Normally, if Chen Xiaomiao had seen comments like these, she would've already started making snide remarks.
But now, she did nothing. Her mouth hung slightly open as she stared, stunned, at the footage on her screen. She didn't even notice the potato chip that fell from her hand onto the bed.
At that moment, the person and the ghost in the video were fighting once again.
First came punch after punch, then the blades swirling around them, and finally the coolest move of all: a flaming blade technique that sent the ghost flying with a single strike!
Even as a girl, she got goosebumps watching it!
"Now that's satisfying! This is how you fight ghosts!"
But just as the ghost was slain, the footage suddenly froze, as if someone had pressed the pause button.
It was like the final scene of a movie, where the hero killed the villain.
The camera began to zoom in, focusing on the young man's back until it filled the entire screen.
Then flames slowly rose across his silhouette, burning into four large characters.
"Night Dawn!"
At that moment, the comments flooded the screen. The four characters, "Night Dawn," filled it so completely that Chen Xiaomiao's phone started to lag.
"Night Dawn is freaking awesome!!"
"Night Dawn is the best in the world!"
"The top player in Blue Sea! Who dares disagree!"
"He soloed a ghost! I'm asking you, who else can do that?!"
"From today on, Night Dawn is my husband! Nobody's allowed to steal him!"
Just as Chen Xiaomiao was getting as excited as the commenters, the video went completely black. Then...
A line of text appeared.
"I'm Good Professional Player, and I'm [Night Dawn]."
After that came several long lines explaining the game services he offered—a standard ad for a professional gold