Porsche, Paramelari, Song Wenbin didn't react for a while. When he reacted and took a closer look, he found that his live broadcast room was indeed blocked. This surprised him, and he asked himself why he was banned from the live broadcast room because he didn't engage in color and didn't have vulgar content.

Unwilling, he immediately applied for unblocking, and then made a phone call to the boss of his live broadcast company.

As a small Internet celebrity, Song Wenbin also has a million fans on the Internet, and his phone was quickly connected, but the attitude of the person who answered the phone did not sound so friendly.

"Li Gongzi, what do you think is the situation?"

Song Wenbin asked inexplicably: "I was doing outdoor work here on Jiangnan Road, and the live broadcast room was suddenly blocked." ”

A hoarse and helpless voice came from the other end of the phone: "There are more people who have reported it!" Xiao Song, how many times have I told you, how many times, if you do the outdoors, do it well, just play with the car, don't give me all those rotten jobs, I'm annoyed by the audience! ”

Song Wenbin was not angry, so he asked: "What did I do?" I didn't wipe the edges, I didn't mess around, and I didn't..."

"I'd rather you!"

An angry voice came from the phone: "It's all a trivial matter, look at you, what is going on in the live broadcast room, do you know..."

Someone on the other end of the phone took a few deep breaths and said in a very low voice: "Do you know that the fertility rate is tight now, ah??" Still fighting here, do you know how many people have reported you recently! ”

Song Wenbin was silent.

The person on the other end of the phone said with hatred: "Twenty-five-year-old people, you can't be careful when you talk and do things, some people like you, some people hate you to death, I pressed down the previous reports for you, and now I can't hold it down, you can do it yourself!" ”

Song Wenbin said angrily: "Report, what to report me!?" Why report me! ”

"Say you affect social harmony!"

"I didn't!"

Song Wenbin slapped the steering wheel angrily, and Paramela screamed.

"It's unwarranted! Framed! ”

"You call me, you call the group of people who reported you!"

The other end of the phone said impatiently: "You go and reason with them, see if you can make sense!" ”

Song Wenbin took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, and he said in a trembling voice: "How long will it be sealed, and what is the strength?" ”

"I don't know for the time being, but the strength is quite big anyway, and you're not the only one."

The boss said dryly: "You haven't broadcast recently, I guess your account has been blocked." ”

Song Wenbin gasped, immediately opened Douyin, and typed in "misogynistic me." Sure enough, his million-fan account named "Misogyny Me" has not been heard from. He has been broadcasting live for so many years, and he has never been so vigorous and resolute in banning speed, and he didn't even give him a chance to explain and argue, so he simply blocked him neatly.

"I want to appeal." He said dryly.

"You're done." The boss said: "I'll let you know when the limelight is over, and go back and reflect on it." ”

With that, the boss hung up the phone.

Song Wenbin put down his phone, looked at the black hole in the live broadcast room, closed his eyes, and didn't open them for a long time.

The accident came so quickly that it barely gave him the speed to react. He said that he was complaining, but he knew in his heart that he had no room for appeal, not to mention that he was only an Internet celebrity with one million fans, or an Internet celebrity with more and more fans, and countless people were banned every year. The anchor of modern live broadcast is like a carp crossing the river, even if he is broadcasting every day, the popularity may not be maintained, let alone not being allowed to broadcast for a period of time, which is almost the death of his live broadcast life.

It's just that since he left society at the age of sixteen, Song Wenbin, who has not had much education, has only had some fan base for nearly ten years, and now this inexplicable blow almost beat him to the point before liberation.

Eventually, he sighed, threw away his phone, activated Paramela and headed towards the outskirts of City H.

......

When he came to the door of a second-hand car dealership on the outskirts of the city, he took off his Meituan takeaway clothes and threw them into the trunk.

Although it was quiet in the middle of the night, the lights were still on in the depths of the car dealership, and when I heard the sound of the car, a man with short hair and glasses wearing a kitchen apron and holding a spatula came to the door of the car dealership, and the man saw Song Wenbin coming back and greeted him with a smile.

"Yo, I'm back."

The person who came was Song Wenbin's good friend, Ma Qiang. The two dropped out of school together before finishing high school, Ma Qiang did a second-hand car business in the city, and Song Wenbin ate online, although the industries are different, but the two still maintain close contact, and even Song Wenbin's house is rented in the community upstairs of the car dealership.

"How's it going today?" Ma Qiang asked.

"Not good." Song Wenbin said sullenly and returned the Porsche's car keys to Ma Qiang.

Song Wenbin didn't lie, this Porsche is not his, but Ma Qiang's, but it is not right to say that it is Ma Qiang's, because this car was taken back by Ma Qiang from the outside and planned to be sold, but in the past two years of economic downturn, first-hand cars are not easy to sell, let alone second-hand cars. Among them, the most important losses are second-hand luxury cars, this 19-year-old Paramela took back and hung one million and did not sell it for a whole year, and the price was reduced several times in the middle. Every time Ma Qiang saw this car, he shook his head and sighed, only hating himself for being blind at the beginning, and coming back with such a car, and now, just one car has lost almost 100,000 yuan.

"Didn't you watch the live stream?"

Song Wenbin asked.

"Tomorrow is your sister-in-law's birthday, I'm busy making supper."

Ma Qiang happily showed Song Wenbin his spatula.

Song Wenbin rolled his eyes, sat on the sofa in the car dealership, picked up the Yellow Crane Tower Canyon on the table and lit it, with his head stuffed and did not speak.

The two have known each other for ten years, and as soon as they saw Song Wenbin like this, Ma Qiang knew that something was wrong, he put away his smile, untied his apron and handed it to his wife, who was busy in the kitchen, sat down next to Song Wenbin, and asked, "What's wrong, you're depressed." ”

Song Wenbin smoked a cigarette and probably talked about the closure of the live broadcast room.

Ma Qiang listened to Song Wenbin's words, also smoked a cigarette, and was silent for a while, but he suddenly smiled: "I thought it was a big deal, what is this, if it is sealed, it will be sealed, why don't you do something else?" ”

"To put it mildly, can you stop the car dealer now?"

Song Wenbin said.

Ma Qiang shook his head, "You are different from me, I am married, my family can't stand the change, you are not married, there is a way to change careers." ”

Song Wenbin didn't pay attention to Ma Qiang, Ma Qiang is good at everything, but he loves to preach, especially when it comes to marriage, he has to talk about it every once in a while.

Sure enough, before he could say a word, Ma Qiang said again: "Brother, it's not that I have a broken mouth, how many of you who do outdoor live broadcasts can get married, and they finally divorced." You are also so big, if you don't think about the two old people in the family, you should think about yourself, if you want me to say that this incident is also a good opportunity, change careers as soon as possible and do something else, why is it better than a street runner. ”

Song Wenbin's eyes widened, a puff of smoke sprayed on Ma Qiang's face, and he said, "Why am I a street runner?" ”

"And said no, walking around the streets all day long."

A woman said so.

It turned out to be Ma Qiang's wife Chen Yun, she held a plate of hot sauerkraut fish on the coffee table in front of Song Wenbin, and took a pair of chopsticks for Song Wenbin and Ma Qiang, and said: "It's not good to develop when you get it, I take people on the street every day to have fun, I think the girl is very good today, I am so angry when you play it like this." ”

Song Wenbin was already angry, and it was even more uncomfortable to be told by his sister-in-law, but he couldn't show it, so he could only smoke his cigarette.

Fortunately, Ma Qiang knew that he was unhappy, so he hurriedly asked Chen Yun to get a beer, and he and Song Wenbin said bitterly: "Don't blame her, she doesn't understand your set of things, eat and eat." ”

Song Wenbin pinched his cigarette and took a big bite of sauerkraut fish. Ma Qiang opened a case of beer and drank it with him.

A few people drank until midnight, and finally Ma Qiang's wife went to sleep first, Ma Qiang still stayed in the car dealership, nagging and comforting Song Wenbin, but Song Wenbin didn't want to listen to these things that Ma Qiang comforted.

"Say it or not, you really have to find someone to stabilize." Ma Qiang, whose face was flushed from drinking, snorted wine and said: "Your life is not a long-term solution, just coax the young man, if you really tell a thirty-year-old person, who takes your words seriously." ”

"Why is it not a long-term solution!"

Song Wenbin also drank a little too much, and said angrily: "If I hadn't done a live broadcast to subsidize you, your car dealership would be about to go bankrupt, and you still dislike my job!" ”

"Brother."

Ma Qiang hooked Song Wenbin's shoulder, his eyes were red and said, "I hope you can be happy, do you understand?" If nothing else, your mind is already in trouble. ”

"Huh?"

Song Wenbin glared at Ma Qiang, and almost knocked him on the head with a wine bottle.

"I'm happy, am I happy when I'm married like you? Am I the only one who doesn't get married? Can't you see the divorced person? Stop babbling and go to bed after drinking. ”

Ma Qiang poured a sip of wine and said: "Brother, listen to my brother's advice, don't ask too much, you soak on the Internet all day long, you are too angry, it's not normal to look at women, girls in their twenties, what's wrong with asking for a few bags, just buy them for them, who is young and not vain." ”

Song Wenbin was irritable, he poured a bottle of wine in a row, and waved his arms angrily and said angrily: "Is it a bag matter?" Am I blind? I just want to find a girl who is not so selfish and can take the initiative to understand others, is it difficult? Is it hard? But now how many girls are like this, am I very demanding!? No, I didn't ask for it, life is stressful enough, what do they love, I don't serve anyway! ”

Ma Qiang was a little angry by Song Wenbin's words, he put the wine bottle on the table, patted the table and reprimanded: "Men should not be delusional to be understood and tolerated, women should be understood and tolerated, men only need to make money like dogs!" ”

Song Wenbin only felt unreasonable, he put down his chopsticks with a bang, and scolded: "Are you saying that is human life? That's the life of a slave! Have you lived for yourself in all these years of marriage? ”

Ma Qiang wanted to say something, Song Wenbin pointed to a few motorcycles parked in the car dealership and scolded: "In the past few years of marriage, have you ever touched these cars, has your wife let you ride them?" ”

After scolding, he didn't wait for Ma Qiang to speak, lit a cigarette by himself, and stumbled out of Ma Qiang's second-hand car dealership. He turned a deaf ear to Ma Qiang's shouts behind him.

It's just that after a short quarrel, Song Wenbin was greeted by the cold wind in the community, he shrank and walked to the elevator entrance, but after the elevator opened, there was a snuggling couple inside. The couple smiled when they saw him coming, and made way for him to take a place.

Song Wenbin stood alone in the corner of the elevator and followed the couple to their floor.

The cold wind on the upper floors was even worse, and Song Wenbin looked at the couple who disappeared into the house next to him, with confusion in his eyes.