Survival male god

Chapter 15 What do you think of this kid?

After a whole night, the crab meat was still warm in the box wrapped in leaves.

Chen Jing ate the crab meat and checked his health. It was 93%, which was more recovered than expected. The octopus and crab claws he ate yesterday afternoon were completely digested.

After a full meal, he drank two more sips of coconut soup. He sat on the spot contentedly and pointed the camera at the sea.

Magnificent waves, blue sea and blue sky, this is a beauty that many people will never see in their lifetime.

"Crab is a cold food. Although I have no research on health preservation, people with weak spleen and stomach should not drink the soup made from it like me, otherwise they will easily have diarrhea."

"But I don't have to worry about it. Our physique, to be honest, usually three or five people can't get close to us."

In fact, Chen Jing doesn't look strong now, not to mention his size compared with people who have been exercising for a long time, even ordinary northern men look far more stocky than him.

It's just that when he heard him say this, few people refuted the barrage.

After all, the scene of breaking open the blue crab shell with bare hands yesterday is still vivid in my memory.

With a force of two to three hundred kilograms in one punch, it was really ruthless. A thin dog like a barrage might be crushed on the spot.

And for some reason, his words always sound convincing.

After bragging for a while, the audience in the live broadcast room increased, so Chen Jing got up and started to get down to business.

Remove the carbon ash, save the fire with a coconut shell stuffed with tinder and half-dried bark, put the dried clothes into the backpack, and finally go to the water fetching device and take out the bottle, and there is indeed more than half a bottle of water in it.

"There are almost 400 milliliters here. Save a little, enough for me to drink for a day. The wilderness is really not as scary as everyone imagines."

"Of course, the premise is that you have to use your imagination and creativity, and use the various knowledge stored in your mind to create an environment that meets your survival needs."

"I have fresh water and food now, and the next thing I have to do is to make tools, and then go find and build real shelters."

After taking a sip of water, Chen Jing put down his things and walked to the beach.

[Pai Daxing: "What tool is the anchor going to make?"

Xiao Zhengfeng is my son: "Why are you making tools and going to the beach?"

Painful Tianha: "I don't understand, but is this a desert island? It's too brave for you not to bring anything, you look like a savage."

Boo Boo: "Haha, he's just a savage!"

The Count of Monte Cristo: "Tieba came here because of its reputation, and the anchor has finally started broadcasting."

Red Devil: "Add one, I also read the post, waited for a long time, I didn't expect that someone would dare to do such a thing, I'm fucking blowing it up."

Big Orange: "Newcomers pay attention to not get lost, don't miss it if you like to watch live broadcasts in the wilderness."]

Glancing at the barrage, Chen Jing felt a sense of understanding. No wonder the attention continued to rise after the wave last night. It is likely that someone helped him drain it.

He also plays things like forums, but he doesn’t play much. In the post-network information age, the quality of netizens varies, and people’s hearts are impetuous. The public is easily distracted by comments with ulterior motives.

Therefore, places like forums are public virtual places where disputes are most likely to arise. If you are not careful, you will be attacked and slandered inexplicably.

But now he is not false at all.

In the field of survival in the wilderness, it seems that other people in this world can only worship themselves.

Once some things are figured out and open-minded, the mentality will naturally be different.

Frowning, Chen Jing smiled at the camera.

"No matter where you follow me, you are welcome to watch my live broadcast."

"Also why I have to go to the beach, it's very simple, everyone remember this."

"When you are in the wilderness and you don't have anything on hand, then the tools that are the easiest to obtain and make, and the most cost-effective."

"It must be a stone tool!"

When Chen Jing was still chatting with the barrage.

Domestically, Pengcheng.

Tiger Claw Live Headquarters Building.

In the office of the operation department, two middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes were looking at each other across their desks.

One of them is wearing glasses and a man with back hair named Zhou Heng. He is the general manager of Tiger Claw's live broadcast operation department.

The other one is his subordinate, Lin Jiangfeng, the person in charge of the Tiger Claw Live Game Zone.

Both of them were staring at the computer screen on the desk at the moment, which was Chen Jing's live broadcast screen and his live broadcast data from yesterday.

"Old Lin, what do you think?"

Zhou Heng crossed his fingers and asked a little deeply.

Lin Jiangfeng looked away and said seriously:

"From the data alone, it is exaggerated, and it can even be said to be outrageous!"

"A newcomer anchor who started broadcasting on the first day, without any platform resource recommendation, the highest number of viewers in 24 hours is 12, 8 hours of retention is 2.4, the effective viewing time per person is 3.7 hours, the viewership index is 0.76, and the conversion payment rate is 0.29. Such data indicators, let alone domestic, few people in the world can achieve it."

"Not to mention that there will be no one in the future, at least there will be no one before."

Zhou Heng nodded slightly to express his agreement, and then asked again:

"Then why do you think he was able to do this?"

Lin Jiangfeng smiled: "Mr. Zhou is here to test my homework. You let me watch it yesterday. How dare I slack off? Go back and watch the recording all night."

"First of all, the content of this person's live broadcast is very novel, outdoor survival and desert island adventure, which is unknown abroad, and is the only one in China. There is no semicolon. The gimmick effect attracted a large number of passers-by to watch, and triggered the platform's time slot popularity display mechanism."

"Secondly, his live broadcast style is full of personal characteristics, the rhythm is relaxed, and the core content is true, resulting in a very high audience retention rate."

"In the end, this person has his own material. The atmosphere of the live broadcast is good, and there is not much waste time. Even if there is, he will interact in time and adjust the audience's emotions. All in all, you will find that watching his live broadcast is very comfortable and the experience is very good."

"He was born to be a live broadcast material. I also admire these brave people for daring to run into the wilderness!"

What Lin Jiangfeng said was approved by Zhou Heng. The latter stood up and looked at the French windows with a thoughtful face.

"This year, many domestic platforms have heard the news and launched live broadcast platforms one after another. We serve content creators, provide entertainment space for the public, and make profits from it."

"If you want to seize the opportunity and get the biggest piece of cake, you have to spend a lot of money. If I remember correctly, Tiger Claw hasn't had a real frontrunner since its establishment at the end of last year, right?"

Behind him, Lin Jiangfeng looked very different.

"What does President Zhou mean?"

Zhou Heng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:

"I'm going to create a phenomenon-level anchor who is popular all over the Internet, and ask for directions for our platform to reach the top of the country. What do you think of this kid?"

Lin Jiangfeng was taken aback, and murmured:
"That's good, but I just received a reply that our invitation was rejected by this guy."

Zhou Heng put on a smirk: "Using talents in a unique way, such a contract is too stingy. I will apply to Director Wang to come up with a customized agreement. You are responsible for contacting Chen Jing, or his family, relatives, or even friends, and show the utmost sincerity."

"Be sure to let him sign a contract with Tiger Claw after returning to China in two months. There is no room for loss in this matter!"

Hearing Zhou Heng's resolute tone, Lin Jiangfeng felt solemn, nodded solemnly, and replied:

"understand!"

(End of this chapter)