Wen Yubai lost his job right after graduation, with a bank card balance of 3,200 and a rent of 900. He couldn't even afford a serious camera.
In order to survive, he took a second-hand computer, a microphone worth thirty-five yuan, and a mobile phone with a broken screen, and started a live broadcast.
On the first night, the highest number of people online was seven.
Profit - thirty cents.
Wen Yubai: "..."
It's okay, 30 cents is money.
But as time goes by, things seem to be getting more and more wrong.
At first, the audience just found that this little anchor played the game ridiculously.
Later——
[Wait a minute, aren't the anchor's hands a little too good-looking?
Later, they discovered that he had a nice voice, could sing, dance, and could fake a voice.
Until one day the camera accidentally tipped over and a face flashed in the live broadcast room for two seconds.
The whole network was completely blown up.
And that little anchor who just wanted to earn some rent at the beginning has gone from being ignored to the top of the platform.
But Wen Yubai gradually discovered——
Bang Yi saw that something was wrong with his eyes.
The opponent anchor is also not right.
Even those who originally watched his live broadcast through the screen began to appear in reality one after another.
Wen Yubai: "... I just want to make money."
Everyone: "You earn what you get."
"We chase ours."
