Back to modern times, Her Majesty the Queen and I are both laid off

Chapter 228 If you were a eunuch
[The mute anchor has started broadcasting. 】

[Isn’t the anchor the man who’s been talking? 】

[Where can I buy this writing brush? Here’s a link. 】

[You shouldn’t ask where you can buy this hand? 】

After dinner in the evening, Jiang Li started his live broadcast business again, while Lin Luo went to take a shower first, then sat quietly next to her, and then served as a chat companion in her live broadcast room.

To be honest, he really admires Jiang Bao's perseverance. He hasn't made much money even though he has been working hard for so many days.

Even though there were a lot of people rushing in as soon as the broadcast started, and a lot of barrages passed by, in fact they were all familiar faces, and they were all prostitutes for free.

Of course, everything has two sides, all are familiar faces, no strangers come in, it seems that there is no new blood to join, but looking at it from a dialectical thinking perspective, does this mean that there is a fixed audience?
Although of no use.

"When it comes to calligraphy, the pen you use is only one thing. If your skills are not good enough, any pen you buy will be of no use. Talent? Talent is also second. The key is to study hard and practice hard. There is a saying that is good, you need to practice more, do you understand?"

He was already very familiar with the people in the live broadcast room, and Lin Luo spoke more casually, more like a chat between friends.

The two looked at each other, and then Lin Luo said: "Thank you... Madebaka for the hot air balloon, what do you want to write?"

During the first two days of the two's live broadcast, Li Shulan sat nearby and took a look to see what was being broadcast. Later, she realized that it was not interesting. One of them was immersed in writing, while the other was talking loudly.

The emperor was live broadcasting in modern times. The content of the live broadcast was writing, and someone gave him a gift. The gift seemed quite valuable.

There was no words spoken, only special effects appeared on the screen in the live broadcast room, and a love hot air balloon slowly rose into the sky.

At this time, the system prompted that a new person had entered the live broadcast room. After a while, a barrage was sent out.

This set of operations is comparable to his own son traveling through time to ancient times and becoming a eunuch, then traveling back in time, kidnapping the emperor to come back with him, and taking him home to do whatever he wants.

Lin Xuemin hummed, and then another special effects gift appeared on the screen. He flipped through the gift column, and then said: "I earned another twenty."

"I just earned it."

The old couple on the other side had just finished dinner. Lin Xuemin was watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone. In the live broadcast room, a hot air balloon slowly rose into the sky.

Jiang Li wasn't sure what the price of this gift was, but looking at the special effects, he felt that it was unusual and must be very valuable. But then his heart skipped a beat. It was broken. Now I really make a living by selling calligraphy. .

Hearing this, the person in the live broadcast room didn't answer, but Jiang Li raised his head and glanced at him. Fortunately, she didn't make much money from writing live broadcasts, so she couldn't make a living from it. Otherwise, she really thought this bitch was in Talk about her.

Jiang Li obviously saw this barrage, and the hand holding the pen couldn't help but pause. Lin Luo asked: "Okay, it's okay. It's just a casual thing. I can just give you a gift. It doesn't have to be too expensive. It's a small gift." That’s fine, we’ll write it for you here.”

"Ah."

Li Shulan's voice rose an octave, and she didn't know whether she was talking about making more money, or whether she was talking about the high price of the hot air balloon.

Lin Xuemin flipped through the gift column, looked at the price of the hot air balloon, and made a simple calculation, "It should be worth a few dozen yuan."

Wait a minute, the person who is giving gifts is not the kind of person who asks me to write a long article, a whole few hundred words long article.

[Just write that Liu Miao loves Zhao Xue all his life. 】

"You've been watching their live broadcasts there every day lately. Is it that good to watch?"

Get a special effect gift and help write a few words. Converted into money, you can earn twenty or even dozens of yuan just by writing a few words.

[Don’t be embarrassed, the writing hand alone cannot be sixty. 】

"Her, almost."

"Can they make money from this?"

"There are many benefits. If you have time, you can practice and travel around the world. You may have many skills that you can use one day. For example, you may be optimized, laid off, or laid off. I’m down and out. What can you do at this time, deliver food, run Didi? Do you have the physical strength to keep up? You can’t keep up, but it’s different if you know how to calligraphy. You can still make a living selling calligraphy and painting. Not tired, but decent.”

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[It’s hard to say how well maintained it is. 】

As we all know, money is easy to make if you are in love.

[Are the anchors also laid off? 】

Of course, some of this money must be taken away by the platform. People are not engaged in charity. If it falls into their pockets, it may only be 50 or 60%?

People in the live broadcast room were talking about age. Jiang Li just buried his head in writing, as if it had nothing to do with her, and Lin Luo didn't interfere. Sixty years old? He's sixty years old. He's still young. If his true age is calculated, he's still over a thousand.

Li Shulan couldn't read calligraphy, and she didn't like listening to her son chatting there, so she stopped paying attention. Lin Xuemin, on the other hand, opened a small account on time every day to watch the live broadcast.

[So this is your girlfriend’s 60th birthday? 】

At this moment, Lin Xuemin suddenly felt that if the live broadcast between the two develops in this way.
It seems to be a bit over the top.

[God damn makes a living by selling calligraphy and paintings. 】

[Anchor, let me give you some gifts. Can you specify what to write? 】

"You could earn dozens of yuan just from a balloon like that?"

Lin Luo's heart skipped a beat. She thought it was a small gift of a few dollars, but she didn't expect it to be broken. Now Jiang Zi really made money. The boss was confused.

"What are the benefits of practicing calligraphy?"

With the outrageous plot about the emperor traveling to modern times in front of him, he felt that nothing was outrageous to him now, but after seeing this scene, he still couldn't help but suck his teeth.

Seeing this barrage, Lin Luo instantly understood. No wonder he bought such an expensive gift. It turned out to be a love brain, so that would be fine.

"That's it?"

Damn it?

Lin Xuemin didn't know much about the specific commission here, but he thought it wouldn't be too much. Half of it would be enough to make him die. Calculating it at 50%, the ten yuan would be about the same.

One person is ten yuan, ten people are one hundred, and if one hundred people write every day, it is one thousand.

Good guy, my monthly income is tens of thousands, which is more than 99% of the people in the world.

But one question is whether hundreds of people will come to her to write in a day.

Lin Xuemin didn't think about this. What he was thinking now was, what's the use of spending money to find someone to help write in the live broadcast room? The words can't be held in hand. What's the point of just having an eye addiction?
It doesn't seem to make any sense.

But even so, Lin Xuemin still felt that it was well worth the money spent by Jiang Li to help him write.

After all, this is the emperor's calligraphy. If the authentic handiwork of the ancient emperor were placed in the live broadcast room, not to mention it would be worth a thousand gold. Every one of the people in the live broadcast room would be sentenced to three years in prison if they took a look at it.

Now you can read it for a few dozen yuan, and you can also specify what to write, and you don’t have to stay in it for several years. It’s a huge profit.

But the premise of all this is that she is really the emperor.

After observing silently for some time, Lin Xuemin still couldn't believe this. The main reason was that he found that aside from the unreasonable things, Jiang Li was actually quite normal. It was just that his calligraphy was better, his temperament was more noble, and his aura He became a little stronger, but then he had no father or mother, he was an orphan, and he was still a gangster.
Oh, this doesn't seem to be normal.

This kid has been honest for more than ten or twenty years. He has been following the plan he gave since he was a child and moving forward step by step. Suddenly, finding a girlfriend like this is suspicious, high probability, maybe, maybe an emperor. It was too sudden, and it was really hard for Lin Xuemin to accept.

He frowned and held the phone, listening to Lin Luo's non-stop chatter inside. He looked at the barrages that appeared from time to time on the screen and the calligraphy written on the paper. He felt a little absent-minded, and his thoughts wandered to nowhere.

Li Shulan squatted there and opened a can for Luoluo. She stood up and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what are you busy with these days? Do you always go out to eat with others?"

This question brought Lin Xuemin back to his senses, and then he stretched out his hand to push up his glasses, "Oh, I have something to do and socialize with others."

"Then why don't you go out to socialize with others tonight? Is the matter done?"

"Well, that's almost it."

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's work-related, you don't know about it."

"whispering sound"

Seeing that this person was perfunctory and obviously unwilling to talk to her, Li Shulan curled her lips in a mysterious manner, as if someone wanted to inquire.

Tens of minutes passed, and when it was almost time for the two of them to go off the broadcast, Lin Xuemin clicked to exit, pressed down the phone and threw it aside, leaning on the back of the sofa and letting out a sigh of relief.

"Why don't you watch it?"

"They took it off the air right away."

"You can tell from experience, you even know when it will be broadcast." After saying that, Li Shulan was about to turn her head away and continue watching TV, but suddenly turned her head and asked: "Hey, I haven't figured it out yet, this little girl Everyone, why don’t you go out and find a serious job and do this online every day?”

If you want to find a job, you must have an ID card. Lin Xuemin did not say this, but just said: "She is so young and doesn't even have a degree. Where can she find a job now without a degree?"

"It depends on whether you have no academic qualifications or not. This is not that."

Li Shulan's voice paused several times, and she didn't feel confident, so she simply stopped talking.

It's really hard to find a job without a degree these days. That kid in the next building is like that. He has no degree and is busy looking for a job all day long. He doesn't look down on those who don't need a degree, such as working in a factory.

Let Jiang Li enter the factory. Li Shulan thought about it and realized that this didn't seem very appropriate.

Might as well continue tinkering with this online.

"Nowadays, young people are willing to make money online. It is different from our time. Online money. Some people can make more money in one night than they can spend in a lifetime. We could not have imagined it at that time."

Lin Xuemin has received a wide range of information. He doesn't think there is anything wrong with searching for food online, and he is not like some older generations who think that apart from serious work, everything else is crooked.

These days, everything else is imaginary, and whether you can make money is the real deal.

How do you say that.

"Times have changed," he said.

"Times have really changed."

Lin Luo here is also sighing, is it interesting to write calligraphy live? Not at all. Who cares? It’s dull and boring.

I originally thought that Jiang Zi started broadcasting just for fun, but it turned out that this guy really found a way to make money.

Tsk tsk, swipe the gift and specify writing.

There really is something for everyone these days.

Sure enough, times have changed.

Jiang Li also found it a bit incredible, but what she was most concerned about was the income issue. At first, she would paint the fireworks tube after a hot air balloon, and then it became fixed. Anyone who asked her to write a letter would use the fireworks tube. It started broadcasting for about an hour tonight, and at least six or seven of them were picked up, plus the hot air balloon.
I must have made a lot of money tonight.

After turning off the live broadcast room and putting down the brush in his hand, Jiang Li stretched his wrist and asked, "How much is the gift I received today?"

Lin Luo thought for a while, "I think it's about ninety or more than one hundred yuan."

one hundred?
When Jiang Li heard this number, she was a little disappointed. It was not as much as she expected, but her disappointment disappeared in an instant. One hundred yuan was quite a lot, at least it was much more than what she had earned a few days ago.

What, how much did you earn by adding one yuan in the past few days?
Don’t say anything that is not conducive to unity, let alone ask.

Asked, it was seven yuan and sixty-eight cents.

"When the broadcast starts in the future, we can make an announcement in the live broadcast room, and use a fireworks tube to help write it."

Lin Luo tried to give a move and felt that it seemed to be quite promising. Although he wanted to have fun, he still wanted Jiang Bao to make money compared to having fun.

"Would it seem too philistine to make such an announcement?"

This is the reason why some scholars in ancient times were called poor and rotten scholars.

If you want to make money and maintain some dignity, then just stop making money.

"It's a bit philistine, but it's not shabby to make money. In this way, we write such an announcement, and a fireworks tube jumps in to help write it. This can create two illusions. One is that there are many friends looking for you to help write, and the other is, It seems like you can help write for no money, but you can jump in line with just a gift tube."

Jiang Li thought for a while, and it seemed to be the reason. Then she looked at Lin Luo thoughtfully. She was indeed a eunuch, so she knew a lot about this kind of thing.

"Ah."

She nodded without saying anything, went into the bedroom to get her pajamas, and then took a shower.

It is now late spring and early summer, the weather is warm, and taking a bath is not that difficult. When Jiang Li returns to the bedroom after taking a bath, Lin Luo is already lying on the bed waiting.

She looked on the bed and didn't see the big bear, let alone another quilt, so...
"You want to sleep in the same bed with me tonight?"

"What, you don't want to do it again?"

"."

Jiang Li choked up at this rhetorical question. When would she be willing to live?

"Okay, come up quickly. I've warmed the quilt for you." Lin Luo lifted the quilt and patted the bed. "We're all sleeping on the same bed anyway. We're already sharing the same bed. We can't sleep together." Is there any difference between sleeping in the same bed? There is no difference, why do you need to deceive yourself?"

"what"

Jiang Li laughed, amused by these words, and said angrily, "That's not what you said at first."

"Ah? Then what did I say at the beginning?"

"."

Jiang Li remained silent and didn't make a sound. She just stood there and looked at him, her eyes closed and her lips pursed. She looked expressionless, but it gave people the feeling that she was thinking about something or measuring something.

Lin Luo waited for a while, but finally lost his temper and asked, "What are you doing standing there?"

"I was thinking it would be nice if you were a eunuch."

(End of this chapter)