ATPN Chapter 13
by VolareChapter 13 New Anchor
[There’s a co-streaming button in the lower-left corner function bar, you can co-stream with fans, or with other streamers]
“Like making a WeChat call?” Just as he was pondering this, a co-stream invitation suddenly popped up on the screen. Yu Zhanrong’s hand holding the mouse trembled and he clicked “Accept.”
Yu Zhanrong: “…”
“Salty Fish Don’t Turn Over?”
“Stars Don’t Blink?”
[Their names look like a couple’s]
[If I wasn’t in the live stream, I would have misunderstood. The names really seem like a pair, but I can vouch for them, they really just met]
The two didn’t notice the comments. Yu Zhanrong, now connected, found it quite novel.
The new anchor and the top fan successfully connected. One taught and the other learned, making the live stream very harmonious, if you ignored the occasional roars coming from both of them.
Strangely, some people were drawn in by the elementary-school-chicken-like shouting matches between the streamer and the fan.
“Did you see it in the toolbar in the upper right corner?”
“No, where is it? I’ve looked twice and there’s nothing there. Are you sure you remember correctly?” Yu Zhanrong stared at the screen, his eyes almost going blind, but he still couldn’t see it.
The girl in the co-stream voice chat took a deep breath with forced patience: “Fourth row, sixth one!”
“Oh, oh, oh, found it!”
“I think you shouldn’t be called Salty Fish, you should change your name to Idiot. I’m done. Goodbye!”
Thebàozào – irritable Star disconnected. Yu Zhanrong had learned almost all the functions, although he didn’t remember many, it was enough to make him smug.
“No personal attacks, Stars Don’t Blink. Even if you’re the first OG fan, it doesn’t matter. I’ve already learned how to ban people, I’m locking you in the little black room~”
[Hahahaha, this is a clear case of kicking away the ladder after crossing the river]
[New streamer and number one fan falling in love and killing each other]
[The classic case of teaching the apprentice and starving the master!]
[This streamer is quite interesting, following first]
[This is too much, people taught you with good intentions, and you want to ban them? Ungrateful?]
[It’s all a joke, no need to take it too seriously upstairs]
Considering Stars Don’t Blink’s excellent business skills, Yu Zhanrong appointed her as the administrator of the Salty Fish Don’t Turn Over live stream. She had also seen the disharmonious comments.
Those who could be reasoned with were let go, those who were deliberately causing trouble were kicked out. She had seen a lot of this kind of thing.
She clearly saw that this salty fish was a pure little noob, didn’t understand anything. But she had a good impression of this new streamer, and liked his voice very much.
It was rare to find a streamer who suited her taste, and she was happy to help.
[Many streamers set up a opening ceremony, and an ending ceremony, the streamer can refer to]
“Opening ceremony?” Yu Zhanrong scratched his head, “The opening of the live stream?”
[Yes]
Opening?
The first thought that flashed through Yu Zhanrong’s mind was that every Chinese class in school also had an opening ceremony.
The corner of his eye twitched, and he said with a smirk: “Then I’ll find a famous work, you guys can go read it, and how about each time the live stream starts, a fan can connect and share their thoughts?”
[?????]
[What a poisonous salty fish]
[The feeling of terror dominated by the Chinese teacher]
[Summarize famous works chapter?]
[Dead memories suddenly attacked me!]
“Hahahaha, I just finished this experience, how is this suggestion?” Yu Zhanrong looked at the comments saying he was poisonous, everyone wishing they could crawl out and beat him, he clutched his stomach and laughed until he bent over.
[The suggestion is good, but don’t mention it again]
[Is the streamer a graduate?]
Yu Zhanrong snapped his fingers, “bingo, this Yu Dongdong classmate, you guessed it”
[Why do you want us to suffer the suffering you’ve been through?]
[Did you get rained on, so you want to tear up other people’s umbrellas? High school students are crying in the bathroom]
“Isn’t this to share happiness and suffering, to build revolutionary friendship? Stars Don’t Blink is the first one!”
Stars Don’t Blink respectfully declined.
[No need at all]
[The administrator was trolled on her first day on the job]
“Hahahaha, forget it, forget it, I’m afraid she’ll suddenly come on mic and scold me. Everyone can help think of this opening ceremony, good suggestions can be considered.”
Netizens had great imagination and a lot of whimsy. Unknowingly, they had been chatting for almost two hours, the atmosphere was very relaxed and everyone felt like they were surfing.
“Today is my first day broadcasting, I’ll adapt first, then sing two songs, then I’ll end the stream tonight, and come again tomorrow.”
This evening involved singing, and talking non-stop. Playing was fun, but his throat was already about to catch fire.
When the stream ended, everything quieted down. Yu Zhanrong leaned back in his chair and reviewed tonight’s broadcast.
Doing live streams was not easy, he had to stay energetic all night, and he also had to pay attention to avoid awkward silences. But seeing that the fan column was no longer empty, happiness outweighed fatigue.
The phone on the table lit up.
[Qin Yuan: Did you live stream? How did it go?]
[Yu.: I tried it out, and the effect is pretty good. I have more than forty fans! [Excited]]
[Qin Yuan: Keep up the good work, the number of fans will continue to increase]
[Yu.: Yeah, thanks Brother Yuan]
[Qin Yuan: You’re welcome, just make sure you can come to work as usual tomorrow.]
Yu Zhanrong smiled. So he was worried that he wouldn’t go to work and would be scolded by the store manager.
[Yu.: Don’t worry, I won’t let you be scolded by the store manager, hahahahaha]
[Qin Yuan: [Cleaver]]
Looking through his chat with Song Baiyan, he suddenly realized that they hadn’t spoken for two days.
He shouldn’t be resting at this time. During the days he lived at Song Baiyan’s house, he noticed that Song Baiyan slept very late, and his sleep quality didn’t seem very good.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhanrong grabbed his phone and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Song Baiyan raising his hand to knock. He was stunned.
Song Baiyan was also taken aback, then raised his other hand and waved it. He was carrying skewers and milk tea.
“I guessed you hadn’t rested yet, so I came to find you for a late-night snack. Are you going out?”
Yu Zhanrong stepped aside and said, “No, I was also planning to find you for a late-night snack. I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence.”
“Senior brother, did you just get back this late?” Yu Zhanrong led him to the living room to sit down.
Song Baiyan put the things on the coffee table, and also imitated him, sitting on the carpet.
“Yeah, I had some things to deal with.” Song Baiyan said as he opened the packaging. “How are you adapting?”
“It’s pretty good. I also met a very nice person at the milk tea shop. He taught me a lot of things.” Yu Zhanrong took a sip of milk tea, looking content.
“Is that the one I saw last time?”
Yu Zhanrong reacted for a moment before remembering that Song Baiyan had picked him up at the milk tea shop and had seen Qin Yuan, so he nodded in agreement.
“Senior brother, is your sleep not very good?”
Song Baiyan gave him a surprised look. This kid sleeps like a little pig every day, how could he tell that he wasn’t sleeping well?
“Yeah, I have trouble falling asleep.”
“I’ve been watching live streams recently and found that many people record those late-night radio programs. Some are very hypnotic. Do you want to give it a try?”
Song Baiyan handed him a beef skewer, “You listen too?”
Yu Zhanrong shook his head. He didn’t listen, but he wanted to record, to create a late-night sleep-aid radio program.
“Okay, I’ll try it.”
Yu Zhanrong was very happy that his suggestion was adopted.
The two ate and chatted. Song Baiyan casually asked him, “Have you received your admission letter yet? Hua University will require students to report to school two weeks early to participate in military training.”
“!”