Chapter 945 The True Appearance

Old Man Geng hesitated for a while and decided to return to the third floor. First, because the security there was better, at least there was no such thing as a fight on the street. Of course, more importantly, after he and Mr. seller.

And because Zhang Heng would return to Xu Qian later, Miss F sent four relatively clean subordinates to follow Old Man Geng back to the third floor to protect his safety.

At the House of Old Objects, Old Man Geng paid Zhang Heng fifteen shellac records in one lump sum as a reward for protecting him this time. In addition to the one he had made a deposit for, it was equivalent to an extra payment on the basis of the original agreement. Zhang Heng had six cards as a thank you to Zhang Heng for saving him from that group of bosozokus.

"That's all I have in my collection of shellac records. I don't have any more." Old Man Geng handed the record to Zhang Heng and said, his tone much more polite than before. After all, not long ago he was considered He intuitively witnessed Zhang Heng's combat effectiveness, "I'll give you those building blocks too, so you don't have to pay rent anymore."

Zhang Heng did not refuse after hearing this and took the shellac records. At the same time, the system's beep sounded in his ears, reminding him that he had gained another 150 points.

"Do you have any channels to collect shellac records?" Zhang Heng then asked, "I can find a way to raise money to buy them, or I can use services instead of payment like this time."

"Why are you so keen on shellac records?" Old Man Geng looked at Zhang Heng strangely, "The quantity of these things is very small...it is not easy to collect, and it has little use value. Only the fourth or fifth layers have it. Only rich people can collect, and I want to help you, but if this transaction goes well, I will probably leave New Shanghai 0297."

"You want to leave here?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows, "Why."

There was a look of hesitation on Old Geng's face.

"Forget it, I have no interest in exploring your personal affairs. Just tell me who I should find to help me collect shellac records after you leave."

Old Man Geng thought for a while, "This is my business secret. If I decide to leave here, I will send you his name and contact information the day before."

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When Zhang Heng returned to Yacheng Community, it was around 11 o'clock in the evening, and Xu Qian had not yet downloaded the broadcast.

Zhang Heng placed the golden hamster that Miss F gave him on the table. He took a bath first to clean off the remaining blood stains on his skin, and then walked out of the bathroom wearing a newly bought bathrobe.

After getting a glass of water, he sat on the sofa, turned on the projector, and entered Xu Qian's live broadcast room as easily as he had done in the past few days. On the other side, he also opened the fan group's chat room.

In the live broadcast room, Xu Qian had just finished dancing, her cheeks were flushed, and she was chatting with fans about a newly released game masterpiece.

As far as Zhang Heng knew, Xu Qian herself did not play games, but from the big data feedback in the background, it could be seen that many of her fans were gamers, so about half a month ago Xu Qian tried to stabilize her declining stock price. Popularity also started to try to talk about some games in the live broadcast. To this end, he also searched a lot of slang in the gaming circle online.

I have to admit that this trick is quite effective, especially when a cute girl speaks slang like a veteran among the players. This contrast of cuteness is indeed very attractive, so the night of the live broadcast was also the last night of the live broadcast in Xu Qian’s live broadcast room for the past month The number of people stopped the downward trend for the first time, and there was even a slight rebound.

After tasting the benefits, Xu Qian officially decided to adopt this strategy and would talk about games for a while in her live broadcast every night.

But as we chatted more, many people began to realize that she was just a showman who had picked up some slang from nowhere. More and more people were sarcastic and sarcastic, and the number of people online in her live broadcast room began to decline again. .

However, compared to the previous downward trend, it has slowed down a bit, so Xu Qian ignored the negative fans in the live broadcast room.

She also mentioned this when she was chatting with Zhang Heng last night. In Xu Qian's words, people are actually very contradictory creatures. The viewers who came to her live broadcast room kept shouting that they wanted to see her. The real side, but no one really wants to see her real side.

Xu Qian gave an example, saying that when she first signed a contract and started broadcasting, she didn't understand any routines. She was a complete rookie. The lighting and makeup were the same as usual. She wore a dirty sweater and wrapped herself tightly. She turned on the camera and started talking about more female topics.

But she was considered a newborn at the time, and she was still full of confidence in herself, because she also studied the popular anchors and felt that they were all hypocritical. At first glance, they had deliberately set up their characters, and some were even very artificial. They were not as good as her. sincere.

She believes fans will know who to watch in comparison.

As a result, reality soon gave her a blow. The number of people online every night in her live broadcast room was very bleak, and some of the anchors who signed contracts with her had already gained a lot of money with their pure characters, or even just their disgusting coquettishness. fans.

So Xu Qian finally put away her naive thoughts, gritted her teeth and used her first month's salary to buy a valuable cosmetics, and gave it to an old man in the industry who was once very popular, but is now on the verge of regression. Sister.

For the sake of that set of cosmetics, the eldest sister had a meal with her. During the dinner, she taught her a lot of experience and routines she had accumulated over the years of live broadcasting. Because the eldest sister herself was about to quit this industry, she also There was no hiding anything, which also benefited Xu Qian a lot.

And Xu Qian relied on these experiences and routines to gradually establish her own personality, dressing style, including chatting skills, etc., and finally reached the peak of her career.

"All the people you see on the Internet, all of them, are not real." Xu Qian said, "Do you think I like wearing cat tails and doing all kinds of stupid poses in front of the camera? I like to talk about those things. A game I don’t care about at all?…

"Sometimes I feel that there is no difference between myself and the products on the store shelves. We are created by the market and big data analysis, wrapped in exquisite packaging, and dazzling, just to cater to different needs. Sometimes you see that you A product may seem special, but that’s just because it was designed to attract customers with special needs. And once a certain type of product becomes popular, countless other products will emerge in the market to follow suit.

"I still remember the first words the elder sister said to me that night, no one cares what kind of person you are. People already have a certain purpose before watching the live broadcast, even if sometimes they don't realize it. A little bit, either because of loneliness, or because of some primitive impulse, or because of the desire to have a pure and innocent fantasy object... Find these desires, give them what they want, and then you can also get what you want. .”

Sorry, this chapter is a bit late.