Chapter 188: In Those Years, My "Rich Women".
When the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room exceeded 50,000, Nai Hui finally noticed.
The barrage is already hard to see, unless it's the kind of barrage that swipes the screen.
She has millions of fans, most of them are video fans, and there are only a few hundred people who actually watch the live broadcast, and at its peak, such as around nine o'clock in the evening, occasionally more than a thousand.
When no one orders a song, she will watch it in the barrage, and under normal circumstances, whatever song everyone wants to hear, she will sing it as long as she sees it on the barrage.
What is the difference between a field that controls a few hundred people and a field that controls tens of thousands of people?
Nai Hui didn't know.
Nai Hui didn't think about it so much, she only knew that the boss was there, and the more she wanted to avoid exposing her shortcomings at this time.
After a simple thought, Nai Hui made up a barrage.
"You guys are brushing too fast, I can't see it, thank you for helping me welcome our boss, hehe, you want to listen to drunk chibi, right? Okay, sing it now. β
If I don't control the field, you won't know if I can control the field, singing, I've been singing for years, and I can still handle it.
Moreover, the clearer the thinking is when doing familiar things.
The boss made such a high-profile appearance, isn't this just giving the heat to himself?
And then pave the way for your next work?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it was really an opportunity.
It is indeed the most correct and important decision made in the past few years.
Among the refractive Internet celebrities, there are three small circles, Wang Xiaoyan brings one, Gu Yisha brings one, and the other can be regarded as her own.
The boss lets himself eat meat? Can you forget about the sisters?
During the interlude, Nai Hui glanced at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room, and it immediately exceeded 100,000.
These people can't catch it on their own.
So, taking advantage of the interlude, Nai Hui took out her mobile phone outside the camera and typed a sentence in the small group indiscriminately.
"Come to my live broadcast room and give me some gifts"
I was in a hurry, and I didn't even have time to add punctuation.
Lin Lanxin: "Sister Huihui is playing PK with others again?" β
Lin Mao: "Come on, come on, squeeze us every day!" I'm going to have to slaughter you at night! β
However, when they entered Naihui's live broadcast room, they were dumbfounded, the number of viewers was 100,000 plus!
In the group, Lin Lanxin couldn't help but put a question mark: "What's this?" β
Lin Mao: "Don't care, brush me!" Our Sister Hui is developed! β
So, in the live broadcast room, a small banner floated over.
Timbercat Carnival*1!
Nai Hui immediately smiled: "Welcome to Maomao, welcome to my good sister, Maomao and I are also colleagues, and we are also anchors under the sugar god, you can pay attention to it if you like!" It's so beautiful! β
Lin Mao didn't take it too seriously, after all, he just said it casually.
However, a bunch of concerned news immediately popped up.
Lin Maomao was stunned, and then typed a sentence on the barrage: "Sister Hui, don't be like this, it's too obvious, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that the boss will block our ....."
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She was indeed a little scared, the boss said that she could eat his heat, and usually everyone used his songs as background music, and she really didn't dare to say that she was from Tang Zhichu's company.
They are all afraid of a situation, oh, it turns out that Tang Zhichu, who is so good, is the owner of an Internet celebrity company?
Not so good.
As a result, as soon as she came in today, Sister Hui had already begun to rub it blatantly, no wonder so many people watched it, it was so scary.
Lin Maomao looked at the barrage, and many people @ themselves also repeated what they said.
Suddenly, those barrages that refreshed extremely quickly were replaced by a different format.
"@δΈδΌε±ζηε°ε......."
It's all this barrage, mixed with some sugar gods with exclamation points.
Lin Mao Mao was stunned: "Damn, what do you mean." β
Naihui: "Don't make a fuss, the boss is in my live broadcast room." β
It was only by this time that another small banner floated up.
Lin Lan gives away carnival*1!
Not to mention the forest cat, Nai Hui stared, and said angrily: "Xiao Lanxin, you little clever ghost!" It's too timid! β
Obviously, Lin Lanxin waited until it seemed safe before giving the gift.
Lin Lan: "Hey, hey! Welcome to the owner! β
The barrage was immediately drowned out.
........
On the other side, Zhu Yiyang was having lunch.
He has a small group.,It's when dy plays.,A few people have a lot of brushes.,When we chat.,There's something in reality.,So we played together.,That's what this group is.γ
Of course, limited to playing on dy.
There are a lot of such small groups on dy.
A message suddenly popped up in the group, and someone @ himself.
Zhu Yiyang ordered it in.
"@εͺδΌεΉ²ι₯ηε°η₯, brother, your idol has made an appearance in DY."
Zhu Yiyang was stunned, and then asked, "Don't be kidding, will the sugar god show up in dy?" Is he so idle? β
"Really, in the live broadcast room of a dy singer."
"Singer? What's it called? β
"Naihui."
Zhu Yiyang put down the fast son, and then turned on the dy.
He really didn't believe it, Tang Zhichu, he had just broken up with the penguin with so much effort.
At this time, don't you do a good follow-up, and still have time to play dy?
However, when I clicked on Naihui's live broadcast room, I was stunned.
The barrage can't be seen clearly at all, and it's brushed too fast.
The number of viewers is directly 100,000+, and it is unknown how much, and it will not be displayed if it exceeds 100,000.
"Is there a deep meaning?" Zhu Yiyang muttered.
In Zhu Yiyang's cognition, Tang Zhichu never did simple things.
For example, in this movie he made, at first Zhu Yiyang thought it was just a simple play.
As a result, I talked to his father, and his father felt that movies might be Tang Zhichu's focus in the future.
So, you have to admire him.
"Who is this, so crazy?" Zhu Yiyang muttered again.
Because, there is a level 50 account named Yurong who has been brushing the carnival and has not stopped.
Zhu Yiyang looked at his account balance, so he also lit up the carnival.
He thought very simply, can Brother Tang show up easily?
That must be a big support for this female anchor, even he himself has appeared, I'll brush hundreds of thousands, it's not too much, right?
Is it excessive?
Not excessively, indeed.
Because, Zhu Yiyang found that he was inconspicuous.
In addition to the one named Yurong, others also began to brush.
Nai Hui was down, she waved her hand again and again: "Thank you Sister Yurong, this is my sister, thank you for your gifts, you don't need to brush the gifts, this is a singing live broadcast room, if you want to listen to the song, you can just say it, such as this barrage, I want to listen to "Passing by the World", right, I'll sing it to you!" β
Xiao Tang, who can't sing: "@εͺδΌεΉ²ι₯ηε°η₯, what are you doing to make a scene?" β
Xiao Zhu, who can only cook: "@δΈδΌε±ζηε°ε, hehe, Brother Tang, the coins I left over from the past, if I don't brush them to Huihui, they will also brush them to others, it's okay, Xiao Qian." β
The audience also understands that the old talk, they are afraid that the listener will not see it, and whoever speaks will copy whom's words and swipe the screen directly.
Anyway, it's just a bit of fun.
Zhu Yiyang's words are like a signal.
Money?
Arrogant.
It's as if "my" money is big money, who do you look down on?
So, the carnival began to swipe the screen.
Among the many accounts that swipe gifts, familiar people suddenly began to appear.
Luo Xiujie Gives Carnival*3!
Sig Sends Carnival*6!
.......
Tang Zhichu himself was half-lying on the sofa and had to sit up.
also muttered, what kind of nerves do these people have.
It's just boring to brush dy.,Come and join in the fun.γ
Until a banner floated up, Tang Zhichu couldn't sit still.
Shen Jianxin sends out a hot air balloon*1!
Tang Zhichu was happy, and typed: "If you are sick, you guys, Nai Hui, you will go to the company, and you will record the song at night." β
In the live broadcast room, Nai Hui folded her hands, already sweating profusely, and cautiously said don't send it, but you have to thank it.
She's already covered several times with a fake barrage.
At first, it was okay, but those high-level gifts, and the boss was there, so it proved that it was no problem, as long as you were polite and generous.
Later, there were also star artists who came, and Nai Hui was a little empty.
After seeing Tang Zhichu's news, he was relieved: "Thank you!" Thank you! The boss spoke, I have to run away, thank you all, thank you boss! β
The screen in the live broadcast room is black.
Tang Zhichu shook his head, and the phone began to vibrate.
Pick it up and take a look, Su Qingzhuo's WeChat.
"What kind of plane are you doing?"
Tang Zhichu: "It's okay, I'm just bored to brush dy, who knew that there were so many people joining in the fun." β
Su Qingzhuo: "Versailles, right?" The technical department told me twice, in order to stabilize the live broadcast room, they made two technical adjustments, can you tell me when you are bored in the future? β
Tang Zhichu: "Sister Su, I'm bored!" β
Su Qingzhuo: "Be serious, I watched the movie, there is something, no wonder I heard that Zhu Kaitai went to Shudu, and he Zhu Yiyang acted alone in the whole film, okay, you lick it without any technical content, it's really rude." β
Tang Zhichu: "........"
Su Qingzhuo: "If you don't say it, I also know what you're going to do, don't worry, I made your report several times at the high-level meeting, and the whole group will support you for the inclined traffic, don't drop the chain, fight for your sister." β
Tang Zhichu knew that Su Qingzhuo would look for him.
How can an ordinary live broadcast room accommodate hundreds of thousands of people.
As soon as he remembered what had happened before, Tang Zhichu had to feel numb in his scalp.
I am also sick, why do I want to go to other people's live broadcast rooms to show my face.
Tang Zhichu opened dy, dy also has a group, almost every anchor has his own fan base, and there may be dozens of groups for big anchors.
Tang Zhichu also has it, which was made by his predecessor in his memory.
A lot of the bosses who ordered him to sing were in that group.
If it's usual, just pretend to be busy, and you can ignore it.
Just now, several of those who brushed the carnival had an impression.
When I think about it, I remember, aren't they the bosses who used to sing "by themselves".
Tang Zhichu had to bite the bullet and click into DY's group.
"Did you really show up?"
"Well, Sister Yurong swiped almost 600,000."
"I missed it, the live broadcast room was closed when I knew it."
"Who would have thought that the little singer who sang to us every day would become a big star in the blink of an eye."
"I really like him, don't look at the outside world's reports on how good he is, we know what he was like at the beginning, he stammered when he spoke, and I don't know how much he has endured behind this step, which is quite distressing."
"I still remember the first time I ordered him to sing, the same song title, he sang another song, I let him finish singing when he sang well, and after knowing that he sang it wrong, he didn't need money to sing it to me again, and he almost offended the department management for this."
"Hey, time is gone, Sister Shanshan is no longer bubbling, Xiao Tang Tang has also become a big star, just Sister Yurong comes out occasionally, I miss it so much."
"Definitely, his parents are divorced, he originally followed his father, and his father passed away again, Sister Yurong told her last time that we watched the video and swiped these videos, I didn't know what Sister Yurong was going to do at first, it turned out to be spending money to let those who posted these videos not send it."
"Sister Yurong has done this before?"
"Well, I also know that there is a person who is particularly shameless, he changed four numbers to post videos of Xiao Tang Tang's father's funeral, and Sister Yurong transferred money to him four times, all of which were collected from the same account, and then he was embarrassed himself, so he deleted those videos."
"I'm very happy and proud, but it's a pity, it's a pity that I can't hear him sing for me alone anymore."
"Hahaha, I think it's very inspirational, I also went to watch the live broadcast just now, it turns out that he is the boss of Refraction Culture, I don't like him in vain, I'm really angry!"
"That's for sure, I've actually tapped him two or three times, but I knew he must be great in the future, but I didn't expect to take off so soon."
"I'm miserable, I ordered it once, and then he never showed up in the song hall again, I looked for a long time, and finally added this group."
"Hahaha, sister, is it possible that this is also a kind of luck?"
"That's true, a group of bosses have become the most supportive of him, it's amazing to think about."
.........
Tang Zhichu didn't bubble, looking at these chat records, he slowly leaned back on the sofa, and his heart became warmer and warmer.
Some memories are beginning to be clear.
As if remembering something, Tang Zhichu clicked on the chat record with the dy named Yurong.
There are two unread messages, spanning more than a month.
Article 1: "Shanshan went abroad." β
Article 2: "I am married." β
For some reason, Tang Zhichu suddenly had a sour nose, and clicked on the chat record with the person named Shanshan.
There is also an unread message.
"I met Yurong's mother, I'm leaving, don't worry, I'll be fine, you have to be well, can you sing more to her in the future, love you, little Tang Tang~"
Tang Zhichu sighed slightly.
In my memory, on dy, the happy times that belong to "myself" are mostly brought to him by Yurong and Shanshan's two sisters.
As long as you go to the song hall to sing, you can see them every day.
Things in the world will eventually be difficult to settle.
"Sister Yurong, you can send me the WeChat ID." Tang Zhichu replied with a message.
Soon, the message came back.
"No, my sister is rich, what I do is what I like, and it has nothing to do with you."
Tang Zhichu smiled and replied: "It's still that arrogant Sister Yurong, okay, then I won't add it, but I'm going to let you break the defense again." β
"You let the horses come."
Tang Zhichu put down his phone and went out.
Next door, Zhou Yun was arranging the next work plan, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Tang Zhichu coming in.
"Put those three songs first, you let Nai Hui sing this one." Tang Zhichu handed Zhou Yun a USB flash drive again.
Zhou Yun's eyes lit up: "Hey, cow, haven't been squeezed dry yet?" What about the three songs? I keep it? β
Tang Zhichu nodded and said, "You can keep it, you can look at the arrangement yourself." β