On how to be a receiver who knows routines

Of course, Wen Qing was not the only one who was woken up early in the morning. After pressing the phone three times in a row, the perseverance of the person on the other end really made Liang Zhu lose his temper. Nobody left.

"Ancestor, you are still sleeping, Weibo is about to fall apart, and you are still able to sleep, hey, what a big heart!"

Zuo Xiaofeng is Liang Zhu's manager in the dark horse. Liang Zhu's transformation from an unknown anchor to the dark horse's first brother, apart from his own ability, is also inseparable from the help of this manager.

The two had worked together for three years, and Zuo Xiaofeng, the manager, really planned for Liang Zhu. Although Liang Zhu didn't cooperate very often and had a bad temper, fortunately, he was safe and sound and didn't cause him any trouble.

Before Zuo Xiaofeng had time to comfort the cash cow, he had restrained his temper recently, but last night's unprepared hot search almost caused him a cerebral hemorrhage.

It's not that there was no such situation before, but at that time Liang Zhu was just a small anchor, even if he scolded Heizi, no one would pay attention to it, and no one would follow his rhythm.

But it’s different now. The environment of the live broadcast circle is the same as that of a certain circle. In addition to the fierce competition between the major platforms, the anchors on the same platform are also fighting openly and secretly. They let fans follow the rhythm, invite sailors, and all kinds of methods It is also endless.

Everyone knows the eternal truth that big trees attract the wind.

Zuo Xiaofeng looked at the lingering trending searches on Weibo and the comments under some marketing accounts, and he knew in his heart that the momentum of this "Neighbor Laowang" anchor has indeed become a bit fierce in the past two years, so fierce that he has already touched The benefit of many people.

"It's worth calling me at this hour for something serious, the sky hasn't fallen yet, can you stop being in such a hurry?" Liang Zhu complained slightly with a bit of getting up.

Zuo Xiaofeng was so annoyed by Liang Zhu's choking, he pressed his twitching brows and said, "Come on, I'm the emperor, don't worry about the eunuchs, just do it, sooner or later you will kill yourself."

"I'm your cash cow, are you willing to let me die?" Liang Zhu knew very well that the reason why Zuo Xiaofeng called this early in the morning was not to tell him what happened on Weibo, but to beat himself up. He couldn't handle the rhythm well, so Zuo Xiaofeng didn't need to be his manager anymore.

What kind of person is Liang Zhu? Zuo Xiaofeng knows very well that he can't do it head-on, if he wants to achieve his goal, he has to follow his hair.

Containing his anger, he said earnestly: "We have cooperated for several years, how do I treat you, you know very well that I not only regard you as a cash cow, but also as a friend, so I sincerely hope that you will be in this circle To develop better, Liang Zhu, why can't you appreciate my hard work and cooperate with me a little bit?"

Liang Zhu got up and poured a glass of water. He leaned against the bed and listened to Zuo Xiaofeng's babbling, while moistening his somewhat dry mouth with water. The glass of water flowed smoothly from his mouth until his mouth was completely wet. Down the throat.

"I play games because I like them. I am an anchor because I can make money. I rely on technology to make a living, not on face. I am just an ordinary person. I don't want others to interfere in my life too much, and I don't like to be like a puppet manipulated by others. , Every word and deed depends on other people's faces. I'm not a star, so I don't need to fuck anyone. I will remember your kindness to me." After a pause of two seconds, the voice faded, "You don't need to play the emotional card specially, and Don't impose your wishes on me."

After endless silence and waiting for such a sentence, Zuo Xiaofeng only felt like he was slapped by Liang Zhu through the phone, and his face was in hot pain.

He knew Liang Zhu very well, so why didn't Liang Zhu know him? Zuo Xiaofeng was his manager first, and his friend second. As a manager, he naturally wanted to maximize his value.

But Liang Zhu is telling him with actions that even in the face of huge interests, some of his principles cannot be broken.

When negotiating the contract, he met Liang Zhu. He was amazed by Liang Zhu's appearance, and he was even more impressed by his skills. Nowadays, more and more girls are watching the live broadcast. If he has skills, his popularity will definitely be much higher.

Maybe many of the fans here are not attracted by his skills, but just pure beauty, but what about it, if there are fans, there will be a market, and if there is a market, there will be money. He firmly believes that if Liang Zhu is willing to do what he said, Now it may be the NO.1 of the major live broadcast platforms and then debuted at the C position, so how can I still be a small anchor here.

However, people with these unique conditions did not cooperate, which made him very distressed.

After the purpose was easily seen through by Liang Zhu, Zuo Xiaofeng felt ashamed beyond words. Although he kept saying that he regarded Liang Zhu as a friend, he knew that their friendship was really mixed with too many things.

"I......"

"Whether it's a big deal or not, I'll leave the public opinion on Weibo to you. I'll post a Weibo to appease the fans, and I won't cause trouble for Brother Xiaofeng."

Zuo Xiaofeng let out a long sigh of relief, calmed down, and solved the current problem first. As for other things, heh, anyway, Liang Zhu can earn enough money. As for the pressure from the company's upper management, he should bear it first.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Zhu clicked on Weibo and took a look at today's trending searches. The news about Lao Wang swearing at people next door has been suppressed by the news of many celebrities eating, sleeping and beating Doudou. As a person involved in the news, he is not interested in watching it How are you judged on the Internet?

The bright red 999+ number on the private message on Weibo was a bit eye-catching, so Liang Zhu clicked on a few of them at random to have a look.

When he first opened Weibo, some fans sent him private messages. At that time, he was not well-known, and most of the private messages asked him about some League of Legends skills and how to play online.

In the face of these private messages, he will make strategies in his spare time and post the hero's talent runes and hero outfits on Weibo for some players' reference.

But now, when he asked about the game's private message on weibo, he could hardly see it.

I don’t know since when, his Weibo private messages have gradually changed their style. After clicking on them, there are some daily confessions to him, begging him to comfort him when he is broken up, and asking his girlfriend how to coax her when she is angry. Every time I read it , he felt that he was not an Internet anchor, but an emotional blogger, and he didn't know what was going on in the mind of the person who sent these private messages to him?

Today's private messages are more interesting than before. There are too many private messages and it is impossible to read them all. Liang Zhu swipe the screen twice, and when he was about to quit, he suddenly found a person whose ID was "" A private message sent by a user of "Old Wang's Professional Black Fan Next Door".

After hesitating for a moment, his finger subconsciously clicked into the dialog box. The content on the screenshot did not make Liang Zhu feel much discomfort. There is so much interest.

Whether it's the performance of this black fan in the live broadcast room or the tone of his private message, he seems to be a young man who is a dude. It may be because he is too boring in reality so he is looking for some fun on the Internet.

Click on the homepage of "Old Wang's professional black fan next door", there are only two Weibo posts on it, the latest one was reposted half an hour ago.

And the other one was yesterday.

Pharaoh's professional black fan: This broken Weibo, how come I follow so many inexplicable people, this Weibo is only born for Pharaoh next door, and I have been focusing on hacking him for 20 years without explaining.

Well, the Weibo account was only applied for, and the number of followers is only him.

Who can believe that it is not true love?

After clearing the private messages, Liang Zhu quit Weibo, but in less than two seconds, he clicked on it again, searched for "professional black fan of the old king next door", clicked on the chat and looked at the clean dialog box to reply.