Ning Huanxin once visited a live broadcast platform as a guest. Although the interview was not live broadcast in the live broadcast room, because she was very curious about this industry, Ning Huanxin later downloaded several live broadcast software when she was bored and couldn't watch it. There are few live broadcasts by online anchors, so I am definitely no stranger to this kind of room and this kind of style.
"Why is there no anchor in the live broadcast room?"
Jian Yunyi on the side suddenly asked.
The picture of this video is not static. Although the video picture always looks like one picture, the clock on the wall is moving, which proves that this is not a static picture.
The three people continued to watch carefully, and no one said anything.
After a while, the picture in the video was still the same. No one appeared, there was not even any movement, only the clock on the wall was moving slowly.
"Twelve o'clock midnight."
Li Huafei glanced at the clock in the video. Her eyes were really good, because the clock was hung on another wall and was not directly facing the video camera. But even so, Li Huafei still saw the time.
Twelve o'clock at midnight.
When Ning Huanxin heard Li Huafei's words, her eyes were filled with suspicion—
What exactly is this video trying to say? Who put this video at the door of his room
What does the empty live broadcast room mean at midnight
A full half hour, no more, no less.
The entire video lasted for thirty minutes. After thirty minutes, the picture in the video suddenly disappeared and turned into pitch black.
No more, the video ends here.
And for the entire thirty minutes, no one appeared in the entire video, and there was no sound. What on earth is this foreshadowing
"Huanxin, I remember that you were interviewed on a live webcast recently?"
After turning off the video and taking out the CD, Li Huafei suddenly turned around and asked Ning Huanxin.
She had been studying Ning Huanxin's information in the past two days, so she naturally knew a lot about her situation in Yanjing.
"Um."
Hearing Li Huafei's words, Ning Huanxin couldn't help but nod: "Yes, I did a live interview with a very interesting and courageous female anchor...ah!"
Speaking of this, Ning Huanxin's face suddenly changed slightly: "Sister Li, is that female anchor in danger? Her name is Shan Zhihan, and she is a fan of mine!"
As she said this, Ning Huanxin took out her mobile phone anxiously and started looking for Shan Zhihan's contact information.
Naturally, Ning Huanxin did not have her phone number, but during the last live broadcast, Shanzhihan showed Ning Huanxin her official account. Later, Ning Huanxin kept remembering it and quietly followed it.
Seeing Ning Huanxin's anxious look, Jian Yunyi on the side said nothing, but looked at Ning Huanxin curiously.
How can a junior sister be so anxious for someone who has nothing to do with her
This really didn't look like the little junior sister in his memory.
"Huan Xin, don't worry, I can find the contact information of Shan Zhihan here."
At this time, Li Huafei opened a system in his laptop. After entering the password, an information database immediately appeared on the computer screen.
Li Huafei entered the name of Shan Zhihan, and soon, a lot of information appeared.
"Jian Yunyi, call!"
Li Huafei pointed to the phone number that appeared on the computer and shouted to Jian Yunyi.