Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

"You guys, what do you mean?" Zheng Bin started to play dumb.

Deng Zixuan on the side stretched out his arms to embrace Zheng Bin's shoulders, "Can't remember? Then I'll help you remember."

He directly took the cigarette case and lit a cigarette. He stuck the opponent's chin, his eyes were fierce, and he said every word: "Open! Mouth!"

Shocked by him, Zheng Bin opened his mouth tremblingly, and he could see that when the other party approached with the burning end, he began to struggle, but Deng Zixuan cut his hands behind his back and pressed him on the table.

"What? Afraid? I have to swallow it even if I'm afraid!" Deng Zixuan was so serious, his whole body was full of ruthlessness, and he directly stuffed the lit cigarette butt into Zheng Bin's mouth.

"Hmm!" Zheng Bin's face was distorted in pain, but his saliva quickly wetted the cigarette, and the pain didn't last, but being forced into his mouth with fire was enough to make him break out in a cold sweat.

He didn't even notice that the other party let go of the restraint, and lay motionless on the table, looking overly frightened.

"Let me see you bullying lower grade students in the future, it won't be so simple." Deng Zixuan sat back and gave instructions coldly.

Zheng Bin had lost the posture he had when he first arrived. He recovered and sat down in the chair, nodded blankly, "I know, I know."

Deng Zixuan can't be regarded as a bad student, but he is definitely not a good student. He doesn't form cliques in school, and he doesn't often fight. Just as afraid of him.

Zheng Bin originally thought that the other party would be easy to handle. When Deng Zixuan took the initiative to ask him out to go online, he felt that his small team was about to grow. As the boss, he could be more majestic. Unexpectedly, the other party slapped him hard with his actions. Let him understand that it is not for nothing that Deng Zixuan can make friends with those brawlers.

"Also!" Deng Zixuan stepped on Zheng Bin's swivel seat, making the other side face him, "Apologize to Xiao Yaqi, and be sincere. If he goes home and says he is dissatisfied, you know the consequences. Put you out He returned all the money he robbed, did you hear that? The others also returned it.” But this guess is difficult, the other party may have forgotten who he robbed.

To be honest, as of last Sunday, he didn't know the existence of Zheng Bin at all.

Last week, he was ordered by his mother to deliver marinated dried bamboo shoots to his uncle’s house. He could leave after putting things away. It can be seen that his aunt’s face was full of sorrow, so he asked a lot of questions, only to find out that his cousin had a problem .

His cousin has always been very well-behaved, he studies hard, has excellent grades, and is always No.1 in the class. When all the relatives gather together during the holidays, they like to pick out his cousin and praise him.

However, in the past month, the other party has been acting weird. He looks restless and panicked, and he is tired of studying. To communicate, the other party didn't say anything, so he had to call his aunt.

"Tell me, could it be that the rebellious period is coming?" His aunt was so worried that several blisters appeared on her lips, "What should I do?"

Seeing this, Deng Zixuan comforted her, "If you say that the rebellious period is not in this state, I will ask."

"That's right, you are the same age, and he may tell you what he has to say."

The other party was also very resistant to talking with him at the beginning, and it took a long time to talk with him before he hesitated to tell the truth.

The two were in a junior high school and a high school. The schools were quite close to each other. There were often senior students who came to the junior high school to bully the students. Zheng Bin was one of them. He also threatened not to sue parents and teachers, otherwise...

A few 1.7-meter-high high school students surrounded the first-year junior high school students, gesticulating with their faces with knives, which was enough to make those children panic and dare not resist.

Zheng Bin insisted on asking those children to help run errands, forcing those students to buy cigarettes to honor them.

His cousin was targeted recently. His aunt's family was in business, and her family was fairly well-to-do. She usually gave his cousin a lot of pocket money, so he was naturally "loved" by Zheng Bin.

Zheng Bin not only extorts money from his cousin, but also forces him to smoke, takes him to an Internet cafe, and shows his fists if he doesn't obey. His cousin is very afraid of going to school now, he really, really doesn't want to meet those people!

Zheng Bin has robbed many junior high school students of their money, others can't remember their names, but Xiao Yaqi is the only one he remembers.

"I, I see." Before Deng Zixuan got mad, he quickly responded, but he couldn't remember how much money he had robbed the other party, so he looked at Deng Zixuan tentatively.

The other party saw what he meant, and sneered: "The thing on your neck is a head, not wood. Do you remember to ask him?"

Zheng Bin nodded repeatedly.

Deng Zixuan: "Today is just tit for tat. If he is not satisfied with your apology, I will beat you until he is satisfied. Get lost!"

Zheng Bin ran away quickly as if he had received an amnesty.

"Boss, are you not afraid that he will retaliate against you?" Xiangzi asked worriedly, "This kind of person is not very capable, but he has a lot of trouble making skills."

"Revenge? I'm afraid he won't succeed? He's a bully, so he just bullies and bullies junior high school students. If he can really get along in our school, how could I not have known about him before?"

"That stinky idiot should be cleaned up." Xiangzi felt disgusted when he thought of what he said about Zhang Jing just now, "Brother Jing?" He raised his voice.

Zhang Jing's eyes were half-closed in the seat, and he opened his eyes lazily when he heard the sound. He took off his earphones and yawned meekly. I found an English listening teacher.

"Didn't your boss teach him a lesson? I think it's greasy to beat him. His hair hasn't been washed since his mother's womb, right? Besides, my brother is in a good mood today, so I don't have the same knowledge as him." He took a tissue to wipe his hands, and wiped his hair. There is still that disgusting touch left on the hand many times.

He moves unhurriedly, with a lazy aura all over his body, like a sleepy cat on a spring afternoon, nestled in the sun to warm up, and when he meets someone who disturbs his sleep, he looks casually disgusted.

"I'll go back when the matter is settled." He still had a math paper to write.

Deng Zixuan: "I'll see you off."

"Forget it, your brother Jing can't fit in a small car."

"Okay, we'll leave after the movie is finished."

As soon as the night wind came out of the Internet cafe, Zhang Jing was much more awake. He bought a bottle of mineral water to wash his hands, but the toilet in the Internet cafe was dirty and he didn't want to use it.

He doesn't like to come to Internet cafes very much, unless Deng Zixuan calls. After staying in Internet cafes for a long time, he feels greasy. Psychologically, he now urgently wants to go home and take a shower.

Unexpectedly, when he returned home, it was pitch black. Zhang Jing stood in the entrance, feeling suffocated for a moment. He quickly slapped the switch at hand and stood under the light again to feel better.

Just when he was about to close the door, he heard the sound of closing the door from upstairs. He couldn't help frowning and his hands stopped moving. It took him two seconds to realize that it was the sound of entering the room, and then he closed the door.

Zhang Jing didn't turn off the lights and wandered upstairs, and didn't rush to sleep after taking a shower, but went to the small room first.

This room was specially cleaned up for recording AS.MR. In order to ensure the quietness of the room, the windows and doors were reinstalled with good sound insulation.

Taking a brush to clean up his precious microphones, he turned on the computer and logged in to the Jinjiang live broadcast.

Jinjiang Live was established since the beginning of the live broadcast trend. The platform knows how to keep up with the trend and constantly improve itself, optimize the user experience, and the style fits the current popular elements.

In addition, the platform is owned by Jian's family, a wealthy businessman in Jiangcheng. The most important thing is money. The anchors are paid very well. Secondly, the platform has a vicious vision and is especially good at prying corners. It has recruited many popular anchors and spends money on publicity In the past few years, Jinjiang Live has become the number one live broadcast platform with a huge number of users, and it is quite dominant.

Zhang Jing thought of Jian's eyelashes trembling slightly. He hadn't met that person in half a year. Today, he not only met him, but also held hands...

I only regret that there was an old fox chasing after him at that time, otherwise he could have left his contact information while taking the opportunity, which made Zhang Jing regretful.

As soon as he entered the backstage, he saw that the small email jumped to Huanshi, and he didn't need to look to know that the platform contacted him to sign the contract again.

Zhang Jing has been playing since the establishment of Jinjiang Live. He is an old man in the living area. The quality of the video is very high. It is a pity that he just wants to have fun and does not want to take this as a job. He has repeatedly rejected the platform’s invitation to sign a contract. not fire.

He really couldn't figure out that the platform was so obsessed with him, and was willing to offer an olive branch after being rejected many times.

He clicked on the email, and this time the editor of the platform changed the wording and sent a crying emoji, crying out that he was unfeeling, if he hadn't turned off the private message service, she could use private messages to communicate and exchange feelings.

There are many underage users on the platform, and the real-name system cannot be fully implemented, which has led to many people insulting the anchor through private messages. In order to protect the anchor, the platform allows the anchor to choose private messaging services independently.

Afraid of trouble, Zhang Jing simply turned off the private message service.

Shannanshuibei: Sister, I didn’t say that, if I refuse, you will refuse to express my feelings [tired.jpg] Don’t mention this matter again, I will not sign this contract of prostitution.

Unexpectedly, the reply there was very fast: Can we add a Penguin account to chat?Even if it doesn't work out, you'll make me understand.

Zhang Jing joined the other party, ready to speak.

Living Area Editor Gu Gu: [Storm Crying.jpg] Can you tell me the reason for not signing it?

Zhang Jingtian was afraid of trouble. After signing the contract, he had strict requirements on the duration of the live broadcast and the number of videos every month, which he could not do.

After listening to his explanation, the other side immediately responded to the message.

Gu Gu, editor of the living area: The length of the live broadcast is easy to say, and the interview is also possible.

I sent another picture, and the benefits in it are really good.

Life Zone Editor Gu Gu: Don’t you feel tempted by so much money?

Me: I'm not short of money

Living Area Editor Gu Gu: ... [You will be beaten for saying this.jpg]

Me: I can’t bring any benefits, why do you always want to sign me?

Life area editor Gu Gu: Brother Shan, you underestimate your charm. To put it bluntly, your number of fans is not as good as other contracted anchors, but your fans are highly loyal and active fans, so that your playing The anchor with nearly one million fans has a lot of rewards and fans.

This is of course not the real purpose, and can only be used as a shield.

Me: When it comes to rewarding, let me give you a suggestion for the platform

Gu Gu, editor of the living area: Brother Shan, tell me, I'm all ears.

Me: I suggest that you can open an anchor and choose whether you can be rewarded.

Living area editor Gu Gu: [Tired.jpg] Don't mention the matter of self-defeating, Brother Shan.

Zhang Jingmian didn't change his face and said nonsense: My fans are all students, they are relatively poor, and the tipping fees are all picked out from between their teeth. The evil capitalists should not try to get wool from them, they can't get it off

He repeatedly emphasized that fans should not always give him a reward, but there are still many fans who are disobedient and give a reward from time to time, and the amount is not large, so he has to give red envelopes to those people often.

Gu Gu directly dropped a screenshot.

It was an old fan of his who split 1000 yuan into a hundred, and tipped it ten times: Husband, don’t send me red envelopes anymore, I feel uncomfortable if I don’t let you spend money, so I just sent it one hundred!Not much, really not much!

Zhang Jing: ...Sister, I'm afraid you have a problem with your arithmetic ability.

There are several floors below:

Pineapple, pineapple: [Crying.jpg] It’s too miserable, other grandmas are begging for a reward, we are fans begging for a reward

Big bird eats two: I am humble, I dare not send more rewards every time, 55 ten temptations, too humble bird

Hitting a big wall for my husband: Crying with Sister Bird, we are humble, I am even more miserable, the temptation of ten yuan and ten yuan

Shannan belongs to my family: My husband, a straight man with melon skin, actually said last time that you don’t give me any more rewards, I won’t marry you

Shannan Wife Fan: 8 I’m so sorry that my husband is more straight-talking than my sisters, please take care of me. After all, he is already married to me and cannot commit bigamy.

Look at you: get out of the way!I have a scream on my hand to wake up this sister upstairs!

……

Gu Gu, editor of the living area: Brother Shan, your wife fans should know that you have slandered them behind your back, and they almost fainted in the toilet.do you know?A lot of anchors in the group are discussing your big fans, it’s so inhumane, they also discussed that they will never tell their fans that you exist as a grandma, otherwise the newcomers will be passers-by after replacing the old ones...

Me: In order to let other grandmas sleep more peacefully, I can't even sign

Gu Gu was helpless, this brother was really reckless, and she didn't dare to push too hard, so she had to ask her boss what to do.

She harassed Zhang Jing twice a day, but the other party never showed any impatience, and she was embarrassed instead.

The boss replied, you ask him if he would like to be a special guest at our meeting next month if he does not sign a contract.

Gu Gu conveyed this.

Me: don't show your face, don't make a sound, leave.

The author has something to say: Small theater, Jing Bao: There is no shortage of money!Don't show your face!Be silent!leave.