Chapter 354: Saving the ‘Bear Baby’

In terms of qualifications, this Xiong Wazi has been in the field of online live broadcasting for four or five years, and he has been extremely prosperous. There are as many as a hundred guardians in the live broadcast room. When he goes out to participate in activities on the official channel, there are at least ten She is accompanied by a grand duke whose name starts with the number in her live broadcast vest, and the gifts in her live broadcast room have always been high. She used to be anchors on the same starting line as Kerr, but now, few people know who she is.

Daily live broadcasts attract 8,000 people. She once had at least a five-digit contribution list, but now she can be on the first page of her contribution list for just one thousand yuan.

When Lele revamped the daily settlement of commissions, it was considered and tried out that the contribution list is also displayed according to each day's contribution. Within one day, 90% of the anchors received feedback that this was not possible and that only a very small number of anchors could maintain themselves. The contribution list is a bit better. Most of the anchors' contributions suddenly turned into hundreds or tens of thousands. It's a lot of money to make in one day, but tourists are used to measuring anchors in the unit of '10,000'. Sometimes, they are not used to such changes.

It's hard to change it to the weekly list quickly, and it looks much better, so this is the most reasonable way.

On the weekly list, one thousand yuan can make it to the first page of Xiong Wazi's contribution list. It can be said that this once all-powerful anchor has completely lost.

When Chen Hao was drifting in Beijing, he would sometimes lean in the capsule live broadcast room at night. There was air conditioning here, and he would lie on the floor of the capsule live broadcast room, listening to Xiong Wazi's live broadcast. It was midnight, she was happy and lively, spreading happiness. , watching her live broadcast, you will feel very happy, and you will also find it very interesting to hear her crookedly singing those songs. At that time, there was only one feeling when watching her live broadcast, that is, she did not want her to turn off the live broadcast, and looked forward to her being able to do it the next day. Start the live broadcast on time.

In an annual event, she thought she was the best one out of ten, but someone counterattacked her. She even took out all the money in her pocket to pay for tickets. Not only did she not make a penny in one year, but she also pocketed hundreds of thousands, and the result was the same. Failure, two or three years ago, was either the championship or the best, and second place meant that no one knew who you were. What's more, Xiong Wazi was at his peak at that time, and if you didn't take first place, you would lose.

This defeat, coupled with many complicated reasons, as a spectator, Chen Hao only got a little glimpse and didn't understand much. She has been declining for a whole year. The consortium in the live broadcast room has decreased, and the live broadcast content has begun to appear. Sadly, she is no longer the extremely happy live broadcast room of the past. In the next year's competition, she has already lost miserably before reaching the final competition. The promise given by the guild after last year's defeat was not fulfilled. Last year, the consortium and The tourists in the live broadcast room were all strained by canvassing votes, and they couldn't do it next year. The sense of loss and frustration completely destroyed this once happy anchor.

I still stick to the road of live broadcasting, and my monthly income is still more than that of ordinary white-collar workers. It can be said that as long as you have been successful as an anchor, no matter how desperate you are, you can still have a fixed audience group and earn an income of 20,000 to 30,000. Persistence is persistence, this is no longer a dream, just a job. The Xiong Wazi of the past has disappeared, leaving only a sad girl. She has been live broadcasting for several years, and she is only in her twenties. She complains every day in the live broadcast room Chen Hao's extreme views on some things, and even his sarcastic and harsh words from time to time, made Chen Hao feel regretful. He could only say that that year had hurt her too deeply and completely damaged her muscles and bones.

In the video, Chen Hao appeared on one side of the video, a cute girl with a round face and big eyes. After the infrared video was banned, her roundness and fatness were not much different from her previous ones. At most, she had long hair during the live broadcast. It should be placed on both sides of the cheeks to make the face appear smaller. Chen Hao was not qualified to evaluate the quality of the live broadcast. What he knew was that he could no longer enjoy watching her live broadcast. What was released in her eyes was no longer happiness, but a look that would make people's skin crawl. It's spooky and makes you feel like something is wrong with the girl's spirit.

"Hi, Brother Hao." There was still a bright smile, but the content of this greeting was full of dissatisfaction.

In terms of qualifications, there is absolutely no need for Xiong Wazi to call Chen Hao Brother Hao. Even if he is down and out now and is grateful to Lian Mai for coming here, he can at most say a few words of thanks and call him Brother Hao directly. In his heart, The state is released without any pretense.

"Old Xiong, can we stop making trouble? When I was singing on the mic in a capsule live broadcast room like Yanjing, you were the beacon of my life. Whenever I couldn't see hope and wanted to give up, your laughter The joy in your live broadcast has encouraged me to this day." Chen Hao said something he thought he needed to say to this already nervous girl in a very sincere manner.

Obviously, Xiong Wazi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, with a strong sense of self-deprecation: "In the past, there have been many talented people in this generation, but I am so outdated."

"Really?" Chen Hao suddenly raised his voice.

At the time of the annual star competition, this kind of live broadcast method was actually not what Chen Hao wanted to show, but when things got here, he felt that even if it was just for his past thoughts, he would do whatever he could say and do. Once done.

"Are you willing?" Then, before Xiong Wazi could say anything, Chen Hao came up with a heavy hammer. Normally, everyone is not familiar with it, so it's rude of you to do this, but Chen Hao felt that a heavy hammer was needed to play the drum. After a few months, he could not do it again. Seeing this bear kid, the neurotic feeling conveyed in his eyes became even stronger.

More than 200,000 people were confused and didn't understand what was happening.

"Old Bear, can we sing a song together for everyone? All brothers and sisters, please pay attention to Bear Boy, he was once my idol."

After two deafening questions, before Bear Boy got angry, he took it back, making him swallow the words he wanted to blurt out. He came here to connect with the microphone to gain attention. No matter how neurotic she is, facing life and the state of live broadcast, she has to make some compromises. She would feel embarrassed to go to the live broadcast rooms of those old anchors. She also has her own pride. She thinks that I used to be so successful, and now I have to go to your live broadcast room to get popularity, heat and attention. It's embarrassing.

This is a decision Xiong Wazi made recently. He wants to go out for a walk. Otherwise, if he only plays in his own live broadcast room, fewer and fewer people will play, and the number of followers is also decreasing. In the past three months of live broadcasts, the number of people has often been adjusted to less than 5,000, which has created a new low for Xiong Wazi's live broadcast. He has no choice but to seek change instead of continuing to endure. It will be less embarrassing to walk into the live broadcast room of a newly rising big anchor. He must choose to lower his head when he should lower it, just like at this moment, the style of the painting changes, and he wants to sing with himself in a firm tone that seems to ask but actually does not allow you to refuse.

He snorted inwardly. No matter when, it is like this. If you are the protagonist, you have the right to speak, and the supporting role can only obey orders honestly. Otherwise, there can be no supporting role in the protagonist's picture, and the actor of the supporting role can also be replaced at any time.

This is reality.

Thinking of this, Xiong Wazi's mood became even lower, and her inner dissatisfaction with this world became deeper. She felt that she had seen the cruelty of this world, but she didn't know that her paranoid heart had embarked on a paranoid path.

"I really like an online song sung by Lao Xiong, "Invincible Overlord Gun". Lao Xiong, let's sing this song together, okay?"

Xiong Wazi wanted to say, am I qualified to say no? Facing the camera, he nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Chen Hao saw all this. He felt that what he could do next was to see if she still had the original intention of bringing happiness to everyone with her funny and lively style. If so, since people came to his live broadcast room, it would not be about responsibility or morality, but just a mood.

Xiong Wazi used to be more familiar to everyone. The songs she sang were all songs with funny styles. Even if some of them were not, they would become that style under her interpretation, with some props and facial expressions. You would feel happy when you watched her live broadcast, and you would relax after a busy day of surfing the Internet and watching the live broadcast.

"Oh, Miss Qiuxiang, please don't be nervous."

"I am your enemy in the past life and your lover in this life."

"Falling flowers love flowing water, and butterflies always love the fragrance of flowers."

"I can't forget your sweet smile."

"I have tried my best for you and I am crazy about you. Please forgive my weird appearance."

"I sold myself as a slave for you and my behavior is absurd."

"Do you still remember that cockroach is called Xiaoqiang?"

More than 200,000 people in the live broadcast room were all stunned, because they had never seen Haozi like this. He would put himself in a clown state for the live broadcast effect. He was not afraid of the so-called embarrassment. As an anchor, this is the most basic, but every anchor has his own fixed style. No one has ever seen Chen Hao like this, wearing a hat tilted on his head and holding a cylindrical object rolled up by a book in his hand. It looks weird no matter how you look at it. Even so, he can concentrate on singing a pop song with no connotation. That expression, that look, that tone, this is not Haozi, he is just another person.

As soon as Chen Hao's improvised equipment and singing state appeared, the bear kid in the video next to him burst into tears. His big eyes were filled with tears and rolled down unconsciously. Others looked strange, but that was because they didn't understand her well enough. This was her, the her of the past. Although the hat was not her, the props in her hands were not her, and the singing voice was not her, but the expression on her eyebrows, the attitude that I was willing to inject my happiness into the song, was her, the 'bear kid' who used to be extremely happy every night during the live broadcast.

"Everyone says that I am suave and invincible, but how could they know that my heart is empty and hurt..."

Seeing that the bear kid was crying and didn't continue singing, Chen Hao continued to sing the following chorus.