In 2019, on September 30, the golden autumn and the National Day, the originally hot and humid coastal cities also ushered in a rare refreshing and cool year. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, on the eve of the long holiday when most people were in a happy mood, in the prosperous building in the prime area of the city center, in the Internet café located in the three-story podium of this commercial and residential building, there was a person who was not in a good mood, and said in a slightly complaining tone: "Ah Sheng, are you joking with me?" ”

"Pop" a stack of female art photos dressed in various two-dimensional character costumes, which he casually threw in front of the desk in front of him.

"The one in this photo is really the same person as the crooked melons and cracked dates who came to interview in the afternoon?!" If it weren't for the flat-headed man on the other side of the office desk, it was a friend who had played since childhood, Wang Xuan actually wanted to throw the photo on the table on the other party's face.

About twenty-seven or eighteen, a flat-headed man wearing denim cropped pants and a black brand-name sports T-shirt, as if he didn't see Wang Xuan's face blacker than the bottom of the pot, smiled indifferently: "Photo, it's a lie!" If they are really beautiful, who spends money to take artistic photos? Anyway, those chicks are in good shape, and they dare to show it... ”

"Luw what? Just that Doudou, the skin is dark and rough, and I don't even look at it when I take it off! Moreover, what we said was to do Coser live studio! As soon as he heard this, Wang Xuan, who could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, took the case and said: "These goods are the same as the street girls at the junction of urban and rural areas in terms of temperament and appearance!" Or maybe you just found it directly from those hair salons and foot baths, right? Let them play cosplay live?! Kid me?! ”

When the flat-headed man Ah Sheng saw that the other party was really angry, he quickly got up and persuaded: "Don't worry! This is just the first batch to come for the interview, and the batch that will come from out of town tomorrow really has a few superb, I swear! Besides, what age is this? Looks average, you can be glamorous with heavy makeup, and if you have an average figure, you can have a career line if you stuff a few more pads, and if you have bad skin, install a beauty camera, and then play a few more soft lights. Gee.. In the video, ensure that the skin is white and tender. ”

"I know! But playing cosplay mainly depends on temperament! I think you were also a professional house with ideals and pursuits... After Wang Xuanbalabala criticized, as if deflated, he sat back and said, "Ah Sheng! Both of us are not young, and we are both 30 uncles after the New Year, although because of the relationship between the family, we all have a house to live in, but we can't always be so half-dead and mixed, right? How much did I spend this time, but I finally got 500,000 yuan from home to renovate the Internet café, if I can't do it... ”

Wang Xuan, a 29-year-old reserve uncle, is the small boss of the Internet café where the two of them live.

Graduated from a third-rate university, he has been fooling around in society for a few years, has done sales, sold insurance, and even wrote a small online novel by himself, but seeing that he is about to enter the year of establishment, he suddenly found that over the years, in addition to being a little handsome because of his appearance, and his family is a local, he has made some achievements in picking up girls, and has successively changed five or six times, from tender to mature girlfriends, what can he do, he will not learn, he has been wasted for almost ten years, and finally he opened a small Internet café with family funding.

And it is such a small Internet café with a net profit of less than 30,000 yuan per month, and at present, because of the general environment, it has begun to make ends meet, although it has not yet begun to lose money, but the number of people on the machine who have been less than 40% from the beginning to the present is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Just when Wang Xuan was faintly anxious in his heart, and even irritablely thinking about simply closing the Internet café and finding something else to try, he and he had been playing in a community since he was a child, and the adults in the family were old colleagues for decades.

[Discussion: Coser live broadcast room with animation elements as the main feature, feasibility report and profit plan]

So, I don't have much industry experience, and I don't really understand the so-called planning case that is just a piece of A4 paper, with neither market data analysis nor specific implementation progress, how simple and unreliable Boss Wang, just pondered it in my heart...

Does the live broadcast look good?

All kinds of girls chat, sell meat, sing, show their talents, and play interactive games, of course, they are good-looking!

Does the live broadcast industry make money?

It seems that money is not money, and all kinds of local tyrants are rewarded, just looking at it makes me feel trembling, that must be earned!

Anime Cosplay Like or Not?

For a half-house or a pseudo-house, maybe you can't say deep love or true love for all kinds of two-dimensional girls, but it's definitely love, and naturally I like this combination of two-dimensional and three-dimensional very much!

So, Wang Xuan, who had only been thinking about it for less than half a day, was brainwashed by Ah Sheng's magic sound, which was comparable to a pyramid scheme, and directly made a decision - to renovate and transform his Internet café, which had reached the end of the road, into a live broadcast studio with 16 independent small rooms.

But at the end of the more than a month transformation period, all kinds of live broadcast equipment (2019 high-end computers, high-definition beauty wireless cameras, independent sound cards, wireless headsets, soft light and dark lights, as well as various portable outdoor live broadcast equipment, large-capacity solar batteries, etc.) and COS props have also been purchased and installed in place, and it is planned that as long as a dozen or so anchors are recruited first, they can be connected to a rented server for internal test broadcasting.

Wang Xuan never expected that Ah Sheng, who had been boasting about how many beautiful resources he had in his hands, would actually bring himself a group of 'street girls' to interview anchors.

This feels like online shopping, when looking at the picture, they are all beautifully made figures, and when they are sent to the hand to unpack, they find that I fork! This is comparable to a knock-off thing from a plastic surgery failure and a car accident, is it really the one I want to buy?!

faintly felt that things were not as good as he imagined, and it seemed that he was slowly falling into the pit of friends, but Wang Xuan, who had not completely given up treatment, sent this loss friend who was nominally a human resource shareholder out of the Internet café under the guarantee that Ah Sheng repeatedly swore that 'there will be good goods tomorrow'. Oh.. Now it has been replaced with the door of the [Manyan Live Studio] signboard.

Sitting alone in the office, after smoking two cigarettes silently, Wang Xuan turned on the computer on several mainstream live broadcast networks, looked at the anchors he followed and seemed to be on vacation, but none of them started online after the broadcast, he was irritable and didn't have the heart to continue to stay in the studio, after turning off the power and locking the door, he stepped on a pair of flip-flops, and planned to go home to sleep.

The ――――――――――― dividing line debuts――――――――――――

At the same time, in outer space - thousands of silver fusiform vehicles that came out of nowhere - using unknown technology to successfully avoid the monitoring of human satellites and observatories, covertly and evenly distributed over the various continents inhabited by humans.

The silver shuttle-shaped spacecraft that had quietly descended to the stratosphere were in place, and the hatches at the bottom suddenly opened, and streams of inexplicable thick white mist, pulled by a strange force, quickly passed through the protection of the ozone layer and slowly merged into the troposphere.

When the initial visible white aerosol is fully combined with the water vapor in the troposphere, it gradually becomes transparent and disperses rapidly with the turbulent air current.

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"Snap"

Wang Xuan, who had just walked out of the podium where the shop was located, was about to turn a corner and go home from the entrance of the residence on the other side of the building, when he suddenly noticed a drop of slightly fishy liquid, with a small crisp sound, dripping on his forehead.

"I'm going? What the hell is this, slimy... "Wang Xuan, who thought it was an unscrupulous guest upstairs and didn't know what to splash down, casually touched the liquid that was sliding down the bridge of his nose, and just felt that the feel and smell were a little wrong, followed by a faint 'rain' sound.

"Hell, didn't the weather forecast say there hasn't been rain in the last week?" Running back to the entrance of the residential area of the building, Wang Xuan, who had been drenched in a cold heart, was drenched in a cold heart, and muttered to himself gloomily while playing with the droplets that slid down in front of his bangs.

"Brother Wang, are you back?" The two security guards in the duty room, for Wang Xuan, who has a kind personality and is generous, often smokes, asks for water, and returns red envelopes to the owner of the New Year, is quite familiar and has a good impression of greeting: "The rain outside is really heavy, look at you drenched... ”

"Uh-huh!" The body was wet and extremely uncomfortable, and there was a faint smell of a strange smell in his nose, and the exposed parts of his face, neck, and arms began to itch slightly, which made Wang Xuan's already bad mood even worse. Naturally, he was in no mood to mess with a few security guards, and hurried to the elevator with a cold face.

After returning to the three-bedroom and one-living room on the 23rd floor, Wang Xuan, who had just washed his body away, felt a wave of sleepiness hit him, threw himself on the bed like a dead dog, and fell asleep groggily.