Opening up to the entertainment industry

Chapter 54 1v1 live broadcast?

As soon as Yang Zhi's poem came out, it immediately caused a small sensation.

Not everyone understands the level of this poem, and some people with good literary talent explain it to everyone, so that everyone can understand how high the level of Yang Zhi's poem is!

Therefore, people have a higher evaluation of him, and because of this poem, Yang Zhi instantly attracted countless fans.

Writers Guild...

More than 20 people are looking at each other in a conference room.

These people are young and only in their 20s, and the older ones are in their 60s, and the Golden Dragon is also on the list.

An old man in his fifties with a thin body and a mustache said to the golden dragon:
"Old Huang, you have also read the poem of Xiaogangpao. I specialize in the study of ancient poetry, and the level of this poem is already a quatrain. Should we consider letting him enter the Writers Association?"

Another man in his 40s, with a round face and big ears, and a kind face also said:

"Old Sun is right, Chairman Huang, I also think that Little Steel Cannon should be allowed to join our Writers Association!"

The golden dragon's face changed, and then his face sank, and he said:

"Nonsense! Our Writers Association pays attention to good literary talents, but we can't say whether Xiaogangpao's poem was written by him. We'll decide after the second live broadcast."

The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, but Wang Jinlong was the vice president of the Writers Association anyway, so they didn't have much to say, they just secretly despised the Golden Dragon in their hearts for avenging their personal revenge and their small belly...

But they didn't know that although Jinlong was avenging his own personal revenge, he was wrong: that poem was not written by Yang Zhi himself...

……

After Yang Zhi sent the message, he didn't care about the reaction of the people. He knew that the problem of popularity had been resolved. Naturally, Wang Geng and Huang Jinlong would raise his popularity in a high-profile way, so he felt less pressure.

He installed the keyboard and started typing.

Anyway, these keyboards are not expensive, and it would be a pity if they were rotten, so he started typing novels at high speed.

One hundred thousand words per hour!

He played for more than four hours at a stretch, and it was three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Looking for the Qin Dynasty" is coming to an end, and it is estimated that the book will be finished in the evening or tomorrow.

He wondered in his heart whether anyone would ask him to adapt it for TV or publish it.Now he not only needs fame, but also money!
If there is something, of course, buy a house first, so that I can completely settle down in this world.

Just this house, the sound insulation is so poor, if you find a girlfriend and want to do something embarrassing, wouldn't it be
After exercising his muscles, he quit Weibo and entered the live broadcast room to check again.

Hu Peipei's reward has exceeded 500 yuan!This is already a good result for a live broadcast platform that has just launched a reward function.

What's more, Hu Peipei is just a newcomer, and he doesn't know how to ask for a reward at all.

Yang Zhi remembered that on the earth, there are some super local tyrants who often reward hundreds of thousands of dollars for a beautiful anchor.
Going to Wang Xiaobao's live broadcast room again, I found that I still haven't received flowers, but the number of rotten eggs is far more than [-]
Why is there such a big gap between people?
What made Yang Zhi dumbfounded the most was that Xu Zhen said to the live broadcaster, "Thank you! Thank you for your eggs!"

I forgot to tell them what the eggs and flowers meant, and I took these three living treasures as encouragement from the audience.
Why!IQ is in a hurry!

Looking at these audiences, they all know smashing eggs, and no one is sending flowers. Why don't these three guys understand?
When he was about to quit, he saw Wang Xiaobao and their live broadcast room corner, Xiao Mo was sitting there silently, really very honest and well-behaved.

Seeing this poor child, Yang Zhi felt that he should be brought out, after all, those three live treasures had been performing for several hours.

Thinking of this, he immediately sent a private message to Wang Xiaobao and the others.

When the three of Wang Xiaobao saw the private message, they immediately said to the audience:
"Thank you for your support today, and for giving away so many eggs with such enthusiasm. This is the end of today's live broadcast, and we will continue tonight."

After speaking, the three of them blew kisses and turned off the live broadcast.

Yang Zhi felt chills all over his body, and hurried out.

Just when I went out, I saw Huang Shun open the door.

"Boss Yang, why did you ask us to quit? Didn't you see that we collected a lot of eggs? By the way, how much is an egg?"

At this time Xu Zhen also followed, and said happily: "I reckon, it will cost one yuan each, right? I just saw that today we harvested [-] eggs!

It’s one yuan each, so there’s one thousand and five, half split with Boss Yang, and there’s seven hundred and five. Well, the three of us are two hundred and five. Uh.”

Yang Zhi patted Huang Shun and Xu Zhen on the shoulders with a confused face and said:

"Brothers, I didn't make it clear. The flowers and eggs are free. Each person can use one for free.
You can send flowers to anchors you like, but to those you don’t like. You know.”

"What? Free?"

"Is it still used for anchors you don't like?"

The expressions of Xu Zhen and Huang Shun instantly looked like they had eaten Xiang.
At this time, Wang Xiaobao led Xiaomo out, and said, "So we really became my two hundred and five today. I thought everyone was giving a reward, and I have been performing happily."

"Now that I think about it, we're just like monkey jugglers, we've been watched all morning." Xu Zhen also said blankly.

Huang Shun shook his head and said, "We are not monkey jugglers, we are the monkeys raised by monkey jugglers."

Yang Zhi looked at the expressions of the three dead fathers, and couldn't bear it, reminding him:

"Didn't you guys receive a tip today? The three encouragement bears also have 300 yuan."

The faces of Xu Zhen and the three were delighted, and Huang Shun said with a smile: "Yes, at last someone who knows how to appreciate has rewarded us with three hundred."

Wang Xiaobao said stupidly: "Our performance today is so bad, it's all egg-throwing, so is the uncle who gave the reward a brain?"

Yang Zhi's face darkened, and he scolded directly: "Shut up! Are you still not satisfied with the money? Talk nonsense, and there will be no reward next time!"

The three immediately shut up, not daring to say anything more.

Yang Zhi asked: "By the way, have you eaten yet?"

Xu Zhen stroked his stomach and said, "Not yet. I don't know if Pepe has eaten it. How about asking her to eat it too? By the way, I don't know if there is any reward for Pepe's live broadcast?"

"I guess it's enough!" Huang Shun said with a clear expression:

"The three of us have acted in many TV dramas, how long has Pepe been here?

She doesn't know anything, and she can only rely on the song "A Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind" that Boss Yang taught her to support the scene.

Although she is beautiful, I estimate that there are at most a hundred people watching her, so don't even think about rewarding her, and at most you will receive a few free flowers."

Wang Xiaobao looked at Yang Zhi with some discouragement and said, "Brother Yang, I think it's better to be a trick player and get a stable income."

Yang Zhi chuckled, and said to them: "You guys are wrong, Pepe's live broadcast has more than 600 viewers. And, when I watched it just now, the reward exceeded [-] yuan!"

"What?" Xu Zhen was startled, and immediately asked, "Why are so many people watching? Could it be that Pepe is acting."

Yang Zhi glared at him and scolded: "What are you thinking? Pepe is a regular performer. If you don't believe me, let's go in and have a look."

After speaking, he led several people into his room.

Yang Zhi logged into Weibo and quickly switched to Hu Peipei's room.

Xu Zhen and the others watched immediately. At this time, Hu Peipei had just sang another song, and the screen suddenly swiped:
"Pepe, sing another song, and my brother will reward you with five yuan!"

"Five dollars are you willing to say? I'll give you ten dollars!"

"Pepe, shall we have a 1v1 video? If you want, please connect."

As soon as this message came out, it immediately caused a burst of screen swiping:
"Fuck! Rich man! 1v1 is 50 yuan per minute, and you can only connect for 10 minutes at most. Which rich man is this!"

"10 minutes is enough, you can watch what you want"

"Hey, that makes me want to 1v1 too."

"Pepe just said that this is a regular website, who knows if there are any benefits for 1v1?"

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(End of this chapter)