Chapter 22: The First Victory

The live broadcast ended at 11 o'clock in the evening, but Zhou Yuwen and they didn't go to bed until 2 o'clock in the morning, mainly to summarize what mistakes had occurred during the live broadcast, and to see how the live broadcast was gained.

In general, this live broadcast was a success, Zhao Siyu achieved exposure, in the past, there were at most five or six thousand people watching a live broadcast, and this time it exceeded 100,000 people.

Zhou Yuwen went from a novice to 400,000 fans, and he was the last Internet celebrity.

In addition, the total amount of props and rewards for this live broadcast exceeded 100,000 yuan, excluding 50% of the platform's share, Zhou Yuwen was sharing half with their company, and Zhou Yuwen could also get 25,000 yuan when he got it.

Zhao Siyu was a little worse, and could only get 12,500 yuan.

Rao is like this, after learning about tonight's profit, Xia Zhiyun was still taken aback.

The live broadcast was carried out at Xia Zhiyun's house, Xia Zhiyun must have known it, but Xia Zhiyun had been in the living room during the live broadcast just now, not to disturb them, and now after the live broadcast ended, he came in to share the results with the two children.

Xia Zhiyun was wearing a high-necked white sweater at home, her long hair hanging down naturally, exuding the faint fragrance of shampoo.

Because it was at home, and it was late at night, Xia Zhiyun was dressed very casually, with a white loose sweater on her upper body wrapping Peugeot's figure, and her chest was bulging.

The sweater was covered all the way to the thighs, Xia Zhiyun didn't wear pants after taking a shower, but when she was watching TV in the living room, she felt that her legs were a little cold, so she casually found a black fleece stockings and put them on her legs.

Wearing black silk made Xia Zhiyun's already slender and tall jade legs more flawless, Zhou Yuwen and Zhao Siyu were settling accounts over there, and Xia Zhiyun was sitting on the sofa with his legs slightly together.

When he heard that the income was nearly 50,000 yuan in one night, Xia Zhiyun couldn't help but say: "It's just one night, you have earned so much, so after that, you will broadcast live every night, won't you be able to earn 1.5 million yuan a month?" ”

Looking at Xia Zhiyun's shocked appearance with his mouth open, Zhou Yuwen couldn't help but chuckle and said: "How is it possible, the reason why there are so many this time is because we are broadcasting live for the first time, and there are my sister's company resources pushing over there. ”

Xia Zhiyun also felt a little reasonable when he heard it, he was stupid, and he stuck out his tongue playfully, Xia Zhiyun looked at Zhou Yuwen with admiration and said: "Even so, Yuwen, you are very powerful, you earned me a month's salary in one night!" It's amazing! ”

Being looked at like this by Aunt Xia, Zhou Yuwen was a little embarrassed, touched his nose and didn't dare to look at Xia Zhiyun.

At this time, Zhao Siyu expressed his unhappiness and muttered: "You can take 25,000, and I can only take 12,000, which is not fair at all." ”

Zhao Siyu was sitting crookedly on the carpet, with a feeling of jade body, Zhou Yuwen heard Zhao Siyu speak like this, and couldn't help but touch Zhao Siyu's head and complained: "You can be content!" If you don't have me, you won't even be able to earn this 12,000, otherwise you will solve it with the company, and I will concentrate on taking you to do live broadcasts? ”

"No, I just want to film!" Zhao Siyu puffed up his bun face, and directly knocked out Zhou Yuwen's hand on his head, hum, it's not big or small.

made 25,000 yuan in just one day, Zhou Yuwen himself is very happy, and at this level in the future, the first pot of gold will definitely be earned.

As for saying that he has been doing live broadcasts, Zhou Yuwen has not thought about it.

No matter how much money the anchor makes, he is always a front-line worker, the one who is oppressed by capital.

And Zhou Yuwen doesn't want to be a producer, he wants to master the means of production, he wants to become capital!

But it's too early to say that.

Zhou Yuwen stretched: "Ah, it's been live for three or four hours, I'm so hungry, Aunt Xia, do you have anything to eat at home?" ”

Xia Zhiyun looked at Zhou Yuwen's relaxed appearance, couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, and said, "There are instant noodles, do you want to eat them?" I'll give you the next bowl. ”

"Okay, then let me taste the taste of Aunt Xia's cooked noodles." Zhou Yuwen made money today, and he must be happy.

And this is also the family atmosphere that Xia Zhiyun has always wanted, and went to cook noodles with a smile.

Zhao Siyu was arguing over there: "I want this too!" ”

"Okay~" Xia Zhiyun, who had already walked out, replied lightly.

When Xia Zhiyun was cooking noodles, Zhou Yuwen began to reply to Douyin's private messages to himself, as well as his plans for the future.

In the kitchen, Xia Zhiyun, who was wearing a white sweater, put on another layer of apron, full of home taste, from behind, the pair of legs wrapped in black silk were slender and slender, even if they were wearing black silk, but there was still a difference between women and women, a woman with white skin like Aunt Xia, wearing black silk could faintly see the white and soft skin of the jade legs, and when she was cooking, she couldn't help but a calf, and the cotton slippers were slightly separated from the foot surface, revealing the foot surface wrapped in black silk, which was also very good-looking.

Zhao Siyu surrounded Xia Zhiyun's side, like a greedy kitten, looking impatient, and couldn't help but take chopsticks to taste the taste, but Xia Zhiyun opened it directly and glanced at Zhao Siyu with disgust.

And Zhao Siyu was aggrieved.

Zhou Yuwen replied to private messages on the sofa, most of the people who chatted with Zhou Yuwen privately were women, some asked for contact information, some asked for love, and some women even asked Zhou Yuwen directly how much his bank account number was, and wanted to transfer money to Zhou Yuwen.

In addition, there are some unions and live broadcast companies that want to sign Zhou Yuwen.

They will definitely have more resources if they sign up, but they will not be relatively free.

After being reborn, Zhou Yuwen's purpose is very clear, he wants to make money and make more money, but he is definitely not the kind of hard-working anchor who shouts in the live broadcast room every day and works all year round, he wants to accumulate popularity with live broadcast first, set up his own company, and recruit his own anchors.

This world is completely different from Zhou Yuwen's previous world, the few anchors who became popular don't even know each other, and those popular anchors exist, but they don't know where.

Zhou Yuwen felt that he could recruit them under his own hands and let them work for him.

No matter how bad it is, they know their popular short video routines, and they can copy them completely.

For example, the goddess of parking lots.

Another example is the knife knife dressing.

There is also the goddess of war in blue.

And so on and so forth.

With the experience of that world, Zhou Yuwen knows how to avoid lightning, find better anchors, become a bigger live broadcast company, and then enter the entertainment industry through a live broadcast company.

In a few years, live streaming will rise.

What could be more lucrative than this line of work?

Zhou Yuwen browsed the private messages, and commented when he saw useful private messages, like those rich women who spent money to buy themselves overnight, Zhou Yuwen ignored them.

Just when Zhou Yuwen was busy.

A message pops up on WeChat.

Li Yuqing: Are you there?

At this time, it was already one o'clock in the morning, Li Yuqing suddenly sent a message to herself, Zhou Yuwen felt a little inexplicable, but still politely put a question mark.

Then a few minutes passed, and Li Yuqing never replied to the message.

At this time, Xia Zhiyun, who was cooking well, asked Zhou Yuwen to go over for supper.

Zhou Yuwen agreed, then got up and didn't look at his phone again.

At this time, the phone screen lights up.

But I saw an unread message on it: Can we get back together?