Live streaming became popular and the assets exceeded 100 million, and it attracted much attention.

Chapter 8: Five years of live broadcast and three years of simulation?
Lu Qingfei's thoughts raced, and he smiled at the camera with a sincere tone:

“Sorry, I’m new to live streaming today and I’m not familiar with the platform yet, so I won’t connect with you for now. If you still want to connect with me tomorrow, please contact me. Thank you.”

That’s all.

On the acceptance page, she clicked "No" without hesitation.

Live streaming is a marathon. If you start at the speed of a sprint, you will quickly take the lead, but you will also quickly deplete your energy.

If you try too hard in your first broadcast, it will be difficult to retain the audience afterwards.

Not to mention that most of the netizens who are flocking in now are here to have fun.

Netizens in the live broadcast room stared blankly at the scene in front of them.

[The anchor refused. refused? No way, this is so outrageous???]

[What's going on? My friends and I are shocked! ]

[Does live broadcasting and microphone connection need to be studied first? Could this be the legendary five years of live broadcasting and three years of simulation? ]

[Mr. Liu’s calligraphy is famous all over the country, with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks, unparalleled in the world, and she actually refused?! ]

[My goodness, is the anchor illiterate? Does she know who she rejected?! ]

The live broadcast room was noisy and the barrage of comments was in full swing.

Many netizens stood on the highest point and accused the host of being ignorant and having a bad brain. Some netizens also said that the host must have known that Liu Zhenyan accidentally clicked the wrong button and refused to connect to the microphone in order not to embarrass himself.

After Lu Qingfei refused Liu Zhenyan's request to connect with him on the live broadcast, many people came to join in the fun, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room gradually increased.

There is no other reason.

There are few people in the world who can refuse Liu Zhenyan.

Who is Liu Zhenyan?

He is the honorary president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Academy, and has a great reputation. He is not comparable to the popular stars in the entertainment industry, he is a real talent.

[The host let go of the opportunity that was right in front of him. What a pity! ]

[The Internet is not a lawless place. Can stupid anchors be banned? ]

[How is my angel anchor stupid? Didn’t you see that she declined politely? And your idols with elementary school diplomas can be active online, why can’t my calligraphy teacher be active online?]

[Your idol only has an elementary school diploma, and your whole family has elementary school diplomas! ]

The number of people in the live broadcast room is twenty times more than at the beginning.

Lu Qingfei leaned back slightly, leaned against the back of the chair, put his knees on the edge of the table, and looked up at the dense barrage of comments.

She narrowed her eyes and a fleeting smile crossed her lips.

Lu Qingfei had a red hairband wrapped around her left wrist twice. She lowered her eyes and looked at the red on her hand, as if thinking about something.

The spiritual vein began to rise faintly.

You can only practice when you have abundant spiritual energy.

After practicing, you will have a complete research, production and sales system for elixirs and talismans.

*
At this time, the Book Court.

The cell phone rang.

It was a call from the Minister of Propaganda.

Lian Qi answered the call excitedly, but unexpectedly, the minister on the other side, whose body temperature was 36 degrees, spoke cold words.

"The host declined the request for a live broadcast."

"Is there a bug in the backend?" Lian Qi was a little incredulous. "The other party accidentally rejected it."

"No. The host is a very polite girl. She said thank you and she won't be connected today."

"..."

No mic connection today?
Lian what, Lian Qi?
Lian Qi himself was about to cry.

Lian Qi glanced at Liu Zhenyan who was sitting at the desk and said decisively: "She is selling goods, buy them all for me!"

He just didn't believe that she would refuse the invitation from her sponsor to have a live broadcast.

Minister: "The host only has one pill for sale. It has already been sold. There is no item available for purchase now."

Lian Qi: “???”

You only have one pill to sell and you dare to do a live broadcast to sell goods?
Is there any justice?

"If you want to connect via live broadcast, you have to wait until tomorrow," said the minister.

Lian Qi raised his hand and pinched his brows, then sighed and said, "Then tomorrow, I will personally go into battle."

A puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone, "The minister!"

Lian Qi: "Is there a problem?" "No, no." The minister said with a smile, "It's just a little unexpected."

Liu Zhenyan seldom appears in public. Lian Qi is Liu Zhenyan's only assistant, so his appearance is equivalent to Liu Zhenyan's appearance in public.

Liu Zhenyan was still staring at the calligraphy with full concentration, as if what he was looking at was not a work of calligraphy, but a rare treasure.

Lian Qi hung up the phone, walked over, stiffened his neck, and stammered, "Mr. Liu, that girl rejected our microphone call."

Liu Zhenyan didn't seem surprised either. She just raised her eyelids and glanced at Lian Qi.

The look he gave Lian Qi made him feel uneasy.

"Let's talk again tomorrow." Lian Qi pulled his lips stiffly, "I'll contact her personally then."

Liu Zhenyan did not comment.

Lian Qi was quick-witted and knew how to please Liu Zhenyan, so he immediately sent a message to the Minister of Propaganda.

Since we can’t connect to the microphone for the time being, let’s get the host’s calligraphy works first.

If it's a deal, there's still a chance to meet.

There is no need to connect via microphone if we can meet offline.

*
Lu Qingfei stared at the barrage of comments and selected more normal questions to answer.

[Host, I have been having allergic reactions to TV dramas recently. Do you think I have TV drama syndrome?]

"TV drama syndrome." Lu Qingfei muttered this new and strange disease.

[What kind of TV drama syndrome is this? My friend, you have an aesthetic obsession and are allergic to ugly things, hahahaha. ]

Lu Qingfei looked at the comment and smiled faintly.

[Host, you have aroused my interest in learning calligraphy, but I am White Swan and I cannot accept a calligrapher who does not like White Swan. Is there any calligrapher who likes White Swan? ]

White Swan.

The fan name of a top star in the entertainment industry.

Lu Qingfei firmly believed it.

If you put your fans in your heart, they will help you become popular.

She lowered her bright eyes slightly, thought for a moment, then raised them and said, "Yes."

"The calligrapher Wang Xizhi was the one who loved the big white goose the most. You can learn his calligraphy."

[Really? Are you sure the anchor is not lying to me? ]

Lu Qingfei did not give a direct answer, but said slowly: "There is a story about Wang Xizhi's love for geese."

"There was an old widow in Kuaiji who raised a white goose with a beautiful voice. When Wang Xizhi heard about it, he wanted to go and see it and buy the goose."

"Unexpectedly, the old lady heard that Wang Xizhi was coming, so she slaughtered the goose and stewed it in advance to entertain him."

【Goose: ??? Excuse me? It was quite sudden.】

[I thought it was a story, but it turned out to be an accident. What hatred and grudges! ]

[Sometimes, the big white goose really wants to call the police! ]

"When Wang Xizhi learned about this, he was sad and sighed for a whole day. Later, he heard that a Taoist priest raised good geese, so he invited his friends to go and see them again."

【Goose: I beg you, don't come to see me, I'm scared! 】

【Life is not just about what is happening in front of you, but also about what is happening behind you. 】

"This time the geese were not slaughtered, and Wang Xizhi got to see the geese as he wished. He saw that these geese were good, so he wanted to pay to buy them, but the Taoist refused."

Lu Qingfei looked relaxed, and her black jade-like pupils seemed to sparkle with gold under the light, coming alive with every word she spoke.

"After Wang Xizhi's repeated requests, the Taoist agreed to let him exchange his calligraphy for the goose."

"Wang Xizhi wrote a piece of calligraphy and gave it to the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest handed over a cage of white geese as promised."

[I have heard about this. In the end, Wang Xizhi spent his days playing with geese for fun, and his life was very comfortable.]

[Surrounded by a group of big white geese, I can’t imagine how happy Wang Xizhi would be! ]

[Calligraphy in exchange for a goose is like a dumb person making a phone call, a blind person driving a car, or a deaf person listening to opera. It's amazing! ]

Lu Qingfei was looking at the barrage seriously when a message suddenly popped up in the background.

Is a platform administrator.

She clicked into the chat page.

Little Whale V: [Hello, host. Someone wants to buy your calligraphy and asked me to ask you about your intentions. Do you have any intentions?]
　Lu Qingfei live broadcast manual:

　　1. You put your fans in your heart and they will help you create hits.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)