Chapter 8: She is really not suitable to be an entertainment anchor
"Uh-huh...... At that time, I finally escaped from my hometown, but I just escaped! It's very appropriate. ”
Chen Zihan scanned the code and added WeChat, and said indifferently: "My ancestors left gold and silver jewelry, antique calligraphy and paintings, and my ancestors were also awesome, leaving a great idea of patriarchy for future generations."
I had to make a fire since I was three years old, I had to cook at the age of five, and after nine years of compulsory education, I was almost sold to my uncle to marry his daughter-in-law. ”
The girl smiled sarcastically: "It's a pity that my wife's grades are too good, and she took the first place in our county, and the high school principal personally came to ask for someone, and promised to give a scholarship of 10,000 yuan, which made the family relieved."
In three years of high school, I not only had to study, but also had to work part-time to earn money for their gold pimple squandering.
I knew that even if I got into college, they wouldn't let me go easily.
And I also overheard their plot to sell me to an old man on the second day of the college entrance examination.
Hehe!
How could I possibly let them get their way.
So I stole my ID card in advance, and on the day I finished the college entrance examination, I bought a train ticket and ran. ”
Get!
This has parents, but it's better for her to have no parents!
Xia Ran sighed, at least, she still has a grandmother who really cares for her.
But growing up in such an environment, it's really rare to have such a lively and cheerful personality.
"It's okay! You've escaped, and the rest won't be too bad. ”
"Of course......"
Chen Zihan raised the messy chicken nest and said proudly: "The fate of the old lady can only be in the hands of the old lady, that family wants to sell women for glory, and beauty will not kill them." ”
After the gossip chat, Chen Zihan used Xia Ran's WeChat to register a yin number for her.
"By the way, what type are you going to stream?"
"I'll see what options are available first?"
Xia Ran took the phone and slid down.
Well......
There are quite a lot of options, what entertainment anchors, game anchors, selling anchors, wild anchors, travel anchors, and even eating broadcasts and so on......
On the side, Chen Zihan's advice is to be an entertainment anchor: "Elementary school girl, you are so beautiful, even if you sit in front of the camera and don't move, there should be many people who are willing to watch you, so you are the most suitable entertainment anchor......"
Xia Ran didn't say anything, she didn't like to be an entertainment anchor.
Don't ask her why.
Asking is how Meng Po on the bridge can entertain others.
Neither can a game streamer, she doesn't play those bells and whistles.
In the past, a boy in the class secretly took a mobile phone to teach her to play, and every time she appeared, she directly hacked all the players around her to death.
Or the kind that doesn't distinguish between friend and foe......
Since then, the boy has never used his mobile phone to covet her.
Xia Ran pulled the page to the end, and finally saw someone who was interested.
So, she directly checked and completed the final process of the live broadcast room.
Chen Zihan, who is still Baba: "......"
Spirit...... Supernatural anchors??
"Little ...... Elementary School Girl ...... You...... Did you slip your hand wrong? ”
Supernatural anchor ......
That's a good way to tell ghost stories and these supernatural events!
And this supernatural anchor is the unpopular among the unpopular, and the elementary school girl wants to earn tuition fees from this live broadcast, which is a bit whimsical!
Seeing that everyone was scared and stammered, Xia Ran curled his lips and smiled and said, "There is no mistake, I chose the supernatural anchor." ”
"But the supernatural anchor has little traffic, you can't make money!"
Chen Zihan wanted to wake up the little beauty in front of her, but she couldn't do it, so she could only pull her messy yellow hair hard.
"Alright! I'm measured......"
Holding the hands of the senior sister who had harmed her own hair, Xia Ran smiled crookedly: "I'll try for two days, if I can't earn a penny, then I'll listen to you as an entertainment anchor." ”
Try it for two days??
"That's ......" Chen Zihan breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm going to start the live broadcast, do you want to come and see it?" ”
"Okay!"
The two got up, and Chen Zihan took Xia Ran to the small room opposite the master bedroom.
She went back to her room to freshen up and change her clothes.
Xia Ran looked around at this so-called live broadcast room......
Not...... How to say it!
One word, small.
Two words, simple.
The whole room is less than 10 square meters, and there are no windows.
In addition to the mobile phone holder and fill light for live broadcast, it is a complete set of audio equipment.
After a while, Chen Zihan walked in brightly.
The chicken nest was combed into big wavy rolls and draped behind him, and the cartoon pajamas were replaced by exotic floral dresses.
Only light makeup was painted on the face, which is two completely different temperaments compared to last night's heavy makeup.
If last night was a bewitching and prickly rose, today it is a passionate rose.
Chen Zihan put the mobile phone on the mobile phone holder and soon entered the live broadcast state.
She first sang a few very enthusiastic fast-paced songs before interacting with fans.
Xia Ran stood at the door, holding second-hand millet rice in his hand while watching and learning.
An hour later, the number of people in Chen Zihan's live broadcast room climbed to 10,000.
She no longer had the energy to pay attention to the elementary school girl at the door.
Xia Ran couldn't stand the music surrounding the house, so he quietly retreated.
The moment the door closed, the world fell silent.
Call......
She is really not suitable to be an entertainment anchor.
But she wants to broadcast live, and the environment in this house can't do it!
She's going to have to find a quiet and quiet place!
Pregnant......
Xia Ran raised her eyebrows and smiled, and immediately went back to her room to change into a pair of white denim pants and a pair of small white shoes on her feet.
She came in a hurry, and in her denim bag, she only brought this outfit and the pajamas on her body.
Taking out a stack of Grandpa Mao from his denim bag, Xia Ran sighed: "Alas! With such a small amount of money, it is not enough for tuition and miscellaneous expenses, let alone living expenses. ”
She shook her head, and while carrying the money back into her schoolbag, she sighed at the impermanence of life: "I think I am a dignified Meng Po, and there is a day when I am worried about money, it is really feng shui in turn, feng shui in turn." ”
In the past, when she was on the Nai He Bridge, she didn't want bribes from those dead ghosts.
Kyoto University.
On the shores of Moon Lake.
Xia Ran adjusted the angle, tied the mobile phone to a green bamboo, then took out a bamboo flute from the denim schoolbag, opened the live broadcast room and began to play by himself.
There is no traffic in the new live broadcast room, and she is still classified as a supernatural live broadcast room, and she hasn't even seen a passerby for a long time.
But Xia Ran is not in a hurry, the environment here is quiet enough, and there is a faint aura floating, so she has the right to come here to cultivate.
For a while, the flute sound in the green bamboo forest was long, and those invisible auras gathered from all directions, and soon formed layers of white mist.
And in the live broadcast room, the first passerby was finally ushered in.
…… I'll go, this mist is shrouded, has Lao Tzu strayed into the fairy world?
Immediately after, a second passerby also accidentally brushed in.
…… Damn, this anchor is really good at playing, and with so much smoke, she is not afraid of burning herself to death due to fire.