Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

The two of them immediately started the next round. This round, the initial bounty was a bit low, only 1000 yuan. Jiang Siming killed twenty people in this round, but unfortunately, the upper limit for the butcher’s bounty was only ten. However, ten doublings still gave Jiang Siming 1,024,000 yuan, about one million. This was already quite a lot; to earn a million bounty in one game, Jiang Siming nearly laughed off his shorts. However, in the following few games, the initial bounty was even lower, 200 yuan for one game, and only 50 yuan for another.

Although it looked small, ten doublings actually amounted to a lot, and the two rounds together gave him over 100,000 yuan. These two games also gave Jiang Siming four shards, fewer than the first round, but Lao Jiang was already quite satisfied. Previously, he might not have gotten three shards even after three rounds, but today his luck seemed to have returned, as if the aura of a Euro-king had possessed him, thanks to the guy 17shou. The four shards allowed Jiang Siming to complete [Walmart Jing’an Branch], and also to complete [Danger Perception], and even gave him a shard of [Renkong Charm]. Currently, [Renkong Charm] was just one shard away from being completed, and [Huayi Share] was also missing just one shard.

After playing three rounds, it was already nearly four o’clock in the morning. Jiang Siming didn’t want to stay up any longer. "Shou, I’m done, I’m off." "Alright, big shot, see you next time," 17shou said with a bitter smile, as no one had ever called him Shou before, it sounded like he was being called a junior. However, his name was indeed hard to pronounce, and generally, fans called him ShuShu, which was too intimate, and for men, it sounded a bit feminine.

So, Jiang Siming could only call him Shou. Before leaving, Jiang Siming left ten rockets in 17shou’s live stream, as compensation for constantly snatching other people’s kills today. Turn off the game, Jiang Siming was about to end his broadcast. But the fans were not at all willing to let him go, even though it was already the early hours of the morning. "Fine to go, but don’t forget the new song."

"We’ve been looking forward to it, waiting for over three hours."

"Don’t you know what to do next?"

"Thinking of leaving already, bro~"

"My roommate and I are staying up waiting, looking forward to the new song!"

Despite the late hour, the number of people in Jiang Siming’s live room increased instead of decreasing, with over 7 million online and a popularity value of 350 million. This was all due to Jiang Siming’s promise to sing a new song; otherwise, not many people would be interested in watching a game so late at night. With such enthusiastic support from the fans, Jiang Siming felt it would be a grave sin not to sing, so he had to! He thought of a song he wanted to sing, but suddenly it started raining heavily outside.

Jiang Siming glanced at the heavy rain outside and suddenly thought, might this song sound better if he sang it outside? "Everyone, I’ve decided to sing this song on the street outside, so I’ll switch to mobile live streaming. Please wait a moment, it will take about five minutes, and I’ll definitely bring you a different visual and auditory experience." After saying that, Jiang Siming turned off his computer, leaving the audience a bit bewildered.

"He’s leaving already?"

"Another lightning-fast logout? Don’t play with our emotions!"

"Sing on the street? Won’t people think he’s crazy?"

"What difference could there be between outdoor and indoor?"

"I think this is just unnecessary."

Despite all these comments, everyone still patiently waited in the live room. Jiang Siming had many loyal fans, and they wouldn’t be upset over this small early logout. Soon, ten minutes had passed. Just when everyone thought Jiang Siming had really logged out to sleep, the live stream came back on! What they saw was an unknown street in Shanghai in the early hours of the morning, and it was raining heavily at that moment. The streetlights illuminated the puddles on the road, as if reflecting the entire city. At this hour, there was no one around, Jiang Siming placed the microphone under a streetlight, and his phone was placed in a position where it could fully capture him without getting wet. Enjoy exclusive content from empire

The microphone was of high quality and waterproof, so there was no need to worry about it being ruined by the rain. Jiang Siming stood under the streetlight in the rain, holding a guitar in his arms. The rain quickly soaked his clothes and hair; today, Jiang Siming was wearing a white sleeveless shirt. The rain made the sleeveless shirt stick to his body, almost turning it transparent. The ’view’ inside the sleeveless shirt made all the female viewers breathe faster, their blood boiling, and a warm current surging in their noses. Oh my God! What a devilish figure! Currently, the best-bodied young male star in the entertainment industry is Peng Yuanyan, followed by Han Dongjun.

Both of them have excellent bodies and looks. But now, in front of Jiang Siming, they were only considered ’good.’ This was already at a level that defied nature. It was the difference between a king and a diamond. With his body modified by intermediate-level gene editing, it naturally outclassed anyone who had only relied on postnatal exercise and fitness. Jiang Siming’s girlfriends all turned red and felt a surge of spring in their hearts the moment they touched his upper body muscles.

Especially when his hair was drenched and combed back, forming a high-top. This look was not ugly but rather retro, a style favored by the handsome men of the 1990s.

"Peng Yuanyan, forgive me for changing my heart."

"With this figure, even bodybuilders are nothing compared to him!"

"This is the most perfect male figure I’ve ever seen, without a doubt!"

"Can I tell you that I’m already gc?"

"Ha, I’ve been flooded twice already!"

The female audience members were all ravenous, wishing they could crawl through the screen and touch him just once. Ladies and gentlemen, the new song you’ve been looking forward to is coming. Get ready for a feast for both your ears and eyes. After saying this, Jiang Siming struck the guitar in his hand, and a very strong electric sound flooded over.

"This is a simple little love song, singing of the twists and turns in people’s hearts. I think I am very happy when I feel your warmth. The air at my feet begins to turn..."

It was a melody and lyrics that no one had ever heard before, yet it made people feel exceptionally comfortable. In the sky at four o’clock in the morning, it made people feel fresh and natural, eager to step out of their beds and embrace the world. The lyrics of the prelude were like a monologue, simple words but with a touch of literary charm. Just like every post-90s person has written some words that only they could understand, poems that only they could read.

"This is a simple little love song, singing of the doves in our hearts. I think I am well-suited to be a singer of praise. Youth is drifting in the wind..."

Two consecutive simple little love songs seemed to intentionally remind everyone that this was a love song. But why add the word ’little,’ no one knew for now. It could be a fresh, clean love song, or a subtly romantic love song. Everything still needed to be listened to. But from the doves and the singer of praise, the ’little’ in the song likely referred to the former. He wants to be a singer of praise for youth, to sing out the doves buried in his heart.

This sentence is easily understood by those who have experienced youth. The doves represent the dreams of the youth period, the dreams that symbolize each youth. It seems that everyone now understands why Jiang Siming chose to sing this song in the rain outside. He is pouring out his heart, singing at the top of his voice, and the room is too small to contain the dreams of youth.