Video bloggers in American comics

After the new army sent Zhang Ming back to Earth, they did not return immediately. In addition to escorting him, they also carried out diplomatic missions and visited major countries on Earth for a month.

A month later, they returned to the universe and returned home. Before leaving, the Nova Corps left a state-of-the-art super-speed shuttle for Zhang Ming, and he was welcome to visit Xandar at any time.

After that, there was the peace that Zhang Ming had been waiting for for a long time.

In a blink of an eye, more than half of the hottest summer has passed, and it is now the end of August. During this period, two changes have taken place around Zhang Ming.

One is that his relationship with Angela is heating up rapidly.

Originally, he was worried that not long after they fell in love, he went to Xandar to take her with him for a month, which would weaken their relationship, but it turned out that he was overthinking it.

The relationship between them is, in Chinese language, "a little separation is better than a new marriage", and in an American proverb, "love is deeper when the person is not around; out of sight, the heart is missing."

Now, after every date between the two of them (the so-called date usually refers to picking Angela up from get off work for dinner), they will give each other a light kiss goodbye.

Of course, for most people, this level is just a trivial matter, and it is the most common thing between lovers.

But for a spinster like Zhang Ming, who has never had a girlfriend, its significance is no less than Armstrong's first step on the moon.

This is a change worth being happy about, but another change is not so happy. To be precise, it makes Zhang Ming feel a little worried——

Intelligent robots have become widely popular in the past six months.

Following the chaos caused by Alexander Pierce last time, S.H.I.E.L.D. was almost disintegrated and reorganized, and many agents with wavering positions took this opportunity to jump ship to other intelligence organizations or personal forces.

Many things that used to be secrets are no longer so secret, and the most eye-catching one is alien technology. Many countries take the initiative to contact aliens, hoping to obtain some science and technology. However, due to the deterrence of the Avengers, military technology

It could not be obtained smoothly, but civilian technology began to spread on a large scale.

Especially intelligent machines.

A few months ago, we only occasionally saw smart robotic arms, mechanical cats and dogs, and the like, but just recently, humanoid intelligent machines have become extremely common.

At first, they could be distinguished by their mechanical appearance, but as manufacturers felt that beautiful smart machines could better drive sales, they launched bionic skins one after another. Except for a small metal piece on the temple, the rest of them looked nothing like ordinary humans.

any difference.

Zhang Ming once talked to Tony alone and asked him if he had been researching any artificial intelligence recently, in case the Ultron crisis had already occurred and he was still kept in the dark.

The answer is no.

"Man, most of my energy recently has been researching nano-mechas, and Pepper. You can't imagine that when a smart and capable woman becomes your girlfriend - I mean the official girlfriend -

It’s going to be so scary.”

Tony swung his wine glass and complained to Zhang Ming: "I can't remember the last time I had a party, as if it was a lifetime ago."

The way he spoke seemed to have suffered a lot of oppression and torture, but Zhang Ming could see the happiness hidden in Tony's eyes.

Zhang Ming clinked glasses with him and said, "I heard that after having a child, a woman's attention will be diverted. You can propose to Pepper early and have a lovely child."

"No, I hate children. It's too scary. I would rather study armor than take care of children." Tony shook his head hurriedly.

After you have a daughter, you will come back and say how delicious it is. Zhang Ming thought, and he asked again: "Are you sure you are not studying artificial intelligence?"

"Sure, Jarvis is smart enough, I don't need a second assistant." Tony said firmly, "Did you discover something?"

Zhang Ming said: "Well... not yet. Why do you say that?"

"Because every time you ask this kind of question, it means that something related to it will happen next." Tony paused, feeling that it was not enough, and added in a more serious tone: "A terrible big event."

"Hahaha..." Zhang Ming scratched his face and looked away slightly.

In this timeline, due to the existence of Zhang Ming, a lot of pressure has been relieved on the Avengers members, coupled with the inspiration from alien technology, Tony has not had the idea of ​​​​researching artificial intelligence for the time being.

Since it wasn't Tony, Zhang Ming felt a little relieved.

It has to be said that life with omnics seems to have entered the next generation in an instant, and productivity is gradually liberated.

The large unemployment rate did not cause widespread panic. Alien technology brought new jobs. Under the guidance of the government, redundant workers underwent re-employment training and entered positions that could not be replaced by intelligent machines. The income was naturally higher than that of other workers.

Basic work in the past was much higher.

With such tangible benefits, no matter how many worries Zhang Ming has in his heart, he cannot stop the general trend of society.

One night at the end of August, a New Yorker who had just finished work for the day was driving on the road. Zhang Ming looked out the window and saw many people sitting in the back seat playing with their mobile phones, and the driver was a famous omnic...

…

"Sir?" A beautiful waitress bent down slightly.

Zhang Ming came back to his senses: "Sorry, I was thinking about something just now."

"You don't have to apologize to me." At the waitress's temple, a metal piece the size of a fingernail shimmered slightly with blue light, indicating her identity as an omnic.

"What would you like to order?"

"Just the same as yesterday. What about you?" Zhang Ming asked Angela, who was sitting opposite.

"Same, please help me remove the ice cream dessert." Angela bit the straw floating on top of the lemonade and said angrily: "I have become a little fat recently, how do you manage to eat so much without getting fat?

?Is this also a kind of superpower?"

Zhang Ming said with a smile: "When you train for more than six hours a day, you will also have this superpower."

Grrrrrrrrrrrr.

Angela blew into the lemonade dissatisfied, causing a series of bubbles to pop up.

In fact, she doesn’t look fat at all, but in the words of Zhang Ming’s mother: weight loss is a topic that accompanies women throughout their lives. Zhang Ming was just about to say something to relieve the girl’s anxiety, when suddenly a series of messages appeared in his consciousness.

Alert sound.

Someone sent him a message on the Bizhan system?

"Viewers" will not send him messages in the background of the system. They usually just send barrages and leave messages in the comment area below the video. Only the same video bloggers will send private messages to communicate specifically.

Zhang Ming stood up and said to go to the bathroom, then walked to the cubicle in the bathroom and entered the consciousness space.

The sender was a stranger with whom he had no contact at all. His ID was "Hard-working Salad Dressing" and his avatar was a photo of a beautiful girl. When he clicked on the account homepage, it was blank. It seemed that he had never sent a video.

Zhang Ming checked the registration time again and found that he had been a registered host for more than three years.

In three years, he has not posted a single video, or deleted all of them. No matter which one is the real answer, this "salad dressing" is abnormal in every aspect.

After understanding the basic information, Zhang Ming switched to the private chat interface, and the other party had already sent a new message.

"Hello, Zhang Ming, I am the hard-working salad dressing, you can just call me salad dressing."

"Hello, what's the matter?" Zhang Ming asked.

Salad dressing replied: "We have a great opportunity here that will allow you to quickly increase your fans and become a well-known video blogger faster than you are now. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Not interested, don't buy fans, thank you."

Zhang Ming shook his head. It's true that there are all sorts of people who don't take videos seriously and just gain fans steadily, but they actually start this kind of business.

This is not a groom's scarf. You can buy zombie fans at will. And even if you can buy it, zombie fans can't contribute coins. Even if you buy 10 million fans, you can't pass the Bizhan system test and get permanent rewards.

Qualifications for coming to Earth

This is purely self-deception.

"Zhang Ming, you may have misunderstood. I am not talking about buying and selling fans. I am affiliated with the 'Dream Star' artist company, and I am mainly responsible for helping potential video bloggers operate, promote, get more fans, coins, and realize the company

A win-win situation with vloggers.”

"Help me run the promotion?" Zhang Ming was stunned, "Why do you want to help me?"

"On the one hand, it is to achieve your success, and on the other hand... the company can also get income from it." Shalajiang explained: "We will sign a contract before we cooperate. In the future, the coins you receive will flow into the company and you in the form of a share."

account."

Zhang Ming realized that the so-called "Dream Star" artist company is like a real-life agency. When it sees potential video bloggers, it invites them to sign contracts. After training them, it binds the video bloggers through contracts and recruits them.

Become a money tree.

This should be a complete industry chain. No wonder this host who calls herself salad dressing has not updated a video at all, because the way she earns coins is not from viewers, but from the commission of the company behind her.

In a sense, this is indeed a win-win situation, but...

"I have no plans to join any company for the time being. I will rely on my own efforts to gain 10 million fans and then go home."

Zhang Ming interrupted the other party's endless introduction and said succinctly: "I still have something to do. Let's stop talking about it today. Thank you again for your kindness."

After replying, Shalajiang was silent for a few seconds. Just when Zhang Ming thought she had disconnected, suddenly the last message popped up——

"Don't be too confident in your current achievements. The 'audience' is easily swayed. I can prove it to you."

Proof? What?

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, the arrogance vaguely revealed between the lines of this sentence made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"wack."

He closed the dialog box.

I went back and had a simple dinner, but I couldn't help but think about the salad dressing and the "Dream Star" company, so I couldn't remember what the meal tasted like after I finished it.

Driving Angela home, when the two of them parted, Angela asked: "You are in a bad state tonight. Did I make you unhappy? It's my fault today. I shouldn't have let you wait outside the laboratory for too long."

For a long time, I’ll try my best next time—”

"No, it has nothing to do with you. I am the one who should apologize. Something distracted me today," Zhang Ming said.

Angela came closer and placed her soft lips on Zhang Ming's cheek. She looked into Zhang Ming's eyes at close range. Her sweet breath was like the waves under the moonlight at night, gently sliding over the tip of his nose.

"I like it now, and we will get along like this forever, right?"

Zhang Ming wanted to say, "Yes, that's right, forever." But what he just said to Salad Dressing suddenly popped into his mind. He would return to Earth. This was his goal, and he couldn't leave his life behind.

Parents, choose to stay in the Marvel world forever.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally Zhang Ming nodded vigorously.

Various magical props can be drawn from the lucky bag, and there may be props that can lead the characters in the plot to leave. As long as Zhang Ming keeps drawing, he believes that sooner or later he will be able to draw them.

Watching Angela go upstairs, Zhang Ming touched the area where he had been kissed.

I've rested long enough, and I'll start working again tomorrow.

But...there seems to be no incident recently?

He thought for a while and dialed Coulson's phone number.

"It's me." Zhang Ming said, "Has anything interesting, weird, bizarre or mysterious happened recently?"

Coulson on the other side of the microphone: "Huh???"