Ten minutes later, Meng Zezhi returned to the Internet cafe with a drink, a large bag of KFC, and the two cigarettes given by the middle-aged man.
In the box, Wang Zhibin and others were already having fun.
"Go, go, geoduck go."
"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, don't chase me."
"Save me, third, save me."
"Brother, hold on, I'll go home and get the equipment first, and I'll come back to save you when I finish getting the equipment."
After speaking, Wang Zhibin slipped out of the battle circle.
Meng Zezhi looked at the position of the third child, and the screen just went dark.
The third child clicked the mouse angrily: "Fuck, I went to save you, but you sold me, and you promised to be a brother for life."
"I don't want to either..." Wang Zhibin's voice changed in the middle of the sentence: "Damn, that grandson is catching up again, and when it's over, that granddaughter also flanks over."
"Fourth, save me—"
After finishing speaking, he turned around and controlled Carter (a game character) to complete a wave of extreme counter-kills, and the process was very entertaining.
Meng Zezhi's gaze fell on his left hand, which was rapidly tapping the keyboard, thoughtfully.
"This time I went out of Central Asia (game props, after using the game characters, the game characters are in a stagnant state for 2 seconds, so that they will not be selected as targets and cannot be attacked, but they cannot do any actions), I will never again died."
"Ouch, Wocao, why did I die?"
"The third, I feel that this wave can cross the tower!"
"I'm sorry, third, I'm going home to get my equipment again."
…
The game ended with Wang Zhibin killing 18 carries.
"Comfortable." Wang Zhibin breathed a sigh of relief, as if he smelled something, he turned his head to look, and his eyes just fell on the thing on the table next door.
His eyes widened, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the plastic bags: "Shuangpi milk, the whole family bucket, and two Furong Kings, or blue-shelled ones, this stuff costs thirty-five packs, Brother Jiang, have you made a fortune? "
"Well, I made a small fortune." Meng Zezhi said, "Leave two packs of cigarettes for me, and you can share the rest."
"Thank you, Brother Jiang."
Wang Zhibin and others were not polite immediately, grabbed the things and divided them.
"Welcome to League of Legends."
At the beginning of the game, everyone put down their drinks and fried chicken and re-entered the game.
In the box, Wang Zhibin's voice was the loudest.
"The jungler is always coming to mess with me, the thief JB is annoying."
"Don't run away, baby, my brother loves you."
"Fuck it, baby... No, no, brother, I'm wrong, I'm wrong, okay?"
…
Before he knew it, Meng Zezhi stood behind Wang Zhibin for more than an hour. His current rank is Diamond 2, and he was basically the MVP (the highest score in this game) when he was in the black with his predecessors. His real strength should be It is slightly stronger than the current level. The reason why the level has been hovering in the diamond is because the predecessor and others are dragged down, and the second is because there is not so much time and money to play games - his family is not better than the predecessor. How many.
At the end of another round, Wang Zhibin reached out and grabbed the drink on the side, and the corner of his eye fell on the reflective screen, only to realize that Meng Zezhi had been standing behind him.
He turned his head: "Brother Jiang?"
Meng Zezhi came back to his senses. He looked at Wang Zhibin and asked solemnly, "Second child, have you ever thought about working in the industry of game anchors?"
The threshold for live broadcast has always been low, and there is no educational limit. Find a live broadcast website, get an ID card for verification, apply for a mobile phone number, and have a better network, and you can become a host.
People with good looks can dance house dance, play cosplay, make makeup videos, live ASMR, do sing and see… People with big appetite, as long as they are not too long, they can live to eat; play games and play well, even if you look better You can still be a game host even if you are swearing and full of foul language...
In the present world, in 2014, on the day of YY anchor Li Xianliang's birthday party, his income reached a new peak. The gifts he received were equivalent to more than 800,000 yuan. According to the principle of sharing with YY, he had nearly 400,000 yuan in his account.
And the props he used for the gold nuggets were just a computer, a camera, a microphone, a sound card and a desk lamp.
News of this kind emerges one after another: Miss, the first goddess of e-sports, has created a super personal brand with an annual revenue of 10 million, and the maximum number of views on her works can exceed 100 million. After signing with Huya, the signing fee is as high as 30 million a year.
In 2016, the average monthly income of pepper anchors exceeded 30,000…
Of course, there are thousands of people doing live broadcasts, and those who can stand at the top are just a handful of people.
Take a game anchor as an example, if you play the game well, it can only prove that you have reached the standard of entry. But if you want to win over the audience and become a big anchor, you must have good emotional intelligence and psychological quality, as well as some skills that can mobilize the atmosphere, such as being able to tell jokes and swear words...
Meng Zezhi felt that Wang Zhibin had the potential in this regard.
"Anchor?" Wang Zhibin was stunned for a moment.
It is said to be a school bully, but how bad can a school bully in a high school with strict management be bad.
And the identity of the predecessor is there. The great meritorious person has four words of courtesy, righteousness and shame written in his bones. Even if he has become a small gangster now, the most outrageous thing he has done is only a few group fights, and then he has no money. When I extorted students' pocket money, I ran to Internet cafes or game halls to play games.
It's much better than the group of guys from the second high school next door who take honest students to the toilet and kick them into the cesspool, make a video and upload it to the Internet for fun, and often skip classes to take girls to open rooms.
Of course, whether it's a fight or charging protection fees, it's wrong to go to school honestly, and find a good job in the future, better than anything else.
The five Wang Zhibin have followed their predecessors since their first year of high school, and their feelings are extraordinary.
When they rescued people, they rushed up with their predecessors. After the predecessors accidentally murdered, their parents were worried that the family members of the deceased would entangle them, so they locked them in their homes one after another. They jumped off the building just to run out to meet their predecessors, and some even stole money from their families and wanted to stuff them with their predecessors... Later, their parents found out, and of course they were beaten again.
If Zhao Wanxue hadn't been reborn, after his predecessor made a fortune, he would have taken care of this group of former friends. Some of them became food dealers, some opened small workshops... Life is not enough, but more than enough.
In the original plot, after their predecessors went to prison, they were all expelled from the school, some became bus drivers, and some returned to the countryside to pick up their parents' classes... Life was tight, and the only ones who were successful It was the third child, who went to the coast to work for a few years, and after saving a fortune, came back to open a breakfast restaurant.
Meng Zezhi has always been perfect in his work. The illegal things that Wang Zhibin and others did in the past will be investigated and punished by the Examination Division after their death. What he has to do is to guide them back to the right path. At least after they leave the school in the future, they will not endanger the society. And this should be what the predecessor wanted to see.
Although it is said that at this time, webcasting has not yet become popular, but people who often surf the Internet already have some understanding of the livestreaming industry.
Wang Zhibin reacted and said subconsciously, "Can I do it?"
"Why not." Meng Zezhi said: "You have the skills, and you can say that it is suitable to be an anchor. The most important thing is that the live broadcast industry has great prospects. As long as you can take the lead, even if you are tepid in the future It's better than going back to the countryside to pick up your parents' class."
This is the truth, everyone here is scumbags, and I am afraid that they will not be able to pass the entrance examination for a better specialist. Wang Zhibin's family is even worse than his predecessor, and his family probably didn't plan to send him to college. His future can be imagined.
Some people may say that the anchor eats youth rice. This is true, but everything has to be tried first, in case Wang Zhibin succeeds.
If you can earn money that can be spent for a lifetime in a few years or ten years, why not do it.
Wang Zhibin was moved, and then he seemed to think of something again. He hesitated and said, "But I have no money..."
"I know that at the end of this month at the latest, I will help you get a set of equipment."
"Really?" Wang Zhibin was excited.
"Well." Meng Zezhi said, "But there is one thing I have to say. If you really become a game anchor in the future, you will be a public figure. If your fans know that you were a gangster before, you have received protection. Fei, then you, the anchor, will do the trick."
Wang Zhibin's mind was full of the words "public figures" and "fans". He said loudly, "Then what should I do?"
"In the future, we will stop charging protection fees. When you earn money, you will double the money you take from them and donate more money to charities, so that in the future your competitors will attack you for what you did in the past. When you're with you, you can save a little bit of your image too."
This is the main purpose of Meng Zezhi.
"Okay." Wang Zhibin nodded hastily.
"What about us?" The third child and others were eager to try.
Meng Zezhi glanced at them and thought for a while: "When I find a way, I will put you all into the army."
The army is the best place to train people, and he is too lazy to guide them one by one.
"Really?" The minds of the third child and the others opened up instantly. It's good to be a soldier. Although it's hard, it's decent to talk about it. Although they are mixed, in fact, they also care about the eyes of adults.
Their attention was all on the cake that Meng Zezhi painted, and they didn't even think about how Meng Zezhi could create these conditions for them.