"Shoes, oh yes, the shoes are on the sofa in the hall. I'll go get them right away."
"Qin Yu, hurry up and make milk powder for Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan is hungry."
"Okay, I'll go take a dip right away."
…
Guangzhou, this is Qin Yu’s third day back in Guangzhou.
After the incident in Kunlun Mountain was over, Qin Yu returned to Guangzhou and resumed his identity as a nanny, accompanying Meng Yao and Mo Yongxin.
"By the way, Qin Yu, what's going on with this business card on your body? Who is this Ouyang Feifei?"
Qin Yu delivered the milk powder to the room. Meng Yao was arranging his clothes when he saw a business card falling out of his clothes.
After hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Yu finally remembered that he seemed to have agreed to contact Miss Ouyang when she returned to Guangzhou.
"The host of a supernatural website. There is a ghost story teller on their website who is crazy. Last time he said he wanted me to help him check it out, but he forgot about it." Qin Yu said while teasing his round little nose.
"Telling ghost stories makes you crazy. This is too weird." Meng Yao was a little surprised. If telling ghost stories would make him crazy, wouldn't those actors who play bad guys become bad guys?
"Sometimes when people are exposed to something too much, their psychology will be infected unconsciously. If this person tells too many ghost stories, his psychology will also change. This is the same as when we don't dare to read ghost stories in the middle of the night.
Going to the bathroom is the same thing."
"It's the so-called psychological suggestion." Meng Yao concluded.
"Yes, that's the truth."
"Then they should see a psychiatrist. Why are they looking for you?"
"I don't know about this, so I don't pay much attention to it, but now that you remind me, I really want to listen to the recording of that guy named Zhang Qiao."
It was very easy to find an anchor's recording. Qin Yu searched for the word "Zhang Qiao" on Baidu, and a lot of news pages appeared. After a careful scan, Qin Yu discovered that Ouyang Feifei was not lying. This bridge was very popular on the Internet.
fire.
The news that Zhang Qiao went crazy was reported by many influential media, and it was also very popular on some social network platforms. When Qin Yu opened the website Lingyin Pavilion, he found Zhang Qiao’s recording.
Later I noticed that more than one million people had listened to this recording.
"Please don't lift my hair", "Mobile phone ringtones in the middle of the night", "Painting Spirit"...
Qin Yu had read it. There were twelve ghost story recordings under Zhang Qiao's name. Qin Yu casually clicked on one of them.
When the recording is turned on, a burst of low music comes along with the sound of the creaking door opening, giving people a depressing feeling. This is the soundtrack at the beginning of the recording.
"Please, don't blow out my candle. Please, don't blow out my candle."
A weak voice came from the mobile phone, and when the voice came out for the first time, Qin Yu's eyes lit up slightly.
"This is a story about candles. There are many kinds of candles in the world, including wedding candles, longevity candles, and funeral candles. However, you definitely don't know the stories hidden in these candles. Welcome to listen to Zhang Qiao telling ghost stories."
…
Zhang Qiao's voice came through the mobile phone. This voice has a unique magnetism and charm, especially the tone. Just hearing it gives people a refreshing power.
"Wax...candle, why did it suddenly go out? What...what happened..."
The sound on the phone suddenly stopped here.
"Qin Yu, why is there no sound? I just heard it wonderfully." The recording stopped, and Meng Yao, who was listening carefully, couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know either, let me see."
Qin Yu turned on his phone, and a box just popped up on the screen. Seeing this box, Qin Yu knew why there was suddenly no sound.
"The first one is a free trial version. If you want to listen to the next one, you have to recharge and purchase it."
"It's still like this."
"Of course, otherwise how will these anchors make a living? Although there must be piracy on the Internet, if everyone searches for pirated copies, the anchor will have no income, and no one will be willing to be an anchor. In fact, to put it bluntly, this is the principle of fishing in a dry land."
"But wouldn't it be popular if it was given to listeners for free?"
Qin Yu smiled and looked at Meng Yao, "Popularity is a very illusory thing. It is just like an ideal. Talking about ideals when you don't have enough bread is completely nonsense."
"But when I read novels online, they are always free. I also saw some readers saying that free reading can bring popularity to the author, and the author can make money based on this popularity."
Hearing Meng Yao's words, Qin Yu rolled his eyes, "Those are some big authors who make enough money. The copyrights of such authors' books have been sold as soon as they are released. Of course it doesn't matter if film and television companies and game companies pay the bill.
, but most authors still rely on subscriptions to make a living. When reading novels online, haven’t you encountered many eunuch books that were not written halfway through?”
"Yes, and there are many of them. Every time I see a book like this, I get very depressed."
"Hey, these authors have no choice. Those who are not married have to make money, buy a house and marry a wife, and those who are married have to support a family. No money is needed. As for saying that books are their own children, they still have to bow their heads in the face of reality.
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"That's it, then I will read the original version in the future." Meng Yao tilted her head, "I will recharge my subscription and make up for the pirated chapters I have read before."
When Meng Yao finished speaking, Qin Yu also registered an account on the Lingyin Pavilion website and completed the top-up, listening to the ghost story told by Zhang Qiao again.
A ghost story is not long, only about fifteen minutes. After listening to it, Qin Yu showed a thoughtful look on his face. After a while, he opened his mouth and said to Meng Yao: "It seems that I may want to
Let’s go meet this Zhang Qiao.”
"What's wrong? Things about this bridge are not simple?"
"Well, I made things a little simpler earlier."
After handing Yuanyuan back to Meng Yao, Qin Yu walked out of the room, came to the hall, and dialed Ouyang Feifei's phone.
"Hello, I am Ouyang Feifei."
The call was connected, and Ouyang Feifei's soft voice came from the phone.
"Hello, Miss Ouyang, I am Qin Yu."
"Qin Yu?" There was silence for a moment. The next moment, Ouyang Feifei seemed to have remembered something, and her voice was full of surprise, "Is it Mr. Qin?"
"Well, it's me."
"Mr. Qin returned to Guangzhou?"
"I just came back. I'm very interested in your company's anchor Zhang Qiao. How is it now?"
"Zhang Qiao is still the same as before, and his condition is even more serious. If he continues like this, he will have to be sent to a mental hospital."
"Then where is he now?"
"He is at his own home, but our colleagues are helping to take care of him. Mr. Qin, if you are free, I can pick you up and go with him."
"Okay then, come and wait for me at the gate of XX community."
After Qin Yu hung up Ouyang Feifei's call, he cleaned up briefly, teased the three children for a while, said hello to Meng Yao and Mo Yongxin, and walked towards the entrance of the community.
"Hey, miss, you can't enter our community without a pass. If you want to find someone, you can tell us the name of the owner, and we will check it and contact you."
"I...forget it, I'll just wait here."
When Ouyang Feifei came outside the community, she was shocked by the strict security of the community and the prosperity inside. It was a luxurious community full of villas, and the location was not bad. I am afraid that the people who could live in it were people with a net worth of hundreds of millions.
It is understandable that in a community with rich people, the security is so strict.
However, Qin Yu did not keep Ouyang Feifei waiting. A few minutes later, he appeared at the gate of the community, greeted the security guard and got into Ouyang Feifei's car.
"Mr. Qin, the community where Zhang Qiao lives is not far from your place, only about fifteen minutes away."
After Ouyang Feifei and Qin Yu said a few polite words in the car, they drove peacefully. After a while, the car stopped in front of a community.
Although this community is not as luxurious as the community where Qin Yu lives, it is still a high-end community. If you don't have six to seven million, you probably won't be able to buy a house.
"Zhang Qiao is quite rich." Qin Yu said after getting out of the car.
"Zhang Qiao is the most popular anchor on our website and the most popular anchor telling ghost stories on the entire Internet. He has many fans and a lot of rewards. His annual income is around eight figures."
While talking, Ouyang Feifei and Qin Yu walked into a unit building, entered the elevator and pressed the button for the thirteenth floor.
When the elevator opened, a scream was heard in Qin Yu's ears.
"Ah, they're coming, they're coming."
This was the panicked voice of a man. Because of fear, the voice was very sharp, and Qin Yu also knew that this voice was made by Zhang Qiao. At this moment, the voice of Zhang Qiao no longer sounded as magnetic as before.
The elevator door opened. This was a pavilion with one floor and one unit, so the front door was open. When Qin Yu and Ouyang Feifei walked in, the two men were holding a pale man sitting on the sofa.
"Zhang Qiao, it's not a ghost, it's Feifei. Feifei is here to see you." One of the men explained to the pale man.
However, his explanation had no effect, and Zhang Qiao was still struggling.
"Mr. Qin, Zhang Qiao's current situation is like this. He will go crazy when he hears any noise." Ouyang Feifei looked at Qin Yu helplessly. A rising star has fallen into this situation.
"Let him go." Qin Yu said to the two men who grabbed Zhang Qiao.
"Let go. If you let go of Zhang Qiao, he will bump around and hurt himself."
"It's okay. He can't hurt himself as long as I'm here. Let him go."
The two men were still hesitant, but Ouyang Feifei finally spoke, "Since Mr. Qin asked you to let go of Zhang Qiao, then you should let go."
Ouyang Feifei is not just a program host in the company, she is also one of the shareholders of the company. The two men still have to listen to her words, and they immediately let go of Zhang Qiao's hand. (To be continued)