"Big brother, can you not be so cold!

"Have you forgotten the slave family, the slave family is that beautiful little Daji!"

"Boom, little brother, do you remember that female anchor with big breasts?"

"Please reply, pro ヽ (•̀ω•́)ゝ!!"

Liao Yuan looked at a series of short messages from the female anchor nicknamed Fu Xiaoci and fell into deep thought.

A minute ago, he took out a business card in his wallet, which was introduced to his cheap assistant by Fu Yuntao after hearing about his idea of wanting to enter the anchor world, saying that he was a female anchor with good traffic, or his own sister.

At first, he felt that the three words "Fu Xiaoci" on the business card were a little familiar, and he didn't pay much attention to it, but just after accidentally flipping through the SMS box of Station J, he was instantly attracted by the five words "anchor Fu Xiaoci".

Looking at the avatar of Fu Xiaoci's COS anime character, Liao Yuan vaguely seemed to be able to see the other party's appearance in the piano store that day:

A young female anchor with a foxy face, wearing an anime Cos costume, and a half-exposed breast, appeared in front of her with a selfie stick in her hand......

"Is there such a coincidence?"

Liao Yuan looked at the business card seriously, in addition to the three words Fu Xiaoci, the suffix Xiaohuangyu Culture Brokerage Co., Ltd. signed anchor and other words, and finally the address and contact information.

He thought about it, so he opened the text message box, entered text on the editing bar, and clicked the message to "anchor Fu Xiaoci" to send: "Is it there?"

"Yes, Okami!!"

In less than ten seconds, the anchor Fu Xiaoci sent a text message: "Oh my God, the great god actually replied to me!

Liao Yuan was a little unaccustomed to this passionate way of chatting online, and struggled for two minutes before replying: "Hehe, hello!"

"I'm good, very good, very good! God, can you add WeChat? WeChat chat is more convenient. ”

It can be seen that the anchor Fu Xiaoci was very surprised by Liao Yuan's reply, not only the text language was very radical, but also took the initiative to give a WeChat number.

If this kind of thing is known to Fu Xiaoci's fans, it will definitely beat his chest.

How many straight men, crazy men, obscene men, want to ask for a kiss on WeChat and can't get it, unless you reward tens of thousands of oranges.

Liao Yuan was already seventy or eighty percent sure at this time that this Fu Xiaoci was Fu Xiaoci, so he didn't add WeChat, and directly picked up his mobile phone and dialed the phone number on the business card.

A moment later, a delicate voice sounded: "Which one?"

Liao Yuan asked, "Hello, is it Fu Xiaoci?"

"It's me, who are you?"

"I'm Liao Yuan. ”

"Who is Liao Yuan? I don't know, hang up. ”

"Toot, toot, toot, toot......"

Liao Yuan listened to the blind voice on the phone, looking confused.

Drip, drip, drip.

There was a prompt sound from the computer, and "anchor Fu Xiaoci" sent four or five inquiry text messages in a row because he had not received a reply from Asdfghj for a long time.

Liao Yuan was patient and typed the keyboard word by word: "I just called you." ”

"Anchor Fu Xiaoci" sent three question marks: "??? Nani?"

After a few more seconds, a new message came from the text message box again: "What the hell am I doing??Uncle A? You called just now?"

Seeing this, Liao Yuan sighed, and was about to reply, when the phone at the table buzzed and vibrate.

Liao Yuan looked down at the caller ID, and answered, "Hello." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

After seven or eight sorry in a row, Fu Xiaoci shouted excitedly: "Uncle A, you are so handsome! Are you a hacker? How did you get the slave's phone number? I really can't imagine that the current pianist is so versatile, and the slave family is very happy!"

Liao Yuan was given goosebumps all over his body, and he regretted wasting his time on getting to know this unreliable female anchor, so he said: "I may have made the wrong call, I'm sorry to bother, and I will leave." ”

"Huh?"

Fu Xiaoci's voice became anxious: "Don't, why are you here, I speak normally, speak normally." ”

Liao Yuan suppressed the urge to hang up the phone, and said bluntly: "Brother Ling is Fu Yuntao and Director Fu?"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Fu Xiaoci was surprised: "Uncle A, how do you know?"

Liao Yuan smiled: "I just met Director Fu in the morning, Director Fu gave me your business card, I think this name is a little familiar, and when I came back, I found that there was your name in the message on the station." ”

"Huh? That's a coincidence, isn't it?"

Fu Xiaoci was a little skeptical: "Why did my brother give you my business card......?" Didn't my brother tell you that he has a big breast, a big ass, a white skin, and a beautiful appearance, who can earn money and support his family, can enter the hall and can enter the kitchen, and is well-behaved, cute, obedient and gentle, so Uncle A, you can't help but be horny, so you can't help but ask my brother for a phone?"

Liao Yuan: "??? excuse me, take your leave." ”

"Hey, don't, don't, I'll promise to speak normally this time. ”

Fu Xiaoci swore three poisonous oaths in a row before he stopped Liao Yuan's urge to hang up the phone.

"I'm a newcomer to the J station, and I don't know a lot about the website. ”

Liao Yuan reorganized his language: "So I want to find a senior with experience in this area to teach, especially in live broadcasting, Miss Fu, how to keep the number of live viewers rising without showing up, making no noise, and no interaction, I think you must have your own way." ”

"Uncle A, are you the seventh son of the empire?"

Fu Xiaoci said seriously: "If you are the seventh son of the empire, even if the screen goes black during your live broadcast, the number of viewers will rise in a straight line." ”

"What Seventh Son of the Empire?" Liao Yuan was stunned.

"You don't know?"

Fu Xiaoci was a little surprised, but still patiently explained: "The seventh son of the empire is the top artist in the domestic entertainment industry, which is a popular saying in the past two years, each of them has more than 100 million fans around the world, and the fourth son of the returned country is even more popular, and has a strong ability to realize popularity at home and abroad......"

Liao Yuan was stunned, but obviously not very emotional about it, "In other words, if there is no popularity, my premise is empty talk, right?"

"No, no, Uncle A, although you are not popular, you have potential, and the slave family likes potential stocks the most...... Okay, Uncle A, have you ever thought about participating in the One Emperor and Four Emperors Piano Competition?" Fu Xiaoci asked sincerely.

Liao Yuan shook his head and said, "I haven't thought about it." ”

Fu Xiaoci said again: "With Uncle A's strength, it's not too easy to stand out in this piano competition, won't your popularity come up at that time? If you can win the championship in that division, it will be even better! If you can directly win the final emperor award, wow, tens of millions of bonuses! What kind of anchor will you do when the time comes, just just lie down and count the money!"

Liao Yuan smiled: "This is an offline competition, if I participate, then the premise I want no longer exists!"

"That's easy, just wear a mask!"

Fu Xiaoci snorted and said: "As for communication or something, it's even simpler, hire the slave family to be your agent, and the slave family guarantees to arrange you comfortably and desired......

Liao Yuan: "......"

Second battalion commander, you fucking Italian artillery!