Ah Chao nodded. At this time, the few people gathered in front of the camera and obviously the space was not big enough. However, as the person in charge, Sang Biao gave himself a face. After all, he was the protagonist. Ah Chao Dandan and the others came over from the side to see how this novel industry is played.

"No one, this is." After a while, Ah Chaojian's live broadcast room was empty, not even a ghost, and said with a joke.

"What's the hurry? Do you think thousands of people come to see you as soon as the broadcast starts. They have something to do, but you are so patient and don't do anything big. By the way! Don't scold people, especially those officials who give you gifts." Seeing Achao's appearance, Sang Biao suddenly thought of asking for things he had forgotten before.

"I don't even have a hundred attentions..."

"Don't talk nonsense, you see someone is in, by the way! When no one is talking, remember that someone comes in, you have to say that someone is welcome to come in, Ah, I'll give you a chance."

"oh........"

Achao approached the display and recognized the name of the person who had just come in: "Welcome to me to be your father. Damn! What name did you get? It was obviously you were playing with someone on purpose." After reading it, Achao felt a little at a loss.

"If you can't even make money, then you still expect someone to give you a gift? Let me tell you, if someone gives you a gift, you have to say thank you dad." Sang Biao said seriously.

"Take it down, thank you dad. When my dad gave me money, I only shook him one side face, thank you dad." Ah Chao felt that he was in a loss of face and immediately moved his head away from the display screen.

"Don't the anchor "eat chickens"?"

"Look! My fans are here." Seeing an old customer talking, Sang Biao grinned: "I won't eat my brothers now, and the time for "eating chicken" will be decided in the future. We are planning to build a few more sections..." Sang Biao was busy explaining.

"Hmm? Do you really have fans?"

Ah Chao was a little disbelief, so he immediately put his head over again. It had been a while since the broadcast started, and there were many netizens coming in and out. As soon as Ah Chao approached the display screen, netizens immediately spoke.

"Who is this? It's so fucking ugly. Take it away quickly."

"Damn it. Who is ugly? Damn it, you have the ability to come to Causeway Bay. I will teach you how to speak and be a human being." Ah Chao looked at the subtitles and was almost smashed into his phone. Fortunately, Sang Biao and his others took action to stop it in time, which was averted a loss of money.

"You can't scold people if you say it!"

"He scolded me first, and said I was ugly for no reason, damn it!" Ah Chao was cursing and obviously felt traumatized. Although he was not in front of the display screen, the sound still came into the microphone.

"You can't do this, and if you want to make money, you have to learn to endure first." Sang Biao shook his head.

Sister Li also curiously turned her head closer to take a look. These netizens were very shattered. Some people immediately said that Sister Li was like a cookie aunt and landlady, which made Sister Li with a red face and thick neck. However, she did not directly scold her like Achao, but left the camera indifferently.

Sang Biao looked at his sister and expressed a little embarrassment. He smiled and said to the live broadcast room: "Everyone should be more restrained and don't curse people randomly. This is not good."

"You are still playing in Causeway Bay. Do you think you are Chen Haonan? I think you are a fool." A strange netizen cursed without any face.

Sang Biao frowned when he said this, but he endured it and did not dare to speak. He continued to smile and said with his smoke teeth: "Everyone should be more restrained, otherwise you can only ban your words. I'm sorry, please be more civilized." Sang Biao had learned some live broadcast skills before, and immediately began to respond to the sarcasm and ridicule of netizens.

Sang Biao thought about it, since they all said that these people were ugly, let’s have a beautiful live broadcast to see what you bastards would say. Thinking of Sang Biao pulling Dandan over, and he moved his seat to see Dandan. So, the tone of the conversation began to change immediately.

"Damn it! It's so pretty, Miss."

"I can't stand it, I've been masturbating for the ninth time. Everyone, save me."

"How much does it cost to spend the night?"

"How much does it cost to have a shot? If you can, I'll come over immediately and take a plane. I'll pay for it myself."

"I can play this girl for a whole year."

"I can drink her bath water."

Dandan looked at the subtitles and couldn't help but blush and looked at Mu Zilong awkwardly. Mu Zilong came over to look at the subtitles. Those unsightly words really made people speechless.

At the beginning, everyone was not very adaptable. When Mu Zilong even came into the camera, some netizens asked him to be a duck. Everyone was more or less unfriendly when they first came into the camera, so everyone was a little repulsed after the first live broadcast. It felt that the netizens were too sharp and could not continue to support the courage in front of the camera.

However, after the live broadcast in the past few hours, because of Dandan, it was because of Dandan, and the fans increased by several thousand at once. Although they were so explicit and teased by Dandan's words, Sang Biao also realized that Dandan was the key to this treasure pot, because many netizens gave her gifts just now. Sang Biao calculated it in RMB and earned about 300 yuan in these 2 hours, and immediately distributed dividends to Dandan.

Of course, the money has not been raised yet, but they have to let them taste the sweetness first and think that this money can be made.

"Dandan, do you see that? Just sit on the camera and the money comes. Although these people's mouths are too stinky, they always have to pay for making money. It's nothing. Just just say a few words to them." Sang Biao bribed and instigated Dandan at this moment because she had seen the so-called backbone of her people's live broadcasts.

"But those people are too frivolous and not serious, and those words are just those words."

"Hey, what does this matter? If you let them enjoy their mouths, it's normal to give you gifts. It's okay, I'll get used to it slowly. Just think they are farting, there's no need to be serious. Anyway, I've agreed, you've just seen it. This is a good industry. I've seen the signs of making money. I'm the boss. I've put aside my words and everything goes as I said before. Dandan, now is your live broadcast time. I'll hand you the phone to you. You can do it yourself. In short, this is work, and you can't refuse the boss's request." Sang Biao said in a prophetic tone. For him, he seemed to have caught the rise of an industry.

Dandan pouted and expressed helplessness. Then Sang Biao went to bed. During this period, in order to heal the injury faster, Sang Biao's biological clock had already been adjusted to a normal schedule. Before leaving, Sang Biao also instructed Mu Zilong that the night market was more lively in the second half of the night, so he asked him to take the stand to go to the night market to watch it live.

Mu Zilong could only nod. As soon as he entered the camera, someone asked him if he was a big shot. There was also a female account asking where Mu Zilong was. I don’t know where this sentence means, but Mu Zilong still mentioned the address. After all, the name of the live broadcast room has been exposed, and the exact location will definitely be reported when he was broadcasting in the night market later. But Mu Zilong was a little worried that netizens would ask if the place name was coming? Mu Zilong was a little nervous.

Mu Zilong was afraid that netizens would come to take revenge after they knew the address. This was also a big problem, and it was hard to guard against. So Mu Zilong immediately told Sang Biao when he thought about it, but Sang Biao was fearless. He said that he would beat one and two, and two beat one pair.

That morning, Wen Luo's text message came from Mu Zilong's phone, saying that he wanted to ask Mu Zilong to explain why he was so cruel to cut off contact with him. But Mu Zilong felt that he had already said it very clearly, but Wen Luo refused to let go. Mu Zilong expressed helplessness about this, but since he couldn't explain clearly on his phone, he could only talk in person.
Chapter completed!