First Player

Chapter 423 Chapter 421· "The secret of eating my flames!"

In the crowded venue, four people wore masks and walked among people in strange costumes.

Su Ming'an was speechless as he listened to the actors in the stage play repeating the phrase "I love you!" repeatedly with a senseless emotion.

"Hey. This rehearsal is a bit fast. It should be a regular troupe." Lin Yin touched his chin with his finger: "It only happened a few days ago. The stage play has already come out. These people who use love to generate electricity are really scary. .”

"Well... there's no internal flavor at all." Noel spread his hands: "The one on the stage was just shouting according to the lines. I didn't feel anything at all. Su Ming'an was on the wall in the South District at that time, but he spoke better than him. It’s too inflammatory, and you can’t learn this thing at all.”

Lu Shu also nodded.

It was only through the live broadcast, but those who actually listened to the speech could easily hear the huge difference between the two people.

Su Ming'an's speech before the war at the South District Pier was hailed by people at the World Forum as "a textbook-like pre-war speech in the dungeon". Many adventure players who focus on charm as their strategy are learning from it.

It was a speech that mixed words and emotions. It was a speech performed by Su Mingan who was truly touched by the scene. His tone at that time was far more calm than sad and angry. It was more like making a speech to everyone. Make an announcement on the spot and remind them that you have no way out at this time.

He awakened for them the solemn and vague image of "love", guided their sensibility and ideals, and used his own emotions to mobilize the emotions of others.

The spirit of fighting for the country, the fighting spirit of fighting for beliefs, the anger of having territory invaded, the despair of relatives being slaughtered...

These emotions are complex and real, harsh to the extreme and deep to the extreme.

These are things that players who are addicted to pleasure and only know how to imitate cannot mobilize.

Su Ming'an's speech at that time did not have so many modal words, nor was there such intense emotion. The imitators on the stage are just like parrots, wantonly erupting emotions that have nowhere to vent. They are more like a desperate loudspeaker that only knows howling, rather than a leader who inspires everyone's emotions before the war.

This person can't even mobilize the audience in the audience, let alone those soul hunters and people who really want to die in despair.

But after all, people are generating electricity for love, just imitating and performing.

Can't be too demanding.

Judging from the audience's reaction, it seems that they quite like this.

"Ming'an, come on! Kick him down, and you can tell me something, and I'm sure all these spectators will burst into tears." Nuoer, who was watching the excitement, didn't think it was a big deal, and pointed at the stage to encourage him.

"Go quickly! Go quickly, after all, the real owner is here, and the imitation of the person above is too embarrassing." Lin Yin, the musician, became excited when he heard it, and immediately started to agree.

"..." Su Mingan: "Please keep your voice down."

Although the venue was noisy, it was not impossible to hear anything. It was more similar to the level of noise in a large supermarket. They made a loud noise and could easily be heard by people nearby.

Coincidentally, at this moment, two people happened to pass by them.

When they heard Nuoer Linyin's encouraging words, the two people's movements stopped in unison.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Yin immediately began to change his words: "Su Yu, I'd better not call you Su Ming'an from now on. Although you strongly requested it... but it's embarrassing to call you..."

She tried her best to hide her overly excited words and tried to pretend that she was just reciting her lines.

Su Ming'an glanced at them and saw that the two people still had no intention of leaving.

One of them turned his head directly and looked this way.

Coincidentally, these two people are also wearing masks, one red and one blue.

"……snort."

A soft snort came from under the red mask. When Su Mingan heard it, he was speechless.

"Why are you two?" Lin Yin heard it immediately.

This familiar cold snort was almost engraved into her DNA.

"Hmph." The man in the red mask scored twice and snorted again. He slightly lifted off a corner of his mask, and the angle he opened was facing Su Ming'an and the four of them.

Through the slightly uncovered corner, Su Mingan unexpectedly saw this person's appearance.

Blonde hair, ocean blue eyes, deep Western features, and facial lines that are softer than Edward's.

There was a bit of disdain in those eyes, perhaps hiding some fear that he himself didn't even know.

"I didn't expect you to come to a place like this." Aini, who had taken off his mask, taunted Su Ming'an.

Next to him, Flora also carefully lifted a corner of the blue mask. This top twenty player on the list, a top player whose profession is an elemental mage, was actually walking around the venue with Aini.

Their movements were very careful. Several people formed a circle and huddled in the corner near the stall to prevent anyone from discovering this group of people and causing a terrible commotion that no one wanted to see.

These people had heard each other's voices at close range. Listening to Lin Yin's careless talk, it was not surprising to notice them.

Lin Yin felt a little unlucky - why did he pass by this guy Aini?

"I can't come?" Su Mingan responded to Aini.

"I didn't expect that the top player would come to a place with so many people like this. It's just looking for death." Aini said with a "cut": "I thought you would ask your new boss to give you to the New World Guild." You have a great birthday in the world. I saw your name hanging on the World Forum, on every street, wherever I walked. Those people were celebrating like crazy. You have a birthday, which is better than Their own mother was so excited for her birthday that they might as well rename this place 'Su Ming'an's World'..."

His words were harsh and the content was quite rude.

But several people's expressions became more and more strange.

After all, no matter how harsh Aini's words were, the sour taste of lemons in these words really spread for several meters as soon as he opened his mouth.

"...Yeah." Su Mingan said meaningfully, "I'm jealous."

Aini's originally calm expression immediately turned ferocious, as if a cat was having its hair explode: "——I'm not jealous of you, so don't put too much gold on yourself!"

"Goodbye." Su Mingan waved, not intending to talk to this person at all.

When he turned around, he noticed that Aini was also wearing clothes that looked like a gamer today. The pure black T-shirt had a large dark blue English icon on the front, like blue paint splashed on, and the concentration was very high. .

I don’t know how this young aristocratic young man from Zhai Star came into contact with this game nerd culture.

"Su Ming'an." Aini did not pursue him: "In the eighth world, I will definitely let you see my strength clearly - just wait, I have mastered the legendary secret of fire, and I will definitely prove to you - —”

"Ah, good, good." Lin Yin praised from the side.