale events and programs is monopolized by TV stations, and there seems to be no profit point for live broadcasting of other content.

This controversy continued until mid-June.

On the 15th, the June issue of "Monthly Youth Frontline" was released. This issue has three new serials, two of which are previous winners of the Newcomer Award, expanding their short stories into long ones.

Another one is the rather heterogeneous "Blood Source: Curse".

Han Qingwen bought a copy of "Monthly Youth Frontline" when he went to school in the morning. As a loyal reader of it, Han Qingwen naturally pays attention to the new serialization of each issue.

During extracurricular activities after school, he found a quiet corner and opened the "Monthly Teenage Frontline". The teacher's new work, the light-hearted and funny daily comic "Music Girl", etc. Afterwards, Han Qingwen read the two new serials.

Since these two articles were expanded from the short stories of the previous Newcomer Awards, Han Qingwen, who had read the short stories, naturally lacked some surprises. He read them with calm eyes, and finally turned to the page of "Bloodborne: Curse".

To be honest, Han Qingwen didn't look forward to "Bloodborne: Curse" because he didn't dare to read horror comics.

But relying on the fame of Fantastic Animation and Hatsune Video Network, he still saved it until the end, hesitating to read it again and again.

".!!??!.?!!?!!!"

All the way to the back, his expression changed accordingly. Finally, when he saw the protagonist, a foreigner killed the werewolf with a cane that turned into a whip. The pale moonlight hit his side face, and the windbreaker rattled. During the close-up, Han Qingwen couldn't help admiring.

"It's so fucking handsome!"

Originally, Han Qingwen hated memorizing foreigners’ names, but there are basically no names in this manga. The whole story is clean and tidy, and the battle scenes have found a balance between the sense of speed and power. Han Qingwen can’t help being fascinated. I am also wearing a formal dress, holding a cane, and fighting under the moon.

Han Qingwen couldn't help but read it again. This time, he noticed many details, and the weird and crazy atmosphere of the whole story quickly surrounded him. Only then did Han Qingwen realize that the story was much more complicated than he had imagined. As long as you think about such details carefully, you can feel deep fear.

The various whispers that could not be seen clearly at the corners of the page seemed to really appear in Han Qingwen's ears, sending chills down his spine.

It's obviously not a horror comic, but it's better than a horror comic.

Could this be the power of Holofer, the man who created the nightmare?

He had no time to pay attention to the hard-core battle scenes, and he was sweating coldly.

At this moment, a hand was placed on Han Qingwen's shoulder.

! ! !

He jumped up trembling like an electric shock, subconsciously protected his head, and waited for a few seconds before he dared to look at the other party.

"Well?"

"What are you looking at?"

The other party stared at the magazine in Han Qingwen's hand, frowning slightly.

That was Han Qingwen's class teacher.

Thanks to [Sakura Mok] for the main reward of 10,000 starting coin rudder~