11:30 pm.
In the live broadcast room of the Pressure Release Station.
Su Chen and Fan Shan had already adjusted the equipment. At this time, the live-stream room had already started warming up.
The live broadcast room with a black screen was slowly filled with people and bullet comments.
"Brother Su, don't be nervous about the live broadcast later. I'll cooperate with you.”
"If you make any mistakes, I'll help you pull them back in time, so you can be more casual and treat it as a chat.”
Fan Shan was holding a thermos flask filled with goji berry water.
He took a sip happily and said calmly,
"Is that so? Thank you, Brother Shan.”
Su Chen smiled.
"I'm already middle-aged, so I have to soak myself in a thermos flask. Brother Shan, you have to take care of your health. Don't tire yourself out because of work.”
"Haha, thank you for your concern, brother. It's true that I've fallen into a lot of problems because of my work these past few years. I'm a true career maniac!”
Fan Shan said.
However, just as he finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment.
What did he mean by a middle-aged man being forced to soak wolfberries in a thermos cup?
Why did these words sound a little painful?
Maybe he's concerned about me?
Fan Shan looked at Su Chen suspiciously.
Seeing his sincere smile, Fan Shan didn't say anything.
Perhaps she was really thinking too much. The child was quite kind.
Just like that, half an hour quickly passed.
"Alright, all departments, get ready. 30 seconds countdown, get ready to broadcast.”
Just as the two of them continued chatting, the director's voice suddenly sounded in their ears.
Although it had not started broadcasting yet, the number of people in the live broadcast room was already close to 60,000.
F * ck, this number was even more than the number of people he had just started broadcasting!
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Fan Shan wouldn't have believed that this was the second day of a young live streamer's broadcast.
Seeing this, Fan Shan instantly felt a little sour.
However, on second thought, the more people, the better. This way, he would definitely make a killing today.
Then, he looked at Su Chen, who was waiting for the broadcast, and sneered in his heart.
Kid, thank you for your popularity. In the end, you're still going to give me a wedding dress.
"Get ready. The live broadcast is starting."
Fan Shan sat up straight and cleared his throat.
"Yes."
Su Chen smiled imperceptibly.
Then, he started his opening speech with the music.
"Welcome to the pressure release station. I'm today's host, Su Chen, and today's big shot assistant, Mr. Fan Shan.”
Hearing Su Chen's introduction, Fan Shan adjusted his headset and said in a somewhat unpleasant voice,"
"Hello, dear audience, I am your caring brother, Fan Shan. I haven't seen you for a few days. Did you miss me?”
Fan Shan was not simply introducing himself.
He completely treated Su Chen's live broadcast room as his own and even started to talk about daily life.
Bai Lu and the others who were standing outside the glass window saw this scene and frowned.
Fan Shan, that old dog! This was too much of a bully!
He looked at Su Chen, who was sitting in the main seat. He was holding a pen in his hand and had a warm smile on his face. He was still as calm as ever.
It seemed like he didn't care about this scene at all.
Could it be that he had already guessed today's situation?
And then completely give up struggling?
Or could it be that Su Chen had a plan in mind and could deal with everything?
At this moment, everyone could not help but feel puzzled.
This was because they felt that Su Chen, as a newcomer, was too calm after his lines and rhythm were completely stolen.
Everyone was worried for Su Chen.
After a while, Fan Shan finally stopped talking and gave the topic to Su Chen.
It wasn't because he had a conscience, but because he realized that the rhythm of the bullet comments in the live broadcast room today wasn't quite right.
It was still alright at the beginning, but there were nearly 40,000 people watching the live broadcast.
This was slightly higher than the number of viewers in his own live broadcast room.
Moreover, he could see that most of these people were his fans. Although there were also bullet comments mentioning Su Chen's name, it was only a small number.
However, as the number of viewers in the live stream reached more than 80,000, the direction of the bullet comments suddenly changed.
"Damn, what's going on? Did I go to the wrong live broadcast room? Why is it Fan Shan, this four-eyed?"
"Where's the host? Where's my treasure trove host!"
"Well, Brother Shan, although I'm your fan, this seems to be his live broadcast room. Aren't you talking too much?”
"Hey, hey, who is this brainless person? It's been so long. Why is your mouth even more broken than my grandmother's long johns?”
"F * ck, did my friend say that there would be a surprise when she entered this live broadcast room yesterday? Why was there only a fool chatting awkwardly?”
"Teacher Su, say something. If you don't say anything, I'll leave.”
Immediately after, Fan Shan watched as the number of viewers in the live broadcast room started to drop from 80,000.
The more he looked, the more shocked he became, especially when he realized that even his fans were trying to persuade him to shut up.
He realized that this was not going to work. If this continued, he would be the scapegoat.
So he quickly gave the microphone to Su Chen.
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