Chapter 359 This underworld live broadcast is not something normal people can watch!
Feideli agreed to help sponsor clothing and props, but made a request to live broadcast the goods.
However... the anchor he wants to invite to bring goods is not Wang Qi, but Xiao Zhan.
When Wang Qi said this, not only did Wang Qi have a question mark on his face, but there were also corn kernels stuck to the corners of his mouth. He also opened his eyes wide with confusion and exclaimed: "Ah, why am I so famous?"
Feideli nodded repeatedly: "We have always looked forward to cooperating with you, Miss Xiaozhan."
"Wait a minute, Boss Fei." Wang Qi couldn't help but said, "I have to ask, are you making a mistake?"
Although Xiaozhang follows Wang Qi's live broadcast and is somewhat famous, the audience is limited to Wang Qi's live broadcast room. In terms of traffic, Wang Qi has higher traffic, right?
Is he not handsome enough or does he have some bad deeds?
Feideli once again showed a troubled expression and said to Wang Qi very implicitly: "The main reason is... the temperament doesn't suit him."
In fact, there is no conflict between Wang Qi and Fei Deli's target ghost customers. Wang Qi is still quite popular among some ghost people and yakshas.
But after all, he is a spirit exorcist, and popular science exorcism is also an exorcism.
If you ask a cat to help a mouse promote products, who can accept this?
Xiaozhan is still the most suitable.
Especially on Halloween some time ago, Xiaozhang fought a group of yakshas in the underworld, and the story spread.
As a zombie, he carries a magic weapon used by psychics in the earthly world to restrain ghosts.
She can be called the female ghost idol of the new era.
Wang Qi may be more famous in the world of the underworld, but in the underworld, Xiao Zhan is the top one.
"Miss Xiao Zhan may be more in line with the positioning of our products," Fei Deli continued.
"All right……"
Wang Qi understood that although Fei Deli said it very implicitly, Wang Qi accurately grasped his meaning-this was because he disliked himself for being a supernatural adventure live broadcast.
Alas, it’s no wonder that since they deal with supernatural events all day long, these businesses naturally don’t want their works to have any connection with him.
He is already used to it. The promotions he received before were all about crematoriums and horror houses...
He suspected that the only places that would let him carry goods might be cemeteries and haunted houses.
This is the fate of being a paranormal science popularization and rumor-refuting anchor.
"That's okay. What are the requirements for bringing goods?" Wang Qi accepted it calmly and asked on behalf of Xiaozhang.
"There are no specific requirements. Miss Zhan just needs to sit in the live broadcast room and speak a few words with our anchor. It will last for three days. The location is nearby..." Seeing Wang Qi's agreement, Fei Deli said quickly.
He was very well prepared and full of sincerity. He didn't even have any specific requirements for Xiaozhang's performance in delivering goods. The important thing was to form a good relationship.
Finally, he took out a very formal contract and showed it to Wang Qi.
Wang Qi carefully read the contract, confirmed that there was no problem, and asked Xiao Zhan to sign her name on it crookedly - fortunately, she can now write her own word "Zhang".
"Our live broadcast is usually at night, so I will come to pick up Miss Xiaozhan tomorrow." Putting away the contract, Feideli said with a smile.
This contract was drawn up by the Bureau of Spiritual Management and has certain binding force on ghosts.
Although based on Xiaozhang's previous performance, he doubted whether this binding force would work on her. After all, she wore the exorcism weapon as jewelry... but this at least proved Wang Qi's willingness to cooperate.
Watching Feideli leave, Wang Qi looked quite melancholy.
From the first day he became an anchor, he dreamed of the day when his traffic would be realized in the future.
Although there is no shortage of money now, it is still a thought.
In the end, he didn't expect that Xiaozhang would realize it for him first.
Xiaozhang noticed Wang Qi's expression and patted Wang Qi on the shoulder: "I'll support you."
Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, then reached out angrily to wipe the corn kernels from the corner of Xiao Zhan's mouth.
"You should never have been allowed to watch The King of Comedy in the first place!"
Time flies to the next day.
After Shen Jie and the others got better from their cold, they went to interview Fan Jing and the Wei family again to wrap up the show, then said goodbye to Wang Qi and returned to the imperial capital.
This evening arrived.
The crew from outside Guimen Village came here one after another, bringing boxes of goods and filling the open space at the entrance of the village.
Fang Yatong, who had been staying in his tent for most of the time, quickly walked out.
Looking at the boxes one by one, I was full of curiosity.
She asked the senior consultant of the production team who was squatting next to her: "What are these?"
After she got to know Xiao Hei a little better these days, she was no longer as scared as she was at the beginning.
"Sponsored costumes and props." The little black dog replied.
"So many." Fang Yatong said in surprise.
At this time, Liu Xiaocui, who was wearing a short skirt on a cold day, came over with an iron basin and put it on the open space. When he saw her, he greeted her: "Miss Fang, please come and help me."
"Okay!" Fang Yatong agreed quickly.
It's been too miserable to stay in the mountains these days. There's no way I could get the treatment of staying in a nanny van when I was in the group.
Maybe there are good things you need in these supplies.
Then...she saw Liu Xiaocui hand her a lighter, open a box, take out a few pieces of paper clothes and put them into the iron basin: "You are responsible for lighting the fire."
Fang Yatong: "???"
Xiao Hei explained from the side that in order to turn these paper works into items that can be used by spirits and ghosts, they must be burned alive.
There were not many people alive at the scene...
The Italian funeral company directly brought the paper works here and let them burn them themselves.
The main reason is that the Yin soldiers are not in position and cannot express themselves through the underworld.
It’s more convenient to just drag the paper work here.
So Fang Yatong lit the paper clothes with a depressed expression, and the flames instantly burned those things to ashes.
Liu Xiaocui dug around inside and pulled out several pieces of period clothing.
"The clothes made by Dali Funeral Company are exquisite, and the products of this brand are of good quality." Liu Xiaocui was still commenting.
Only then did Fang Yatong realize that this was the underworld online shopping that Xiao Gao and the others mentioned the night before yesterday...
She asked speechlessly: "Sister Xiaocui, is there anything I can use here?"
"Yes, I have."
Liu Xiaocui thought for a while and said: "The Italian Funeral Company is quite generous. It also comes with a few boxes of incense candles, matching elegiac couplets, white silk and so on. Oh, and there are also several wreaths, which are very beautiful. Let's put them in your tent later. , it looks so festive!”
Fang Yatong: "No, thank you..."
This crew is really hellish!
After unpacking the goods and lighting the paper works, Liu Xiaocui pulled out pieces of clothing and various shooting props from the brazier.
It soon became completely dark.
Fang Yatong felt that her hands were numb.
"Xiao Cui, come quickly, Xiao Zhan's live broadcast is about to begin!" Zheng Ziyu greeted from a distance.
So the work in the underworld temporarily stopped, and Fang Yatong followed her into the tent while rubbing her numb hands.
Linlin, Xiao Gao, Lao Chen and others are also here.
"Live streaming, I'm quite familiar with this." Fang Yatong told them with a little pride.
As an A-list star back then, she occasionally did live broadcasts to earn extra money, and the commission for each scene was quite high.
Maybe I can give you some advice later.
Seeing many people/ghosts crowded together, she took out her mobile phone: "Which live broadcast room is it?"
"Our mobile phones cannot receive the live broadcast." Lao Chen shook his head at her.
"Mobile phones in the upper world cannot receive live broadcasts in the underworld, unless they are contaminated by supernatural beings, or have mobile phone spiritual devices like Brother Qi." Xiao Gao explained at the side.
"That's it..."
When Fang Yatong was feeling regretful, Zheng Ziyu was already holding her beloved mobile phone, opened the live broadcast room where Xiaozhan was bringing goods, and showed it to everyone.
In the dark live broadcast room, the female ghost anchor sister and Xiao Zang were sitting side by side.
The female ghost anchor enthusiastically introduced Xiaozhang’s identity.
Xiao Zhan, who was dressed in red, nodded in agreement from time to time and said "oh oh" in agreement.
The female ghost anchor quickly started to display products after getting warmed up.
The first thing I took out was a special paper shovel.
"The same type of Baotianxing shovel as Xiaozhang is used for digging graves. Our paper-making masters are making and burning it right now. If you place an order now, you can also get Xiaozhan's autograph..." The female ghost anchor was filled with excitement.
Fedeli obviously has a lot of business acumen.
And Xiao Zhan is indeed a drama star. Maybe he had checked the tutorial online before, and said to the side with a pompous expression: "omg, buy it, buy it quickly!"
Then seven or eight ghosts placed orders for a shovel that was useless in the underworld in the blink of an eye.
It seems that there are many wealthy ghosts who are busy in the underworld.
When Xiao Gao and the other three saw this, they couldn't help but sigh, "Is this okay even if the underworld has learned about branding?"
There are also many ghost friends posting comments in the live broadcast room.
“I bought the shovel for no other reason than to provide it!”
"Buy it and take it with you when I reincarnate."
"Xiao Zhan is so beautiful. When will you die? I will wait for you in the underworld."
"Back then I fell in love with a zombie, dumped her and found a dead man, and suddenly I felt so regretful..."
"Why are there no female zombies in the underworld!"
"When will you reincarnate, Xiaozhang? Let's go together."
There is an endless stream of barrages from the underworld.
The live broadcast room even has a gift function.
They are all auspicious objects such as urns, tombstones, wreaths, and coffins.
A big ghost owner sent a wreath as a reward, with special effects that filled the screen, along with blessings such as early death and early rebirth.
Fang Yatong, who stood in the tent and watched the live broadcast for a while, covered her eyes with a troubled expression and silently exited the tent.
I just feel like it's full of mental pollution.
As an ordinary person, she was worried that she might lose her mind if she continued reading...
This live broadcast from the underworld is not something normal people can watch!