The anchor has a concert

The best friend rolled her eyes and forgot to bother with her about being scolded as an iron cock: "Not only is he handsome and stylish, but he also speaks nicely, which makes me excited..."

"Isn't this a nympho?" Xiao Bu expressed her doubts.

"The most important thing is that he is so talented—" My best friend expressed her dissatisfaction with her accentuated tone: "His songs are not only super heartfelt, but also easy to learn! I will sing after listening to it once, wait, I will sing for you listen……"

My best friend coughed twice, opened her mouth after finding the right tone, and said, "Every word of yours is like a scar engraved on my heart, and my every move changes with you. How absurd, I let you play with me wantonly, never think about it, you How arrogant..."

"Um, is he broken in love?" Xiao Bu seemed to have discovered a new world.

The girlfriend looked disgusted: "You know what, this song is called "Arrogance", he created it based on the fan's love story. If any girl has a boyfriend like him, how could she break up? Stupid?"

"Oh, that's it—" Xiao Bu was a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject: "What about another song that is even more powerful?"

"There are reposts in the Qiancheng WeChat fan group, I will show you! At that time, this song was reposted and shared by many people in the live broadcast room. God, I have never seen so many reposts. Everyone has no time to click on the bullet screen. ..."

While talking, my best friend took out her mobile phone, found out the song "How Lucky", and clicked on it for Xiao Bu to listen to.

He also introduced: "In addition to this song, there are three other super nice songs, one called "Peach Blossom Nuo", one called "The Beauty of the World is Intertwined with You", and the other called "My Son, Don't Blame"..."

……

Xiao Mi Li danced the last dance at the right time, waved goodbye to all the audience in the live broadcast room with an extremely seductive, sweaty and coquettish posture, and quickly downloaded the broadcast.

Before she walked out of the live broadcast room, she received a WeChat message from Qiancheng, a fan of the live broadcast room's husband, Shenhao 'Saint Warrior': "Mi Li, you were knocked down from the first place on the rookie list, do you want to go back?"

After listening to this voice message, Xiao Mi Li hastily declined: "Forget it, everyone didn't grab the top spot. If I was too deliberate and caused dissatisfaction with the big brother in Xiaoli's live broadcast room, then it will be another rhythm, and I still need you guys." Pay for me..."

"It's not Lilu, it's Pan An from Zongyang Mansion, who was parachuted to the third place before. I've checked his list. The first place in the list of rewards is a local tyrant in the beauty area, and the second to fifth are all newcomers." Registering an account, I suspect that these accounts should be his own operating accounts. From the first to the fifth, the sum of [-] Han notes is almost enough, I can take them all by myself!"

If this question was put in the time when Mi Li had just started broadcasting, she might have agreed to it wholeheartedly, and then acted coquettishly and cutely like thanking her brother.

But as an old anchor who has been live broadcasting for about half a year, Xiao Mili knows very well that if the local tyrants and gods want to watch, they won't even say hello to you.

As long as you ask specifically, there is basically an exchange condition!

In order to refuse this kind of thing, Xiaomi Li has already offended many local tyrants and gods, and now he has learned to be obedient, and it is over if he refuses all of them: "I know him, the last time he was ranked third in the airborne, my superman reminded me , let me pay attention to restraining the fans, so as not to cause the rhythm between the two parties. It is said that he is a very talented music creation anchor, and there is a high probability of becoming a big singer in the future, a gold medal music producer..."

As a qualified god hero, Saint Warrior doesn't care about these things at all: "Never mind him! As long as you want, I will step on him immediately! We will talk about the future. When he becomes famous in the world, maybe you will soon He was moved by me, and he retired from the shark platform with me, and went to be a couple of gods. At that time, he can still chat with his friends. When we were anchors together, we kept stepping on him on the rookie list..."

Goosebumps all over Xiao Mili's body: "Don't! This kind of existence who is destined to become an S-level anchor of the Tiger Shark live broadcast platform, and even the head, let's treat him rationally, otherwise I will be blamed for being too naive! Brother Don't make trouble..."

"No, I don't want to see someone pressing on you, especially a man."

Saint Seiya got angry and felt that his dignity had been challenged. After leaving this sentence, he ran to the millet live broadcast room to brush an aircraft carrier, and stepped on Pan An.

According to the list value, the gap between the two is only [-] Han notes.

What Saint Seiya said before was that he could be one of the top five paid gifts in Pan An's live broadcast room, and he didn't need to pay [-] at a time!

Li Lu was still broadcasting live, and soon some viewers publicized this change in the live broadcast room.

This time, the local tyrants in her live broadcast room were not happy, and they exchanged a few words with each other like a joke, each swiped a treasure map, and directly snatched the No.1 of Xiaomi Mili.

Thanks to the fact that Mi Li has already been broadcasted, otherwise Saint Seiya would never be able to get off the stage, and he would have to watch it again...

……

On that night, traces of Pan An appeared in more than 5 WeChat groups or circles of friends across the entire empire.

At that time, there were [-] online viewers in the live broadcast room, and at least [-] people shared the live broadcast room. This wave of exposure and promotion will definitely have a certain effect!

For example, the only song "Young Master Don't Blame" that is still on the weekly list of popular music auditions, the audition data far exceeds the sum of the other [-] songs on the homepage multiplied by three overnight.

Pan An's studio also had a black screen, and the number of VIP fans increased from [-] to a few hundred to [-].

The number of followers has broken through the [-] mark from [-]+.

The number of followers on the Express Weibo account has also increased from the original 15 to 20.

Although this series of data, compared with the base of more than 5 shares, the conversion rate is not high.

But people nowadays are so lazy, and those who are willing to go to Newsletter Weibo and Tiger Shark Live to find Pan An are definitely the kind of existences who really like his music works.

Chapter 062 Is this the result you want?

The next day, Pan An and Qin Xiaoqian went to the city to finish handling the first and last, and then left Xiangyang Mansion in a heavy rain.

Using Pan An's mobile phone to post the address of the offline party at Shenlong Park at Suizhou Fu Station on his Weibo, Qin Xiaoqian couldn't help feeling a little worried: "The sky was full of stars last night, but it started to rain today. How's the situation over there..."

"The distance between the two places is nearly [-] kilometers, and there is no typhoon landfall, so it shouldn't be a big problem. Sister Xiaoqian, if you are really worried, check the weather forecast over there!"

Qin Xiaoqian curled her lips: "It's raining and the network signal on the highway is so bad, I don't bother to check! I posted the post just now four times, and it almost didn't panic me..."

Right now, the two of them didn't start the live broadcast, and when they got on the expressway, they got stuck in the live broadcast.

She tried a few times, but she couldn't hold on for too long. In the end, she simply said hello to the audience in the live broadcast room, and waited until the Suizhou government to start the broadcast. Right now, she has nothing to do.

"Brat, are you going to run the entire empire like this every day? Although I don't doubt that you have enough talent to support such a high-frequency "I'm Picking Up Stories in the World" program, you also have to consider whether my aunt and my body can Keep up with a young man like you? After all, she is also a 32-year-old aunt..."

"Sister Xiaoqian, can you stop doing this? At 32, you've only passed one-third of your life, why are you an old aunt? Don't worry, although I want to stop every day, I know it's impossible. So It is planned to rest for more than three days in each state capital city!"

"If I want to make a plan, one station every three days is the most suitable. It is not in a hurry, but I can also appreciate the customs of each city, and I can choose enough excellent themes and works, and it will be recorded and broadcast at worst. I don’t understand, you So what to do now?"

"The charm of live broadcasting lies in the new things that happen anytime and anywhere. Recording and broadcasting will affect the communication with the audience. Regarding the appreciation of the customs of each city, there will be opportunities in the future, so there is no rush. As for why I am in such a hurry, because I understand that time is precious. Wouldn’t it be nice to be free for the rest of your life if you could get the job done as quickly as possible without compromising quality?”

"I don't understand, you are only 21 this year, what do you want to do so far..."

……

Suizhou Prefecture, fruit wholesale market.

Po Jiaoyi, who is in his 30s, drove a half-new pickup truck with a body, loaded a load of seasonal fruits, and started to sell in the streets and alleys of the city.

Due to the poor signal at Pan An's side, the broadcast was off, and Lame Yi turned on the loudspeaker for sales again after a few days: "Sell watermelons, cantaloupe, peaches, plums, lychees, red bayberries—big and sweet watermelons." , ten cents a catty. Red heart cantaloupe, only three cents..."

After an hour, he went to three exclusive small stores that he personally explored, made 25 orders, and sold seven watermelons, one cantaloupe, fifteen catties of peaches, five catties of plums, five catties of lychees, and five catties of Yangmei, together with the recovery of [-] yuan.

Aside from the cost and gas money, I probably earned about 5 yuan.

Just as he was about to get in the car and rush to the next exclusive store, a thick-headed little boy of four or five years old ran over from a small restaurant on the street and grabbed his trousers: "Uncle Pojiao, my mother shouted!" You come over for lunch! Are you coming? If you come, you will have meat for lunch!"

Seeing the anticipation in the child's eyes, Po Jiaoyi, who didn't even dare to raise his head, hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't bear to refuse.

He nodded, paused slightly, and hugged the child firmly with one hand: "Little Fuwa, what do you want to eat?"

"Peach, Uncle Pojiao, I want to eat peaches!" Little Fuwa's black eyes rolled around and around in the back of the car, and finally caught sight of the big red peach.

"Okay, eat peaches!" Po Jiaoyi smiled and took out a paper bag and began to fill the peaches.