Group Broadcasting Ecology Revealed

Name: Group Broadcasting Ecology Revealed
Author: Wang Yongkang

by Wang Yongkang

ongoing Modern Romance Urban Life Female Lead

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13Kwords2chapters

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Ch. 2 — You Look Like Her When You Smile

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About This Novel

Lanzhou Old Street, red lanterns swaying. Su Wanning was dressed in a blue shirt and Hanfu, dancing gracefully in the shadow of warm red lights. Twenty-one years old, majoring in accounting in college, and also a group broadcast anchor. When recruiting, he was promised a basic salary of 8,000, but only after signing the agreement did he find out that the actual salary was only 2,660, and he had to complete almost impossible task targets. She was born gentle and sweet, and her smile gradually became a professional skill: she smiled lightly at the camera, smiled at passers-by, and gave gentle greetings to her sponsors. After the broadcast, you still have to maintain contact in private messages and take screenshots to report, just to complete the KPI of human relationship protection. There is always a silent boy wearing glasses on the periphery of the crowd. I never swipe gifts or take pictures, I just stare quietly, with eyes as gentle as a reading scroll. Su Wanning began to look forward to this figure and missed his few private messages. She couldn't tell whether this throbbing was a momentary sinking, or whether it was too long since she had been looked at as a real person, so purely. In the era of algorithms, ordinary girls rely on their smiles to strive for a glimmer of light. What the admirers see is the persona, never the real her; and the silent bystander is not looking at Su Wanning, he is just using her figure to recall an old friend who has long gone. The falsely high basic salary turned into nothing, the agreement turned into shackles, and the original smile was finally turned into a performance to make a living. When professionalism becomes the basis of survival, those who want to keep their true intentions are struggling silently. It is raining in the old street, and the red lanterns are dim and bright in the mist. She still maintained her usual smile, but she didn't know how long this deliberate tenderness could last.