""True Love Fan""

"How do I feel so like a black fan with rhythm?"

"I'm afraid it's not the support of the pigeon [dog head]"

"Sympathize with food, normal people can't ask this kind of question, right"

"Heizi has never been so stupid to point black, I am afraid it is not really a pigeon's support [dog head]"

The number of people in the live broadcast room fluctuates around 4.5 million.

Zhao Fanzhuo in the Internet cafe looked at his keyboard and didn't know what to say for a while.

Good guy, our professional navy team can one day be called a true fan?

Is it even called the anchor's trust by real fans?

For a moment, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"To be honest with you, every time I cook, I think someone will ask this question."

"After all, the way I cook looks really cruel, fighting with spider silk and blood moss, it scares people out of the cold."

"Unfortunately, no one can ask such a question for me to introduce food psychology professionally."

"But today! This good brother named...@领头冲锋, he has stepped forward!"

Lin Muge even directly gave Zhao Fanzhuo's fan number to a single @.

"I decided to give this true love fan something good. Although there are not many dolls in our family now, I can look for them and leave the address boldly. I will give you a doll with a ghost!"

He looked at the camera with embarrassment and said.

Seeing that Zhao Fanzhuo didn't dare to breathe in the air.

Ah?

I... I turned out to be a true fan?

A trance appeared on his face.

"But I am a navy!"

"No, I don't believe that he can answer perfectly!"

Zhao Fanzhuo took two deep breaths to stabilize his mind. As long as he finds loopholes in Lin Muge's answer, he can still justify his navy!

"Okay, then I will answer this question head-on now."

Lin Muge took out the corpse of a small spray mushroom.

"Some people sympathize with food, feel that I eat as long as I eat, and tortured them in various ways before they are alive. They feel that this torture is not humanitarian and cruel."

"Then I will make it clear now that these foods...they are all dead, how can they talk about'before life' when they are all dead?"

"And everyone, don't think of food as life. Things that have died, including weird creatures, are no longer'life'."

He paused and glanced at the barrage.

"It's like everyone playing games. Will killing NPCs and mobs in that kind of game feel guilty? Will anyone sympathize with mobs in the game? No, because that's a system setting."

"No one knows what the first little zombie who crawled out of the grave was thinking when looking up at the starry sky. There is no reason for the spiritual resurrection. We just need to adapt. I have always understood it as the'system' of the earth. 'set up'."

"And this is also the basis of food psychology. We don't need to treat weird foods as food, we need to treat them as mobs in the game, as system settings."

Lin Muge patted the white and tender thigh of Brother Octopus.

"The name of the first article of food psychology is'Game of Life'. Cooking is like playing a game. We regard food as the mobs in the game. The different states of food correspond to the mobs' full blood and'residual blood'. ','near death' and other different states."

"When the mobs have different blood volume, we need to use different skills, so when the food is in a different state, we also need to adopt different methods, the purpose is to make them taste better."

"This is the essence of food psychology."

"Of course, if you even sympathize with the mobs in the game, then... I really have nothing to say."

He opened his hands while looking at the camera and said.

""Easy to Understand""

"What the pigeon said... it became clear in an instant!"

"Wow, I thought psychology was so difficult before, but now it feels so interesting!"

""Game of Life""

"You have experience in killing mobs in the game, and eating in reality can replenish your energy!"

"Every time the angle of understanding of the pigeon is unexpected and reasonable!"

Rows of barrage flashed by, and this kind of apt metaphor instantly made people feel a sense of sudden enlightenment.

In an instant, it seems to be able to accept weird food...

...

"Game of Life……"

The director of Tibetan Fox, who was eating supper while watching the live broadcast, nodded suddenly with real enlightenment.

He could understand supernatural psychology before. After all, supernatural can barely be regarded as having a "mind", but food psychology has never been understood by him. After all, how can food be psychological?

Not to mention the dead food like weird food.

But now when he heard Lin Muge's explanation from such a peculiar angle, he seemed to be enlightened.

This is not so much "food psychology" as it is a "game strategy."

...

"Look at it! Brother Lin is too strong!"

In Chao Studio, the entire team of Dean Chao watched Lin Muge's live broadcast while eating fried chicken.

The barrage that brought the goods just now made them laugh half to death, and now they are so scientific, so silky conversion can only be seen in Lin Muge's live broadcast room.

"Learn from Brother Lin for me!"

Dean Chao took a picture of the sea yellow next to him.

"I've decided! In the next issue of our family game, the loser will go to the abandoned community where Brother Lin and I visited!"

He said, holding a golden fried chicken wing.

...

"So it's like this..."

The horror master who had already arrived at the hotel opened the live broadcast of Lin Muge without even putting down his bag, just hearing the theory of game life in its entirety.

Although he didn't fully understand it at the first time, he was still shocked.

Lin Muge's comprehensive knowledge and professional level is really breathtaking...

"As expected of Brother Lin! My idol!"

He was a little emotional.

Being able to work with someone like Lin Muge who may be famous for ever, and even having cooperated once, has already made him very excited.

...

"Unexpectedly... invulnerable..."

In the Internet cafe, Zhao Fanzhuo leaned against the back of the seat behind him with a little trembling.

Lin Muge's theory is completely impeccable!

Before he asked this question, he had thought of countless ways that Lin Mupi could answer. As an experienced professional navy team, he had already simulated the black angle for a while.

But he never expected that Lin Muge could answer so perfectly...

Game of Life.

Good guy, who would sympathize with the mobs and NPCs in the game?

"Boss, how to break?"

"Boss, do you want to start with the game? The main point is that Lin Muge instigates minors to play games, so I'll take it out of context."

"...Suppress a fart..."

Zhao Fanzhuo tapped the keyboard a little irritably.

Originally, he wanted to expand Lin Mupi's disregard of life through food, but Lin Mupi said in the first sentence that those foods are not life at all.

"Boss, if he said so, can those who poach and cherish wild animals also use this method to defend? The main point is that Lin Muge ignores life."

A message popped up from the group.

More than forty brothers in this professional navy group have been born and died with him, and have brought down all kinds of big stars. Everyone's business abilities are top in the industry.

But with such a well-trained professional and elite navy team, at this moment can only come up with this ridiculous main point of attack...

"……It can only be this way!"

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Fanzhuo picked up the keyboard again and tapped hard.

"Games? Do you compare food to mobs in games?"

"Then those poachers can think the same way?"

"That is, is it also a game for me to eat bear paw and shark fin? Is it also a game for me to go hunting?"

"What's this theory? It's disgusting!"

"Get out of the way."

After a crackling operation, Zhao Fanzhuo felt powerless.

There are too many barrages in this live broadcast of Lin Muge. Everyone is brushing Lin Muge's cattle batch. The barrage of their navy team seems to have fallen to the sea.

"Boss, no, there are too many barrages and we were overshadowed in an instant."

"Yes, Lin Muge can't see our doubts at all."

"And the rhythm hasn't been brought up either."

"The question we just put in a better light for Lin Muge."

Messages from the professional navy group popped up again.

Zhao Fanzhuo was also quite helpless.

Now Lin Muge is in full swing, and there are so many bullet screens in the live broadcast room. The moment they fan the flames is overshadowed.

"Brothers, let's withdraw first this time, although it failed but..."

"Okay! Alright! It's him again! @领头冲锋! The problem of this true fan can hit me every time!"

Zhao Fanzhuo's words of comfort were not sent out in the dialog box, and he heard Lin Muge's surprise voice.

"It's really easy for me to find it!"

During the live broadcast, Lin Muge worked hard to find out his doubts that had been submerged in hundreds of bullets.

"Then those poachers can think the same way? Yes, that's what they want!"

Lin Muge specially hit this barrage on the public screen again.

And at the back, @赵凡卓's water army number, the work is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack, and getting chestnuts out of the fire.

"It's great, the match between me and this brother is so perfect!"

"Brothers, didn't you think of it?"

"If a poacher applies food psychology after being caught, saying that he is a mob with a written creature as a game, can this argument defend him?"

"Obviously it is impossible, because the object of food psychology is not exactly food, but ‘dead food’. It is inanimate. Food that has died is not useful in the face of life."

He specially emphasized the two words "death".

"So whether it is spiritual psychology or food psychology, we need to first define what is life and what is death."

"This is very profound to everyone at present, even me, but I can tell you clearly that all weird creatures are dead."

"I used to say that you only need to treat weird creatures as a kind of animal. This is to make it easier for everyone to accept at that time, but now I repeat that all weird creatures are dead."

"You can see being weird as a new opportunity, but you can never see being weird as a new life."

Lin Muge emphasized word by word.

Yu Xinning on the side also nodded frantically, taking notes without leaving a word.

Too abstruse!

Too philosophical!

Worthy of being a senior!

"For example...Ling Ning!"

Lin Muge's eyes lit up, and Ning Ning, who had just put down his pen, beckoned.

"Like Lemon!"

"like me!"

Yu Xinning stood up and stood upright in front of the camera with a proud face with her head raised and her chin held up.

The white floral skirt on her body flickered.

"Ling Ning is already dead, and the ashes are all wet, I don't know how long, although she is standing in front of me, she is a living dead."

"Listen well~ I'm just a living dead person!"

Yu Xinning raised her hand again and patted her chest in agreement.

Nearly five million people in the live broadcast room were stunned.

"For example, Xiao Ru, Xiao Ru also died, I don't know how many years it has been."

"For example, Teacher Ji, he is also dead."

"For example, the big spray mushroom, the big spray mushroom has never survived."

"Thousands of hands, they are all dead!"

"It's like picking up two, all of them are dead."

Lin Muge pointed to everyone in the family except himself and said.

""No Survival""

""The Living Dead""

"I am afraid that the pigeon will point to myself and say that I am also dead [dog head]"

"Isn't the pigeon exposed [dog head]"

"If I guessed correctly, there are also many dead people in the live broadcast room [dog head]"

Even though Lin Muge’s little cutie in his own family might seem frantic when he cited the example of death, it turned out to be...so reasonable...

Let everyone change from completely ignorant to non-understandable.

"Of course, if you can say so much tonight, I still have to thank this @leader. The two questions are too critical."

"I think you haven't given a gift, but every episode of my video including the live broadcast record in the watch record has not been left, and the video has been silently three consecutive times."

"Moved, such a low-key true love fan, I... let you set it up as a housekeeper!"

Lin Muge's eyes lit up.

"It just happens that recently there are some navy and sunspots who don't know where they are coming from. You will mute them when you see them in the future!"

"I have nothing to do, mainly because these people sometimes affect everyone's viewing experience."

While talking, he set Zhao Fanzhuo as the room manager, "Everyone is okay?"

"no problem!"

"It's true that only true fans can ask such questions."

"Oh, I just suspected that they were a navy army, apologize!"

"Good evening to the housekeeper!"

"Housing management should be relatively low-key."

"The room manager sent these two bullet screens. It should be because we can't stand it anymore, so they sent them."

Rows of barrage flashed past, and everyone expressed their understanding and support for Lin Muge's approach.

But the most incomprehensible is Zhao Fanzhuo in the box of the Internet cafe at this moment.

He squinted at the computer screen, his face dull.

"I... the house manager?"

After more than ten seconds, he licked his lips and scratched his head in disbelief.

"My tm is the navy!"

"And I'm still the leader of the navy!"

"I am your black fan!"

After hearing Lin Muge say that his future task is to mute the navy and black fans, Zhao Fanzhuo was full of pain and didn't know what to say for a while.

The most outrageous thing is that no one raised an objection...

There are even fans who think he is a real fan of the navy who want to apologize to him...

"Fuck..."

Zhao Fanzhuo scratched his head, he still couldn't believe his face after so long.

"I'm a navy leader to become a housekeeper??"

During the live broadcast, Lin Mupi is still briefly summarizing the popular science content broadcast tonight.

From time to time, I can cue him and praise him for his brave performance in two key moments.

"Boss! Alright!"

"Boss, is this also in your calculations?"

"Absolutely, you have to be the boss. I haven't seen this kind of trick in more than ten years as a navy."

"The boss has been directly promoted to the house manager and successfully penetrated into the enemy's interior!"

"I was just thinking about why the two main points proposed by the boss today are not quite right. It turns out that the reversal is here!"

"Don't say, the boss really lied to me!"

A message popped up frantically in the group.

In the face of all kinds of bells and whistles, Zhao Fanzhuo is a dumb to eat Huanglian and can't tell.

What deceived you, I even deceived myself...

He has been a naval force for so many years, used a voice changer to act as a female fan, and built a small personality split to scold each other, but he has never gained the trust of all true fans and anchors in just a few hours, and has become a unique house manager. Experience.

"……Grass……"

Zhao Fanzhuo placed his phone on the sofa and leaned against the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows with his eyes closed.

Everything tonight is completely out of his plan!

"The reform breeze blows..."

"Hello."

The telephone ringing suddenly rang, and Zhao Fanzhuo quickly mute the live broadcast of Lin Muge and answered it.

"I see that you are already Lin Muge's housekeeper."

A low, hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone after a few seconds.

"Oh boss, yes, yes, I am now Lin Muge's housekeeper..."

Upon hearing this voice, Zhao Fanzhuo quickly sat up, rubbing his eyes nervously.

This is the big gold master!

"Hehe, a navy, became a housekeeper..."

"Ha, I... listen to me explain... I..."

Zhao Fanzhuo's heart was cold. His two snipers against Lin Muge this week were not only useless, but also contributed to Lin Muge's arrogance. It can be said that he is the best sixth man of Lin Muge...

"You did a great job!"

"……what?"

Just as Zhao Fanzhuo's brain was rushing to speak, the voice on the other end of the phone came again.

"This is your plan, first go through these few times to gain the trust of Lin Muge."

"...Ah yes, it's all my plan."

"Yes, I didn't expect your navy to have a thirty-six plan."

"……Ha ha……"

Zhao Fanzhuo's mouth twitched.

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Next... Next... I am the house manager now, then I can..."

"You go to work with Lin Muge."

"……What?"

"Didn't Lin Muge say in the live broadcast that the two people who submitted his resume did not go? You should submit his resume now and settle in their spiritual resource office."

"I...join their...office..."

Zhao Fanzhuo was taken aback for a moment, closed his eyes and scratched his head, "Boss, it's not that I don't want to, his office... his house... I don't feel like his house is a place where people live..."

He said with a trembling voice.

This is killing me...

This is the purgatory that made me go alive...

Although I am a navy soldier, I am still terrible...

"Look at your mobile phone~lightnovelpub.net~ As soon as the voice on the other side fell off, there was a sound of bank card arrival in Zhao Fanzhuo's mobile phone.

"...Okay! I'll write a resume now! Don't worry, boss! I've long wanted to meet that Lin Muge! His house is not hell! What can't be done! I've long wanted to go!"

"Well, when you come, you will focus on taking pictures of Lin Muge's irregular life, and then..."

"Don't worry, I know the boss!"

"Um."

"hiss……"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Fanzhuo looked at the seven-figure deposit he had just received, his pupils shrank for a while, and then immediately turned on the computer to find a resume template.

"I don't want to either!"

"But he really gave too much!"

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