A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

The driver didn't dare to look around, so he could only hold his breath and drive quietly.

But Lu Xing was still at a loss, he raised his hand and pressed the center of his brow.

He felt that he was crazy, and almost caught Song Jianjian's words upstairs just now.

That's right, Lu Xing, who was approached for the first time, pinched in the face, and forced to laugh, felt that those tricks were Song Jianjian's new tricks.

Just to seduce him!

Lu Xing should have been very angry, even disgusted, but when he thought that this woman just loved him too much, he lost his temper.

The night outside the window recedes rapidly, the neon lights of the city are gorgeous, and passers-by are in a hurry.

Lu Xing thought, forget it this time and don't care about Song Jianjian this time, and pay more attention next time to guard against her.

However, President Lu seems to have forgotten the scene where he raised his hand and was thrown out when Song Jianjian confessed his love loudly.

The next day, not surprisingly, Song Jianjian saw his own trending search on the trending search list again.

Although there were quite a few black fans this time, compared to other black fans on Weibo, there were still relatively few of them, and there were quite a few who praised her.

And Song Jianjian discovered a rare thing.

That is - she actually has fans who control comments!

"Hey, hey, wake up in the morning and read the sharp Weibo, excited!"
"I was critically attacked by the sharp beauty of the prosperous age in the morning, woo woo, lick!"

"At this time, a fat man who didn't know how much he weighed silently put down the fried chicken in his hand!"

The above three comments were all topped, and even some passers-by who came in to eat melons were a little confused.

Does Song Jianjian still have fans?

Does Song Jianjian really have fans?
How could Song Jianjian have fans?
Oh, turned around and clicked on the selfie.

Mom I can!
Immediately afterwards, it was just established, and the fan group of the big V blogger as the group owner suddenly had a lot of people who joined the group.

The blogger is a star-chasing girl. Knowing that Song Jianjian has a lot of black fans, she is good at these things. In order to maintain peace, she immediately called a meeting of administrators.

A few people spent some time sorting out various problems, as well as various materials about Song Jianjian, and set up an audit group, allowing newcomers to join the audit group, and only after passing the audit can they enter the group!
All kinds of black fans confused in the plus group were all dumbfounded when they saw the listed questions.

Are you still playing like this?
Is Song Jianjian's fan base so difficult to get into?
As a result, the fan group successfully welcomed the true fans and squeezed out the black fans. Occasionally, a few black fans who had done their homework came in and were directly sprayed out by a group of people!
Of course, Song Jianjian didn't know about this, and she didn't know that her photos were being forwarded frantically by all the little fans.

Most of Song Jianjian's roles were at the back, so she didn't go to the set in the morning.

Staying at home alone, just in time to buy a la carte and cook.

She was an orphan in her previous life, and she did everything by herself. In this life, she worked desperately, received plays desperately, and rarely had time to cook by herself.

So Song Jianjian cherishes the free time very much.

She went to the vegetable market to pick out some simple and nutritious dishes. At first she was worried that she would be recognized, but she found that she didn't seem to be as popular on Weibo. Apart from the occasional curious people looking at her along the way, there was nothing else. things happen.

She went back to the apartment with a bunch of things and checked the time, it was 11:30.

I was just about to start cooking, and then I thought of how I made money on Baidu a few days ago. There is a live broadcast to make money.

Although Song Jianjian didn't really think that he could live broadcast the fire, he still wanted to try it.

No matter what way to make money now, she doesn't want to miss it.

Just kidding, she doesn't know where the relationship between Lu Gou and Jiang Qingyan is going, so of course the sooner she makes money the better, so that she won't be caught off guard.

Thinking of this, Song Jianjian set up his phone, exposed his face, and started the live broadcast.

Whale Live is a live broadcast software that has become popular recently, and its traffic is relatively large on the platform.

Song Jianjian was cooking quietly, and the radio in the living room played "Dream Wedding", which was gentle and long.

The shrimp okra made as the first course is relatively simple and meets the protein intake for the day.

She didn't speak, and only moved her hands. In the overwhelming live broadcast, she was not the kind that attracted people's attention, but this quiet and comfortable live broadcast still attracted a group of curious viewers.

"I*, the host is absolutely perfect!"

"Ah, although I didn't show my face, I still think the anchor should be pretty."

"Benefits for hand-controllers!"
"I seriously doubt that my mobile phone is spying on me. I just said today that I want to learn how to make shrimp okra, and I got it today!"

"I really like this atmosphere, there is a kind of quiet time!"
"The anchor Leng stands out from all my game anchors."

"Hey, the host is gone, what is she going to get?"

"Fuck, I can't help but want to swear, is it my illusion? The screen is full of long legs 1"
"I saw a wretched man upstairs."

"Reply upstairs, I am a woman, but I also love beautiful women, scream!"

[Kneel down and ask Dad to send flowers]

[Study hard and reward a donut]

[The three-year-old cutie tipped Xiao Xin]

"I rewarded it, and I hope the host can keep it like this. I also pay attention, and I like this style very much."

"Followed the anchor, I'm Bao Ma, but can the anchor say something, I don't even know what the seasoning is. Beg!" Song Jianjian didn't know what happened here, no, in other words, she I completely forgot that I was live broadcasting.

After finishing all the dishes, it was already half an hour later.

I made an egg soup, made a shrimp okra, and made a plate of green vegetables, simple and simple.

It wasn't until I was done that I realized that I was live broadcasting, and then hurriedly took down the phone.

She still didn't pat her face, she checked the comments, there weren't many people, but the first live broadcast had already been counted, she yawned, and said: "The recipe will be posted on Weibo separately, you can go there and have a look .”

As a person who occasionally surfs the Internet and occasionally looks at handsome boys, Song Jianjian naturally has a trumpet.

So, without hesitation, she turned her trumpet out, and only then did she play the broadcast.

The download went so fast, Song Jianjian completely forgot to renew the comment.

It's all there.

"Yujieyin!"

"It's over, it's fallen, I beg you to talk again!"

"The legs are so long, the hands are so pretty, and the voice is so nice, how pretty the face must be!"

"Today is another lemon extract, it's almost sour!"

"I'm going to host Weibo, I'm so looking forward to it, what will it look like!"

Perhaps this is the real voice, leaving the black material of the original owner, this is the truest feeling of everyone.

Song Jianjian didn't take this live broadcast seriously, and after the broadcast ended, he carefully sorted out the recipes and sent them to his own account.

After posting, I turned off my mobile phone, and prepared to catch up on sleep, and went to the crew to film in the afternoon.

And in a certain office, the young man crossed Erlang's legs, shook them, and watched Song Jianjian's live broadcast, his eyes lit up.

"Found it, found it!"

The assistant next to him wondered, "What did you find?"

The young man was a little excited: "Didn't I talk about innovation a while ago? Didn't I find it today?"

Although it is a live broadcast of cooking, the video is comfortable. For many people who are tired from work and want to learn how to cook when they go home, but find the live broadcast noisy, this kind of video is not too comfortable.

The assistant said: "Then do you want to contact and sign it?"

As soon as the words came out, the young man frowned and hesitated a bit: "Wait for this, wait until she sees her next live broadcast."

He clicked a follow.

After all, it depends on whether you really plan to develop for a long time. If you find that the data is not very good after the first live broadcast, you don’t want to do it. Isn’t it very lack of perseverance?
The assistant nodded without thinking too much, and reminded with some hesitation: "Director, Song Jianjian is on the trending list again today, and many people praise her for being good-looking. If this continues, there will probably be another batch of fans." .”

Who in the company didn't know that the young director hated Song Jianjian the most. It was said that Song Jianjian was robbing his goddess of resources.

Sure enough, the young man frowned, and the youthful maturity just now disappeared, and he began to curse.

"Damn it, hurry up and down the trending search, is it possible that you still have to wait for Song Jianjian to wash his face?"

[ps: I don’t know if you will watch it, the update time is usually at night, but after the review is off work, it will be released the next morning, so the general update time is in the morning, if there are no accidents]

The assistant nodded quickly. As the youth's assistant, he was already familiar with this kind of thing.

After all, the boss really doesn't like Song Jianjian.

"I knew Song Jianjian was a woman who couldn't stay idle. If she had acting skills but no acting skills, she only had one face if she wanted talent. She definitely wanted to be white with one face. Don't let her succeed."

The young man crossed his legs and snorted coldly: "If you watch more, as soon as there is a hot search for Song Jianjian, I will drop it for you."

The assistant hesitated: "Then what if it's black material?"

The young man rolled his eyes at him, "Do I still need to talk about this kind of thing? Black material must be a hot search, let everyone know what kind of person Song Jianjian is!"

As he spoke, he held his mobile phone and went to Weibo to search the Weibo of the anchor just now.

"My mother, this word is so beautiful!"
assistant:""
He is no stranger to it.

It's hard to imagine that the director of Whale Live is a second-generation ancestor who idles around all day, and is supported by a father above him.

Song Jianjian's recipes were all written by her stroke by stroke, because she was afraid that the writing would be too scribbled for people to see clearly, so she wrote slowly.The young man, that is, Xie Jiao, sighed with tsk tsk tsk, as a former scumbag, he has an inexplicable awe of the top student.

And this host who can cook, has a nice voice, has long legs, and has a good-looking handwriting, is simply Xie Jiao's master of learning. "You must sign this person for me!" Xie Jiao yelled in his heart, but thinking of what he just said in front of the assistant, he calmed down again.

No hurry, no hurry, wait, wait.

This waited for five full days.

The weekend happened to be off, and she didn't have a part in the scene, so Song Jianjian rarely posted on his Weibo account.

I was a little surprised to find that many fans began to private message the recipe.

She stretched her waist. Although she doesn't have many fans, she can broadcast live when she has time.

Thinking of this, she posted a Weibo.

[Xiao Song who worked hard to get rich: live broadcast this afternoon. ]
Weibo directly exploded a group of small fans.