My plug-in is not that strong

Chapter 312 The anchor's assistant

The next day, Song Yu went to the garbage factory as usual, first handed over yesterday's garbage to Song Yuan for disposal, and then took Qiangba to the third small island in Antarctica.

In fact, the environment on the Antarctic side is still good. Xiaoye searched the entire Antarctic Circle and found garbage in these five places.

So Song Yu, the leader of the garbage collection team, decided to take down the garbage in Antarctica before school started, and then went to the North Pole to start.

This time he didn't call Du Muyang, mainly because the fans were too enthusiastic. Under Xiaoye's strict screening, more than 1 people still signed up.Of course, most of them are residents of the economic zone who want to come here to work.

But as long as he can work, Song Yu is not picky.

So Song Yu stopped playing with Mu Yang, and let him prepare for his graduation with peace of mind.

"Okay, the environment here is like this. They are all snow-capped and snow-covered, but not as muddy as yesterday. Oh. The wind is a bit strong." Song Yuzhao, who opened the live broadcast camera, looked at the surrounding environment and introduced road.

{The teleported body does not need to breathe, I am not afraid of the wind. }
{It seems that the anchor will change the environment every day, I will wait for the next good weather to go. }
{I don’t know if I signed up successfully?Where is the ranking? }
{This weather is fine for me.As long as there are no beasts, anything will do. }
"Everyone can go to the store group to express their opinions. I will screen the fans who are willing to come in the background. Roughly, we need about 50 people today." Song Yu thought.

"Okay, wait for everyone~"

After speaking, Song Yu downloaded the live broadcast.

【Xiaoye, please~】

With so many people, it would be fatal to contact one by one. Of course, it is better to rely on Xiaoye's one-time group sending and private chat to contact.

【OK. 】

Next to him, Qiangba hadn't recovered from the teleportation, he felt that the magical membrane should be a kind of hidden accelerator, allowing him to quickly cross the surface and come here.

"Well, try again next time~" Qiangba muttered.

"Qiangba, study hard next time, I will leave after I take pictures of the environment, and I will leave the rest to you." Song Yu seriously urged.

"Ah? Oh~" Qiangba returned to God.

Song Yu rubbed his forehead, feeling that he was unreliable.

Thirty seconds later, the first fan arrives, a male, slouchy attire.

"Wow, the anchor's side is much better than I thought!" The male fan observed the surrounding environment.

Song Yu greeted him with a smile: "You are welcome, you must know the mission, here are the tools."

Seeing that Song Yu had no desire to chat, the male fan quickly changed the subject and said, "Yeah, I will definitely do a good job! Thank the host for giving me the opportunity!"

"Be polite, pay attention to safety, it's windy here. Call him if you need something." Song Yu pointed to Qiangba who was studying hard beside him.

Qiangba glanced at Song Yu, then nodded firmly.

Before sending away the first one, the second one had already been waiting. He was also a man, obviously interested in the surrounding environment, and even stomped on the snow a few times cutely.

Song Yu picked up the tool and handed it to him, and said enthusiastically, "Thank you for coming, be careful later, the wind is strong and the snow is thick, remember to call him if you are in danger, he will rush over."

"Oh, yes, anchor." The second person hurriedly took over, and excitedly stepped on the snow to work.

Song Yu looked at the two not far away with satisfaction, then turned to Qiangba and said, "See, it's like me. You will receive me next time."

"Oh!"

The third one is a woman, dressed neatly, feeling her reorganized particle body.

"This body really can't breathe, and it can't feel the cold." The third fan said in surprise.

Qiangba stepped forward bluntly, handed her the tool in his hand, and pulled out a professional smirk: "Here, pay attention to safety, call me if you need something."

"Huh???" The fans were surprised.

"Ah~~~" Song Yu was helpless.

It seems that Qiangba can't adapt to this job yet.

The fan took the tool suspiciously, and asked aloud: "Aren't you the anchor? His voice is not like that."

Embarrassed, Song Yu hurriedly stood up behind Qiangba, and said with an apologetic smile, "Well, I'm the anchor. He's my assistant, taking over from me, and he's here to receive everyone."

The female fan suddenly realized: "Oh, that's right, just say that such a gentle person as the anchor, how can he be so distinguished."

But she didn't bother too much, took the tool from Qiangba and joined the ranks of picking up trash.

Song Yu said with a bit of accusation: "You are too blunt, please soften your tone. If fans want to chat more, they can also accompany you."

Qiangba thought for a while, then said softly, "Okay, I understand Mr. Song."

Song Yu pouted, feeling like he didn't know.

The fourth fan arrived instantly, and Qiangba walked over first. When the middle-aged male fan looked up, he saw Qiangba's abnormal smile.

He said nervously, "Well, anchor, it's my first time here, if there's something wrong there, just tell me."

Qiangba smiled and said, "I'm the anchor's assistant. Today's wind is relatively strong. When picking up trash later, pay attention to your feet. Don't step on the place where the snow is thick. If there is danger, call me at any time, I can hear you."

"Oh, good." The fourth middle-aged male fan quickly took the tool and ran away like flying.

Qiangba felt aggrieved, pouted and looked back at Song Yu, Song Yu sighed.

Qiangba has few contacts, and there are only a few acquaintances in the factory area. He met Mu Yang and the other six when he went out for the first time, so he might be a little nervous.Song Yu analyzed himself.

"Don't worry, talking to others is also a process of training you." Song Yu encouraged her: "You can treat Song Yuan, Zhu Zi, or even Mu Yang on the opposite side. That way you won't be nervous."

Qiangba thought for a while, then nodded firmly.

In the fifth place, Song Yu obviously felt that Qiangba could talk to him fluently, but he also came here to earn money, so he left without chatting.

After this encounter, it took 10 minutes.

Qiangba had downloaded and studied relevant materials about the polar region last night, and he knew the importance of the matter, so when Song Yu told him to study it seriously, he was indeed studying it seriously.

After another ten minutes, a reminder came to Song Yu's mind that the time for the first fan had arrived.

Of course, Xiaoye also disguised the message as a system sound and sent it to the fan and Qiangba, but the fan still didn't leave. He planned to pick it up for a while, and was forced to end it in the end.

"Just let him go like this. Your main task is to receive the fans and protect their safety. As for the sending back, just pay attention to it." Song Yu entrusted.

The five have not finished yet, Xiaoye has already started the transmission of the second batch of fans, and Qiangba received them a little stiffly.

"Hi, I'm the anchor's assistant, this is the tool you will use."

Song Yu looked at it, it's okay, practice makes perfect, and it's over.

(End of this chapter)