Chapter 31 Housing Management

Although the things that happened during the day made her not very happy, but now seeing the private messages from fans, her mood is like riding a roller coaster, and she has climbed to the peak again.

"Thank you, I am very happy to have so many people like me, and it makes me feel that I am not a worthless person."

There are more and more people in the live broadcast room, and the heat brought to her by the first live broadcast has not subsided, and there are still a steady stream of people joining in, and the popularity is getting higher and higher.

However, Fang Yuan knew very well that in this current society with a lot of mobility and everyone was very impetuous, she didn't have any more novelties, and it was very difficult to keep it hot.

And in addition to all kinds of beauty videos, the only thing she can bring to everyone is skin care.

Fortunately, she still has some popularity to borrow, with this batch of foundations, plus her good intentions to make videos, it should not be too fast to hit the street.

Fang Yuan continued to chat with the audience in the live broadcast room, telling about his beauty experience, originally everything was calm, but there was a problem that she was most unwilling to face.

[Why is it that as a beauty blogger, I have always been reluctant to show my face? 】

Someone in the live broadcast room opened the door, and many people immediately responded, asking her to show her face in real person, but she was not confident, where could she show her true face, and she was a little unfavorable when she was asked by everyone.

[So is it really the same as they say, is the blogger an ugly bastard?] 】

[If bloggers want to break their rhetoric, show their true colors. 】

I don't know if these people are water armies from other places, this problem that has been repeatedly emphasized, Fang Yuan can't cover up the past with other topics.

"I don't want to lie to everyone, I really don't look good, and my makeup skills haven't reached the point where I can completely cover up my flaws, so I don't plan to show my ......face in order not to leave a psychological shadow for everyone," Fang Yuan carefully massaged the psychology of those viewers and explained.

There are a lot of people in the live broadcast room, and those who make teasing remarks swipe the screen like crazy, but it has aroused the disgust of others, and they have spoken out to attack those who maliciously lead the war.

[This is a sailor who came from somewhere, and he can't speak, if you want to brush your sense of existence, go to the side, don't defile the place here. 】

[Bloggers don't have to care about their remarks, just forget if you don't want to show your face, we can learn the same.] 】

[The navy is dead, do you hear the explosion on the spot!] Knock on it! 】

Fang Yuan rarely came into contact with this so-called scolding war on the Internet, and was frightened by the back-and-forth remarks in the live broadcast room, and even forgot his lines.

She didn't know how to persuade them, and her persuasion seemed to pale at the moment, so that those who were arguing would not listen.

This live broadcast also ended in a scolding battle, Fang Yuan hurriedly closed the live broadcast, leaning on the back chair for a long time without relieving himself.

The online world is really terrifying, and there is no reason for Internet trolls or anything at all.

She was almost drowned in the saliva of those trolls, and she still had palpitations when she thought about it now.

"Didi-" The phone's prompt sounded.

This is the prompt tone of her live broadcast account, and no one usually looks for her, but now this time I remembered to catch her attention.

took the phone and opened the page, and found that it was actually a private message from several fans:

[Yuanzi, we watched the live broadcast and it was really smoky, you really need a few room managers! ] 】

[We like your videos very much, if you really like to watch your live broadcast, you just have time, or we will be your room manager.] 】

Housing management? Fang Yuan frowned, as if he had indeed not set up a room management in the live broadcast room.

In order to prevent this from happening again today, she does need a few people to help her maintain order while she is live.

"Why don't you choose a few of them as house managers." Fang Yuan thought about it for a moment and began to message them back.

In the end, she identified four house managers, all of whom paid attention to her, and their loyalty was relatively high.

In this way, it should not be easy to have such a chaotic situation as today.

Fang Yuan, who had washed up and was lying on the bed, thought so, just put the phone on the bedside table to charge, only to stop for a while, and immediately rang again.

She didn't have many friends, and she didn't have close contact with her family, at this point in time, no one would usually call her again, but the phone kept ringing, Fang Yuan had no choice but to take it:

"Hey, who?"

She was already about to fall asleep, and she was woken up by the sound of the bell, and she was somewhat unhappy.

And the voice through her mobile phone made her even more unhappy-

"Fang Yuan? I heard that you've been live streaming recently, and you're doing a good job, becoming a supervisor, and you've opened a live broadcast room. The girl on the phone sneered twice, "You still dare to open a beauty area like that, why don't you look in the mirror to see what you look like!" ”

The call came from Lin Meili, who wanted to drive her to death and ended up in the hospital by accident, and her words were full of jealousy, and she gritted her teeth every time she said a word.

Fang Yuan didn't know when he had provoked her, it was obvious that she had used herself first, but now it seemed that he had made himself look like a bad person.

"Lin Meili, you called so late just to tell me this?" Fang Yuan suppressed the displeasure in his heart and calmed down.

She is better off than those people now, and she can't let herself mess up in front of others.

Lin Meili called, first viciously damaged her from top to bottom, until she started cursing her, she didn't say what she meant, Fang Yuan didn't feel heartbroken for her words, and even felt sleepy.

"What the hell are you trying to say? If you just want to scold me, then save it, I won't take it to heart. Now I'm going to sleep, you're not sleepy, I'm sleepy. Fang Yuan didn't want to pay attention to her, and was about to hang up the phone.

Who knew that Lin Meili screamed loudly: "Slut, I haven't settled accounts with you about the car accident you caused me, and you still want to rest?" Where do you come from to qualify for rest! ”

Fang Yuan was completely blinded by her words, what did she mean by harming her? It was clear that Lin Meili wanted to drive a crime, but she was injured and hospitalized in retribution, she didn't run to the rooftop and laughed three times, which was already very face-saving!

Taking a deep breath, Fang Yuan silently pressed the recording button of his phone, "So, you mean it's my fault?" It was I who asked you to use me as a foil to set off your beauty, I asked you to steal my establishment plan and take it to the errand, and it was I who asked you to seduce the boss and be fired without success, and then I poured my anger on me, and wanted to drive me to death, but it didn't work, and finally I was injured and went to the hospital, and I wanted to blackmail me again? ”