After I left the entertainment industry to farm, I became a top star

Rose beta star.

The seeds planted by Xunyin have just sprouted, like a layer of green and fluffy carpet, spread under the sun room.

The time he and Luo Ruiyu had agreed to start the show finally arrived.

It's a quarter to nine in the morning.

Xun Yin adjusted the live broadcast equipment and made final preparations.

He touched his shoulder and sighed, the bruises on his shoulder last night have all disappeared, but Ning Moran hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid he won't be able to catch up with this live broadcast.

A holographic camera is pointed at a seed thriving in the sun, and a mysterious object covered in a piece of red velvet.

Katu had never seen Xun Yin play the harp, so he asked curiously, "Brother, what are you going to broadcast live?"

Xun Yin: "You guess?"

He stood in the center of the sun room, with his slender arms resting carelessly on Kong Hou's phoenix head through a layer of red velvet, which was set off by the strong red color like jade.

Katu's brain twitched, and he said, "Brother, you are so good-looking, people will watch everything you broadcast!"

Xun Yin: "Is it up to you to say that?"

"........."

Although Katu thought from the bottom of his heart that his elder brother was a good man who could cook, farm the land, and drive a mech at the first level, but was it really okay to be so immodest?

Moreover, what he is most worried about is, can big brother really know music?

Katu had never seen musicians before, but he heard on the Internet that musicians are all delicate, sentimental, eat flower petals and drink dew, and can kill three with one punch.

And big brother, he can kill three of himself with one punch!

Such a big brother, rather than playing music, should be more suitable for hitting people with an instrument, right?

The more I think about it, the more worried I become.

Katu: "There are still more than ten minutes to start the broadcast. Well, brother, why don't you dress up? Make a fan, lighten up, and practice heart-to-heart comparison. I see those little... ahem, little faces on the hot searches. Famous fair-skinned anchors all do this!"

Xun Yin: ...

"No, brother, don't stare at me, you are good-looking, yes, but there is a famous saying in the ancient Milky Way that success is 99% talent plus 1% sweat. You already have talent, and now you need sweat. Come--"

Katu found a small bag of flour out of nowhere, chased after Xun Yin and tried to "make up" him.

At this moment, the door of the sunshine room was suddenly pushed open, and Ning Moran, who had disappeared for seven days, rushed in.

He glanced at the "battle situation" in the room, squeezed the young man's elbow and twisted it smoothly.

"Snapped!"

There are two white palm prints on Katu's face, one on the left and one on the right, which are quite symmetrical.

With a sad face, he slipped out of the room and went to find water to wash his face.

"Don't wash it, it looks so pretty." Xun Yin said coolly behind her.

After the door was closed and there was no light bulb to disturb, the two looked at each other.

Xun Yin: I lost 0.8 kilograms, probably because of his bag of buns.

Don't doubt, there are breeding courses in intermediate agriculture!What "how to fatten pigs reasonably"...he could see it at a glance!

Xun Yin said with satisfaction: "You are back."

Ning Moran didn't know why his back was a little cold, he showed a smile: "Am I late?"

"It's not too late, it's just right." Xun Yin took half a step back and asked him to move the harp to the center of the lens. The red velvet had a low-key and luxurious luster in the sunlight.

He logged into the live broadcast room he had just created, and stretched out his hand to Ning Moran: "Optical Brain."

Two arms meet above the red velvet, one is fair and slender, the other is strong and powerful, unexpectedly harmonious.

"drop."

"Identity confirmation."

Ning Moran looked down and found that he had set himself as an administrator.

He couldn't help laughing: "A place specially reserved for me?"

"If you don't show up today, this administrator will belong to someone else."

Ning Moran: "The kid from the Kunt family?"

Xun Yin: "No, I'll give it to the cat."

The system said proudly in his mind: 【Meow meow! 】

Ning Moran laughed again, because he knew that Xun Yin didn't have a cat at all.

He must be waiting for my return, because all he wants is me as his administrator, he thought confidently.

Ning Moran took out a half-palm-sized chip as thin as a cicada's wing from his pocket, and stuck it on his neck.

"Jamming the chip can mask my appearance." Facing Xun Yin's curious gaze, he explained.

Xun Yin stretched out his hand.

Ning Moran was not surprised. He walked behind Xun Yin, touched the ground on one knee, took out another chip, stuck it on the back of his neck, and smoothed the edge perfectly.

The temperature of the palm passed through the thin chip and imprinted on the fourth cervical vertebra.

Xun Yin turned his face to the side and looked at his pitch-black hair: "Aren't you going to stop me?"

Ning Moran laughed softly, and the hot air spewed on the back of Xun Yin's neck, making his back straighten numbly.

"I believe in you." He straightened up and said, "You are not a vase."

"Everybody should see that."

The golden sunlight fell into Xun Yin's pupils, causing little ripples.

Two interference chips prepared in advance, one of which is for self-explanatory.

Although we haven't been together for a long time, the person in front of me understands him better than anyone else.

"..."

Xun Yin turned her head and rubbed her red earlobe: "Of course!"

He raised his lips and said with a smile: "What is face? I want to conquer everyone with talent!"

The time on the optical computer suddenly jumped to [-]:[-] a.m. federal time, and the indicators of all the live broadcast equipment in the sunshine room turned green.

The first live broadcast has begun.

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Hessian star.

As the most prosperous shopping mall in the capital's commercial district, Yuanhang Department Store is always crowded with people.

But recently, many people come here not to browse the clothing, home appliances, and mecha counters downstairs, but go directly to the holographic live broadcast experience store on the top floor.

The same is true today.

After saying goodbye to the strange customer who called himself a "communication officer," the barista and her friend headed straight to the mall, only to find that the waiting line stretched from the top floor to the bottom of the mall.

"Is it because you saw the countdown outside?"

"That's not true," a young man in front of the line turned his head and said with a smile: "The holographic live broadcast itself is quite interesting, you will understand after experiencing it."

The barista nodded at him, and glanced over one of the boy's metal prosthetic eyes, looking at the long line—

There are quite a few gray-haired old people inside, many of them are equipped with prosthetic limbs, and some of them are even on crutches.

I thought it might not be their turn before the countdown ended, but the staff in the experience store were very experienced. They divided the customers into groups of ten and lined up to enter the store from different entrances.

Many young people on Hesse Star have received military training, and soon followed the guidance and saw rows and rows of experience cabins.

They are spirally arranged on the dome of the shopping mall like a honeycomb, illuminated by the light beam cast from the center, and one can understand why this experience store can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

"Qu Ruixue."

After registering the ID, the barista received a space code, and followed the above address to find his own experience cabin.

A starry sky silver holographic helmet, exactly the same as in the advertisement, lay on the goose-egg-shaped sleeping cabin.

The staff began to explain the precautions for wearing a helmet:

"Put the electrodes on the temples, the center of the eyebrows, the top of the head and other important spiritual nodes, and then lie down in the sleeping cabin."

"Our live broadcast signal will be automatically connected with spiritual power, which is similar to the feeling of operating a mech."

"The holographic live broadcast requires very little mental power. It can just stimulate the central nervous system and simulate various feelings for you. You may feel a little dizzy when you connect it. Don't panic..."

In the soft voice, Qu Ruixue put the helmet on, closed her eyes, a slight electric current passed by, and the holographic helmet made a beeping sound.

The staff stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Please take off the mask, otherwise there will be a danger of suffocation during the live broadcast."

Qu Ruixue hesitated for a moment, then pulled off the mask.

On her beautiful face, there was a wound across half of her face, spreading from the corner of her mouth to the roots of her ears, showing an ugly blue-black color.

The staff turned a blind eye to the hideous wound, and she said warmly, "I wish you a pleasant experience."

After she finished speaking, she avoided the eyes of others, and quickly blinked at Qu Ruixue: "Please rest assured to enjoy the next special live broadcast, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

Qu Ruixue smiled. Although she didn't think she could get anything from the live broadcast, it was undeniable that her mood suddenly became much lighter.

Maybe you can upgrade the secondary card here to a monthly card?

……talk later.

She put on the holographic helmet again, and this time the machine successfully entered the live broadcast interface.

Qu Ruixue didn't know what the previous live broadcast interface was like, but this time, the logo of "Ningyin Technology" did not disappear immediately after it appeared, but turned into a small musical instrument logo with a curved shape. A countdown beats on the strings: 00:01:00.

Is this a sign to enter a special live broadcast?

Qu Ruixue lowered her head and managed to feel her body. She seemed to be standing on a smooth mirror with the projection of stars below.

Each one is a different live broadcast room.

She ignored the stars, but looked up at the golden strings, and stretched her hand forward.

The moment her fingertips touched the golden strings, the melodious sound of the piano washed over her whole body, and in a fluttering feeling, the strings rippled, and she was swallowed into that beautiful instrument.

Meanwhile, the digits on the strings are: 00:00:00

"Welcome 'Ruixue' to enter the live broadcast room, Ruixue is a good name for a good year."

A clear and pleasant voice rang in Qu Ruixue's ears, she opened her eyes, the brilliant gold color faded, and a green field appeared before her eyes.

A smile appeared on the corners of her lips unconsciously. Before she came to Capital Star, her family was farming for a living, and there were thousands of acres of vast farms, all of which were very familiar.

Then she noticed that the farmland was separated from her by a glass, and on the other side of the glass room, besides the musical instrument covered in red velvet, there was another person.

Is it an anchor?

Feeling the warmth of the sun and the fragrance of green grass, Qu Ruixue walked around the instrument and looked at the anchor.

"Uh…………"

She saw a man without a face.

It is not appropriate to say that he has no face. The anchor's face is covered by a mosaic, and his whole body looks... like a large mosaic.

Apart from being a man, alive, and with a nice voice, I really can't tell anything.

【What the hell?The host doesn't even show his face? 】

[Don't read it, don't watch it. 】

A few lines of handwriting floated in front of Qu Ruixue's eyes. She was puzzled, and as the thought of "bullet screen" came to mind, an input box also appeared in front of her eyes.

It's quite convenient.

Due to the damage to her face, Qu Ruixue didn't have that many opinions on whether the anchor showed her face or not. She found a sofa and sat down, watching the young anchor and the barrage with her head propped up:

"New friends, don't be in a hurry to quit. Not showing your face is not necessarily because you are afraid of embarrassment. Maybe it's because the anchor is so talented that you don't need to rely on your face to attract people?"

"If you don't believe me, ask the fans who have watched the live broadcast to see if I am bragging."

Qu Ruixue smiled, feeling that this little anchor is quite confident.

Before she could think about it, a dense barrage of bullets suddenly appeared in front of her, covering her sight.

[Ning Jiajun 0001: The anchor is right!The announcer is right! 】

[Ning Jiajun 0024: The anchor's talent exists in the sky, but not in the underground, how many times can you hear it in the world. 】

[Ning Jiajun 0123: Follow the anchor to the death!Crazy for you, crazy for you, bang bang bang bang for you! 】

[Ning Jiajun 1314: The anchor's face is not a mosaic, but an angel's veil, shining with colorful pearls. A quick glance makes me fascinated. 】

I read a few of them casually, and these barrages were wearing the vest of [Ning Jiajun], and they were all sending out this kind of rainbow fart that made people blush.

Qu Ruixue: "..."

With complicated emotions, she cleared the barrage of Ning's army, only to see a few innocent people who were tortured like her.

[Disgusting, please invite the navy?The advertisement is the exchange between you and Ningyin Technology py, right? 】

[I look down on people who play unspoken rules like you the most, go away! 】

"Hey, don't go," the anchor said calmly, "At least see my talent before leaving, otherwise I'm afraid you will regret it."

"........."

The person who said the py transaction was left behind in anger.

【regret?Heh, I want to see how much you weigh! 】

He kept on doing nothing, and changed his name to [stupid. Force the anchor to sneak into your mother's rules and die the whole family].

...that's a little too much.

But the anchor didn't seem to be worried at all, and specially added the title of high-level fan to the other party, so that his barrage could be bolded and highlighted above all the barrages.

"Okay." After this little episode, the anchor looked at the time and said, "It's almost time, let's start today's live broadcast."

He stretched out his hand and lifted the red velvet to the ground, revealing the musical instrument that Ning Yin Entertainment used as its logo.

Looking at it from a close distance, it is more beautiful and shocking. The 44 rows of strings stand tall, the phoenix head on the top is high, and the two phoenix eyes reflect the golden sunlight, giving people a solemn and sacred feeling.

Qu Ruixue reached out and fiddled with the tough and crystal-clear strings, and found that the holographic live broadcast could even simulate the touch of the strings, but it didn't vibrate or make any sound.

This is also of course.

She touched the body of the piano curiously again, and finally touched the mosaic on the anchor's body carefully.

"Crack", the finger was bounced off by a yellow light, which startled Qu Ruixue.

[The administrator issued a yellow card warning: please do not physically harass the anchor. 】

Qu Ruixue: "..."

Well, she was wrong first.

But what's so annoying about a mosaic?Is this administrator thinking too much? !

Qingyue's piano sounded, shattering her thoughts.

At some point, the host had already put his hands on the strings.

Qu Ruixue found that the sound from this strange instrument was exactly the same as what she heard when logging in.

She liked music very much, so she listened quietly.

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The author has something to say:

Today is Xun Xiaoyin, the admiral who raises pigs (cross out)!

.In addition, yesterday's cast and crew list is as follows:

Man in black A (central star): Admiral.

Man in Black B (Hessian): Eugene.

Holographic Helmet: Admiral (voiced).