My Idol is So Cute

"Okay." Seeing that Liang Mo was determined, Xia Seji had no choice but to stand up and go back to her room to check her phone.

In the last half hour, Liang Mo explained the rules again, and after confirming that Baishang Chuuxue understood, the time was almost up.

There was a live broadcast announcement on Twitter before, I believe many people will be curious about this new program.

Fubuki Baishang put on the headset, adjusted the sound card, and nodded again, like a pilot confirming takeoff, with a serious expression on his face.

Every time Liang Mo saw her expression like this, he wanted to laugh. In fact, it would be better to relax a bit, so he wouldn't have to suffer as if he was about to go to the battlefield.

Seeing that she was ready, Liang Mo started the live broadcast.

The background of the live broadcast needs to be changed to something more beautiful, alas... I have to trouble the lovely Sawamura-senpai again.

Chapter 119 The Appearance of the Single Pusher

Real-time update of broadcast preparation pictures and background pictures, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. It can often make the audience feel fresh, but it is a bit hard for the artist.

Ugh……

All for work.

"Come on, play by yourself, be casual, don't be too tense, it's okay for you to talk nonsense, and it's okay to mess around, as long as you don't violate the rules." Liang Mo said.

"This..." Baishang Chuuxue was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this degree of freedom too high?

"Just treat the audience as me, and your roommates are fine too. In short, treat the audience as your friends, and don't simply treat them as your fans." Liang Mo said, "Don't talk to them with a higher status than them. , and don’t speak with a lower profile than them, and be equal. You treat them as friends, and they will be willing to watch your live broadcast. You have to slowly understand this, and it doesn’t have to be done overnight.”

"Well, I understand." Baishang Fuxue tried to relax a bit, and even used the ancestral deep breathing method.

"It's like chatting with sand sculpture netizens on the forum, and matching passers-by with good personality while playing games, come on.

"Yeah!" Baishang Fuxue nodded and turned on the live broadcast.

It took about two minutes to push, and the comment area was already full of comments.

'Here comes the fox! '

'It's not a fox, it's a cat! '

'My ears will be baptized...'

'Just graduated, can't find a job, please comfort me! '

'The host was slow for another two minutes, I have to apologize! '

'Apologizing is only sincere if you show your chest. '

'What does it mean to broadcast lines?don't know. '

'Is it like performing a stage play? '

'It's this sensationalist again. '

'Upstairs, where is your mother? '

Everything was said in the live broadcast room, and the number of trolls had begun to decrease.

Liang Mo looked at the comments silently. This was a signal that a truce had begun.

Yesterday was probably the last turmoil, and there was no violent storm. It can only be said that it was not bad waves.

Liang Mo has this vision, and he believes that some powerful operators and agents also have it.

Next week, it should be a period of Vtuber blowout. Thinking about it, I still have a little expectation.

Baishang Fuxue clicked on the character, causing her to sway from side to side, and enlarged the comment area to occupy two-thirds of the entire screen.

Since Liang Mo asked her to let her go, let her go!

In other words, live broadcast according to your own understanding.

"Blowing snow in the white sky!"

At this time, many earphone fans felt a numbness in their left ears, as if they had been hit violently.

'What's going on? What's going on? '

'Left channel? '

'My left ear is dying. '

'Shaking head fox, I want to die! '

'This voice is really unbearable...'

"Hey... I'm in stereo!" Baishang Fuuxue restored the stereo, and said happily, "Let's start like this!"

This live broadcast is different from the previous two live broadcasts.

Even if it is the first live broadcast, it feels like it is a trial broadcast, plus it is in the office, there will be a lot of pressure.

The second live broadcast was an exciting horror game, which made her nervous the whole time.

This time it was just chatter and lines broadcasting. Although she was a little shy, she seemed less nervous than the previous two times.

Liang Mo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it seemed that he didn't need his off-court assists for the time being.