Almost when Zhang Yu hung up and just played the video in a loop, someone immediately typed on the public screen in the room and asked, why not continue to broadcast. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoOf course, this is all slow to respond, and I haven't felt that Zhang Yu is hanging up to record and broadcast.

"yes! That's what I'm listening to. Why did you start from scratch again!Wait...... You're not broadcasting live!It's recording!It's too tasteful!" Someone complained and typed.

"Hey, don't say it! This guy really plays a video! But really, how can there be such a tasteless anchor. You still want me to pay attention, dream about you!" After this person finished speaking, the anchor's attention immediately increased by 1, but he didn't know who ordered it.

On the public screen, people kept swiping the screen, condemning Zhang Yu's despicable behavior.

Zhang Yu on the screen didn't answer at this time, as if he hadn't seen it, and continued to talk as if no one was around.

Zhu Ziquan also scratched his ears and cheeks when he listened, and wanted to continue listening to it in the future, this is still a recording and broadcasting, and he is definitely not here, so it is useless to say it.

A mobile phone prompt sounded, Zhu Ziquan took a look, and found that it was time to go out to work. Although the current self has been hooked by the plot after the story, it is difficult to sit still, but after all, the anchor is not there, and it is useless for you to be anxious.

Zhu Ziquan clicked on the attention first, then opened his mobile phone, logged in to the software of Feilong Live and connected the headphones at the same time, planning to enjoy it again on the way to work.

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Zhang Yu himself continued to attend classes at school, and he didn't think much about the live broadcast, and it was useless to think too much. If you have anything, you have to wait until you get home at noon.

Zhang Yu didn't sleep all night last night, and since the first class in the morning, he had a fight with his eyelids, and he really couldn't hold on anymore, so he quickly fell asleep on the table.

No. 1 Middle School has no students who sleep in class, but there are absolutely very few, and it can be said that one of the freshmen may not meet one. If you want to say that you are sleepy and dozing, at most you will see it occasionally in the afternoon. In the first class of this morning, the people who fell asleep immediately in the dark were even fewer, and it was not too strange to say that it was even strange.

The whole class listened attentively and slept alone. The teacher is not a fool either, so naturally he saw it.

Originally, for the teachers of these key high schools, it was okay to doze off in class, but how could there be no shortcomings in preparing for the war 24 hours a day. But sleeping like a dead pig, and even hearing the sound of snoring, that's not okay, it's a small thing to disrupt the classroom, and it's a big thing to despise the teacher. Therefore, in general, this situation must be dealt with seriously. The penalties are all light!

But this time it was a bit unexpected!

These teachers deliberately ignored Zhang Yu's sleeping behavior and pretended not to see it. Because since yesterday, there has been a grapevine in the office, this student named Zhang Yu, although he is not very good at studying, but his family background is not small, if it is not too much in class, he will turn a blind eye and get by.

It was this attitude that made these teachers pretend not to see Zhang Yu sleeping like a dead pig. If the snoring is too loud, or even a little excessive, let Zhang Yu's tablemate Lu Zhiquan push him so as not to affect others. Anyway, he is just a class, and he will leave after class, and it has nothing to do with him whether he sleeps or not in the future.

Zhang Yu slept all morning, and it was not until the school bell rang in the morning that he was woken up by his fellow seat and left the school in a groggy state.

At noon, Zhang Yu came home from school, looked at the computer, and found that his attention had increased to more than fifty.

There are a lot of messages on the public screen, and I also looked through them, most of them are messages that scold him for being unproductive and fooling people with videos. Of course, some people say that he is right, and I hope that the next episode will be updated soon. There are also some people who have discussed the follow-up plot, and most of them are speculating about who the exhumed body is.

Zhang Yu has no doubts about the charm of Xiaoao Jianghu. A classic is a classic, no matter whether it is morning or evening, it is a classic at any time.

After lunch, Zhang Yu hurriedly typed the plot that had been brewing in his mind in the morning into a document and kept it for later use.

In the afternoon, the first class is physics.

Zhang Yu listened to the thunder and began to fight with his eyelids again. Soon he fell asleep again! Physics teacher Song Renping didn't care about him at this time, pretending not to see it.

Zhang Yu slept for another afternoon.

It wasn't until the school bell rang in the afternoon that Zhang Yucai was woken up by Lu Zhiquan again.

After school in the afternoon, Zhang Yu did not go home. Because the interval was so short, I couldn't sit for a while when I went home, and I had to go back to school, so most of the time was lost on the road. He didn't like to eat in the cafeteria, so like many students, he found a snack at the school gate and simply ate something.

During the evening self-study, Zhang Yu had already slept for a day, not sleeping like during the day, so he didn't continue to lie on the table and sleep like a dead pig. But I'm still a little sleepy, and I'm napping vigorously and swaying.

It wasn't until the evening self-study that Zhang Yu came to his senses, feeling a lot more energetic, a little fierce.

When he returned home in the evening, Zhang Yu logged on to the computer and found that his attention had grown to more than a hundred. But the number of his fans has not increased by one, which shows that it is not easy for the people who follow to turn into fans.

Zhang Yu took off his school uniform, changed into a casual clothes, put on a hat and sunglasses, he thought that he could look older, if he was seen by others at a glance as a minor, he was afraid that he would get into trouble and even be sealed in his room. Everything was properly prepared, Zhang Yu called up the manuscript and stopped the video playback software.

"Hey, why don't you say it, I just heard the key point. Someone immediately typed on the public screen.

"yes, what's going on?" the other typed in response.

Zhang Yu connected to the camera, appeared in the center of the screen, and said: "Thank you for paying attention to Octopus's live broadcast room! I believe that in the first episode of 'Smiling Proud Jianghu', everyone's ears are calloused!"

"I'm taking the test!" The anchor is resurrected, I thought you had a car accident, what time is it!

"Dare to love anchor, you also know that our ears are about to become calloused! Hurry up and broadcast the second episode! Who is the person who was dug up? Speed! Speed!" someone said with a series of angry expressions.

Zhang Yu smiled when he saw this, clicked on the recording on the software, and continued: "Welcome everyone to continue to listen to the second episode of Octopus's storytelling 'Smiling Proud Jianghu'. The people of the Fuwei Dart Bureau came to the small hotel where Lin Pingzhi killed and buried the body, and dug up the body, which surprised everyone, this person was actually the 'Shi Dart Head'. ”

Zhang Yu kept telling the follow-up plot of Xiaoao Jianghu in front of the camera, and as the plot deepened, he was also like a veteran storyteller, comparing and pointing, pointing and pointing, and when it came to the key places, he also looked around and pulled a posture or something, whether it was true or not, but it added a lot to the plot of Xiaoao Jianghu's novel.

Although there are not many people in the room, there are constant messages on the public screen, and from time to time there are people who brush up on likes and dragon scales......

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Super tube Zhu Ziquan, go to bed late at night. The company's working hours are more flexible, and if you have special needs and want to take time off from home or simply use your mobile phone to manage it, the company also allows it. However, each supercharger must ensure that he or she is online every day to avoid major problems in the category he is responsible for. Because there have been frequent incidents of video anchors crossing the border in China recently, the company has recently been full of grass and trees, and the requirements are relatively strict.

Zhu Ziquan, as usual, logs in to the company's internal management software, and always pays attention to the real-time dynamics of the rooms in the category he is responsible for.

As soon as the roaring octopus went online, he found it as soon as possible. Naturally, he followed, and as a fan of martial arts novels, the roaring octopus told the story very wonderfully, and he was quickly attracted to it.

Zhu Ziquan felt a little contradictory while listening......

If you want to say that this roaring octopus said this book of smiling and proud rivers and lakes, I also searched on the Internet during the day, and there was not a single book with this name. It can be seen that this book should be the original novel of this roaring octopus. Although the plot of the opening seems a bit old-fashioned, the good thing is that what people say is wonderful, one link after another, which makes people want to stop.

Originally, this level can be continued to pay attention or meet the company's minimum contract standards. However, the company has regulations that anchors like this kind of on-hook recording and broadcasting try not to sign a contract, even if it is the lowest E-level contract. This kind of person generally can't guarantee the online time, and it is difficult to interact with netizens in the way of hanging, and the interaction is less, the gifts are naturally less, and the company can't make money by signing a contract, so it is generally not signed.

Let's say no!

From Zhu Ziquan's professional point of view, it is a pity, after all, this level of storyteller is still rare on the Internet.

Contradiction!