Lu Jiajun Has the Final Say Whether Douyin Will Be Chaotic or Not.

When a speeding electric car crashed into reality, Chen Yu opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a simple rental house. In front of him was the live broadcast interface, with sparse barrage, as if he was laughing at the absurdity of the world. This is an era where short videos dominate destiny, and anchoring is the new god-making profession. And he, a little transparent person who had just traveled through time, couldn't even afford a microphone. Competition is like wolves and tigers, and resources are monopolized by big guilds. Chen Yu is like a speck of dust, floating in the torrent of traffic, and may be swallowed up at any time. Until the mysterious system sound sounded - "Ding! The Shenhao system has been activated, host, please start your performance."