"Ahh

With a long sigh, Brother Yi picked up Mengmeng's letter again.

Next.

"So, we are under his manipulation step by step, doing what he has set for us to be done, without autonomy, without even any time to think, naturally, we can't find out that there are some problems in it."

"Then it's the live broadcast, I don't know if you've ever heard of a word, it's called hanging iron."

Hanging iron?

The first brother's expression was a little puzzled.

He vaguely remembered that on his first day of broadcasting, someone seemed to have mentioned this word in his live broadcast room.

But soon, that person was blocked by Yoshiko.

At that time, he thought that the person had made a mistake or something, but he just looked at Yaozi with a serious face, so he didn't continue to ask.

As everyone later knows, their first live stream was an unprecedented success.

In that frenzied atmosphere, he had long since forgotten about it......

So, this hanging iron......

"Hanging iron, in fact, is for the master in the live broadcast room."

"However, it is not the kind of number of people online that we usually understand, but there are a group of robots that will hang in your live broadcast room, rushing the number of online people for your live broadcast room, making your live broadcast room look like it is all people."

The first brother was stunned for a moment.

It was only then that it dawned on him.

Why is it that when they broadcast live at Yaozi's place, there will be such a high number of online people in their live broadcast room, and after they leave, the number of online people in the live broadcast room began to decrease sharply, it turned out to be ...... It's for this reason.

But that's all there is to it......

He was a little confused.

If that's the case, why is the number of people online in their live broadcast room showing a downward trend, instead of directly starting to cut off the stream, just like Wanjin now......

Obviously, this is somewhat illogical.

Page.

What emerges is a new kind of stationery.

It is clear that the previous content and what he is about to see should not have been written on the same day.

At a cursory glance, the stack covered three different types of paper, and by his inference, she probably wrote part of it that day when she was live in the room, and then on the day she came back very late, she wrote another part, and the rest, that is, the thinnest part, should have been written in a hurry when he had just gone out to buy snacks.

I have mixed feelings in my heart.

Looking at these words, for a while, the first brother didn't know what to say.

There were probably some ambiguous emotions between the two, but it was only with the passage of time, coupled with this cruel fact, that Mengmeng finally chose to leave him.

He should have hated.

Just looked at the sincere words on the letter, and then thought about what kind of mood she was in at that time when she wrote these words...... He found that the hatred in his heart had quietly dissipated like this......

It's just that the wood is already in the boat.

Even if he was in a low mood, he could only barely calm down and continue to read along with Mengmeng's letter.

"Hanging iron, yes, I talked about hanging iron."

"In fact, when I first heard this word from Bailongma, I was only skeptical, after all, when he contacted me, it happened to be the end of our first live broadcast, and you also know that although the traffic has declined, after all, the money earned is not much less......

"So I just listened to it that time, and I didn't remember it much."

"I remember very well that his judgment on our future traffic was that it would continue to decline."

"For the first live broadcast, the number of online users should remain at about 1,000, and then the second live broadcast will drop directly to about 500, of course, there will be fluctuations, depending on each person's specific live broadcast style."

"And for the third live broadcast, the number of online people will fall directly below 200, just like what we saw that day, Wanjin's live broadcast room."

……

Dazed, at a loss.

His eyes suddenly lost focus and drifted to the couch beside him.

They sat there that day.

From joy to loss, falling into the abyss.

Why did Mengmeng panic so much when she saw the number of people online in the Wanjin live broadcast room.

Yes, panic.

It should have been just surprise, but the first brother clearly saw panic on her face...... Now that I think about it, it should be directly related to what the white dragon horse said.

Thinking about the previous time, when they came to this hostel, Mengmeng's heart was absent-minded.

The first brother's face was full of bitterness...... Everything was already in the signs, wasn't it?

I don't know how long it took for him to forcibly suppress this frustration in his heart, pick up the letter, and continue reading.

"As for the live broadcast later, it may depend on his mood."

"After all, the cost of hanging iron is not high, if he is in a good mood, or happens to see it, he may hang some for you, give you some sweetness, which is equivalent to giving you some expectations."

"It also allows you to continue to indulge in the beautiful dreams he weaves for a while."

"But eventually, without exception, everyone's traffic will return to the real thing."

The first brother's face was mixed.

He suddenly thought of Wanjin, if it was like what Bailongma said, maybe his current traffic should have returned to the real level.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

It just so happened that Wan Kim was broadcasting live there.

entered the live broadcast room and looked at the miserable number of online people...... A bleak look appeared on the first brother's face.

20 people, almost no fluctuations.

Even Wan Jin in the live broadcast room was at a loss, and the mouth that was already unfavorable became more and more stammering.

In the comment area, there was also a dead silence, except for the occasional black fans, leaving a few words of mockery, the rest of the time was like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations......

Everything is just as Bailongma said, his traffic has returned to his true level.

His breathing suddenly became heavy, and his eyes were red, like a small beast in a desperate situation.

He didn't believe in evil, and then entered the live broadcast room of the dragon dance and Qiu He.

Without exception, their data has ushered in a tragic decline:

Except for Qiu He, because the live broadcast style is close to rubbing the edges, he can barely maintain the number of online people at 100, as for the dragon dance, the number of online people in the live broadcast room has fallen below 50, but the comment area is slightly more active than Wan Jinna......

Their faces also showed a panicked look, and even more, they were still confused.

Obviously, even they couldn't figure out why this was happening......

Putting down the phone, Brother Yi sighed heavily, but he still couldn't understand why Yaozi did this.

Pick up the stationery.

"In fact, all that Yaozi did was to boil the frog in warm water, and at the same time, it was not only to let you continue to live broadcast after you left, but also to buy him a certain buffer time."

"What do you think, everyone is studying with him in batches, some people arrive early, and leave early, if once the people leave, the data declines significantly, then the remaining people who are still studying there, what will they think? Especially those who haven't paid yet, will they have other ideas that cause him to not receive the money? ”