Full Time Artist

Chapter 1309: Who are you?

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Li Songhua is not the only one who imagines what this global live broadcast will look like from multiple perspectives.

There are two days left before the live broadcast.

Ling Kong, who had been silent for several days, reappeared and this time directly accepted a direct interview with the reporter:

“Live writing? It’s just for show.

I am very familiar with memorizing the script in advance and then pretending to create it on the spot.

Because he had run an entertainment company in the early days, he let the trainees trained by the company participate in talent shows, bribed the judges to come up with questions on the spot, and the trainees performed superbly to win the cheers and shock of the audience. Isn't the script both cheesy and exciting

Besides, how long will the live broadcast take

After two hours or three hours of thinking, how many words can you write in the end

What can these few words prove? They may not even get to the main point of the novel, so I say it's just a show.

Now I am more and more certain that Chu Kuang has a team behind him. He is eager to prove himself, and he just came up with the stupid idea of doing a live broadcast to show off. If you think about it, you will know how unreliable this kind of live broadcast is.

But this is where Chu Kuang is cunning.

He knows that he can’t fool truly smart people, but this kind of self-proving show can fool brainless fans who don’t want to accept the truth.”

Then.

Song Fang reposted Ling Kong's interview video on the Internet and followed up with a comment:

“I’ll add a few details to Lingkong. One is that after Chu Kuang was beaten by us, Xianyu and Yingzi both fell silent.

It is said that three best friends rise and fall together, so what happened this time

Chu Kuang was beaten up like this by us, could it be that Xianyu and Yingzi haven’t received the news yet

They must have received it, but they chose to remain silent because they knew very well what was going on with this Chu Kuang!

Now they say nothing is good!

Another thing, wasn’t Chu Kuang’s response very slow

This is because the team wanted to promote a Chu Kuanglai, but it was difficult to choose the right person. After repeated consideration, they finally came up with a result.

These few days are considered very efficient.

After all, the person they are looking for must first have a look that is worthy of the audience, his conversation cannot be too low, and his memory cannot be too bad. Those who understand will understand. "

Lingkong and Song Fang.

The former is responsible for firing down the line.

The latter is responsible for setting the pace online.

Both sides exerted their strength at the same time, and were not at all frightened by Chu Kuang's determination to broadcast the battle live around the world.

After the two men's analysis, they found that their followers were increasing:

"There are indeed many suspicious points in this matter."

“At first I thought these two were just biting randomly, but now it seems like they bit the right person?”

"I believed Chu Kuang at first, but now I find it funny."

"Global live broadcast, it sounds so impressive, but it may turn out to be just a show."

"If he hadn't done the live broadcast, I would have really believed him."

"Why."

"I am so disappointed in you, old thief."

“I didn’t expect him to be such a person.”

"I should say them."

"I like Chu Kuang, but in the end what I like is the air?"

"There are dogs barking here."

All right.

A new round of laning has begun.

Recently, supporters and skeptics have been clashing with each other every day, using all kinds of foul language and beautiful words, otherwise things wouldn't have gotten to this point.

at this time.

Public opinion has swept the world!

Some media outlets that like to deliberately attract attention even use the term "shocking scandal" to describe current public opinion.

It was obviously inappropriate to report like this before the final conclusion was drawn, but at this time Chu Kuang was gradually caught in the center of the storm and obviously had no time to care about such dirty water.

With one day left before the live broadcast, Lin Yuan was leisurely carving for his sister at home.

The great hide in the city.

I am a little hidden because I don’t go online.

I had promised my sister before that I would carve a beautiful wooden figure in her image, and today was a good day to fulfill my promise.

Carpentry is a craft.

After several hours of hard work, Lin Yuan finally carved out a lifelike sister, a full-length statue.

However, her younger sister Da Yaoyao was too shocked by Lin Yuan's technique:

"Brother, aren't you worried at all?"

"What are you worried about?"

"What's going to go wrong tomorrow?"

"Something is bound to go wrong tomorrow."

"ah?"

"I'm going to die."

"ha?"

Dayaoyao looked confused.

Lin Yuan just sighed quietly: "I'm talking about social death."

If you don’t believe it, look up.

Who can be spared by heaven

In the future, when the netizens of Shadiao do some archaeology and see the comments made by Chu Kuang in his previous interactions with Xianyu Yingzi, there will definitely be a carnival, and a certain old thief will be embarrassed to the point of feeling ashamed.

The ultimate social death.

By the way, how should I explain it specifically tomorrow

Do I have to tell people all over the world that I actually have two mobile phones

Does this seem a bit pale

never mind.

Don't want to think about it anymore.

Let’s talk about it tomorrow.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but speed up the carving process.

Half an hour later.

Lin Yuan handed Da Yaoyao's wooden statue to his sister:

“Hey.”

"Brother, you are awesome... Can I go to the scene tomorrow?"

"Come on, let's all come."

"Um."

It was a grim scene outside.

But home is a warm and daily life.

night.

There are less than twelve hours left until the live broadcast.

On the Internet.

A well-known reporter in the circle suddenly released the news: "I have received a relevant invitation and will go to Chu Kuang's live broadcast site tomorrow."

Then.

Several top journalists in the media circles who are the backbone of various continents have successively released similar news:

"See you tomorrow on the scene."

“Will tomorrow be a historic moment?”

“It’s an honor to witness this moment.”

"I hope to meet the real Teacher Chu Kuang."

"I am a skeptic. Now that I have received the invitation, I will open my eyes and see clearly."

"A firm supporter, Chu Kuang is a god, we will witness the divine revelation tomorrow."

Obviously.

Only the most powerful journalists in the media industry can receive invitations!

Of course, these reporters released the news in advance with the intention of showing off.

Regardless of whether Chu Kuang was genuine or fake, they had to admit that they felt very honored and even flattered to be invited!

The word "Chu Kuang" has the qualifications and weight to it.

certainly.

It’s not just journalists.

Afterwards, many high-profile public figures from various fields, including the education sector, the writing field, and even the business circle, said they had received invitations.

Regardless of whether these big shots had something to do or not, they all agreed to it and even went online to tell people about it. Some of them were usually considered very aloof by netizens.

It seems like they are telling everyone in this way:

Look!

The old thief Chu Kuang invited me!

Of course, it was not Chu Kuang who invited them, but this was indeed Lin Yuan's intention, to invite people who were really important to come.

If you want to do something, you have to make a big scene.

at last.

Even the person ranked first on the literature list posted a status on the social platform, and the picture was a beautiful invitation letter!

An invitation to enter the live broadcast tomorrow!

“It’s my pleasure.”

The world's number one writer today rarely uses the word "honored", and he is also looking forward to tomorrow!

In this atmosphere...

The scheduled global live broadcast day has officially arrived!

———

The official start time of the live broadcast is set at 9 o'clock in the morning of the same day. It can be watched directly on representative video websites in various continents, and some websites can even open barrage.

Half past eight.

All parties enter.

The big names from various fields looked around as soon as they entered the live broadcast site, but after looking for a long time, they only saw a curtain in front of them.

If someone sits in front of the curtain, it can just cover their face.

Someone frowned immediately, but didn't say much.

soon.

The scene became noisy.

Ling Kong and Song Fang appeared!

The bigwigs from all walks of life at the scene almost immediately recognized the two reckless men who had recently sparked public opinion.

Some had a blank expression on their faces, some greeted with a smile, and some showed obvious disgust on their faces.

As soon as they arrived, the two of them observed the venue.

After discovering the curtain that could still cover their faces, the two of them immediately became excited and sang the double yellow in public:

Song Fang: "You still need to cover your face when you're writing a book live around the world?"

Lingkong: "Is this face shameful or what?"

Song Fang: "Could it be that he has some ugly scars or birthmarks on his face, and he has low self-esteem so he doesn't want to show his face? If this is a misunderstanding, I'm really sorry."

Lingkong sneered.

Someone nearby echoed, his tone full of disappointment: "If I can't see your face, it's like coming here for nothing today. It's really boring."

"Who said not to show your face?"

Jin Mu walked out in a cocky manner. He was Chu Kuang's agent, but not many people knew him. However, this did not stop him from standing tall and pretending to be cocky today: "The teacher doesn't like being stared at when he's writing. You want to wait for him to finish writing to see his face. Just imagine if you like someone staring at you from behind when you're writing an essay?"

"Who are you?"

"Teacher Chu Kuang's agent."

"So Chu Kuang has an agent?"

"Usually, Mr. Jin Mu represents Teacher Chu Kuang to contact our Silver Blue Library. I am the chief editor of Silver Blue, Lu Bei."

Yinlan editor-in-chief Lu Bei stepped forward to prove it.

Wang Luo, who had arrived here a long time ago and was surrounded by many bigwigs but had remained silent, suddenly laughed and said:

"You, the Silver Blue Library, don't know Chu Kuang's true identity?"

“I don’t know.”

Lu Bei answered nervously.

Facing the world's richest man, Lu Bei felt an inexplicable pressure. Perhaps it was because although he had been doing well in recent years thanks to Chu Kuang, he still could not get in touch with the top celebrity circle on Blue Star.

But Chu Kuang’s influence is really terrifying!

Just by announcing that he would be doing a live writing show today, he was able to invite a bunch of well-known figures from Blue Star. Anyone who walked out of here could be a top figure in his field who is famous throughout the eight continents and renowned throughout the world!

Pause.

There was something he couldn't help but say, "I don't think it's possible that Teacher Chu Kuang was run by a team."

It’s not just because the company editor had had a phone call with Chu Kuang.

Moreover, during these years of cooperation, there was no fancy process.

If Chu Kuang was the person in charge of team operations, he wouldn't be so indifferent. He could obviously squeeze more profits out of the Silver Blue Library.

In other words:

This is not in line with the style of capital!

It can't be that the entire team behind Chu Kuang regards money as dirt, right

"Who knows what role you play behind Chu Kuang? After all, the pen name Chu Kuang is well managed, and your Silver Blue Library has always been the main beneficiary."

Song Fang said sarcastically.

After saying this, Song Fang suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He found that it was Wang Luo who was looking at him quietly. His eyes seemed to contain a hint of disgust, and he immediately looked embarrassed.

Song Fang felt a little guilty.

Ling Kong was not guilty. He looked around and sneered, "Today is such an important occasion, but Teacher Xianyu, Chu Kuang's best friend, didn't show up. Don't you think it's weird?"

Everyone looked and saw that it was true.

There were so many big names at the scene, but Xianyu didn't show up, which is very unreasonable.

However, Wang Luo, the richest man in Blue Star, raised his eyebrows slightly and took a breath without anyone noticing.

"The live broadcast is about to begin. I am honored to be today's host, An Hong."

A voice came from the left.

The next moment.

Blue Star’s famous host An Hong appeared on the stage.

Although An Hong didn't know why—

It is said that he is Teacher Chu Kuang's agent, and the man named Jin Mu has been recommending to the Literature and Art Association to be the host

However, An Hong is very excited and looking forward to hosting such a special live broadcast!

Because he knew very well how many people in the outside world would pay attention to today's unique live broadcast.

You can imagine:

The world's attention will be focused here soon!

"Please take a seat."

An Hong announced: "The live broadcast has officially begun."

drop!

Global live broadcast signals are connected instantly.

Amid the astonishment of the backstage staff, pairs of dull eyes stared at the rising online ratings curves of major platforms, and their hearts were shocked like never before!

"Nima!"

"Crazy!"

This is definitely the most watched live broadcast in history, unprecedented and unparalleled!

at the same time.

In front of countless computers, televisions, and mobile phones, countless eyes are watching, countless mouths are reading, and countless people are excited.

Some people have already started to fantasize:

Will the live broadcast begin with the mysterious old thief Chu Kuang greeting the audience and introducing himself in a friendly manner

The result is regrettable.

The first thing that the global audience sees is a huge stage filled with people.

Among these people there are many big names who are familiar to the audience or even well-known, but today everyone surprisingly doesn't pay much attention to them.

Live broadcast.

On the Internet.

Everyone's attention is on the center of the stage.

There was a computer desk with a cup of warm tea on it. In front of the desk was a simple chair, on which sat a figure in a black coat with his back straight.

This is…

Chu Kuang

The eyes in front of various screens suddenly lit up, but unfortunately the camera did not even show the face of the man in the blue shirt.

"Chu Kuang!"

"It must be him!"

"Looking at the back, he looks very young?"

"I remember Shadow or someone else revealed before that the three friends are all very young."

"Good fellow, do you really believe it?"

"Whoever is sitting there now can be Chu Kuang. Song Fang is right. This guy must be an image spokesperson, the kind that was carefully selected. I guess he has already started to silently recite what he is going to write later."

"Why don't you show your face?"

"It's already this late, do you still want to hide?"

"Just watch it with peace of mind. Since the old thief dared to broadcast it live, he will definitely give everyone an explanation!"

There were many comments in the comments.

With great curiosity and anticipation.

The bigwigs at the live broadcast site also stared at the back with their eyes wide open without blinking, and some even leaned forward, but unfortunately they still couldn't see the front.

"Is it him?"

Song Fang asked Ling Kong beside him, feeling his heartbeat speeding up. His mind kept telling himself, “This is fake, fake, fake, fake…”

Still no use.

The influence Chu Kuang has accumulated over the years is too terrifying!

From today’s scene and formation, you can tell how big this live broadcast is!

If I take a wrong step, I will no longer have a place in the online world, and perhaps even my real life will be affected!

Lingkong's blood was boiling, his eyes fixed on the stage, his fists clenched so tightly that the joints were turning white, his nails had already pierced deeply into his flesh:

“Who the hell are you!?”

Lingkong has staked everything on this moment, his eyes are bloodshot.