Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

The live broadcast is over. Unlike other viewers who were full of question marks, Yu Nanchuan still had time to call Wuji Zhenzong.

Knowing that the few people in the video are just ordinary people without supernatural powers, and the other Shinwakizasa are also nearby, Yuu Nanchuan is also relieved.

After telling the cowards to pay attention to safety, Yu Nanchuan hung up the phone.

On the dark live broadcast screen, the barrage of audience discussions still covered the entire screen row by row, and the excitement and confusion were clearly visible from those messy characters.

Nanchuan Yu is naturally one of them.

Unconsciously downloaded the game on the mobile phone, and at the same time purchased the game on the official website of the game company, which is about to start public beta, waited until he calmed down, looked at the game on the mobile phone, and angrily turned the mobile phone upside down on the table .

As a social animal who has not yet graduated, but already has a career.

Still have time to play games?

No.

Taking a deep breath, Nanchuan Yu took out the information from the table, and at the same time clicked on the forum, flicking the forum half-heartedly.

Looking at the high discussion posts on the forum, a bunch of new posts popped up after a swipe. Seeing everyone blowing rainbow farts to Little Lucky, Nan Chuanyu showed an excited smile.

See information?

Well, browsing the forum is also learning.

Nanchuan Yu thought so, clicked on the posts one by one, and giggled while reading them.

Then, his eyes stopped on a post.

"On the topic, how about the force value of Little Lucky and the two of them in a certain video?"

Click on it, and the three photos are stitched together. The two on the left are Qingguang and Anding, and the right is Wuji.

The post instantly seemed to ignite a flame.

The replies to the post are all kinds of strange, and the comments are very reasonable.

The high-rise building of the post was quickly built, and there was a feeling of sowing discord.

But this post finally reminded Nanchuan Yu whose brain was still in an excited state where he couldn't think.

Should there be an official statement?

Like a terrorist claiming responsibility for an attack?

Nan Chuan You thought it was reasonable, but considering that he was not familiar with the entertainment industry, Nan Chuan You didn't make up his mind, picked up the phone and called two human employees.

While waiting for the call to be connected, looking at the moonlight rising outside the window, the heart of a laborer trembled slightly.

What an evil capitalist boss, calling the staff at such a late hour.

He must be scolded secretly by the staff.

Jimu Qing was still awake, and she was still immersed in the complicated files, trying to familiarize herself with the information.

When she called Nan Chuan Yu from the street, and after hearing Nan Chuan Yu's story, she gave a professional answer.

"Boss, please wait a moment. I will understand the situation soon and report to you later."

"Oh, that's fine, you decide." Nanchuan You was relieved after hearing this, and resolutely became the hands-off shopkeeper, re-investing in the enthusiasm of browsing the forum.

The news on the forum is true or false, and the melons of various reversals and reversals are overwhelming.

But after reading it for a while, Nanchuan You, who felt that he should not continue to indulge himself while watching the time go by, forced himself to close the forum, and finished reading the materials that he had decided to read today.

It was late at night, Nan Chuanyou went to bed with his mobile phone after washing.

After turning off the lights, it seemed as if countless horns surrounded her mind. Nan Chuanyou couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so she could only take out her mobile phone and turn on the live broadcast platform.

On the live broadcast platform, there are many late-night live broadcasts...

Japan is a country, tsk.

Nan Chuanyou brushed off those live broadcasts indifferently, and was about to find some game live broadcasts, but somehow, he was attracted by a "late night story" live broadcast room.

Yes, there is a heart behind the title of Late Night Stories.

However, the anchor's name...

Smiling Qingjiang?

Although it may be the same name, after all, Smiling Qingjiang is also a famous sword in Japan, but Yu Nanchuan clicked in.

Then, the familiar voice of Smiling Qingjiang came from the mobile phone.

hiss…….

Nanchuanyou gasped softly, knowing that smiling Qingjiang occasionally likes ambiguous conversations, he shouldn't be...

"Picking off the quilt, she lowered her head and approached the gap between the bed boards. There was a pair of opened eyes between the gaps."

"Hiss! Aww!"

Nan Chuan You gasped, and the phone in his hand hit his face.

Regardless of the sore nose, listening to the story on the phone and continuing to unfold, Nan Chuanyou hastily turned on the phone and turned off the live broadcast.

Before closing the live broadcast, he noticed that in a room with hundreds of people online at the same time, the number of bullet screens - 0

Although I really want to support the careers of the men with swords and swords, Nanchuan Yu feels that the career of Smiling Qingjiang...

Can support at noon.

After exiting the live broadcast room and following the anchor outside the live broadcast room, Nanchuan Yu was not in the mood to find any game live broadcasts at this time.

turn off the phone.

Sleep with your eyes closed.

Well, I always felt the chill behind my back, tossed and turned for a while, Nan Chuanyou stared at the blue light of the air conditioner.

"Di" touched the remote control of the air conditioner, and Nanchuan Yu turned off the air conditioner.

In the dark night, the light of the air conditioner turned red to indicate that it was turned off.

Taking a deep breath, Nanchuan Yu completely wrapped himself in a thin towel, curled up, and forced himself to close his eyes to sleep.

Although the hot neck is covered with sweat, but...

The hand holding the quilt was tight.

Well, there is a problem and we will talk about it tomorrow.

After struggling with the fear in his heart until midnight, the exhausted Nanchuan Yu woke up in a daze.

The first thing I do when I wake up is take a good shower.

The sunshine brought warmth, walked out of the bathroom refreshingly, Nan Chuanyou turned on the phone, and sent a cool smiling face to the night according to the plan before going to bed.

By the way, I paid attention to the number of followers of Smiley Qingjiang's live broadcast room.

Needless to say, there are quite a few people who like this category.

After turning off the live broadcast on the mobile phone, Nanchuan Yu's life returned to normal order, exercising.study.Process work.

What happened last night had a big impact. Opening the backstage of the entertainment company's official website, Nan Chuanyou found that from the early hours of yesterday to the present, the number of page views on the company's official website continued to rise.

Before Nanchuanyou could figure out how to use these to promote, Jimu Qingren called first.

The tone was very excited.

"Boss, endorsement!!!"

"What endorsement?" Although he didn't know what it was, Nanchuan Yu also became excited.

"It's the new game endorsement of a star-studded game company. They want to make a commercial, and the protagonist will be Wuji Zhenzong."

"Oh, that's good, our Wuji is so pretty." Nanchuan Yu nodded, "You call and ask Wuji, if he goes, you can sign the contract."

Nan Chuan hung up the phone calmly, leaving Jim Muqing with a dazed expression.

She finally knew the strangest thing about this company.

It's not a group of entertainers who seem to have fallen from the sky, it's not that she's the only one handling the manager's work, and it's not that the boss is only 14 years old.

It's that the boss of this company doesn't care at all.

All arrangements are at the discretion of the artists.

That's why they only need one agent. After all, it's up to them to decide what job they want to choose.

It is not so much an entertainment company as it is a studio jointly opened by a group of artists.

After thinking wildly for a few seconds, Jimu Qing collected himself and called Wuji Zhenzong.

"Okay, it's very interesting." Wuji Zhenzong didn't think about it at all, but agreed immediately.

After Wuji Zhenzong agreed, Ji Muqing formally contacted the game company.

Then in just one day, the contract was finalized.Officially signed.Spread the word.

The stars of the entertainment circle who had been eyeing this pie because of the popularity of the new game had not had time to compete for it, so they stared dumbfounded at the actor who had already been endorsed by the game.

Nanchuan Yu was also amazed at the efficiency of contract signing.

"Boss, there is actually a reason for this."

Nan Chuanyou got the first-hand gossip from Jimu Qingren, and listened to it with great interest, like the people eating melons on the forum.

"The boss of the game company is more... particular about it."

What Jimu Qingren said was cryptic, Nanchuan You did understand.

It was the boss of the company who was superstitious.

And this matter is obviously hotly discussed on the forum.

Nanchuan Yu also had to sigh, Wuji's lucky attribute is really amazing.

Unlike Nanchuan Yu, who only felt that Wuji Zhenzong was very lucky, he signed the contract originally, and later let the game company dove, and saw other anchors who became popular in the same industry.

But some anchors may just complain to their friends, while others are jumping around on the Internet, stirring up the muddy water on the Internet.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three polite knocks on the door woke up the young man lying in front of the computer desk, waiting to browse the forum with red eyes.

He was the senior anchor of Wuji Zhenzong and the game company before, but obviously, because of Wuji Zhenzong's subsequent live broadcast, it proved that the live broadcast elsewhere was just his guess, which caused ridicule on the Internet.

"My eyes are so red that they are bleeding."

"Hahaha, it's okay to be cowardly, but you are actually a newcomer."

"After all, he is an old man."

The wind direction of the Internet is one after another. Before that, I followed the anchor to charge, and the next second may be slammed back.

At this time, the anchor heard a knock on the door.

Looking at the sky outside the window with vague eyes, remembering that he hadn't slept all night, the anchor rubbed his stomach angrily.

"Fuck, I'll kill you next time."

He opened the door cursingly: "Meal delivery? What..."

The anchor's voice froze for a moment. He looked at the man in front of him who was wearing a long black trench coat, a camel scarf, and a monocle. He looked like an English-style butler with short gray hair.

Behind the man, there are several strong men in suits with bulging waists.

"Black... Mafia?" A frightened look flashed in the anchor's eyes.

"Ah, it seems that I don't need to introduce myself." The old man stretched out his hand in a gentlemanly manner, and slowly took off his white gloves.

"I didn't do anything..."

"Why not? Last night when you were staying in a hotel in our area, you heard a gunshot." Guangjin Liulang kindly said, "Our leader is very embarrassed. After all, we have just obtained the official certificate, and we have made such a mistake. It is too much. It shouldn't be."