Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Qianghua didn't feel at all that her live broadcast was not good, so she directly blamed Song Jiaren: "Look, everyone is scared away by you."

After saying that, he ignored Song Jiaren's angry screams on the phone, leaned back on the pink gaming chair, looked up at the not-so-high ceiling, and began to check his own situation.

It was a bit of a loss because she said goodbye to Xiaoba without even giving her the settlement from the previous world.

No matter how good I am at my side job, it won’t work if my main job doesn’t pay me wages!

Song Jiaren was helpless and furious for a while. She hung up the phone and wanted to rush to Yi Qianghua's house to settle the score with her.

"Beauty, beauty! Exploded! Exploded!"

After just two steps, the director at the backstage of the live broadcast room immediately stopped Song Jiaren, with ecstasy on his face and excited voice, "Oh, what did your anchor do? Look at the number of fans who entered the live broadcast room, is it right? Did you buy the data?”

Song Jiaren was puzzled and quickly walked a few steps to the director's computer. There were several live broadcast windows on the computer, and now Yi Qianghua's live broadcast room was displayed.

A large number of people entered the live broadcast room, and the number of people quickly increased from a few hundred to 5,000.

There was also movement in the comment area, all of which were messages asking the anchor to speak.

Song Jiaren's eyes widened and she asked unconfidently, "I didn't buy the data. It's not like you don't know that the senior management won't grant funds to Qianghua to buy data. Are these all active accounts?"

Director: "I checked, they are all active accounts, with more than 5,000 real-person traffic, and the traffic is still rising. Many senior anchors in the company do not have this data. Do you want me to help you operate it? Double the current traffic popularity. Third time?”

The director's flattery made Song Jiaren couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, "Xiao Huang, when did you become so kind?"

Director Xiao Huang chuckled and was not angry, "Isn't it because the person in your hands is about to get up? Sell it well first, and then you can help me when it takes off."

He is now in charge of several tepid live broadcast rooms in the company. His salary is not much, but he has a lot of work to do. If he can join the team of a popular anchor, he can make a fortune just from the bonus.

"I've known for a long time that it's only a matter of time before Qianghua's face becomes popular. Sister Jiaren, you're going to get rich."

Song Jiaren was flattered by the director Xiao Huang's words and smiled, "You have a sweet mouth."

"Does it require traffic?"

Song Jiaren hesitated for a while, then shook her head, "Forget it, I will be ridiculed by the crowd if I am found out, but now this data is already pretty good."

The director, Xiao Huang, didn't give much advice, so he just gave an opinion. It was up to the anchor team whether to use it or not. If anything went wrong, he wouldn't be blamed.

"Sister Jiaren, the traffic in the live broadcast room has begun to decline. Fans are asking the anchor to speak." Director Xiao Huang stared at the live broadcast room and asked curiously: "What's so nice about talking?"

"Hey, Han Che is on the air, and he's connecting with Rabbit Guaiguai." Xiao Huang calculated in his mind, "There are still three connections left and it's Qianghua's turn. You tell her to get ready quickly."

Just as he was talking, there was a little trouble in another live broadcast room. Xiao Huang didn't have time to say more, so he immediately switched the live broadcast room to deal with it.

Well, he also works part-time as a live broadcast room manager, and his life is miserable.

Song Jiaren bit her thumb and walked back and forth behind Xiao Huang, her expression tangled.

Since Yi Qianghua's live broadcast contract is about to expire, she has not paid much attention to the live broadcast. Coupled with her attitude when she was just contacted, Song Jiaren is afraid that she will not be too cooperative or even sing the opposite.

I feel irritated, but I still have to call. Fans only ask to talk, but they don’t say what to say, right?

Let's get through today's live broadcast first, and she will go over and try to persuade her later. How can anyone not pick up the money on the ground when they see it?

Soon, the cell phone in front of Qianghua rang again, like a reminder.

Qianghua pressed the connect button.

"Hey, hey? Ancestor, speak!"

When Song Jiaren was on the phone, she told herself to calm down, but when she saw the call was answered without saying anything, her temper gradually increased. If she hadn't been worried about the live broadcast, she would have cursed.

"I'm not your ancestor." Qianghua replied.

She has no bloodline to continue.

When Song Jiaren heard Qianghua's voice, her ears and heart felt like they were being swept by feathers, making them feel numb and itchy. She subconsciously reached out to scratch her ears and chest.

But after hearing what she said, a lot of swear words got stuck in her throat. After a moment of silence, she said with a smile and a very 'kind' voice: "Just wait for me!"

Qianghua said calmly: "Oh."

"Oh? You said 'oh'?!" Song Jiaren couldn't hold herself any longer, her voice suddenly raised, "You, you, you..."

No matter how seductive your voice is, you can't say "oh" to her!

Money! Lots of money!

Song Jiaren took a deep breath and said, "A flower, your ability to irritate people has increased!"

a flower?

Qianghua was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was Yi Qianghua's online name.

"You are also very powerful. You can freeze me for three seconds with just one sentence."

Hearing Qianghua's compliment, Song Jiaren's mind was buzzing, what the hell? !

"Hurry up and get on the game!" After saying that, he hung up the phone and began to edit the message and send it to Qianghua.

There are some things that cannot be said in the live broadcast room. She was so angry that she lost her head today.

But she's usually pretty steady, right?

Song Jiaren scratched her ears and chest, blaming Yi Qianghua for being so annoying!

The live broadcast room was quiet, with only signs of people entering and exiting.

Qianghua glanced at the message sent by Song Jiaren, then picked up another mobile phone dedicated to live broadcasting and opened the game she designated.

As soon as I opened the game, the comments in the live broadcast room suddenly erupted.

——"Ahhhhh, my heart, my heart! She has captured my heart!"

——"My ears, damn them! The anchor actually tickled my ears!"

——"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...The anchor talks more, this crispy and numb feeling really makes me go to head."

——"The anchor will be my treasure from now on!!!"

The phone buzzed. It was a message from Song Jiaren asking her to reply to the comment section.

Qianghua glanced at the many comments in the live broadcast room and chose an answer:

"I can't be your treasure. My voice is like this because I have been feeling uncomfortable in my throat recently."

——"Well, Bao'er~ Can you always have a sore throat~"

Qianghua: "..."

——"Bao~ can you scold me~ call me shameless~"

——"I, I, I, also scold me, call me a dead ghost ~ Hehe~"

Qianghua raised her eyes and glanced at the computer screen, her expression indescribable.

——"Oh, God, this look at the idiot really makes me excited~ Please use this look to ravage me!"

——"What good things are you thinking about upstairs? This is my wife!"

Qianghua put down her phone, sat up straight, picked up the mouse and checked the people who had just made "sexy remarks" to tease her. Without exception, they were all girls.

Feeling inexplicably better, Qianhua's eyebrows raised, and she suddenly became interested.

"Playing games?"

——"Have fun, have fun!"

——"Honey, wait for me, I'll go squat in the company toilet right away!"

——"Honey, I am an all-around jungler at level 108. I can lead the team. Choose me, choose me!"

Qianghua: "Give me your ID and I'll add you."

If she gives LD, she will have to go to the trouble of kicking someone.

Song Jiaren suddenly felt relieved when she saw Qianghua finally starting to work.

The next second, I saw the LD avatar and name being added to her game page one after another and began to blow the anchor's rainbow fart. There is nothing wrong with this, but the problem is that, without exception, the voices of the fans who come in are all female.

Looking at Qianghua, whose eyebrows relaxed and her expression was happy as she listened to the compliments from her female fans, Song Jiaren always felt that something was not right.

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