**When millions of traffics become a curse, what grows in the black soil is not crops, but cannibalistic lies. **
Chang Xiaoyu, a girl from Northeastern China, rushed into the rainstorm with a cracked-screen mobile phone. She just wanted to harvest the 20 acres of corn at home.
No one expected that this outrageous live broadcast would make her famous overnight and become the "Wolf Warrior version of Li Ziqi".
No one knows that the blue spores seeping into the cracks are rewriting the rules of the entire live broadcast era.
**Every carnival you swipe is a data needle pierced into her spine. **
The millions of signing bonuses given by capital bought away the black soil between her fingernails and the right to tell the truth.
When the sauerkraut tank begins to seep fluorescent liquid, when the blood of the dummy turns into a stream of data in front of the camera,
Only then did Chang Xiaoyu understand——
This time, netizens rewarded not agricultural products, but a large-scale real-life survival game.
**On the anniversary of the heavy rain, the black earth opened its eyes. **
The mutated corn danced a shamanic dance in the live broadcast room, and the barrage turned into a physical spell.
Her tears became the most expensive antidote, and lies were growing cornsilks under their skin.
"Double-click 666, old guys" is no longer a slogan.
When a hundred thousand "hahaha" can pause time, when the "liar" barrage will trigger heavenly punishment,
Chang Xiaoyu grasped the mobile phone holder with roots growing out, and cut a bloody path in the data torrent:
"Today, I'm doing all the hard work for my family - feeding capital to the black soil, spitting it out with the profits!"
