Zhong Yu, twenty-three years old, is an unknown young anchor of a certain music channel.
Live broadcast for two and a half years, with 23,000 fans and less than 200 active followers. Every day, he performs eating instant noodles in front of an audience of thirty-seven people, occasionally twists and turns as a bonus, and can barely afford the rent by relying on scattered rewards.
Poor, but poor.
The skills are average, but the mouth is poisonous.
He looks good enough to fight, but he refuses to go to the appearance zone.
On this day, a mysterious company came to his door—signing a contract, traffic support, and a professional agent. It only cost 300 yuan. He bargained the price down to 120 yuan, and the other party actually agreed.
Then his computer screen went black.
A blue fluorescent smiley face appeared:
[Hello, I am System TYC-8117, your exclusive agent.
Zhong Yu's first reaction: There is a virus in the computer.
Second reaction: Lose money.
Third reaction: Before I could curse, I was dragged into the infinite game.
…
From then on, he had to live broadcast to survive in the dungeon where the death rate fluctuated, and he struggled to pass the level under the watch of barrages.
As for whether it can be popular——
Come out alive first.
The sultry and gentle god with long hair and beautiful attack × the cute little shot with a cold face and a slightly dead body
Fan Zhiyan × Zhong Yu
Slow heat, the author is a nanny, and some of the characters are involved in cross-dressing
Concept: Traffic comes first, traffic is king
