Text Chapter 7 The anchor makes so much money?

"What did you say you were doing in the mountains with a live broadcast at night, and also, what kind of ancient tomb is this, isn't it just a small dirt bag?" Xiao Qi then glanced at the dirt bag with the light of his mobile phone and said.

The man took out a cigarette from his bag at this time, handed Xiao a cigarette, Xiao Qi took it and lit it, the scarlet cigarette butt looked very strange in the night without lights.

"Brother, don't you know, it's not easy to be an anchor now, in order to absorb some fans, I can think of all the ways I can think of, I also came up with such an idea in the past two days, and now people like excitement, so I'll take them out at night, saying that it's to explore the ancient tomb." The man said.

"Are you just going to live live full-time and not do other jobs?" Xiao Qi asked with some interest.

"I don't have a degree, I didn't graduate from high school, and I don't like to be controlled in the factory, and I don't like to look at people's faces, so I became an anchor"

"How much money does you make a month as an anchor, it's worth it for you to come out like this at night. Xiao Qi sat on a stone and said with a smile.

"I can't make much money after a month of hard work, about 20,000 yuan," Ange sighed.

"Twenty thousand?" Xiao Qi couldn't help but feel very surprised, is it so profitable to be an anchor.

"That's right, 20,000, we can't compare to those anchors who have millions of fans at every turn, I have hundreds of thousands of fans, and I can barely be satisfied with the 20,000 yuan a month",

Xiao Qi chatted with the man for a few words, and knew that the man's name was Li Xiaosen, who was from the next village, not far away, after smoking a cigarette, reminding the man to pay attention to safety at night, and asked for his contact information, saying that he had the opportunity to learn from him about being an anchor.

This is also Xiao Qi's personal relationship, on the way home from the cart, Xiao Qi has been thinking about this matter all the time.

Because her aunt Li Sumei called Xiao's mother, when Xiao got up the cart and got home, it was nearly nine o'clock, and his parents were watching TV in the living room, watching Xiao's father's favorite TV series, which was the anti-Japanese drama "Bright Sword" starring Mr. Li Youbin, a national first-class actor.

Xiao Qi parked the car and did not rush to repair the car, but directly said hello to Xiao's father and mother, and took the gift he bought to his parents.

Xiao's mother smiled and blamed Xiao Qi for wasting money, but she was still very happy like a treasure and couldn't put it down, Xiao's father was busy watching TV, took the watch handed over by Xiao's mother and held it in his hand, his eyes were still staring at the TV intently.

Xiao Qi smiled and said that he went upstairs first, and he couldn't wait to stride up to the roof.

Xiao Qi took his mobile phone and first searched for a lot of information about the live broadcast on a certain browser. This is unbelievable, my God, the two major mainstream live broadcast platforms, the two major platforms of chopsticks hand and Shake Xiaoyin, the users are actually in hundreds of millions, and there are also some big anchors' information, and some anchors receive screenshots of gifts, and the number of gifts on them makes Xiao Qi fall silent.

Xiao started a cigarette and downloaded the chopsticks app.

What Xiao Qi didn't know was that his fate had changed completely since then.

The network at home is not very good, but it is still okay to watch a video or something, Xiao first browsed a lot of anchors' videos, some singing and dancing, some funny, some promoting positive energy, some showing off their figures, and there are many handsome men and beautiful women.

Xiao Qi tried to search for a few big anchors he had just learned, and sure enough, there were more than 40 million fans, Xiao Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly, this might as well be more than those big stars.

Xiao Qi learned to click on the page where he recorded the video, and looked at his avatar on the screen blankly, but he didn't know what to shoot.

Regardless of Xiao Qi, although he is not a genius, he is at least a super smart person, after smoking a cigarette, he has already analyzed the trend of live broadcast with chopsticks.

That is, you must have your own characteristics and attract enough fans to be able to start the live broadcast and have the opportunity to receive gifts from others.

Xiao Qi searched again, and the keyword of this search was "how to increase the number of fans with chopsticks"

As a result, there are various schemes, but there is no practical reference significance.

Suddenly, Xiao had an idea, and saw a lot of writing on the chopsticks, and he had practiced calligraphy for a few years, so he turned out the brush and ink that had not been used for two years and a stack of red paper from the bedroom, which was bought when he went home for the New Year two years ago and wrote the Spring Festival couplets.

The ink was almost dry, so Xiao Qi went to wash his hands and diluted it with some water. Only then did he click on the record button, holding the mobile phone in one hand and the brush in the other, thinking for two seconds, and directly writing down the four big characters of Futai Ankang.

Then, just at the end of the video recording time, the writing will be finished.

Xiao Qiqi opened the video and looked at it, the picture is not as good as the videos of other anchors, but he is still very satisfied with the words written, no longer hesitates, and publishes it directly, and then stares at the phone, for a while, there is still no browsing record, no comments. At this time, Xiao Qi remembered Li Xiaosen and sent him a message

"Xiao Sen, I'm Xiao Qi, have you gone back?"

Two seconds later, the phone rang, and the message Li Xiaosen replied to

"It's on the way, and the fans have run out of my live broadcast room when they see that this is a small dirt bag, and today is considered yellow"

"I have something to consult you," Xiao Qi hurriedly said.

"What's the matter, just say it"

"I posted a video of calligraphy on the chopsticks, what should I do if no one watches it?" Xiao Qi asked

"This is normal, calligraphy is written on the chopsticks, whether it is a master or a novice, there are no 100,000 and 90,000, it was like this at the beginning, you try not to just write, show your talent more, post more videos, and slowly there will be more fans, and it has been more than three months since I got the live broadcast permission" Li Xiaosen said inappropriately.

"Okay, I'll try again, you hurry home and stay safe"

"Gotcha"

Putting down his phone, Xiao Qi browsed the videos of some big anchors again, and watched the live broadcast of the anchor with more than 40 million fans for a while, and found that it was indeed attractive and very easy for people to integrate into.

When Xiao Qi went downstairs, he walked through the corridor to the living room, Xiao's father and Xiao mother were watching TV, sitting side by side on the sofa, inside the TV, Li Yunlong was yelling loudly "fire", Xiao's father was smiling and turned his head to point to the TV and said something to Xiao's mother.

Xiao Qi suddenly felt that this scene was very warm, his parents had been married for 30 years, and they had respected each other for 30 years, it was really not easy, Xiao Qi suddenly wanted to record this scene, picked up his mobile phone, and clicked on the recording, but he didn't notice that this was still the recording page in the chopsticks.

After the recording, Xiao Qi was still in the chopsticks, and suddenly his head flashed, isn't this positive energy? Looking at the appearance of his parents in the video, the corners of Xiao Qi's mouth couldn't help but smile happily.

Then, Xiao started to publish the button and shared this warm scene on the chopsticks.