Play Nice

Chapter 303 303: Photogenic husband and wife live broadcast, late night welfare (one more)
Star Weekly, Editor-in-Chief's Office.

The recording is over.

Xiaochi asked excitedly: "Editor-in-chief, can you post it?" Xiaochi is a newcomer and is very enthusiastic, "We can take advantage of the trick and start with Ruby, so that the topic will also become more popular."

The editor-in-chief is Lin, male, in his early forties.

He shook his head: "The protagonist of the recording is not a public figure, and if it is exposed, it is estimated that there will be a lawsuit."

Xiao Chi was instantly frustrated.

Da Qiang is an old fried dough stick, so he guessed that he couldn't post it: "Such a big material can't be wasted, why don't we sell it?"

This kind of operation is very common in the entertainment industry. Some materials are used for exposure, and some materials are used for sales.

"To whom?"

"Businessman." Da Qiang affirmed, "This kind of scandal, the businessman should not want everyone to know about it."

Editor-in-chief Lin smiled, thinking too naively.

"It's easy to get everyone to know, and it's easy to put you in jail."

Daqiang shut up.

Xiao Chi became anxious: "What should I do? I can't post it or sell it." He also wanted to make a big ticket. "If this explosive family ethics news can be exposed, there will definitely be traffic."

Editor-in-chief Lin held the recorder and felt a little hot: "Do you think this is a normal family ethics? This is the lifeblood of capitalists. Once it is exposed, not only traffic, but also the business district of Imperial Capital will follow."

The business map of the merchants is too large, and they are afraid that the lifeblood of the capitalists will be trampled to death before they shake the tree.

Xiaochi has little experience, so he didn't think so deeply: "So serious?"

"Otherwise? Do you think capitalists are easy to mess with?"

"I'm so happy, I thought I'd make a lot of money." Xiao Chi's enthusiasm for promotion and fortune was completely drained, "Then what to do with this recording?"

It would be a pity if it was scrapped.

Editor-in-chief Lin thought about whether it could be used elsewhere.

The phone on the table rang.

Editor-in-chief Lin answered: "Hello." He waved his hand, motioning for Daqiang and Xiaochi to go out first.

"Is it Editor-in-Chief Lin?"

"I am, are you?"

"My surname is Shang."

The girl speaks softly and has a nice voice.

But no matter how nice the voice is, Editor-in-Chief Lin is on pins and needles: "Miss Shang." I just don't know which Miss Shang is.

Da Qiang and Xiao Chi, who had just reached the door, both stopped.

Editor-in-chief Lin said cautiously, "You contacted me for the recording, right?" The news was so fast.

The other party seemed to be surprised: "You still recorded the audio?"

Editor-in-chief Lin thought that he was here to ask the guilt, and immediately stated: "Don't worry, we have a measure here."

Social experience tells him that if you can't get along with anyone, don't get along with the rich.

"I guess you don't dare to make it public."

indeed.

She sighed: "It's a pity that it's scrapped."

indeed.

She seemed to be thinking, and was silent for a moment, her voice was sweet, like sugar-coated: "Then do you want me to show you a clear way?"

Editor-in-chief Lin couldn't ask for it: "You say it."

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At exactly eleven o'clock, Shang Lingling started the live broadcast.

The old rule, the angle of the external lens is adjusted so that only the hand can be seen.

She approached the ear microphone and said hello softly, "Good evening."

She mentioned the live broadcast time on Weibo, and there were many people squatting into the room.

【good evening】

[New fan report]

【Where there is Ruby, there is me】

[Note, there are surprises in the third row of the bookshelf]

[Note, the third row of blue cover foreign books]

[Note, the golden translation is here, the title of the book is "Light and Photography"]

[Hahahahaha, Mr. Jing's house, who doesn't know]

【…】

Shang Lingling put the props on the table: "There are two processes today, paper cutting and bedtime stories."

【Lights turned off】

【Have been lying down】

【Headphones are worn】

【ready to sleep】

[Meng Meng Lulu feeds the Rocket 2]

Meng Meng Lulu.

Meng Lu?

Shang Lingling took out scissors and red paper. Paper-cutting was learned from an old lady in the seventh building of Xingyue Mansion. She hadn't learned the complex patterns yet, so she could only cut simple ones, such as pigs, rabbits, 囍 characters, Fu word, safe word.

What is cut is not so important, what is important is the sound, and the white noise from immersive paper cutting is very effective for sleeping.

[I want to sleep, and I want to see the cut pattern]

【Looks like a rabbit】

[Want, Ruby, you can sell paper-cuts live]

[The idea of ​​paper-cutting is estimated to be imitated again]

[Ruby alone supports a large number of ASMR bloggers]

[Meng Meng Lulu feeds the Rocket 2]

The action of Shang Lingling's paper-cutting suddenly stopped.

Jing Zhao came in, but without entering the camera, he put down a glass of milk and showed the bright-screen mobile phone to the business leader.

The phone is on silent and someone calls.

Jing Zhao typed a line with his mobile phone: "I'll pick it up for you?"

The phone has been called several times, and I don't know if it is urgent.

Shang Lingling put down the scissors and explained in a low voice to the audience in the live broadcast room: "I'm sorry, I want to answer a call, can you ask Teacher Jing to help me for a while?"

The response from the barrage was intense.

【can! 】

【quick! 】

【I'm ready! 】

【Instant wake up】

【Sleep what to sleep, get up and hi! 】

[Meng Meng Lulu feeds the Rocket 2]

Shang Lingling got up, took the phone, pointed to the chair, and motioned for Jing Zhao to sit up.

Jing Zhao took a shower and wore pajamas: "I won't."

Both are off-camera.

Shang Lingling's voice was so low that he was whispering: "It doesn't matter, you can read to them, but the radio is very powerful, so keep your voice down."

He didn't think much of it.

But it's the girlfriend's request.

"Ah."

The business leader went out to answer the phone.

Jing Zhao took a book, "Light and Photography", sat down, and began to read the contents.

He grew up abroad, his spoken language is very pure, not to mention his voice, the gospel of the voice-controlled party, the only shortcoming is that he does not understand the equipment of live broadcast, and the distance from the radio microphone is a bit far.

The audience is going crazy.

【Ah ah ah ah ah】

[The voice is good, and the hands are good-looking]

【It's over, the more you read, the more sober you become】

[A photography professional book, read my ears to be pregnant]

【I want to see the face! ! 】

[Meng Meng Lulu feeds the Rocket 2]

【Seeking to show your face】

【Seeking to show your face】

【…】

Jing Zhao raised the camera to let his face in: "Is it alright?"

【Can! ! 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah】

【Wow, pajamas temptation】

【Mr. Jing, when are you getting married? 】

【When will you have a baby? 】

【How many are you born? 】

[Would you like to live stream the bridal chamber, I don't mind]

【…】

Jing Zhao continued to read professional foreign books.

Sleep aid live broadcast, the more you broadcast, the less you want to sleep.

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　　You go to sleep first, I have to write another update.I'm sorry, recently because of personal affairs, the update is very spicy chicken, I'm sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)