Chapter 1 Scrap Wood Anchor

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Zhu Xiaobo, male

A native of Shandong, China

Network name: Zhu large intestine

Friends jokingly called 'Zhu Mimi'. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

is a waste wood possessed by an otaku god, who is mixed in the live broadcast industry all day long, and originally wanted to use the Internet celebrity profession of anchor to become a CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and go to the pinnacle of life.

As a result, the dream is very plump, the reality is very skinny, Zhu Xiaobo wants to look like nothing, he wants to have a figure without a figure, and he wants to be eloquent without eloquence.

managed to accumulate more than 100 viewers, but 90 of them came in with shaking hands.

And the remaining ten, five of which are website supervision numbers that the system pays attention to.

In the live broadcast industry, it can be described as a battle street in the street.

In order to increase popularity, the anchors have done everything they can, some live broadcast death, some live sex, and some live drug addiction, although they have temporarily attracted a lot of popularity, but the end is miserable.

This is nothing, what is even more strange is that there is a live broadcast to sleep, and he was actually rewarded with 70,000 yuan by the national husband, which made Zhu Xiaobo can't help but scold after hearing about it.

But the next day, he also broadcast a live broadcast of 'Beauty Sleeping', don't you say, it really attracted a lot of popularity, at that time, someone called the police, saying that a fat man was playing hooligans in the live broadcast room, and when Xiaobo woke up, the police came to the door.

Not only did he not get any rewards and popularity, but after he came back, he became a laughing stock in the online live broadcast industry, and was jokingly called the god fat hero by the majority of live broadcasters

Everyone else is an internet celebrity, but he is an internet joke.

On this day, Zhu Xiaobo got up early as usual, simply cleaned up his bedroom room with only 50 square meters, went to the kitchen, pulled out a can of Coke from the refrigerator, and walked towards the bathroom while drinking.

At this time, passing through the roommate slut Zhang's bedroom, the voice of the slut Zhang was heard from the crack in the open door, and the contempt in my heart couldn't help but look in through the crack in the door, but I saw the slut Zhang wearing cute clothes as usual, while trying his best to show off his coquettish expression in front of the monitor, while introducing the cosmetics on the computer desk, and then smacking and smearing his face with a smack and saying the magic in it.

Zhu Xiaobo, who listened to it, almost didn't squirt out the Coke in his mouth, but what surprised him even more was that when he saw the slut's constant swiping tips on the display screen, the two eyeballs almost didn't pop out, he didn't come up in one breath, and he almost didn't choke on the coke.

After returning to his room, Zhu Xiaobo couldn't help but scold.

"There is no heavenly reason, there is no heavenly reason, no matter how beautiful and ugly others are, handsome mothers, there are people who reward and support, and even live broadcast sleep can be popular, and I, Zhu Xiaobo, am so wasted that I have smashed the field when I talk and sing?"

"I was reported for being a hooligan when I slept during the live broadcast!"

"It's not cool, it's not cool!"

The angry Zhu Xiaobo looked at the equipment on the computer desk that he had saved money and used that could not be scrapped, and he couldn't see any hope at all, but the devices witnessed how his Internet joke was born.

But complaining is complaining, unhappy is unhappy, the live broadcast still has to continue, even if it is an Internet joke, you have to stick to it, after all, you have signed a contract with a brokerage company, and you still have a salary to get.

If you don't broadcast live, you can't even eat.

Subsequently, Zhu Xiaobo sat down and started to log in to the website, opened the live webcast, and Zhu Xiaobo waited for a while as usual, hoping that a miracle would happen and increase his popularity a lot.

It's a pity that, as usual, only a few people watched the opening more than ten minutes.

"Brother Fat, what are you doing today?" The viewer with the online name 'credit by face' asked.

Smack!

Zhu Xiaobo typed a few words - pick your feet!

Poof!

I sent an animated image of my ass by swiping my face, which was enlarged on Zhu Xiaobo's display screen, and then I farted at him!

Smack!

Zhu Xiaobo typed a few more words - unconvinced!

Smack!

Then Zhu Xiaobo then typed a few words - no popularity, no reward, can't go on, the company talked to me yesterday and wanted to terminate the contract with me......

Yes? No way?

Brush your face and reply with credit.

Well? Yes, after the live broadcast this month, I will roll up and go home!

After typing these words, Zhu Xiaobo couldn't help but let out a long breath and muttered: "Could it be that I am really suppressed by Chenggong Yun, and I can't do anything?" ”

Tick Tick!

Just when Zhu Xiaobo gave up on himself, suddenly his live broadcast window shook, and then as if the signal was interfered with, a series of diagonal lines fell, followed by a burst of snowflakes.

Well?

Seeing this, Zhu Xiaobo frowned slightly, picked up the computer screen and shook it a few times, this has happened before, but it would be good to shake it a few times each time.

"The second-hand display screen is garbage......"

Zhu Xiaobo couldn't help complaining.

However, when he shook it a few times and the display screen returned to its original appearance, the network was actually interrupted, and the avatar that relied on face credit was extinguished in the dialog box.

"Damn, it's squeezing out the line again!"

"It must be the slut Zhang who is off the line and is ****!"

Zhu Xiaobo just wanted to get up and go to find the slut Zhang, when a guy with the screen name 'King of the Gods' suddenly appeared in the live broadcast room, and asked Zhu Xiaobo why he gave up the anchor and why he was fired? Why can't it go on?

Zhu Xiaobo was inexplicably puzzled by the series of questions of this guy who suddenly broke in, so he was so hung up and confused, but his originally low mood suddenly became much better because of this guy who appeared in his heart.

For a while, I forgot that the connection was dropped now, how the other party entered the room of his live broadcast, and quickly sat down and complained to the other party.

What is low popularity, no one appreciates himself, there is no reward, the company is unwilling to continue to cultivate himself, a money-losing goods and the like, confiding in the other party.

The other party was silent for a while, and then replied, I don't think Zhu Xiaobo's live broadcast is bad, it's very obscene, it's very emotional, there are many main gods in the god world who like to watch his live broadcast, I hope he doesn't stop the live broadcast, otherwise the main gods will have less fun.

The Divine Realm? Lord God?

Damn, it's another one who wants me to be happy!

Seeing this, Zhu Xiaobo chuckled in his heart, if the other party is not a psychopath, then he is looking for his own happiness and returning to the divine realm? Return to the Lord God, I really think of myself as a fool!

Thinking about it, Zhu Xiaobo moved the mouse and wanted to close the web window.

Don't close it! Got it, don't you want to give a reward, so let's do it, in order to give you some motivation to continue on the road of live broadcasting, how about I give you the right to broadcast the infinite world live?

The king of the gods sent a message.

Seeing the reply of the King of the Gods, Zhu Xiaobo did not pause at all, his face became even more ugly, and he moved towards the cross point without thinking about it.

However, just when he put the mouse on the cross of the web page, suddenly a thought flashed, so that his movements stopped instantly, and his heart couldn't help but fall into extreme fear, a bad thought flashed in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the lower right corner of the display, when he saw the gray displayed by the small computer, his eyes couldn't help but bloom with extreme fear, and cold sweat instantly dripped down.

Yes!

As if seeing a ghost, Zhu Xiaobo stood up from his seat, but before he could escape, he saw that the display screen suddenly distorted, and an arm with golden light stretched out and grabbed Zhu Xiaobo's head, and when he retracted it, he actually pulled Zhu Xiaobo into the display screen.

Until Zhu Xiaobo's whole person disappeared into the display screen, the display screen returned to its original appearance, but at this time, the web page displayed in the display screen was still the web page of Zhu Xiaobo's online live broadcast room.

At this time, after the strange scene disappeared, the network returned online, and the 'King of the Gods', who had been chatting with Zhu Xiaobo before, disappeared together.

'Brother Fat, are you there?' ’

'Brother fat, do you reply?' ’

The whole room was silent at all, only the question of swiping credit on his face flashed for a short time.

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