Prehistoric entertainment circle

Black and white impermanence has been impacted a lot, but he got used to it.

In their eyes, Jian Pingfan is now on the same level as Houtu, an old-timer who is indifferent, and his majesty is not as good as that of Yu Lei who accompanied him.Hongjun?Ditto.

Several people tossed for so long, and finally planned to start the live broadcast.

One section of the Wangchuan River in the underworld is an inland river, and the inland river is relatively clean. There is also an elegant small bridge and a small pavilion beside it.It is still possible to imitate the scene of the year in this position.

The water in Wangchuan Hanoi has almost zero effect on ghosts who live in the underworld all year round.As soon as several people discussed and made a decision, they naturally decided to dismiss the surrounding people and let the Wangchuan River directly flood the river, submerging Heiwuchang.

As soon as this plot comes out, Hei Wuchang's height-increasing shoes must be taken off.

Heiwuchang's face was as dark as his clothes, and after realizing that he had taken off his shoes, everyone looked at him with "Wow, how short are you? Hell's height-increasing shoes are so easy to use, are they stilts?"

Bai Wuchang hadn't seen Hei Wuchang who was shorter than him for many years, and he couldn't help laughing beside him.

He was about to smile or not, but Hei Wuchang's face turned even darker when he saw it.

Everyone was full of expressions, Bai Wuchang had no choice but to hold back a smile and comfort Hei Wuchang: "It's okay, it's okay, who cares about your height when you're lying on the bed anyway."

Jian Pingfan: "???"

There seems to be something wrong with this statement.

Is it that he has met his base?

No, why did he acquiesce that he is a base?

Jian Pingfan was lost in contemplation, and when he came back to his senses, Bai Wuchang, who was planning to broadcast live, had already been beaten on the ground by Hei Wuchang, and the high hat he was wearing on his head fell aside, let alone being pulled into a Clothes like rags.

Houtu was still trying her hand at the side of the bridge. Under her control, the river would bloom a flower for a while, turn into a puffer fish for a while, and turn into Houtu herself again for a while, as detailed as a wax figure replica. .

Yu Lei put tables and chairs not far away, for watching a play, and he also arranged something, but he was busy anyway, Hongjun who was sitting in it appeared and disappeared, and finally disappeared.

Jian Pingping walked over and stepped into a certain area, and Hongjun appeared in front of him again.

"Sitting here and waiting, you can directly watch the live broadcast. It has an invisibility function and waterproof function. The live broadcast camera has an invisibility function, so don't worry about it. Taotie will help relay the broadcast, and you can let the other people post it on Weibo." Hong Hong Jun guides Jian Pingfan to build momentum for Houtu.

Jian Pingfan nodded, turned on the phone and poked into the group.

Jian Pingfan: [I'm in the underworld now. 】

Kong Xuan: [What manager are you dead? 】

Nezha: [I am familiar with the Great Sage, he knows how to go to the underworld to make trouble and get you back. 】

Taotie: […]

Yang Jian: [Isn't it the Houtu live broadcast? 】

Bai Ze: [Do you want to send out a publicity notice? 】

Nezha: [Hey, then I... no, who of you will go to Tang Sanzang? 】

Kong Xuan: [declined. 】

Yang Jian: 【...Today is suitable for going out for a walk. 】

Bai Ze: 【Don't grab my hobbies upstairs. 】

Taotie: […]

Nezha: […]

Jian Pingfan looked up at the situation outside, thought for a while and asked Yu Lei next to him: "When will you decide to start the live broadcast?"

Yu Lei glanced back, then pinched his fingers again: "Well, it is estimated to be eight o'clock in the evening. It is now 07:30."

Jian Pingfan lowered his head and pressed his phone: [The live broadcast is on time at [-] o'clock in the evening, and now everyone is going to Weibo to promote it for me. Taotie will open your live broadcast and eat something before rebroadcasting it.Tang Seng's place...I, I'll go! 】

Kong Xuan: [As expected of a manager! 】

Nezha: [Second. 】

Yang Jian: [Second. 】

Bai Ze: [Second. 】

Taotie: […]

Jian Pingfan felt that his manager was too worried.After thinking about it, he first dragged Hou Tu into this small group.

The system in the small group immediately prompted: ["Jian Pingfan" invited "Houtu" to join the group chat]

Hou Tu sensed something while playing with the water, took out his phone to look at it, and sent a sentence.

Houtu: [Hi everyone. 】

Kong Xuan: [... I was suffocated by fright. 】

Nezha: [choking. 】

Yang Jian: [choking. 】

Bai Ze: [choking. 】

Taotie: […]

Jian Pingfan: [...Give me all the tweets! 】

So several people in the group immediately ran away, and all went to Weibo to make a fuss.

@kongxuan is a big peacock V: Empress Houtu will broadcast live, I don't know what will be broadcast live!The agent called me to promote it!Of course I am serious about promoting it!As true as my latest hair color! [webpage address] broadcast at eight o'clock!

@食餐V: [webpage address]@后土V

@哪周V: It must be a super cool live broadcast, and it is recommended to watch it over the age of [-]. [website link]

@杨灯V: This live broadcast may have a certain horror effect. It is recommended that the following minors watch it accompanied by their parents. Please pay attention to eye health when watching the live broadcast. [Web address]@后土

@白泽V: Although I don’t have any fans, I can do the math and post this Weibo and I will become popular.Houtu's live broadcast! [website link]

After several people posted Weibo together, it caused a huge response.

Jian Pingfan quickly found Tang Seng: [Master!Is the big brother, the second brother and the third brother here!Houtu Niangniang is going to broadcast live, starting at [-] o'clock, is it too late to promote it now? 】

Tang Seng: […]

Jian Pingfan felt that he probably saw the shortest message Tang Seng had ever sent.

Sure enough, Tang Seng sent a long message in the next second: [I want to say cute and amiable Mr. Manager, do you remember that it is off work time, although my character design in Journey to the West is very holy father and There are no holidays or rest days, but my current job clearly stipulates that there is a labor contract, thank you.Now at 35:25, you told me that the live broadcast will start at [-] o'clock, and you have [-] minutes to make publicity. I am afraid that even the navy army will find [-] cents a piece and not remove the brackets for me. 】

Jian Pingfan thought about it, put the phone on the table next to him, and planned to let Tang Seng talk for a while.

Ah, thanks to the prehistoric chat system, there is no online incognito display system.

After 5 minutes, the entire network announced the release.

Some media commented that the next newcomer that Honghuang Media Company will promote is a newcomer under the name of agent Jian Pingfan, who plans to start in the live broadcasting industry first.The first phase was fierce, and the capital was sufficient, so it was excellent in itself.

Some people also speculate whether it is because there is no female star in the hands of the manager so far, and the yin and yang are out of balance. There are still a few successful single female stars in Honghuang Media Company, and they want to test the waters.

There were more and more guesses. When it was close to eight o'clock, many people opened the website and squatted in the live broadcast room.

Taotie originally had a large number of people in the live broadcast room, so he finished eating the cheesecake on his table, and transferred the live broadcast room to Houtu's live broadcast room without saying a word.

Bai Wuchang finally escaped from Hei Wuchang's hands, and tidied up his clothes and image.

The two were waiting by the bridge to get out.

Houtu put a fake door in place, and countless runes were engraved on the fake door, like ghostly drawn symbols, which normal people couldn't understand anyway.For Hou Tu, this door is just a prop function, and it is useless by itself.

She put on a long-sleeved blouse that the fairy had loved for a while, and the sleeves almost dragged to the ground.The clothes are black, with a touch of red in the black.The embroidery on the top is full of bright red, and with her face, it really makes people forget to breathe at a glance.

Watching live is different from watching live. Jian Pingfan looked at Hongjun: "Can you cut a live screen?"

Hongjun nodded, took out his mobile phone, and let him float slightly downward in front of the two of them, without blocking them from watching the scene.The studio was still completely dark, but the music had already started playing.

I don't know who composed the music, but it's quite nice, quite retro, and seems to be traditional musical instruments.

After the barrage heard the music, it was in a state of kneeling, and I felt that this appearance was a bit powerful.

Time passed by, and when it happened to be eight o'clock, Houtu smiled at Jian Pingfan and Hongjun.Jian Pingfan gave a thumbs up to Houtu.

On the live broadcast screen, the camera finally appeared, and at first glance it was dragging at the end of the big sleeve shirt on the floor.

Accompanied by the voice of Houtu: "I have been in the underworld for many years. I know most of the stories here. From the stories of long ago to the current stories. I have never participated in it, but I have been on the sidelines. I have I regret that I didn't get involved, and I'm even more grateful that I didn't get involved. By chance, I want to show these stories again, so that their previous loyalty, benevolence, and friendship... are no longer just things in my mind that I can only recall. "

The camera pans up slowly, from feet to hands to face.

The exquisite face under the bun, and the tremblingly opened eyes made all the onlookers gasp.

This appearance is so beautiful that people will not compare her with anyone, this style is too rare.

Houtu turned around, stretched out her hands, and slowly pushed open the door behind her. Accompanying her movements were her words: "The first story, black and white are impermanent."

The door was wide open, and there was a flowing river at the door, and a bridge over the river.

There is a certain distance between the bridge and the water below, and there is still a certain space for people to shelter from the rain.

Yes, shelter from the rain, it's raining here.Houtu did not know when an oil-paper umbrella was added to her hand. She walked under the bridge with the oil-paper umbrella, and then walked from under the bridge to the bridge: "Under the bridge is the place where black impermanence walks. On the bridge, here is white." Where impermanence goes. Instead of being born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, they chose to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day.”

Pianran, she walked to the nearby small pavilion, put down her umbrella and sat down, and made tea in the small space in the pavilion.Surprisingly, the small pavilion gradually faded and disappeared in the scene when she was making tea.

Jian Pingfan was dumbfounded, not to mention the group of people in the bullet screen who already know how to know 666.

The camera pans to the bridge.

The rain gradually increased, from a drizzle to a downpour.