I'm not a fool

Chapter 14 Am I an Anchor?

Bai Mufan is no stranger to the word "live broadcast".

Before the world got weird, the webcasting industry was on fire.

Many of these first-line big anchors are not only not inferior to those mainstream stars in terms of traffic and topicality, but also earn a lot of money, and many of them are worth tens of millions.

Because the anchors are sitting at home playing games and chatting, they get the banknotes in their hands, which creates an illusion of "they make money so easily, why can't I have such good conditions", That is to say, it is the theory that goes by itself, which attracts a large number of jealous people into the live broadcast industry.

Some of these people are for money, and some are for fame.

Due to the extremely low threshold for becoming an anchor, as long as you have an adult ID card, you can register as an anchor, and minors can also use other people's ID cards to start live broadcasts, causing this industry to become a mixed bag.

The live streaming world is filled with a large number of anchors with little talent and talent, but these anchors still have a sense of self-goodness of "unappreciated talents", stubbornly wanting to get ahead in this industry, but the end result is that they delay their great youth. It's a pity.

In the previous world, Bai Mufan was just an ordinary student who occasionally watched the live broadcast, and never had the idea of ​​becoming an anchor, but he never imagined that... this self who turned the world upside down would actually be an anchor on the Internet, and it seemed like I still did it secretly without telling my two sisters and classmates!

"Would you like to give it a try?" Bai Mufan was a little excited and eager to try. Being an anchor is definitely a novel experience for him.

It's just that he is a little worried about whether he can do a good job, and how to deal with those trolls who flood the entire live broadcasting world and wantonly spread negative energy.

At this time, the house manager urged again, Bai Mufan gritted his teeth, and replied, "Come right away."

Try it, try it, and let's talk about it when you screw up!
Bai Mufan dug out a palm-sized notepad from the small drawer under the computer desk, opened it and searched carefully, and successfully found the account number and password of the live streaming website.

This is also a little habit of his own.

Because he has registered accounts on various websites, and the passwords and account numbers are not repeated, so in order to avoid suddenly forgetting one day, he wrote down all his account passwords on the Internet by handwriting. On the small book.

Fortunately, even in this upside-down world, his habit has continued, otherwise he would have a headache.

Bai Mufan logged on to the live broadcast platform, and glanced at his name as the host, Mu Mu, who likes to sleep late.

"This way of naming...as expected of me." Bai Mufan was a little bit dumbfounded, he really likes to sleep late.

Bai Mufan groped around the backstage of the live broadcast for a while, and if he didn't understand something, he asked the house manager on the sidelines, and quickly figured out a general method of operation, which was quite simple.

He imitated what the anchors did when he watched the live broadcast before, and took out his laptop and put it next to him to watch the barrage.

But before the broadcast started, Bai Mufan went into his live broadcast room with some curiosity and took a look, and couldn't help being startled by the full screen of bullet screens.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"Cuckoo!"

"I'm late today!"

"Where's my husband? I can't sleep without hearing my husband's voice!"

"Mu Mu, give me a hard time!"

"Sisters, wait a minute. I have already asked, and Mu Mu said that he will come soon!"

"..."

Pieces of bullet screens drifted past, urging him to start the broadcast quickly.

"Why are there so many people?" Bai Mufan didn't realize it. He heard the room manager say that there were people waiting for him in the live broadcast room. He thought there were only five or six people at most. Bar?
He quietly glanced at the number of subscriptions in the upper right corner of the live broadcast room, his eyelids twitched, millions of subscriptions? !

Bring an anchor!

Bai Mufan originally thought that it would be nice for "he" to have tens of thousands of fans, but unexpectedly, the reality was far beyond his imagination.

Although it is still far behind those top anchors with a level of tens of millions, but with millions of subscriptions, it is also a small celebrity in the live broadcast circle.

This kind of anchor generally does not lack live broadcast talent, but lacks a behind-the-scenes pusher to help push it up. It is very likely that it will become popular overnight and be promoted to a new ten-million-level anchor!
Bai Mufan was timid for a moment, he was afraid that he would make a fool of himself in front of so many people who had never been an anchor, but he was more excited!

He likes to do some challenging things since he was a child, and he dares to try some new things. Perhaps it is under the influence of this personality that this upside-down self chooses to be a webcaster in his spare time, because it is very easy. There are challenges.

"Isn't it just to be an anchor? Since I can do it in this world, then I should... no, I can definitely do it!" Bai Mufan encouraged himself, then opened the OBS software, and pushed the live broadcast to the past .

Swish!
He refreshed the page, and suddenly his desktop appeared in the dark live broadcast room.

The desktop wallpaper is a blue ocean, all kinds of cartoon fish are swimming happily, and the seaweed exudes colorful brilliance.

"Lei is lei, he is lei!"

"finally come!"

"Wow, I've been waiting for so long!"

"My husband is finally here."

"Go away, it's my husband!"

"We were late for 10 minutes, Mu Mu quickly told us how to compensate us!"

"..."

Bai Mufan glanced at the large wave of barrage floating in the live broadcast room, flashed through his mind repeatedly the actions of the big anchors he had seen before, and greeted with a smile: "Sorry everyone, I kept you waiting for a long time. .Some things delayed me tonight, and I will definitely make up the time before the broadcast, forgive me."

Most of the audience expressed their understanding, but there were also a small number of good-natured people making nonsense.

"No, we need to turn on the camera to make up for our hearts!"

"Yes, yes, camera!"

"I want to see Mu Mu's face!"

"Mu Mu's voice is so nice, she must be a handsome man!"

"Just make up time? At least give us some benefits!"

It can be seen that the previous Bai Mufan should have been so scrupled that he was still in school, so he didn't turn on the camera during the live broadcast.

Bai Mufan, who is sitting here now, naturally has no intention of turning on the camera to reveal his face, but he thought about it and said with a smile: "Although I can't show your faces, I can show my hands, only today!"

The group of booing people actually didn't have much hope, because they have said it many times before, but every time Bai Mufan firmly stated that he would never turn on the camera.

But unexpectedly, he let go this time, which surprised the audience and sent out a lot of "wow", "okay", "quickly turn on the camera", "I want to see Mumu's little hands", etc. There were so many barrages that Bai Mufan's notebook froze slightly.

Although it's just Lulu this time, it's said that if there is a first time, there will be a second time. If I show my hand today, will it be far from the day when I show my face?

(End of this chapter)