My Hard-Working Skills Were Exposed, And The Police Asked Me To File For The Record

Chapter 47: Let's host a class!

"No, you take care of your classmates here first, those two people are almost scared to death, you go to appease them, and we will leave first."

Zhao Wenhao was not given time to react.

Fang Hao took his sister and left the Golden Sea Hotel.

Zhao Wenhao looked at Brother Hao's leaving back, and the reverence in his eyes grew stronger.

As expected of Brother Hao...at such a time, he always wanted to appease his classmate instead of sending him back.

My big brother, you are right!

Watching Brother Hao and Fang Shu leave, Zhao Wenhao turned and entered the box.

...

After another half an hour, after everyone came out of Jinhai Hotel, Zhao Wenhao said hello and went to his car on his own.

Logically speaking, he is a high school student without a driver's license, but he does know how to drive.

Press the key and the lights of the Porsche parked in the parking space will come on.

At this time, Zhao Wenhao squinted his eyes as he looked at the front of the car, which seemed to be a little high on one side and low on the other side.

When he came to the side, he looked at the wheels that had collapsed and even burst completely. He was in a bad mood.

...

The next day, afternoon.

usual time.

Fang Hao opened the live broadcast room and continued the live broadcast as usual.

[The live broadcast has been started, and the live broadcast notification is being sent to fans who follow you. 】

Looking at the prompts on the screen, Fang Hao didn't bother to pay attention, and made preparations in a leisurely manner.

Not long.

When he watched the live broadcast room again, the number of people in the live broadcast had reached 400, and the growth rate was very slow.

[The anchor has been doing well these two days, and he didn't even ask for leave. 】

[Indeed, what will the anchor broadcast today? Or is it a flying needle piercing wood? 】

[Anchor, let me ask you, will there be special effects today? If there are special effects, I will watch them, if not, I will leave. 】

[Good guy, you are really straightforward, but to be honest, I also really want to watch the special effects of the anchor's live broadcast, so I'm so excited. 】

[Hahaha, why do I feel that you are mocking the anchor. 】

【Be confident, get rid of the feeling. 】

Instead of watching the specific barrage, Fang Hao focused most of his attention on the number of people online in the live broadcast.

There are only 400 people...

I don't know when he started to pay attention to the number of people online, as well as the real-time barrage data.

But what made Fang Hao feel speechless was that these people were a bunch of prostitutes, and there were very few who bought gifts at all.

Even if there are a few gift collectors, they are all small gifts, and their daily income... is only about a few dollars.

As the live broadcast time continues to increase, Fang Hao also wants to make some money through live broadcast.

But according to the current trend... let's talk about making money.

Without thinking too much, Fang Hao skillfully placed the mobile phone, and then, holding a silver needle, continued the flying needle live broadcast.

time flies.

In the blink of an eye, three hours had passed.

Fang Hao took off the silver needles on the wooden board one by one, and picked up the phone along the way.

[The anchor broadcasts these live broadcasts every day, aren't you tired? Don't you feel bored? 】

[Heh, don't talk about the host, even I feel bored, can you do some tricks? 】

[It's true, after watching it for so long, I'm already tired of looking at it, the anchor should think of a way, let's add something new, for example, fill up the special effects directly! 】

[Hahaha, good idea, the number one special effects anchor on the entire network, the theme of tomorrow's live broadcast is, Silver Needle shoots an aircraft carrier! Flying needle hit the space station! 】

[This proposal is good, if the anchor does this, I will give you a reward even if I sell the house! 】

【Well said, count me in too. 】

Looking at the barrage of these fake fans, Fang Hao felt a little speechless.

He was too lazy to explain the so-called special effects, let alone discussing these with fans.

However, the whole point of new life that the fans talked about can be considered.

As they said, Fang Hao himself felt that it was a bit boring to live broadcast like this every day.

It can be seen from the gradual decline in the number of daily viewers and the sharp decrease in the number of bullet screens.

But reorganization is easy to say, what is reorganization?

Is it possible that you really want to do something else with a flying needle?

Taking a deep breath, Fang Hao faced the live broadcast room and said: "Do you have any legitimate suggestions? I really can't think of any new activities that can be done for a while now. Of course, the flying needle is the main one." Yes, I can't figure out anything else."

[If the anchor is really like I said, full of special effects, the number of clicks will definitely be huge. 】

[The minister seconded the proposal! The special effects are full, and the flying needle destroys Sakura Island! A silver needle shot the Ford-class aircraft carrier fleet. Once this subtitle came out, it was simply a traffic code. 】

[If the anchor doesn't teach special effects, with your ability, you can already be regarded as the top master in the industry. 】

[I have another idea, the anchor can teach other people how to persevere, how many people can do it with the perseverance of the anchor? right. 】

【Sigh, you are really talented. 】

Looking at the live broadcast room, Fang Hao waved his hand decisively towards the live broadcast room, one by one unreliable suggestions: "This is the end of today's live broadcast, see you tomorrow."

After speaking, he directly closed the live broadcast room.

Take a look at the income of this live broadcast.

Vomit.

ten bucks.

Not bad, finally reached double digits.

Fang Hao slandered.

Turn around, put down the phone, and look out the window.

A whole new job... What kind of new job should I do?

Moreover, it has to be related to the silver needle.

It's really hard to think about it.

Jingle Bell.

Jingle Bell.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.

Fang Hao hurriedly came to the phone, glanced at the strange call on the screen, and answered it suspiciously: "Hello, who is it?"

On the phone, there was a voice he was quite familiar with.

"Brother Hao, my dad is going on a business trip to Yun Province recently, and I think nothing will happen recently. Well, I booked air tickets for you and Fang Shu to go out and have fun together? Just take it easy."

"Of course, Brother Hao, all the expenses are on my head. This is a thank you for helping us out last night."

Fatty Zhao Wenhao said with a smile, his tone was full of flattery.