The Daily Life of the Immortal King

On this day, Yang Zhong did not broadcast the live broadcast, but asked for leave from the viewers in the live broadcast room under the pretext of being sick. However, the housekeepers in the live broadcast room did not ask for leave. The housekeeper "Mr. To put it bluntly, in less than two days, they banned more than ten thousand people... basically all of them were melon-eating people who knew about it from Father Wang.

Joining in the fun is not a big deal, it will always be a major characteristic of netizens. Although the audiences in the novel circle and the live broadcast circle are different, the age level of users is similar, so this melon is very popular for the people who eat melons in the two circles. sweet.

Yang Zhong understands very well that now that he is on the cusp of the storm, it is actually very important to kill himself without stealing songs and temporarily avoiding the limelight. This is what they did in the emergency treatment last year, and the results were very good.

But this time, Yang Zhong miscalculated one thing, that is, the power of Wang Situ, a veteran writer of Xiuxian Chinese website.

After Guang Daoren came to his aid last night, Yang Zhong already had a feeling that it was difficult to stand up.

"President, what should we do now?" He had no choice but to seek help from Lang Bei. The Shadow Fool's Association had hundreds of contracted artists under its banner, and he was one of them.

Yang Zhong always believed that the president would not give up on himself so easily. This year, he earned a lot of money for Yingyu by stealing songs and fake singing, and the accident that happened last year was spent by Yingyu for him. A liquidated damages of several hundred thousand was specially signed for him. Yang Zhong always felt that this guild had feelings for him and would not give up on him so easily.

On the other end of the phone, Lang Bei, the president of the Shadow Fool's Association, no longer had the confident tone he had at the beginning.

Because the two people who offended this time have huge fans, it is actually very difficult for them to compete if they continue like this.

In fact, President Lambert was still weighing the stakes before answering the phone.

Shadow Fool's Guild is not a charity guild, but a live streaming guild. There are so many people to support, so to put it bluntly, everything is just driven by interests. Last year, Yingyu re-signed Yang Zhong despite the scolding, and even spent huge sums of money to pay him the liquidated damages of the former guild, just because of his subsequent commercial value.

But now, this is the time when the storm is on the cusp... Every move is much more difficult than last year.

"Don't worry, we have uploaded the album first. You can take a screenshot and post it on Weibo first. It is the most important thing to stabilize your own fans." President Lang Bei said: "Wang Situ, we I have already contacted the Xiuxian Chinese website, and I want to get Wang Situ's contact information, and I will discuss it with him in detail later. If this matter can be settled in private, we can send a clarification message, and it will be a happy ending. Compared with last year, you are more Can grow a large number of fans..."

"Okay! Thank you, president! The president must help me this time!" Yang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what President Langbei said. As long as his backer hasn't abandoned him, everything will be fine. There is room for redemption.

On the other hand, after the call ended, President Lambert, who was sitting in the office, rubbed his eyes and felt a deep headache.

"Is the president still planning to give up on him?" A little secretary in revealing clothes said beside him.

"It's too early to give up now. He still has some value in him." President Lang Bei pondered: "Although this matter is causing a lot of trouble now, and it is basically impossible for us to end it from the perspective of gaffes, but if we can Reaching a private settlement with that Mr. Wang Situ...is definitely the best for us."

The scantily clad little secretary understood that it was all because Chairman Lang Bei felt that Yang Zhong was still worth using. This year, relying on the commercial value brought by Yang Zhong, Shadow Yugong would make a lot of money.

And these days, although the live broadcast room has been on the cusp of the storm, there are also a lot of gift income. Many "loyal" fans are willing to spend huge sums of money to frantically buy small gifts in the live broadcast room, in order to give those negative questioning barrages to the audience. cover up.

"Then what should we do next?" the scantily clad little secretary asked again.

"It's very simple." President Lang Bei said: "Go to contact Wang Situ and that Daoist Guang first. Ask them what they think about this matter. If they just want compensation, we can pay another one for Yang Zhong." Pens, of course...if the price is sky-high, that's another matter."

"Then you want to give up on him?"

"If that time comes, of course we can only give up on him."

Chairman Lang Bei said: "Yang Zhong is not a clean person in the first place. If it weren't for the fact that he still has some commercial value, I would have terminated the contract with him a long time ago. To me, he is just a coin that can be discarded at any time. It's just a pawn..."

"The president is really merciless." The scantily clad little secretary smiled, went directly to President Lambert, and then sat on President Lambert's lap.

At this moment, the phone of the little secretary in revealing clothes rang.

President Lambert held the little secretary in his arms: "Whose phone is that?"

"Well, a courier."

The little secretary directly turned on the hands-free function.

Then, a voice came from the phone: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Shen? Your courier has arrived!"

The scantily clad little secretary stood up: "Okay! I'll get it right away!"

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On the other hand, No. 60 Middle School was still peaceful, and it had been a long time since the big attack plan agreed upon by the Demon Hunter Club. However, it was almost noon now, and the elites of the Demon Hunt Club who claimed to be returnees were still silent.

Many students from No. 60 Middle School started the group mocking mode in class groups and post bars.

"Are you still coming? If you don't come, we can go to lunch..."

"Really, it's not true! It made us nervous for a long time! How did this group of people do it? It's worse than Yingliu! When Yingliu came, he was still in school anyway. Could this group be You can't even enter the gate of No. 60 High School?"

"..."

Wang Lingquiet glanced at the news on the post bar and the class group, and also looked out the window strangely.

The sun is exceptionally bright today...no sign of a pre-storm.

What is the situation?

Wang Ling himself was also puzzled. There was clearly an eyelid twitch warning before, but suddenly the eyelid twitch stopped. Could it be that there was an accident on the other side? Emmmm...

"Don't wait any longer, just go and eat!" Super Chen couldn't help laughing: "It is said that Juan's mother held a parents' food tasting meeting in No. 60 Middle School a while ago, and it seemed that a parent came When I left, I packed a set of croquettes back home. You said that if the parent is a member of the Demon Hunt Society and brings the croquettes back, will the group of people be directly poisoned to death?"

Wang Ling was startled: "..." So that's what happened!