Chapter 141 Sister, the dead ghost is kneeling beside me......

It worked!

Gao Debiao knew that he had succeeded, and this was not a matter of tens of millions of local tyrants at all!

But with this tens of millions of local tyrants, it is enough to represent the future of the live broadcast platform, the money of the live broadcast industry, and the infinite future.

After all, the live broadcast platform is a live broadcast platform, and it is inherently inferior to the entertainment company in reality, just like the relationship between traditional literature and online literature.

However, even if it is an entertainment company, how many big-name stars can reach tens of millions of dollars? Even if it is still a lot, how many years of hard work have it been?

Once this matter spreads, even if the entertainment companies in reality still look down on online live broadcasts, they have to watch the live broadcast platform make money with envy and jealousy!

Trembling hands grabbed the internal landline on the table, pressed a cornet number, Gao Debiao ordered: "Pass my order, all employees of the company will double their wages this month, and it is all employees, including the sweeping aunt!"

"Uh...... Yes, Chairman!"

The secretary on the other end of the phone almost thought that Gao Debiao was crazy, after all, it was working time, although he heard the noise of some departments of the company, but the news had not yet come out.

"Spicy next door, what does that stinky woman know?" The man's voice sounded as soon as the animation dissipated.

The whole live broadcast room was quiet except for the man's words, as if there was no one left, only the dense rain of red envelopes and the fish balls like light spots were falling, Wang Xueyao subconsciously clicked on it, and actually got eight small fish (grilled fish currency), which is equivalent to eight cents.

But as long as you look at the number of more than one million people in the live broadcast room, I am afraid that most of the online accounts of the grilled fish platform have come to Wang Xueyao's live broadcast room, and this wave of rewards is really scary.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you were cleaned up by your wife?" asked Wang Xueyao with some amusement.

10 million, Wang Xueyao still doesn't have too many feelings, maybe she didn't pay much attention to this money in her previous life and this life, so she didn't feel excited.

"Little girl, the mother-in-law of Lao Tzu's family doesn't believe that you are so talented, saying that if it is fake, Lao Tzu will kneel on the keyboard tonight, saying that Lao Tzu is cheap;

"Yes, I don't know what kind of song my uncle wants, that is, what are the prerequisites?" Wang Xueyao said casually.

The man said: "That turtle son just taught Lao Tzu, you use songs to teach Lao Tzu a lesson, let him know what it is to be sensible!"

Wang Xueyao frowned and shook her head: "Uncle, young eagles always have to spread their wings and fly high, I personally really don't want to see parents erase their children's talents, forgive me! Because I am only seven or eight years old, I think no matter how I say it, it is not enough to be 'bad'." ”

"The turtle son was born to Lao Tzu, what kind of talent does he have? It's good enough not to be naughty!" the man disagreed.

"Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion! No one is perfect, everyone has their own shining point, or interest, or specialty, or thought, or even just a peculiar appearance, everyone can be said to be a natural genius; we don't want our parents to control us, but when we are our own parents, we want to control our children in everything, why bother? Compare our hearts with our hearts, as long as we are human beings, our hearts are the same flesh and blood! It is our education, our parents, who have erased our talents again and again, that so many geniuses have finally become mediocre and become mediocre talents one after another, why bother?" Wang Xueyao sighed.

"Hey, little girl, we don't care about him, he's big?!" the man yelled.

"People don't know water and stay away from water, but they don't know that people are born with water, because people themselves are conceived in the water, but the day after tomorrow is slowly forgotten, who can say that they will never fall into the water in their lives, and they are not in danger and learn a skill that may save their lives? Suppose a child has excellent mathematical talent since childhood, but the language is extremely poor, the first reaction of parents and teachers is to work hard to make up for the language; but they don't know that the child suffers not to mention, and uses ten times the effort to exchange the language for the same level as ordinary people, but wastes the mathematical talent, and finally after leveling, it is just completely mediocre; no one is perfect, and perfection means mediocrity, not genius!" Wang Xueyao said lightly.

The barrage that has just slowly recovered is suddenly gone, I don't know how many people are thinking about Wang Xueyao's words, and I don't know how many people are deeply touched, but they regret it too late!

"Human civilization is not the work of one person, not the power of one person, behind the blossoming of a hundred flowers is the creation of standards by countless generations of people who have protruded in a certain line, and reclaimed the initial path, and only then can the descendants embark on the Kangyang Avenue, and only after they have walked can they go beyond and continue to reclaim; man is not a god, how can he be omniscient and omnipotent? Not to mention this, please ask my uncle to put forward your request, if you insist on this, I can also promise you!" Wang Xueyao said quietly.

"This ...... , little girl, you are right, if Lao Tzu was ......; Hey, I know my destiny, so don't say it! you can do it......" the man sighed.

"Then bring your son, I think about it......" Wang Xueyao said and closed her eyes and went to find the system.

One silence is five minutes, mainly because there are too many children's songs, but it doesn't seem to meet Wang Xueyao's requirements, and it's too troublesome to choose and choose.

Five minutes later, Wang Xueyao reopened her eyes and asked, "Uncle, are you there?"

"Sister, the dead ghost is kneeling beside you...... a milky voice, and I can't hear the boys' voices of men and women.

"Dead ghost?" Wang Xueyao was stunned.

"yes, that's what Mom called him!"

“……”

Wang Xueyao almost couldn't hold her face, and there was laughter on the barrage.

"Ahhh......hh

"......" Wang Xueya continued to be confused.

Sure enough, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the children of mice will make holes......

"Okay, okay, uncle, don't think about teaching your children a lesson, they all say that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, your son seems to have a good education, at least like your own, one by one. ”

After a little sarcasm, Wang Xueyao continued: "Little friend, what's your name?"

"Dog, ouch......"

"Uh...... , I mean your name!" Wang Xueyao felt a little suffocated, remembering that she had always been the one who made people difficult to speak.

"What is the name? That's how the dead ghost and his mother call Lao Tzu'......"

If an adult says this, it will give people the feeling of arrogance, but it feels different when it is said in a child's voice, it is simply a face of blood.

"Well, then,, do you know the hero?"