His time seemed to have come to a complete standstill.

Thoughtless, thoughtless, silent, let it pass minute by minute.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up from this chaotic state, staggered to his feet, and packed up his live broadcast equipment.

For him, many things are just speculations...... It's just that before everything is real, he is embarrassed to show his emotions too obviously.

Just like when he faced Mengmeng, although his expression still revealed loss, he didn't choose to make everything clear.

Or, he was also afraid, and he didn't dare to find out at all.

The cold water stirred up, and he was completely sober.

Looking at his haggard self in the mirror, he smiled wryly and shook his head:

And no matter what the future holds, at least, he still has to go all out to make a living in live broadcasting.

Just for yourself.

Choosing a good angle, he started today's live broadcast.

At this moment, he instantly seemed to be a different person, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly, although his expression was still numb, and between his eyebrows, there was also a sadness that seemed to be nothing......

He roared with all his might, his voice hoarse, his limbs violently turbulent with his speech, waving his hands, clenching his fists, raising his arms and shouting.

He's like a live streaming machine, doing what he needs to do mechanically.

It's just that...... With one live broadcast after another, the uneasiness in his heart began to thicken more and more.

The number of people online is always not up.

Every time it gets stuck at the 500 mark, it begins to fall, and the frequency of interaction in the live broadcast room is much lower than the previous times.

Although he never felt that his state was so good, a good state did not bring good feedback, and this feeling of not being up or down made him feel extremely resentful and depressed.

It wasn't until the fifth PK started that the number of online people in his live broadcast room exceeded 500, and compared with the previous times, there was a certain degree of decline.

As for the money earned, not to mention......

The first brother's brows began to furrow slightly.

He was sure that he did what Hyoko said, but he was ......

All thoughts were just fleeting, after all, he was still live broadcasting, so he tried his best to show his excitement, bowed, thanked the eldest brother who had rewarded him one by one, and ended today's live broadcast.

After the broadcast, endless worries gradually surfaced between his brows.

After sitting in a daze for a while, he took out his mobile phone, only to find that Mengmeng, who had already set off, had only started live broadcasting now.

- What did she do?

The first brother couldn't help but mutter: Perhaps, it's time to find a suitable live broadcast location?

It's just that, looking at the camera, where she is, it is clearly the open space next to the hostel, and he was also live broadcast near there yesterday.

His heart sank a little, and an invisible shadow quietly hung over his heart.

The dream in the live broadcast is undoubtedly exciting, after all, PK pays attention to a kind of momentum.

It's just that today, she seems to be a little more rational in her excitement...... It's a strange feeling, and if anything, it seems more like you're on track to complete a task.

In the past, she would still chat with fans in the live broadcast room at the end of every PK.

But today, she is obviously a little more ruthless between her eyebrows, and many of them have finished five PK games, and then went offline......

There was no greeting or hesitation, and the number of online people in her live broadcast room reached 800 at the highest.

Compared with the previous live broadcast, there is also a drop, but for them now, such achievements are still eye-catching!

The first brother got up, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and then sat back on the sofa, waiting for Mengmeng to come back.

It's just that Mengmeng, who was supposed to come back, never appeared.

Seeing that, the sky began to get dark again, and his heart began to become heavier and heavier.

Like...... Sink into the deep sea, suffocate.

……

In the darkness, the first brother looked up suddenly.

With the doorknob turning, Mengmeng dragged the large and small live broadcast equipment and returned to the room with a tired look.

The eyes intersected, it was awkward, with a little alienation, and strangeness.

Her smile, obviously reluctant, asked softly, "Is it broadcast?" ”

The first brother's face was as usual, and he nodded lightly: "Well, what about you?" How's it going? ”

"Also...... It's okay. ”

Mengmeng put down the device, and then sat down on the couch next to him.

Her body, slightly bent, with obvious palpitations and palpitations on her face, sat there with her head bowed, a little silent.

Looking at her, the first brother felt distressed for no reason, and sighed lightly, "Let's rest first." ”

He could also see that Mengmeng at this time didn't have the heart to talk at all, he just wanted to be quiet.

The two of them sat like this, and I don't know how long it took before Mengmeng sighed and said, "You...... How's it going today? ”

"Also...... It's okay. ”

The first brother grinned and said with an embarrassed face: "Barely enough, I probably earned 200." ”

To be honest, he doesn't like the 200 yuan anymore.

However, compared to Wanjin and their situation, it is actually not bad to earn 200 a day, but for himself, this gap is still a bit big.

"Hmm."

Mengmeng nodded lightly and said lightly: "My words...... I made about 350 yuan today! ”

"That's not bad!"

The first brother's brows were frivolous, and he said with emotion: "Look, sure enough, the girl's live broadcast has an advantage!" ”

Mengmeng raised her head, her expression stopped talking, and then, she gently turned it away, and said in a low voice: "Well, it's okay!" You ......"

"Huh?"

"No, no."

Mengmeng shook her head.

Obviously, she had something to say, but she just looked at her brother and stopped talking.

"Are you worried?"

The first brother adjusted his breathing, and explained in a calm tone: "It's okay, the live broadcast, it's just fluctuating, didn't the master say it before?" ”

"Besides, you didn't see Wanjin's traffic yesterday, I think, probably there is something wrong with this platform, if we insist on it, we will definitely be able to!"

"Hmm."

Mengmeng nodded.

"By the way, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

The first brother continued to ask: "Do we continue to broadcast live, or maintain our established rhythm and communicate with fans first?" ”

He seemed to hesitate, thought about it, and then said, "Or, just broadcast it again?" Anyway, I recently contacted those big brothers who have rewarded, and their feedback is not very good, and it probably won't take so much time? Well? ”

The first brother was a little puzzled, because he suddenly found that Mengmeng's expression was becoming more and more pale and bloodless.

"I didn't ...... Probably, probably a little tired. ”

Mengmeng was slightly stunned, and shook her head with a flickering gaze.

Both fell silent at the same time, the air filled with suffocating oppression.

Although they didn't say anything to each other, it was obvious that they all knew that there should be something wrong with this so-called live broadcast.

It's just that sometimes, even they don't know, how to explain what is happening in front of them, is there something wrong with their live broadcast method?

- Still, they were fooled at all.

It's like the emperor's new clothes, everyone knows about it, but no one dares to tear it down.

At this moment, there was silence and deafening.