I frowned, these traditional entertainers generally look down on us anchors, thinking that we all rely on selling meat to attract popularity. It's just that I didn't expect that they were so rude when they were begging us for help.
Tang Mingli said bluntly: "Our condition, if you don't want to, you don't have to participate."
The middle-aged woman is Teng Lan's manager, and she said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you talking like that? Our Teng Lan is a first-line male star, and we have a lot of female fans. Having him join will definitely help you increase your ratings."
Tang Mingli said with a half-smile, "How much can you improve?"
The female agent said triumphantly: "There must be no problem attracting 30,000 to 50,000 viewers."
"Thirty to fifty thousand?" Tang Mingli sneered. Said, "The last time our live broadcast had more than one million viewers, 30,000 to 50,000, it's not enough to fit between the teeth."
"What? More than one million?" The female agent was stunned for a moment, and even Teng Lan showed an expression of disbelief.
It's just a webcast, how can so many people watch it
Don't brag
The female manager showed contempt once again, and turned to Teng Lan and said, "Teng Lan, this is the company's decision. Take it as an ordinary announcement, bear with it."
I frowned and said, "Mr. Teng Lan, our live broadcast is very dangerous. You have to think clearly."
The female manager sneered, and thought: How dangerous can it be? Who doesn't know that the so-called horror live broadcasts on the Internet are full of tricks and special effects? "
Teng Lan hooked the corner of her mouth and said, "Is it dangerous or not? I know it myself. When shall we start?"
Seeing the disbelief in his eyes, I shook my head helplessly. The thought of being his nanny later to ensure his safety gave me a headache.
As night fell, I opened the live broadcast room and pointed the camera at Teng Lan: "Dear viewers and friends, you have lucky eyes today, come and see today's guests."
Isn't this the hero of "The Domineering President's Little Wife"
Wow, another little fresh meat, anchor, you can open a harem now.
Anchor, how come there are actors participating in the live broadcast? Do you want to enter the entertainment industry
Xiao Xianrou is so handsome, I'm going to watch a TV series starring him.
I said to Teng Lan: "Say hello to the audience friends."
"Hello everyone, audience." Teng Lan was a little absent-minded, and the audience immediately dissatisfied.
Isn't this the famous actor with facial paralysis? No matter what you shoot, you will have a dead face, and you will pull anything.
Yes, our tyrant is ten thousand times better than him.
I said silently in my heart: "Fortunately, he can't see these barrages."
I told the audience about the residential area, and then said mysteriously: "Guys, what's the secret in the community? Is that emerald ornament back then has terrifying magic power? Let's find out."
We passed the alley and walked into the residential area. It was only past eight o'clock, and none of the rooms were lit. Tang Mingli and I became vigilant, only Teng Lan was still acting like a fool, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his heart.
Play tricks!
Tang Mingli pointed to a small bungalow in front. Said: "That's Lu Laosan's room."
I nodded: "Go, go in and have a look."
The lock on the door was broken a long time ago. We pushed the door open and went in, and a chilly air rushed towards us.
The house still maintains the appearance of that year, but it is covered with a thick layer of dust.
"Tyrant, we split into two groups. You go to the bedroom, and Teng Lan and I go to the kitchen." I said.
He nodded: "Be careful."
Teng Lan frowned, and said with a sneer in his heart: "Are you deliberately creating a chance to be alone with me? I've seen a lot of women like this."
Teng Lan's acting skills are poor, her personality is not very good, and she likes to play with female stars, but she is highly praised by Jiayi Entertainment. It is precisely because of his extraordinary background that he is the only son of Boss Jiayi.
He never took the initiative to pursue women, but those female stars who wanted to be famous would scramble to climb into his bed.
therefore. He thought I was like that too.
At this moment, I don't know what he's thinking, otherwise I would have kicked him to Tang Mingli and let him deal with him properly.
The kitchen was scorched and completely pitch black. It was here that Lu Laosan committed suicide and died.
I glanced at Teng Lan, he didn't take the live broadcast seriously at all, he didn't believe that my live broadcast room could have millions of people.
Besides, even with a million popularity, it is impossible to compare with the TV station.
Suddenly, I noticed something walking quickly under the stove, I was startled, and picked up the mahogany sword vigilantly.
Teng Lan sneered and said, "Maybe it's just a big mouse, don't be so nervous."
This Teng Lan's eyes are not good, have you ever seen such a big mouse
Everyone should be more tolerant of him, after all, he is acting in a soap opera. How much IQ can you have
Hehe, with his IQ, he can't survive three minutes in a horror movie.
I stared fixedly at the cabinet under the stove, the door was ajar, I stretched out my mahogany sword, and was about to open the door when I heard a female voice say softly, "What are you doing here?"
Both of us were startled. It turned out that there was a back door in the kitchen. A woman came in through the back door. She was very thin. It was only early autumn, but she was wearing a red down jacket and looked at us deeply.
"Who are you?" I asked warily.
"My surname is Zeng, and I live in the house at the back." The woman said, "I heard some movement here, so I can see if a thief has entered."
Teng Lan said arrogantly, "Do we look like thieves?"
The woman's eyes turned around us: "Are you here to explore? Young people nowadays. They all like to find excitement, and they can come several times a month. Come and sit with me, and I will tell you about this family. s story."
I hesitated for a moment, but Teng Lan agreed directly: "That's sorry."
I frowned and said, "I'll call the tyrant."
"What are you calling him for?" Tang Lan didn't like Tang Mingli very much. There was someone more handsome than him. If he was with him, wouldn't he take away the camera and popularity
As I said that, Teng Lan stretched out his hand to pull my arm, and I withdrew my hand as if I had been scorched. Since the incident with Yin Shengyao, I've been very repelled to have physical contact with strange men.
Strangely, this didn't work for Tang Mingli. Perhaps, it was because he was different from other men.
He once saw my ugly and disgusting face, and he didn't show any disgust.
At that time, as long as others don't look at me strangely. I am very satisfied.
I turned my head and said, "Let's go."
Teng Lan made a "cut", and said in her heart: "Prudish, who knows what you look like under your mask, maybe it's a dinosaur. How can a beautiful woman come to live broadcast what the hell!"
Damn it, he actually wants to eat our anchor's tofu!
Teng Lan is the most handsome, how could he eat tofu from an internet hostess? Even if it's food, then the female anchor is also making money, okay? What's the point of pretending to be tall? From now on, the female anchor will turn black!
The elementary school students in front don’t come out and make a fool of yourself. Our anchor’s live broadcast is complete, no, it’s the only one in the country. There are so many actors like Teng Lan, can he compare with our female anchor
Those who supported Teng Lan were scolded bloody, and dared not speak again.
We followed the woman out of Lu's house, through a narrow alley, and came to another family's house.
This family is very poor, the house is barren, and the woman poured us a glass of water. Teng Lan looked at the dirty glass with disgust, and didn't even touch it.
There was a faint putrid smell in the room, like the smell of dead rats.
I asked, "Sister, is there anyone else in your family?"
"My husband has been dead for many years. Fortunately, Xiaobao and I are dependent on each other." When the woman talked about her son, her face was full of smiles, but the smile quickly sank again, "My son is sick. It's lying in the room inside."
I turned my head and took a look into the half-hidden bedroom. It was dark inside, filled with an eerie atmosphere. A rustling sound came from inside, as if something was crawling non-stop.
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