Let you broadcast live! But you let the koi go beyond to kill pigs?

Chapter 9 This Question Is Too Difficult
Seeing that there were only 8000 viewers in the live broadcast room, Mr. Li's face immediately changed color.

"Xiao Fang, did you communicate with the director? How can you let Cai Xukun perform this!"

Sister Gao snatched a mouthful before assistant Xiao Fang could speak.

Just as Xiao Fang wanted to argue, seeing Sister Gao's warning gaze, he had no choice but to lower his head and obediently take the blame.

"Sister Gao, I'm always bad at Li. I didn't consider the star image, so I'll contact the director..."

"Go."

Sister Gao waved her hand and sent Xiao Fang away.

Mr. Li didn't care about it anymore, and went directly to the next live broadcast room.

"Damn! Is Jia Ling's popularity so low?"

"There are less than 1 people in the live broadcast room, is she still in the mood to eat?"

When Mr. Li saw Jia Ling eating plums on the screen, his face turned green.

It stands to reason that Jia Ling is a top-notch comedy, and his popularity should be much higher than that of Zhang Chaoyue.

But now the audience watching the live broadcast is less than one-tenth of Zhang Chaoyue's.

"It was requested by the program team."

As soon as Sister Gao finished explaining, Jia Ling on the screen didn't wipe his mouth, so he yelled at the camera:
"Have you eaten yet?"

Mr. Li held back his breath.

He was thinking about letting Jia Ling do some work next, so as to bring up the popularity of the live broadcast room.

Barrages were brushed over.

"I really want Jia Ling to feed me sour plum juice!"

"Brother, you have too much taste!"

"..."

Mr. Li couldn't stand watching anymore, and slid to the next live broadcast room.

On the screen, Guan Xiaotong was wearing leather pants, dancing like aerobics.

"Has the child learned to dance? It looks good!"

"I want to see the legs!"

The popularity is not high, only 5000 viewers.

The two continued to switch to Yu Qian and Zhang Xiaoxiao's live broadcast room. The number of people fluctuated and was very unstable, but they were all less than [-].

Sister Gao and Mr. Li looked at each other, and both could see what was going on in each other's mind.

These stars are all top-notch in all aspects, but their traffic is not as much as that of Zhang Chaoyue alone.

"Could it be that the audience's demand has increased, and it's not enough to see beautiful women, but also to watch beautiful women work?"

Mr. Li was speechless for a long time, and finally expressed his doubts.

"It's hard to say, Zhang Chaoyue's whole life is not easy to copy, if it is not done well, it will become a black spot for a lifetime!"

Sister Gao didn't know what to do.

The example of Zhang Chaoyue is too special,

Follow the same pattern and put it on other artists?
In case of self-defeating, the company will lose a lot!

"Observe again..."

Mr. Li also felt unreasonable.

But the audience just likes to watch, what can you do?
So, the two switched to singer-songwriter Hua Yuchen.

"What is he doing?"

Seeing Hua Yuchen writing furiously at his desk, Mr. Li was even more confused.

"Oh, I know that. He said that inspiration has emerged in the past few days, and he wants to live broadcast the process of creating a new song. I think it's quite creative, so I agreed with him."

After Mrs. Gao's explanation, Mr. Li nodded slowly.

It's just, what's so good about writing songs?

Mr. Li didn't understand, and neither did the audience.

So it's reflected in the number of viewers,
There were only a mere 7000 viewers.

"The program team has released news in advance that Hua Yuchen will release a new song during the live broadcast."

Sister Gao was afraid that Mr. Li might misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "The song has already been written in advance, what kind of on-site creation is just to make a show, and when the number of viewers can't increase, a new song will be released."

Mr. Li nodded slowly, and watched patiently for a few minutes.

Not only did the number of people in the live broadcast room fail to break through 8000, it even began to show a downward trend.

Mr. Li finally couldn't take it anymore.

Called the program director.

"Don't let him write! If you write any more, everyone will run away!"

So, Hua Yuchen on the screen stood up.

I saw him looking at the camera, confidently announcing to the audience:

"Friends, after a day of hard work, I finally created a new song that I am satisfied with. In order to thank everyone for your patience, I decided to sing this new song now!"

Just announced that a new song will be released in the live broadcast room, and the barrage instantly became lively.

"My family's Huahua is amazing! I can compose a song in a day!"

"Great! Waiting so long is not in vain!"

"No way, I was writing a song, I thought I was performing some kind of performance art..."

"Heizi get out of here!"

Regardless of the audience's reaction, Hua Yuchen picked up the sheet music, coughed lightly, and began to sing.

"Nah~ahhhhh~ah~"

A sad, piercing, uncomfortable voice resounded through the studio.

Question marks floated out of the bullet screen in an instant.

"Too abstract! Can't understand!"

"Is this a song? Why is there no lyrics?"

"What the hell? The sound is so weird, is he shouting indiscriminately?"

Of course, Hua Yuchen also stood up to defend his idol.

"The song I just created, of course, doesn't have lyrics, I don't even understand this, it's too ignorant!"

"Hehe, Luther with low education, it's normal that he can't appreciate elegant works of art!"

"Who are you talking about Luther? Let's compare your qualifications!"

"What art? I saw your brother feed you shit, and you said it was delicious!"

The live broadcast room was full of gunpowder, and the fans and the melon-eating crowd became arguing.

All kinds of obscenities and language are not deleted in time, which greatly affects the viewing experience.

A lot of passers-by and spectators ran away, and the number of people also dropped by a large amount.

Mr. Li scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

Although he couldn't appreciate Hua Yuchen's new song, it was a gimmick anyway.

The same is the whole life.

Why can Zhang Chaoyue be popular, but Hua Yuchen can't?
Could it be that he is also going to butcher pigs?
Sister Gao and President Li had already turned pale after listening to Hua Yuchen's song for a long time.

What is art?

What kind of songs can bring traffic?
The two practitioners can still tell the difference.

"Damn it, what the hell? Do you want to ruin the job of the show crew?"

Mr. Li picked up his mobile phone, ready to dial the director's number and start spamming!
"Mr. Li!"

Sister Gao reached out and pressed President Li's cell phone.

"Ok?"

Sister Gao pointed to the top artists on the live broadcast screen, and said: "Mr. Li, if they are all our artists, then there is nothing to say, we have to give them a hard time."

"Whoever blocks our way will smash our jobs."

"Can……"

Sister Gao spread her hands together: "They are not."

President Li is thoughtful.

Seeing that it was effective, Sister Gao continued earnestly: "Mr. Li, we are temporarily in charge of their management activities related to the show.
Although there are follow-up cooperation rights and account sharing rights, temporary is temporary. "

"We can't offend the director team for them."

Mr. Li thought for a while and nodded slowly.

At this time,

I don't know who typed a sentence on the barrage in the live broadcast room:
"The next door is going to kill pigs again!"

"What? Are there any pigs? I want to see!"

"Me too, the sound of killing a pig is better than this new song!"

"Yes, listening to this song is worse than killing me. I can't stand it, so I'll quit first..."

"Little Heizi get out of the live broadcast room!"

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room dropped again by a large margin.

"Is Zhang Chaoyue's live broadcast room so popular?"

Can you still pull people away from other people's live broadcast rooms?

This is something Mr. Li never expected.

After being in the entertainment industry for many years, this is the first time that Sister Gao has seen such a situation.

Is killing pigs really that fun?

The two saw the same doubt in each other's eyes.

This question is too difficult...

Nope!
(End of this chapter)