Chapter 1 Temporarily pushed as an anchor, let me sell corn?

In Hangzhou, China, in an ordinary rental house, a handsome boy spoke with a slight complaint.

"Reborn?"

The young man, that is, Wu Bai, stared at the time displayed on his mobile phone with a confused expression.

How did he wake up and go back twenty years ago?

But the strange thing is that he has never heard of the star above?

And why are the songs searched hard to hear?

At this time, is the entertainment strength already so bad?

Just when Wu Bai couldn't help but complain, a burst of electronic sound suddenly came from his mind.

【Ding Dong!】 Congratulations to the host binding popularity system. 】

[Hosts can upgrade through popularity and unlock more bundles in the mall]

"Popularity system? What is the use of this system? ”

Wu Bai didn't react at this time.

He just learned that entertainment here is not good on the front foot, and he made a popularity value system on the back foot?

Isn't that funny?!

Just as Wu Bai was confirming the system in his mind, suddenly, a brisk female voice in the compartment interrupted Wu Bai's thoughts.

"Family, don't miss the last hour of the big sale!"

"Family, there are only twenty orders left, it's better to act than to be excited!"

"Family, you must get the coupon, it's in the lower left corner."

The familiar voice made Wu Bai can't help but flash a trace of nostalgia.

It's the world's best sister Wu Tang doing a live broadcast.

As soon as Wu Tang graduated, he entered the most prosperous live broadcast industry at that time, and has been working part-time to earn money to save his tuition.

It's a pity that it's the industry that's hot, not every individual.

Wu Tang is good-looking and clean, and at the beginning, with his gentle and amiable style, he did attract a wave of fans.

It's a pity that there is never a shortage of beautiful women and handsome guys on the Internet, and this style is becoming more and more difficult to sustain.

More and more big MCN teams are leaving, and more and more resource supply chains are swept in.

Wu Tang is doing it alone, and he is often tired and tired, and he can't talk about the price that other people's head V talks about casually.

Several times, it was clear that the merchants had guaranteed the lowest price, but fans saw a lower price in a blink of an eye in a top V live broadcast room.

As a result, Wu Tang has gradually lost its advantage in the price that fans value most due to its lack of size.

Naturally, the possibility of becoming a big V in the head is lost.

As the industry has reached the Red Sea period, stronger MCNs continue to join, and the traffic of Wu Tang's live broadcast room [Sugar-free is a little sweet] has become worse and worse.

From the maximum of 20,000 people, to the later 10,000 people, and then to the 5,000 people later.

And now, alas, I'm afraid there are only about a thousand of them.

Wu Bai recalled the memories of the past, and couldn't help but sigh at this time.

In such a volatile industry, if it doesn't have its own characteristics, what can it do to roll over others?

And just when he was stunned, he was suddenly hit the skull.

"What's the fuss?"

The voice of Wu Tang suddenly broke into the room.

Wu Bai first sighed, and then was pulled over by a force.

"Hurry up and help me hold on for a while, I guess it's a bad stomach at tonight's luxurious dinner!"

A lavish meal?

The picture of memory flashed in Wu Bai's mind.

Isn't that instant noodles?

When I look at it myself, the bubble looks like it, and it has exceeded its expiration date?

He said in a daze.

"That instant noodles have expired!"

"Huh? Did you have compassion and deliberately picked it for me to eat? Wu Tang, who was holding her stomach, stiffened her complexion, but suddenly there was a burst of cooing sounds in the Five Organs Temple, and she hurriedly urged.

"Hurry up! Today is the time with the most people in recent times, don't let the traffic run in vain! ”

Hearing this, Wu Bai collapsed his face.

"Sister, I really can't!"

He wasn't talking nonsense.

He is a novice and has not prepared anything, how can he be on the live broadcast?

And this reaction was not taken seriously by Wu Tang at all.

"No, it doesn't matter, you can be a mascot for me! Just look at your face! ”

After that, Wu Bai was directly pressed on the seat.

If you want to say how Wu Bai looks, it is really watchable.

In his previous life, on campus, how many girls secretly ran over from other schools just to see him.

If you want to talk about love letters, it's all pediatrics, and a few drawers are even more speechless.

Now back to eighteen years old, can't it be called a teenager?

Now, it is clear to watch the reaction of the live broadcast room that is noisy every minute.

"Wow! This little brother is too good-looking, can you add a VX? ”

"This is my ideal type!"

"Mom, mom, Wu Tang, you don't have to come up when you go down, just look at your brother's face, I won't get tired of it!"

"Oh, Wu Tang, why didn't you pull your brother up to broadcast earlier? This is a proper traffic password! You missed a great opportunity before Jane! ”

Wu Tang on the side was so angry and funny now.

The laughing thing is that my brother's mascot plays very well!

The angry thing is that these fans are simply LSPs, and they immediately turn their faces and don't recognize people!

But they are all old fans, and she even smiled and opened the microphone.

"Family, this is my brother, toss at will. Give me a class! ”

As soon as the words "toss at will" came out, the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"Anchor, hurry up, it's in the way of us watching my brother!"

"Anchor, you lack a younger sibling? I'll sign up first! ”

"Get upstairs! Anchor, you will be my sister in the future! ”

"Anchor, go ahead! Don't worry, this brother has entered our Pansi Cave, so don't think about coming out! ”

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This wave of barrage was brushed, and Wu Tang was stunned.

Annoying!

How many more siblings did she have on the spot?

Soon, however, the rumbling sound in her stomach reminded her that it was almost time to go.

Wu Tang ran out quickly holding her stomach, and her last sentence of explanation was still left in the wind.

"Boy, be a good mascot!"

At this time, Wu Bai, who was in the seat, still looked depressed.

Be a mascot?

He looked at the current number of live broadcasts, and the number of online users was 888.

Oh, it's really auspicious, it hasn't broken a thousand yet!

He then opened the top of the platform's delivery list.

Number of people on display: 80 million.

Sorry, farewell!

Wu Bai immediately clicked Exit above.

Why bring shame on yourself? In the live broadcast industry, the head is everything.

sighed with emotion, the popularity of the live broadcast of the old sister [sugar-free is a little sweet] is not a drop or two, it is simply a cliff-like decline.

Wu Bai looked at the products on the side.

A big bag of corn!

Wu Bai rubbed his eyes again, looking a little incredulous.

Golden corn, green leaves, nice color.

But it can't cover up the simplicity that emanates from all over the body.

Plain, this is still better to say. To put it more bluntly, it's rustic.

glanced at the script that the old sister Wu Tang put on the table, and a short line of text read.

"The fairy corn of the Black Province, eating it makes you have an endless aftertaste."

Wu Bai was stunned and looked at the funny copywriting of his script.

Now, he's stupid.

No matter how well the copywriting is, it can't beat the fact that this is a bag of corn!