Hearing Li Wanqing say that she wanted to be an anchor, Zhao Qian really couldn't react.

How did she come up with the idea to do this?

Li Wanqing said excitedly: "Think about it, how comfortable the anchor is, as long as he chats with the audience on the screen every day, sells cuteness, or eats some snacks or something in the live broadcast, there will be local tyrants to reward gifts, this kind of profession is the most suitable for me." ”

With a happy expression on her face, the fact that she earns a million a month from live eating is similar to falling money from the sky in her opinion, before this, she never thought that there were so many people watching live broadcast meals and making so much money.

So she thought, even that little Korean fat man can earn so much by eating live broadcasts, there is no reason why no one watches my beautiful girl's live broadcast. So she made up her mind to test the waters.

Zhao Qian couldn't complain: "The premise of selling cuteness is to be cute, do you think you are cute enough?"

"Am I not cute enough?" asked Li Wanqing rhetorically.

Zhao Qian: "......" I have never seen such a brazen person!

Well, in fact, she looks really good, although it is not the typical Internet celebrity awl face, but it is also outstanding, and more importantly, her temperament is pure. Maybe those viewers who are used to seeing all kinds of bewitching goods will like her type.

In this era of the Internet explosion, all kinds of beauties emerge in an endless stream, and natural and man-made methods are all eye-catching by their abilities.

Because of this, people's aesthetics have improved nowadays, and it is more difficult to find a partner.

It's just that Zhao Qian is still not at ease: "Then do you think you can speak well?"

As an anchor, of course, you have to speak and interact with the audience in order to get a gift. In my impression, although Li Wanqing sometimes chatters non-stop, Zhao Qian is not sure if she can interact with the audience well.

Many people are usually very good at talking, but they get stuck in front of the audience, so they are destined to not be able to become a good anchor.

Li Wanqing retorted: "My Chinese language is quite standard, and I also have a teacher qualification certificate, and the Putonghua exam is first-class." How do you know if you don't try?"

Zhao Qian sighed: "I still haven't figured out why you want to be an anchor." ”

If you want to be famous, then being a star is much higher than being an anchor, if you say it's for money, seriously, unless it's a big anchor, otherwise the average small anchor really doesn't have much money to get. Just like an online writer, don't look at the large scale of the industry and the large number of employees, but if you want to make money, you must at least be above the middle level, and most of the low-level personnel are just mixed with food and clothing, and it is okay to work part-time.

More people may think that the anchor is very fun, and the nature of participating in the ticket is completely incomparable with the official anchor.

In Zhao Qian's opinion, she is now playing tickets.

Li Wanqing's eyes widened, and she looked angry: "Sister is not doing this for you?"

"For me?" Zhao Qian looked confused. What's the matter with me?

"That's right. ”

Li Wanqing looked serious: "We need money for the house we rent, money for water and electricity bills, money for food, and money for buying something." Where does the money come from? Don't you have to rely on my sister to make it?"

In fact, Zhao Qian wanted to refute it, but found that the truth was indeed as she said, and now most of the expenses are supported by her, although she also earned more than 1,000 yuan, but that money is not enough for a month's rent.

Wait, it's obviously her house, her expenses, what's the matter with herself?

Zhao Qian wiped his sweat and was almost taken into the ditch by her.

But she's said so much, so let her try, anyway, there's nothing to lose, at most it costs some money to buy a microphone and camera. What if it succeeds?

Speaking of mobile phones, you can also broadcast live, and now the female anchors on many platforms are broadcast live on their mobile phones, just sitting on the sofa or bed and chatting with the audience, and then saying a few words "Mo Mo Da", and then the gifts came in an uproar, and they didn't even have to show the ditch, which made more money than in Dongguan.

Zhao Qian was actually afraid that Li Wanqing would not be able to stand the foul language on the Internet, and she would be depressed and uncomfortable at that time. He knows best what the environment is in the live broadcast barrage online, and he knows what kind of thoughts he has when he looks at the live broadcast of the beautiful women. So she doesn't necessarily have to be able to survive.

Forget it, the path is her choice anyway, it's up to her to see how she walks herself.

Zhao Qian made up his mind that it would be a big deal to supervise her more in the future, and the live broadcast every day could not be too long, and once she found that she was not in the right mood, she would immediately stop the live broadcast activities.

"Okay, if you're happy. Zhao Qian spread his hands. Since she insists on fighting on the basis of reason so much, she is not too opposed, so she should be given a chance to be willful.

I just couldn't help but ask in my heart: "System, do you think she can succeed?"

The system replied, "The system thinks it's worth giving it a try." ”

Zhao Qian wondered: "You are very optimistic about her?"

System: "Have you forgotten the host, this is a world of faces." Whether it's Xiao Xianrou or an Internet celebrity, don't they all rely on a face to eat? It doesn't matter if you don't have acting skills, 800 stand-ins can be changed at any time, and you can still cut out pictures if you can't do it, as long as you look good. ”

Zhao Qian: "You said so reasonably, I was speechless. ”

He has heard of similar news, a certain star is paid a high price, and as a result, the matter of using cutout technology to deceive fans has been exposed, and various notices have been received.

In this sick society, it is becoming more and more difficult for people like themselves who can only rely on their talents to get ahead.

Ahh

Li Wanqing over there was triumphant: "I can see that a person like me who has both talent and appearance, in today's face-looking society, making money just by talent is a waste of the appearance given to me by God, so a two-pronged approach is the best." Live for a few hours every day, and the rest of the time to do translation work, as long as you don't have to worry about going hungry even if the anchor's work doesn't improve. ”

It's easy to say, but it's not necessarily easy to sit up, and she'll know it when she hits a wall.

Zhao Qian pursed his lips, knowing that she couldn't listen to anything she said now, so she simply didn't say it, and promised her: "Since that's the case, then you can try it first, if it doesn't work, then dispel this idea as soon as possible, and find a way to find a proper job." ”

"Got it, that's verbose. Li Wanqing muttered quietly, but in the face of Zhao Qian's fierce eyes, her neck shrank in fright.

Leaving the school garden, returning to the dormitory, there was still half an hour to turn off the lights at close range, Zhao Qian simply opened the author's backstage and looked at it, and found that the increase in the collection was quite gratifying, so he was relieved. Anyway, I only have 150,000 words now, and I am still some distance away from being put on the shelves.

It's a lot of urging in the book review area:

"What about the million-word manuscript that you said, won't your conscience hurt the author?"

"Love Letters: Conscience? Non-existent!"

"Let's raise money to send blades to love letters, I'll contribute ten first. ”

"An author earns millions a month by selling fan blade gifts, 6666 ......"

Zhao Qian smiled and uploaded today's update.

It happened that Zhong Kai came back from outside, saw the page opened by Zhao Qian, and said more with a sloppy mouth: "Yo, there are no eunuchs yet?"