"There is no threshold for live broadcasting?" Shi Wangyue said calmly: "There is a threshold for live broadcasting, but the threshold for doing live broadcasting is inside. Everyone can do live broadcasting, but if they want to cash in, make money, support themselves, or even want to be popular, that's right
There are very high barriers to entry. Live streaming is a winner-takes-all industry. The prospects for organizations are good, but..." He stopped talking.
"I'm just a travel and food blogger with millions of fans." Xia Dai shrugged.
He is very self-aware of his identity.
"That's not bad." Shi Wangyue smiled slightly, his deep eyes hiding his appreciation for Xia Dai.
"It's not bad." Xia Dai smiled brightly, "To tell you the truth, although what I am doing now is nothing compared to you, I am still very satisfied."
"That's right." Shi Wangyue nodded, "Life does not have only one direction. We can grow as we please and dominate the world, or we can be steady and steady."
"Youyou also said something similar." Xia Dai laughed out loud, showing his boldness.
A few years ago, after he entered college, he could not find his goal and direction in life, and he had no motivation to start a career.
Seeing that he was a little depressed, his sister asked him: "What do you like to do?"
He said: "I have no ambition in life. I just like to eat and have fun, and have fun with everyone."
If you have this salty fish mentality in an ordinary family, you may be criticized by your parents or relatives and friends around you for not being able to make progress.
But he is lucky enough to have a pair of enlightened and fully supportive parents.
They never asked him for anything.
Even though he had already made it clear that he didn't like going to work and didn't want to work, they never said anything wrong to him.
However, as a boy, if he doesn't study hard every day and doesn't want to work hard, if he hangs around for a long time, he will begin to doubt his own sense of value and will want to start rethinking the meaning of life.
However, after thinking about it, he didn't know how to make a breakthrough in this area.
It wasn’t until my sister listened to his idea that she shared with him some vlogs from internet celebrity bloggers with very high-quality content.
He began to think and wanted to combine his strengths and preferences to create his own lifestyle and explore the value in this way of working.
Then, he decided to develop in the direction of self-media.
Because he is doing something he wants to do and loves to do, he has the heart to do it well.
After deciding on his future career direction, he began to learn how to operate his own self-media account bit by bit. Gradually, because of his interesting and informative content, he was liked and followed by more and more fans.
After so many years, he has become a travel and food blogger with millions of fans.
On weekdays, you can live very well relying on advertising fees and live broadcast sales.
Not to mention, he and his father created their own gourmet food brand and had their own gourmet food processing factory.
Nowadays, these foods are relatively well-known on the Internet, they have no worries about sales, and their daily turnover is gratifying.
Shi Wangyue looked at Xia Dai's face full of pride and satisfaction, lowered her head, and went downstairs with a smile.
To be honest, he is an arrogant person. There are very few people in his life that he can look into, let alone envy.
However, he envied Xia Dai.
This has nothing to do with his origin, talent, appearance, etc.
Rather, Xia Dai was one of the few people he had seen in his life who could live in the unconditional love of his parents.
So he has lived an open life since he was a child.
I feel mediocre, but I actually have a warm glow but I don't know it.
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The men upstairs focused on career topics and delved into them in detail.
The topic of the women downstairs jumped from the disturbing neighbors next door to literary and artistic products.
The girl's gentle voice seemed to have become more passionate because of this humid rainy day.
"I always feel that their music, literature, and products all reveal this soft and nuanced sense of daily life. The cuts are small, very calm, the wind is light and the clouds are light, which makes people feel comfortable and moved. It feels like looking up at the sea breeze.
The sky is full of beautiful thoughts and keeps you grounded."
Generally speaking, women's minds are more changeable in some aspects, while men are more focused.
This is the magic of the Creator.
The rain outside the window began to fall lightly, and fine raindrops fell on the fiery red pomegranate flowers in the yard, and the slightly downward-sloping petals showed an elegant look.
Xie Haitang noticed the young man who was wearing his son's clothes and coming downstairs. He looked as handsome as the bamboo forest. Joy appeared in his eyes: "Come here for tea when I'm young."
It is the joy of seeing a junior you like.
Shi Wangyue smiled slightly, agreed happily, and then sat down on the sofa next to Ning Youguang.
Xie Haitang handed him a freshly poured cup of tea.
But when Shi Wangyue saw the green tea soup in the white porcelain cup, she said apologetically: "Sorry, Aunt Xie, my stomach is not good, so I can't drink green tea."
Xie Haitang paused and said, "Then let me make you another pot of Jin Junmei and Dahongpao. Can you drink it?"
Just when Shi Wangyue was about to agree, Ning Youguang, who was next to him, looked at him with a smile, "Mingqian Longjing, it's the hot summer season in July and August. You can drink a little, it won't be a problem."
"Oh." Shi Wangyue immediately picked up the cup of Longjing that he had originally rejected and took a sip.
Xia Dai, who followed him downstairs, looked at him and smacked his tongue, "I mean, old classmate, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you still listen to what my family says."
Shi Wangyue pursed her lips and smiled, "She's right."
Ning Youguang glanced sideways at Xia Dai, "I'm a professional, of course he listens to me."
Xie Haitang looked at the children in front of him and smiled gently, "We will have lunch at home when we are young."
Then, she stood up and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look, and you two can chat."
"Then it's troublesome."
Shi Wangyue sat on the sofa, consciously picked up the teapot, and elegantly refilled the empty cups on the coffee table.
A delicate three-dimensional face, hidden in the moist mist, is as handsome and noble as an ink painting.
At this moment, Xia Rong came out after finishing writing in the study.
"Grandpa." Shi Wangyue finished pouring the tea, stood up and bowed to him.
"It's time." Xia Rong raised his hand and asked him to sit down.
"Yes." Shi Wangyue sat down gracefully, then picked up a bag he had brought with him from the edge of the sofa, and handed it to Xia Rong with both hands, "I heard someone joking and being naughty this morning, and I knocked over your vase. I'm extremely sorry.
These are the two bottles I selected at Qiao’s private residence two days ago, I hope they can make up for your regret a little bit."
When Shi Wangyue finished speaking, the living room of Xia Zhai fell into silence.
Not only Xia Rong was stunned, but Ning Youguang and Xia Dai also looked at the ordinary-looking paper bag in his hand in surprise.
None of the people present here expected that what was inside was actually a private collection selected from the Qiao family's private residence.1314