[The dumb anchor is on the air.] 】

[Isn't the anchor the man who keeps talking? ] 】

[Where is this brush sold, squat a link.] 】

[Shouldn't you ask where this hand is sold?] 】

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Li started his own live broadcast business again, and Lin Luo went to take a shower first, then sat next to her peacefully, and then served as a companion in her live broadcast room.

To put it in his heart, he really admires Jiang Bao's perseverance, he hasn't earned a few forced money in the past few days since he started broadcasting, and he has been working quite diligently every day.

Don't look at the several people who poured in as soon as the broadcast started, and the barrage also floated a lot, but in fact, they were all familiar faces, and they were all white prostitutes.

Of course, everything has two sides, all familiar faces, no new people come in, it seems that there is no fresh blood to join, but from the perspective of dialectical thinking, does this mean that there is a fixed audience?

Although it didn't work.

"If you write with a brush, what pen is only one aspect, and if you can't buy a pen at a level, it's useless, talent? Talent is also secondary, the key is to study hard, there is a good saying, vegetables, just practice more, understand? ”

is already very familiar with these people in the live broadcast room, and Lin Luo speaks casually, more like a chat between friends.

"What are the benefits of practicing calligraphy?"

"There are a lot of benefits, if you have leisure, you can practice if you have nothing to do, walk the rivers and lakes, don't pressure your skills, maybe you will use it one day, for example, when you are optimized, laid off, laid off, down, what can you do at this time, deliver takeaways, run Didi? Can you keep up with your physical strength? You can't keep up, but it's different if you know how to write with a brush, and you can still make a living by selling calligraphy and paintings, which is not tiring and decent. ”

Hearing this, the people in the live broadcast room didn't answer, Jiang Li looked up at him first, fortunately, she didn't make any money writing live now, and she couldn't make a living from this, otherwise she really thought that this dog thing was talking about her.

[God makes a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. 】

[Was the anchor also laid off? ] 】

"She, almost."

So you are. Girlfriend's 60th birthday? 】

[Don't be embarrassed, this writing hand alone can't be sixty. 】

[It's hard to say how well it is maintained. 】

【. 】

The people in the live broadcast room talked about age, Jiang Li just buried his head in writing, as if these had nothing to do with her, and Lin Luo didn't get involved, sixty years old? What's wrong with being sixty years old, this is still young, if you really count it according to your real age, it's more than a thousand.

At this time, the system prompted a newcomer to enter the live broadcast room, and after a while, a barrage was issued.

[Anchor, I'll give you some gifts, can you specify what to write?] 】

Jiang Li obviously also saw this barrage, and his hand holding the pen couldn't help but pause, and Lin Luo asked: "It's okay, it's a convenient thing, you can just brush a gift, it doesn't need to be too expensive, just a small gift, we'll write it for you here." ”

There was no speech over there, only the screen in the live broadcast room came out with special effects, and a love hot air balloon slowly rose into the air.

it?

Lin Luo chuckled in his heart, he thought it was a small gift of a few yuan, but he didn't expect it to be this, it's broken, this time it really made Jiang Zi make money, and the boss was confused.

Wait, this gift won't be the kind of hairy and forceful, asking for something long, a whole few hundred words long.

Jiang Li didn't know what the price of this gift was, but when he looked at this special effect, he felt that it was not ordinary, and it must be very valuable, but then he also chuckled in his heart, it was broken, and now I really made a living by selling words.

The two glanced at each other, and then Lin Luo spoke: "Thank you for this.. Madebaka's hot air balloon, what do you want to specify to write? ”

[Just write that Liu Miao loves Zhao Xue for the rest of his life. 】

Seeing this barrage, Lin Luo instantly understood, no wonder he swiped such an expensive gift, it turned out to be a love brain, so it's okay.

As we all know, the money of the love brain is easy to earn.

The old couple on the other side had just finished dinner, Lin Xuemin was watching the live broadcast with his mobile phone, and a hot air balloon slowly rose into the air in the live broadcast room.

With the outrageous bridge of the emperor crossing into the modern era, he felt that there was nothing to make him feel outrageous now, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh.

The emperor is broadcasting live in modern times, the content of the live broadcast is writing, and some people give gifts, which look quite valuable.

This set of operations is comparable to his son traveling to ancient times to become a eunuch, and then wearing it back, and by the way, the emperor came back with him, and took him to the house to do whatever he wanted.

"You've been watching the two of them live there every day lately, is it that good-looking?"

In the first two days of the live broadcast of the two, Li Shulan still sat next to her and took a look to see what was broadcast, and later found that it was not interesting.

Li Shulan couldn't read calligraphy, and she didn't like to listen to her son chatting there, so she didn't pay attention to it anymore, but Lin Xuemin opened a trumpet on time every day to watch the live broadcast.

"Can they make money here?"

Lin Xuemin flipped through the gift column, looked at the price of the hot air balloon above, and simply converted, "There should be dozens of yuan." ”

"That's it?"

"I earned it just now."

"You can earn dozens of dollars from such a balloon just now?"

Li Shulan's voice rose an octave, and she didn't know if she was saying that she was earning more or that the price of this hot air balloon was high.

"Hmm."

Lin Xuemin hummed lightly, and then a special effect gift appeared on the screen, he flipped through the gift column, and then said: "I earned another twenty." ”

At this moment, Lin Xuemin suddenly felt that the live broadcast of the two of them would develop in this way.

It seems to be a bit of a trick.

Swipe a special effect gift, help write a few words, and convert it into money, that is, you can earn twenty or even dozens of yuan by writing a few words.

Of course, the money must be siphoned off by the platform, and people are not engaged in charity, so it may be 50 or 60 percent that can fall into their pockets?

Lin Xuemin didn't know much about the specific commission here, but he wouldn't smoke too much, half of it would be dead, and at 50 percent, the ten yuan would be about the same.

One person is ten pieces, ten people are hundred, and if you write a hundred people every day, that is a thousand.

Good guy, tens of thousands of dollars a month, more than 99% of the people in the world.

But there is a question of whether hundreds of people will ask her to write in a day.

Lin Xuemin didn't think about this, what he is thinking about now is what is the use of spending money to find someone to help write in the live broadcast room, and he can't hold the word in his hand, just to get addicted, what's the point?

It doesn't seem to make much sense.

But even so, spending dozens of dollars to ask Jiang Li to help with writing, Lin Xuemin still felt that it was worth the money.

After all, this is the emperor's word, if it is really the true handwriting of the ancient emperor in the live broadcast room, not to mention the value of a thousand gold, one person here in the live broadcast room is counted as one, and he will be sentenced to three years at a glance.

Now dozens of dollars are for you to see, and you can specify what to write, and you don't have to go in and squat for a few years, it's a lot of money.

But the premise of all this is based on the fact that she is really the emperor.

Silently observing for a while, Lin Xuemin still couldn't believe this, mainly because he found that putting aside those unreasonable places, Jiang Li was actually quite normal. It's nothing more than that the calligraphy is better, the temperament is more noble, the aura is stronger, and then there is no father and no mother, an orphan, and a black household.

Oh, that doesn't seem to be normal.

This kid has been honest for more than ten or twenty years, and since he was a child, he has been moving forward step by step according to the plan he gave, and suddenly came to such a hand, and it is suspicious, probable, probable, maybe an emperor to find a girlfriend.

It was too sudden, which made Lin Xuemin really difficult to accept.

He frowned and held his mobile phone, listening to Lin Luo constantly honking inside, looking at the barrage that appeared from time to time on the screen, and the brush words that fell on the paper in the picture, he was a little absent-minded, and his thoughts drifted to somewhere.

Li Shulan squatted over there and opened a can for Luoluo, got up and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what are you busy with these days, going out to eat with people at every turn?" ”

This question made Lin Xuemin come back to his senses a little, and then he reached out and pushed his glasses, "Oh, I have something to do, socialize with others." ”

"Then why don't you go out to socialize tonight? Done? ”

"Well, almost."

"What's going on?"

"It's nothing, it's work-related, and you don't know."

"Shh

Seeing that this person was perfunctory and obviously unwilling to say more to herself, Li Shulan pursed her lips, mysterious and secretive, as if who was willing to inquire.

Dozens of minutes passed, and seeing that it was almost time for the two of them to go off the air, Lin Xuemin directly clicked out, pressed off the phone and threw it aside, leaning on the back of the sofa and letting out a long breath.

"Why don't you look at it?"

"They're going off the air right away."

"I can see the experience, and I even know when it will be broadcast." After that, Li Shulan was about to turn her head and continue watching TV, but suddenly turned her head sideways and asked: "Eh, I haven't figured it out, why don't you go out and find a serious job for this little girl, and make these things on the Internet every day." ”

If you want to find a job, you must also have an ID card. Lin Xuemin didn't say this, but said: "She is so young that she doesn't even have a degree, where can she find a job if she doesn't have a degree now?" ”

"What is the key to not having a degree, it depends on it. It's not, that's."

Li Shulan's voice paused several times, and she didn't have much confidence when she listened to it, so she simply didn't say anything.

It's really hard to find a job without a degree these days, and the child in the next building is not, no education, busy looking for a job all day long, and those who don't have a degree can't look down on it, such as entering the factory and the like.

Let Jiang Li enter the factory. Li Shulan thought about it for a while, this didn't seem to be very suitable.

It's better to keep tinkering with this online.

"Nowadays, young people are willing to make money online, which is different from when we did. Some people can earn a lifetime of money in one night, which we can't even imagine at that time. ”

Lin Xuemin received a wide range of information, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with shaving food on the Internet, and he didn't feel like some older generations who felt that in addition to serious work, the rest were crooked.

In these years, everything else is virtual, and whether you can make money or not is real.

That's what I said.

"Times have changed." He said.

"Times have changed."

Lin Luo here is also sighing, writing calligraphy on live broadcast, is this interesting? Not at all, who looks, boring and monotonous.

originally thought that Jiang Zi's broadcast was Tu Yile, but it really made this product find a way to make money.

Tsk, brush the gift designated writing.

There are really everyone these days.

Sure enough, times have changed.

Jiang Li also felt a little incredible, but what she was most concerned about was the issue of income, at the beginning of a hot air balloon, and then the back was brushed with that fireplanter, and then it was fixed, but whoever asked her to designate to write, all brushed that kind of fireplanter, tonight for an hour, at least six or seven, plus the hot air balloon.

I've definitely earned a lot tonight.

Turning off the live broadcast room and putting down the brush in his hand, Jiang Li moved his wrist and asked, "How much is the gift I received today?" ”

Lin Luo thought for a while, "There is more than ninety and one hundred yuan." ”

Hundred?

Hearing this number, Jiang Li was a little disappointed, not as much as she imagined, but that disappointment disappeared in an instant, a hundred yuan is quite a lot, at least more than she earned a few days ago.

What, how much did you earn by adding a piece in the previous few days?

Don't say anything that is not conducive to unity, let alone ask.

The question is seven yuan, six cents and eight.

"In the future, when the broadcast can start, you can make an announcement in the live broadcast room, and write a gift flower tube."

Lin Luo tried to give a move, it felt like it was quite interesting, although he wanted to have fun a little, but compared to watching fun, he still hoped that Jiang Bao would make money.

"Wouldn't it seem too philistine to make an announcement like this?"

In ancient times, why some scholars were called poor and sour and rotten Confucians, the problem lies here.

If you want to make money, and you want to maintain that bit of dignity, then don't earn it at all.

"It's a bit of a philistine, but it's hard to make money. In this way, let's write such an announcement, a gift tube to help write in line, which can create two illusions, one is that there are a lot of water friends looking for you to help write, and the other is that it seems that you can help write it without money, but you can cut the line with the gift tube. ”

Jiang Li thought about it, it seemed to be this reason, and then she glanced at Lin Luo quite meaningfully, she deserved to be a eunuch, and she knew a lot about this kind of doorway.

"Hmm."

She nodded, didn't say anything more, went into the bedroom to get her pajamas, and went to the shower.

It is now the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the weather is warm, and taking a bath is not a difficult task, and when Jiang Li returned to the bedroom after taking a bath, Lin Luo was already lying in the quilt and waiting.

She looked on the bed, but she didn't see the big bear, let alone the other quilt, so.

"You're going to sleep under the same bed with me tonight?"

"What, you don't want to do it again?"

“.”

Jiang Li was choked up by this rhetorical question, when was she willing to do so?

"Okay, come up quickly, I'll warm you up in the bed." Lin Luo lifted the quilt and patted it on the bed, "Anyway, they all sleep in the same bed, they already belong to the same bed, is there a difference between sleeping in the same bed and not sleeping in the same quilt?" There is no difference, so why should you deceive yourself? ”

"Hah"

Jiang Li snorted, amused by these words, and was angry, "You didn't say that at the beginning." ”

"Huh? So what did I say in the first place? ”

“.”

Jiang Li was silent and didn't say anything, just stood there and looked at him, pursed her lips, a expressionless look, but gave people the feeling that she was thinking about something or measuring something.

Lin Luo waited for a while, but after all, he was still a little impatient, "What are you doing standing there?" ”

"I thought it would be nice if you were a eunuch."

(End of chapter)

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