All the protagonists of the abuse novels I wrote have come to me

Be an anchor? !

Song Bai and Jiang Can looked at each other.

"Do you know what an anchor does?" Jiang Can raised her eyebrows lightly.

"Of course I know." With a look on her face like do you think I'm an idiot, Zhu Jin took out a lighter from her pocket to light a cigarette, but Jiang Can took it away with a stretch of her long arm before it was lit, signaling that Song Bai was still there, don't act in front of her. Song Bai's face twitched.

Zhu Jin glanced at Song Bai, and angrily threw the cigarette back into his pocket.

"What kind of anchor are you going to do?" Song Bai asked, he glanced at the bodyguard Xiao Li, why did he think of being an anchor right after he went out?

Xiao Li received his gaze, glanced at Zhu Jin, and said tactfully: "Mr. Zhu was shopping in the afternoon when a female anchor came over to have a chat."

Didn't they chat a few words, did they get hit on?

Song Bai saw Zhu Jin's gaze with ridicule, he knew that Zhu Jin's appearance would definitely attract people's attention when he went out, so he took peach blossoms back as soon as he went out.

There is a little pride in my heart, it really is his son, the female anchor has vision!

It's a pity that they have different sexual orientations, otherwise—hey, wait, he doesn't seem to have set Zhu Jin's sexual orientation, and it was Zhu Peiqi who clearly stated the sexual orientation, so it can't be said that the sexual orientation is different.

Jiang Can peeled a peanut and put it in Song Bai's palm, and said in a cool tone, "I remember someone said that they hate actors the most, why did you rush to become an actress all of a sudden?"

Zhu Jin disdained: "What I want to do is a game anchor, not to show off like you, can this be the same?"

Song Bai got stuck in his throat after taking a sip of milk, and the game anchor, do you know how to play the game?

Jiang Can asked instead of him, and after asking, he sneered: "Go to any live broadcast software to see what ages people are doing live broadcasting games, what age are you, do you have skills or qualifications? I don't know every day. How many newcomers are crowding into the anchor circle, and you are the only one who wants to be popular without showing your face? Just wait, maybe after a year or two, you can accumulate a hundred or eighty fans."

"After hearing a few words from a female anchor casually, you feel that this circle is messy? Go and understand the market first, then talk about it."

Zhu Jin's face darkened when she was hit.

Ever since he was stimulated by Jiang Can, he has been studying how to make money, the more the better, and the sooner the better, he studied in front of the TV for a few days, and had to admit that the actor he hated and hated at the time is now making money The fastest comers, slightly famous idols are often paid tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, and even the less famous idols are paid millions. It is estimated that tens of thousands are paid for just showing their faces and taking pictures.

The common sense in his mind and what he has learned in the past few days are enough for him to understand the currency value here.

He knew that Zhu Peiqi was researching stocks, but he was not willing to use his money. Zhu Peiqi was Zhu Peiqi, he was him, and he also wanted to make money with his own ability to show Song Bai.

While he was worrying, a female anchor bumped into him, and he suddenly remembered that besides celebrities, there are also anchors and Internet celebrities, which are also ways to make money quickly.

It's just that he dislikes actors, and he doesn't want to make money by selling his face like Xu Liangqing and Jiang Can. In addition, he hasn't had time to get a deep understanding of the anchor industry. When Song Bai asked him, he casually said game anchors, and that female anchor is just making games. Live.

Before he decided what to do, Jiang Can satirized him in front of Song Bai, how could he be in a good mood.

Glancing at Jiang Can coldly, he said bitterly, "You don't need to worry about my affairs, I'll take care of it."

Jiang Can peeled the peanuts in a leisurely manner, and said in a leisurely tone, "Don't worry, I don't worry, I just hope that no one will come to me for help, and Ah Bai and I will wait to watch your live broadcast." Fake smile, "Come on."

Zhu Jin's eyes were cold.

"Zizzizi..."

Song Bai's bottle of Wangzai milk ran out, and the straw made a sound, reminding the two of him of his existence.

"You want to be an anchor, I have no objection." He said.

From his point of view, he hopes that whether it is Zhu Peiqi, Zhu Jin, or even Shi Lezhi, they can find what they want to do here.

He has no way to change the past, he just hopes that they can live comfortably and happily when they come here.

"This is your life. As long as it is not illegal or moral, I will be willing to help you realize it."

So he gave them money and supported them to do what they wanted to do, but he didn't expect Zhu Jin to want to be an anchor.

Well, as a good father, Song Bai feels that he should support his child's dream.

It doesn't matter if you fail, he will raise it!

At worst, I will have trouble making money in this life.

sigh.

your life...

Zhu Jin looked into the clear and serious eyes of the young man, his eyes flickered, and then the gloom in his eyes faded away bit by bit, and at the same time he automatically ignored them.

"Remember what you said." He said, with a stubborn expression on his face, staring straight at Song Bai, "You can't go back on your word."

Song Bai felt that at this moment Zhu Jin was like the kid who asked him to hook up with him in the kindergarten when he was young. He was so childish and cute, he couldn't help but smiled: "I don't regret it."

Zhu Jin smiled, it wasn't the kind of gentle and animal fake smile, it was a genuine smile, Pan Heng's gloom disappeared, and there was a bit of sunshine.

Song Bai was startled.

Thinking about it carefully, Zhu Peiqi and Zhu Jin are only 25 years old, almost the same age as him. Now, they should be like his classmates and friends. It is the time when their careers start to fight for the future, and they have a lot of youth and time squander.

however……

Thinking of his experience, I feel bad again.

Just as he was thinking, something was brought to his mouth, he subconsciously opened his mouth to hold it, only to realize that it was peanuts and...Jiang Can's fingers.

Song Bai's heart skipped a beat, he quickly let go, and his ears warmed up to Shang Jiang Can's smiling eyes: "I, I will do it myself..."

"It's okay." Jiang Can looked calm, and withdrew his hand and continued peeling peanuts, "Anyway, I'm idle."

With his appearance, it seemed that Song Bai was thinking too much, and he couldn't help feeling guilty, and he didn't object when he was fed again.

Seeing this, Zhu Jin's smiling face turned cold again, and she scolded Jiang Can for treachery in her heart, and said, "I'm going to be an anchor, can you help me hide it from Peggy Pig?"

Since knowing about the existence of Peppa Pig, Zhu Jin laughed at Zhu Peiqi, and then promoted Zhu Peiqi from idiot to Peppa Pig. She even bought Peppa Pig dolls online, and even changed her phone wallpaper The pink piggy, all kinds of ridicule.

However, Zhu Peiqi didn't accept the move, and didn't raise her eyelids.

Song Bai opened his mouth and was fed two more peanuts, he hesitated a little.

Zhu Jin lowered her eyes: "You said it, this is my life, and I don't want him to know."

Jiang Can raised her eyebrows slightly, heh, this guy has learned to be soft.

Song Bai hesitated, wanting to take the opportunity to exchange for seeing a psychiatrist, but seeing Zhu Jin's face, after thinking about it, he gave up and decided to wait for a more appropriate time.

"it is good."

Just like this, it is fair to hide one thing from the other side, so you don't need to feel ashamed.

So in the next few days, Zhu Jin abandoned the TV and began to study the live broadcast with the computer in his arms. Song Bai wanted to help him with advice, but Zhu Jin didn't take the initiative to ask, and it was not easy for him to participate.

After Jiang Can's vacation, he continued to go back to the filming crew. His drama needs to be filmed for three months, and now it's the last month, and it won't be finished until mid-July.

Before he left, he seemed to have something to say, but he didn't say it in the end.

Song Bai pursed his lips, vaguely guessing what he wanted to say, but he could only pretend that he didn't know anything.

During the week when Jiang Can left, Song Bai concentrated on choosing reliable investments while writing letters to He Hanzhou earnestly.

It has been ten days since the first letter was sent out, and he has kept the frequency of one letter a day. He has already written ten letters, delivered them by post in the same city, and they will arrive on the same day.

But so far no reply has been received.

It was expected, so he was not too disappointed. It is very likely that He Hanzhou didn't even look at it.

But if he said he must persevere, he would not give up. Song Bai had nothing else but full of perseverance, otherwise he would not have realized the dream he had been thinking about since he was three years old. How many people in this world can truly realize their childhood dreams, even though he Dreams are a little short.

One letter a day is not the same, and he doesn't say things like "sorry" and "sorry" over and over again, just say it once. Sometimes a lot of apologies are just to satisfy himself and make himself feel better.

Moreover, he was afraid that the letter would be viewed suspiciously by others, so he did not dare to write too many novels related to time travel. He just chatted like a friend, talking about what happened every day, eating, drinking, etc.

He originally wanted to send the bank card together with the password, but he was afraid that He Hanzhou would throw it away and be picked up by others, so the card is still in his hand.

In the past few days, Song Bai has been thinking about taking time to go to the hospital and send it to He Hanzhou again. In fact, Zhu Peiqi can send it there, but he wants to see him again. This may be the last excuse, and he doesn't want to give up.

The police have not been in touch since they came that day. They only said that they are investigating and it seems that it is not going well.

On the fourth day when she decided to be an anchor, Zhu Jin went out with her bodyguards and bought a bunch of related items, such as camera microphones and so on.

"Is it going to be broadcast so soon?" He looked at Zhu Jin's assembly and asked tentatively, "Which platform is it on, can I watch it?"

Zhu Jin hesitated for a moment, then refused: "After a while, I'll show you when I become popular."

Well, seeing him like this, Song Bai didn't insist anymore, turned his head, and started searching APP one by one while Zhu Jin was broadcasting live in the room.

There are only a few well-known live broadcast platforms, and the game area starts from the least popular one, and found it after looking through three apps.

Then, and then no more.

Seeing the popularity value getting worse and worse day by day, Song Bai became worried, and wanted to post to Moments to help increase popularity, but he was afraid that Zhu Jin would give up if he found out that his self-esteem was hurt, and friends would not be able to keep helping. Ups and downs, Zhu Jin is still disappointed.

Day by day, Zhu Peiqi met with a psychiatrist twice more, Jiang Can's filming was about to end, Zhu Jin's live broadcast still didn't improve, only [-] fans counted, and Song Bai replaced two phones and computers.

It’s not that Zhu Jin’s voice is bad, it’s that he is really not suitable to be a game anchor. It’s also a popular game. Others can win at least two out of ten games. He almost loses, and the loss is terrible. willing to watch.

Watching Zhu Jin's body pressure getting lower and lower day by day.

Song Bai was trembling, for fear that he would get angry and smash the computer.

Finally one day Zhu Jin went offline halfway through the live broadcast, Song Bai hurriedly exited the app when he heard the knock on the door, opened the door and saw Zhu Jin's gloomy face.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"I don't want to broadcast the game live anymore." He said in a muffled voice, with a hint of grievance in his voice.

Song Baixin thought it over, and immediately said: "If you don't want to, don't think about it. In fact, I've wanted to persuade you a long time ago. It's too hard to do live broadcast. These days, every time you come out, you don't do anything but live broadcast. I don't even want to talk to you." Time, why don't we try another job?"

"No." Zhu Jin firmly refused, "I will continue to do live broadcasts, but I won't broadcast games. This time I..."

"I..." His lips moved, and it was extremely difficult to utter a sound, as if saying it would kill him, he opened and closed, gritted his teeth, "Show face!"

Song Bai: "..."

The author has something to say: Zhu Jin: Really fragrant.

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