"God Xi, right ba?"
The director of JJ Livestreams looked at the personal data submitted by Wen Xi. Even though it had been confirmed countless times, it was still a little unbelievable.
Was it really that God Xi ma? He'd actually come to them to do livestreams.
It took a long time for Wen Xi, who was listening to the female voice on the phone, to respond, "Er, yes, it's me. Don't call me God Xi, I'll feel very stressed… "
His voice was very pleasant, but it gave a kind of weak feeling. It didn't sound very strong.
The director of JJ Livestreams didn't care about his tone. She was surprised about just one thing. "Why are you here to do livestreams?"
"I'm short on money," Wen Xi blurted out.
After graduating from university, Wen Xi had moved out of his family's home and rented a house near the subway station.
He had thought it would be more convenient to go to work like this, but had never thought that he would be forced to resign soon after he rented the house.
The reason for his resignation was that the boss' daughter had come back from abroad and wanted his position. Since he also didn't want to transfer to any other positions, he had to resign.
Just after paying the rent, he lost his job, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to Wen Xi.
After two days of collapse, turning his current situation over and over in his head, he still didn't dare to talk about this matter with his family and decided to find a way to resolve it himself.
Then, through a lucky chance, he signed a contract with JJ Livestreams and became a game anchor.
After listening to Wen Xi's answer, the manager was speechless.
But on second thought, there was nothing wrong with this "short on money" reason.
Moreover, if this was the reason, their following conversation would become much simpler.
Thinking in this way, she got straight to the point. "That's why I'm calling you. According to what you're streaming right now, it's impossible for you to make a living with that."
Wen Xi pursed his lower lip and didn't speak.
"Your main account is really famous, but the game 'Spirit Trace' is already dead. No one wants to see you practice with a side account, and you can't play in the arena with your main account every day. I think you are also aware of that."
"En," Wen Xi answered weakly.
There weren't many viewers who had shown up during the first week of his livestream, and in the following days, the number of viewers had almost plummeted in a straight line, which made him feel uneasy and powerless, completely at a loss about what to do next.
Just when he was feeling lost, this call came.
"I have a suggestion." The other side sounded him out, "Do you know of SGH?"
Wen Xi blinked. "Heard of it."
Different from the role-playing game that Spirit Trace was, SGH was a tactical competitive shooting game.
The style and popularity of the two games were also quite different.
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"You play an archer in Spirit Trace, so I think you should be good at shooting games. I recommend you try SGH. If you play SGH, you don't need to play at the top like in Spirit Trace. As long as you are up to standard with your equipment and have some sexy moves, someone will pay to watch it." She paused for a bit. "You can download the game today and get familiar with it ba. I'll get someone to carry you tomorrow."
Wen Xi hesitated, then suddenly realized that this time he really felt moved.
"En," he said very seriously, "I'll do my best!"
*
After hanging up the phone, Wen Xi bought the SGH game for the first time.
Although it was only for 99 yuan, even this much was still a pain for Wen Xi.
He had paid the entire rent for half the year at the time of renting. Now, he was almost penniless and even eating was a problem.
99 yuan, how many meals could he eat ah…
However, thinking that he could recover and even make a comeback with the money he could make from livestreaming, Wen Xi gritted his teeth and still bought it.
The game file size didn't count as too big, and it downloaded pretty fast. There were two versions: the domestic version and the international version.
Wen Xi hesitated for a moment and chose the domestic version.
When entering the game for the first time, you needed to create a character. Wen Xi chose the default Asian male avatar.
When he got to his username, he found that he couldn't input Chinese, so he used the English name Wency.
This name was the name his English teacher in primary school had helped him pick. When he was in junior high, he was laughed at, and people said it was like a girl's name, so he never used it again.
But because the transliteration of the name was similar to his real name, he couldn't forget it.
Since the name was a girl's name, he thought that he should just play a female account—Wen Xi changed his character into the default Asian female avatar and clicked OK to enter the game.
"SGH" had two basic ways of playing: one of which was the one-on-one battle mode, while the other was the desert island battle royale mode.
The former, as the name implied, was where you could fight directly in the game map. If you died, there was a certain chance your equipment would be lost.
Since equipment in SGH was bought using cash, many people made money by killing people and then picking up their dropped equipment.
In contrast, the latter mode was more competitive. The rule was to throw 90-100 players onto a desert island, where they would fight until only one player was left.
The number of people in a team varied, and it was divided into single matches, duo matches, squad matches, and other competitive modes.
In this mode, players would not lose their equipment if they died. After the match was over, all their equipment would still be intact, so it could count as a more friendly mode.
When Wen Xi first logged into SGH, he naturally chose the more friendly desert island battle royale mode.
Before the first match, he looked at the time, hesitated a bit, before finally choosing to start streaming.
As soon as the livestream began, a lot of lines appeared in the barrage.
[God Xi, you're late today!]
[Eh? Isn't today's game scenery not quite right?]
[Isn't this SGH ma?]
[I thought I was in the wrong stream.]
To be honest, Wen Xi had been a little nervous before starting his livestream. He was worried that his few fans would take off when they saw him playing other games.
——There really were some people like that.
[Another person just following the trend, slipping away, slipping away.]
[A little disappointed.]
But such comments were quickly pushed back by other people.
[The anchor also needs to eat, okay ba?]
[Look at me God Xi! Don't be influenced by some cynics. Whatever you play, I'll come and watch! Always supporting you!]
Seeing these lines in the barrage, the unease in Wen Xi's heart finally dissipated.
But when he spoke, his voice was still a little nervous. "Um, I'm playing for the first time, so I probably won't play well…"
[It's okay, go go God Xi!]
[God Xi, be a bit more confident ah. You're the first great god in Spirit Trace!]
[That's right, that's right!]
Wen Xi took a deep breath, adjusted his earphones, and clicked on the matching interface of the desert island battle royale.
He was just about to click on a match, but before he could move the mouse, he heard a strange voice sound out in his earphones, "God Xi! Holy shit, such a coincidence… I'm watching your livestream right now! I didn't expect to meet you in the game!"
Wen Xi was stunned, turned off the matching interface, and saw a black man, though what he had said was in pure Chinese.
Was it one of his fans?
Wen Xi cared a lot about his small number of fans, so although he felt embarrassed, he tried to respond, "Ah, hello."
As soon as he finished his response, he saw a series of "hahahas" on the screen.
[God Xi, you haven't switched channels ah!]
[He can't hear you ah, God Xi!]
[Hahahahaha! God Xi, why are you so cute!]
Wen Xi was embarrassed.
"Sorry, it's my first time playing SGH, not very familiar with it…"
Wen Xi said this in embarrassment and finally switched the channel to [nearby] under the guidance of the barrage, and then responded to the person who had spoken just now, "Hello, I just forgot to switch channels…"
"I saw, hahaha!" The other party laughed heartlessly.
Once again, Wen Xi was embarrassed.
Oh well, he forgot that the other party was watching the live broadcast.
Just then, Wen Xi received an invitation to form a team.
He thought it was from the person who was talking to him, so he clicked accept.
He didn't expect that just after accepting it, the person in front of him would say in surprise, "Eh? Did you team up with someone la? I had wanted to invite you to play duo."
Wen Xi froze and only then noticed that the ID of the person in his team and the ID of the person in front of him were different.
Wen Xi felt a bit apologetic. "Uh, I thought you had invited me… I feel like all English names look the same ah."
[Lololololol, my family's God Xi can't be this stupid cute!]
[It's really stupid cute.]
[This is probably contrast moe ba…]
Noticing the barrage on the screen, Wen Xi was even more embarrassed and couldn't help but cough.
He thought back to the first day of his livestream, where the barrage had been full of voices questioning his identity, because they had felt that [It's impossible for God Xi, with his sharp moves, to be this stupid cute], until they saw him login to his main account with their own eyes, and completely crush the arena….
Before Wen Xi could respond, he received a [matching] system prompt, which was apparently from the team leader.
Then, another unfamiliar voice entered his ear, one that was much more frivolous than the previous one. "God Xi? Are you very powerful?"
Wen Xi realized that this was his captain's voice. He quickly switched the channel to "team" and replied, "No la, I'm playing this game for the first time."
"Ha?" The other side was surprised for a moment, "Then why did that person just call you God Xi?"