Chapter 75 Weekends are of course the time to study!
Online live broadcasting has been a hot topic recently. Some experts have criticized those Internet celebrity live broadcasts that rely on their appearance and exposure to stimulate the fan economy. However, they can't wait to stand in front of the screen and lecture on academics and can easily make a monthly income.
million.
But live broadcasting is not something everyone can do. Nowadays, the world is about appearance. Countless people have died in person over the years. If you want to gain a certain popularity on the Internet platform, even if it is not a photo
Internet celebrity faces, at the very least, they have to look non-disgraceful.
Even though he has a blood-red figure, butterfly-blue hair, and the face of the third young master of the Tang family... he sings "Ah Wuhuan..." in front of the screen.
At the very least, it looks more festive this way.
Xiaoxuan gave Dad Wang a lot of inspiration. The subject of live broadcast should be regarded as a national topic, with a strong sense of substitution and interest. But how to develop this subject and make the subject more interesting is what Dad will do next.
Something to think about.
After hearing Xiaoxuan's opinion, Dad Wang quickly thanked everyone in the live broadcast room, and then went offline within minutes.
When people on the Internet saw the profile picture of "Wang Jiaomei" turned gray, they instantly knew... This powerful figure in the online novel world is about to take action again!
This time... what kind of bloody storm is going on?
Dad Wang is a very efficient person, and this efficiency is reflected in all aspects. For example, while boiling water, Dad Wang can complete the following three things on the toilet: eating, reading newspapers, and switching between hundreds of trumpets and
Trolls in my own book review section are attacking each other.
That night, Dad Wang stayed up late to lay out the basic framework and outline of his new book. Even the opening chapter of the new book was completed.
Book title: "The Live Broadcast Life of the Immortal King"
Introduction: This is a story about a big shot in the world of cultivation who cannot suppress the ancient power within his body, and live broadcasts his daily life of cultivating immortals and behaving cutely in the human world.
"..."
Wang Ling kept looking at Dad Wang's computer screen, always feeling an ominous premonition.
With Dad Wang's current writing level, things like the opening of the article have already been done smoothly. He checked for typos back and forth. Then Dad Wang just clicked the mouse and directly emailed the document to his editor-in-chief.
Father Wang’s editor-in-chief’s surname is Song, and his name is Song Zikai, and his editor code is: Lie Shou. The circle has nicknamed this editor-in-chief “Lie Mengmeng”. When he was a guest at his house before, Wang Ling used his pupil technique to check this person out
This is the business card of Wang. This is the only editor that Wang Wang has contacted offline in the more than ten years since his debut in the online literary world. He is a very popular-looking and thin young man. He looks a bit frail and has neatly trimmed hair.
Chopped bangs give people a clean look.
With the computer on, Dad Wang made a cup of tea and waited quietly for a while. Soon he heard a "ding dong" sound! - Editor Song's reply came!
For this industry-leading editor and promoter of high-quality novels, the average review time is only thirty seconds! This fact makes Wang Ling feel particularly amazing.
Wang Ling took a rough look at the content of the reply and said that the subject matter was very bright and the writing had no problems. However, after all, considering the appalling results of Father Wang’s first book and Father Wang’s current status on the website, Lie Mengmeng planned to let Wang
Dad will write a few more chapters, make up 20,000 words, and then post them to a trial website to test the waters first.
Wang Ling has heard of this website. It is a VIP novel website specially opened by Xiuzhen Reading Network for old readers who have been registered on the website for more than a hundred years and have upper-class spending power. On this website, you can be the first to read the test of the novel master.
New works, and you can leave a message to the author and put forward your thoughts and opinions.
Looking at this reply, Dad Wang was silent for a while, and finally nodded to accept it. After all, it took him more than ten years to gradually perfect the godhead of Wang Situ. The market popularity of the second new book is unknown.
Under the circumstances, Dad Wang really didn’t dare to send it out rashly, otherwise if his grades were not up to standard, his godhead would be shattered! He... would definitely become the laughing stock of the industry, right?
In this regard, Wang Ling felt speechless: "..." A person who can attract 300,000 viewers on a live broadcast platform that has nothing to do with online novels just by relying on a pen name, what the hell do you want to do with those websites?
live!?
…
In the morning, Aunt Wang prepared breakfast, deep-fried dough sticks, soy milk and Aunt Wang’s signature rejuvenation noodles. Aunt Wang took off her apron and shouted upstairs: “You two are down for dinner!”
Wang Ling looked at the table full of food and was so moved that he almost cried... After being tortured by Juan's mother's dark cooking during those days in No. 59 Middle School, probably only the food cooked by Wang's mother could make up for his wounded heart.
While eating, Dad Wang pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, stared at Wang Ling carefully for a while, and sighed: "Tsk, you seem to have gained weight in the past two days."
Wang Ling touched his face, and he did feel that there seemed to be a little more fat on his cheeks... This was probably the result of eating Juanma's food and fermenting it in his stomach.
But it doesn't matter. Losing weight has never been difficult for Wang Ling...
Wang Ling was seen rubbing his cheeks hard with both hands, and the fat on his face was instantly rubbed off like plasticine.
This was the first time for Father Wang and Mother Wang to see Wang Ling's ability: "..." This is all okay!?
Dad Wang took a bite of the rejuvenation noodles and asked, "How have you been living in the community these past two days?"
Wang Ling was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head.
"I heard that Ming Ming sent you the sealing talisman. A lot of things happened?"
Wang Ling nodded.
Dad Wang sighed: "Actually, I think you are just too nervous. Maybe be more natural and nothing will happen. You should have more contact with your peers, you know?"
Wang Ling continued to nod.
"Okay! Why are you talking about this while eating!"
Mother Wang interrupted Father Wang: "But Ling Ling, remember to review your homework in the past two days. Although you can't do too well in the exam, at least you don't want to be at the bottom. You still have to learn what you need to learn. What you missed in these two days
I have inquired about the classes, and I have gone to your school to get the review materials. You can just take a few minutes to look at them later."
"Okay." Wang Lingyan finally said the first word after returning home in a concise and concise manner.
In fact, Wang Ling did not need to review courses such as talisman and seal scripts and spells at all. But for courses such as history and ideological and political education, Wang Ling still had to take time to memorize them. After missing a week of classes,
Even the top students in the elite class, such as Lin Xiaoyu and Sun Rong, would have to spend a whole day digesting the knowledge.
In comparison, Wang Ling is much more convenient, using the speed reading and memory method... Mom no longer has to worry about my study!
However, before the great weekend study time begins, Wang Ling does not want to be disturbed by anyone while studying, especially when the speed memory technique is being used. If he is disturbed during this period, there will be a high chance of memory confusion.
side effects.
Therefore, in order to avoid this situation, Wang Ling opened his pencil case...
Previously, the pen monsters and rubber spirits that I had inspired could protect him.