Black Technology Live Room

With Chief Xie's consent, Zhang Zhai took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

Turning on the phone, Zhang Zhai suddenly froze for a moment, raised his head, and looked at Chief Xie.

"Xie Lao, is there WIFI here?"

"..." Chief Xie was also stunned, looking at him dully.

After a long time, Chief Xie sighed,

"Xiao Zhai, there is a saying that I don't know if I should say it or not."

Before Zhang Zhai could reply, Chief Xie said earnestly:

"Young people, you need to be more open-minded and learn to be more generous. You are going to become a billionaire anyway."

Zhang Di blinked blankly,

"Mr. Xie, I understand what you mean, but..."

"What's the matter, if you understand, you can do it yourself." Chief Xie waved his hand.

"But... there is no signal." Zhang Zhai said helplessly.

"I'm not trying to save data, Mr. Xie, but there's no mobile signal here at all..."

What can I do, I am also desperate.

"That's enough, let's do it, let's do it." Old Xie looked impatient, but he was actually covering up his embarrassment.

Be considerate, old man, who often uses wifi.

"Then... which one is it?" Zhang Di asked in a low voice.

"Xiao Liu, tell him." Chief Xie shouted at his police officer.

"It's this one, that's right, it's the fan group of the black technology studio." Xiao Liu hurried over, "The password is: 716, 096, 023."

"Is this password too strange?" Zhang Zhai muttered casually, but he didn't expect Xiao Liu's ears to be sharp.

"I heard that this password is a fan group account of some network writer's half-volume and fragmented articles. I don't know the others very well." Xiao Liu scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

"no, I'm fine."

...

Zhang Zhai connected to the wifi and happily downloaded the Dou Mao software to his mobile phone. After logging in, he started his first mobile live broadcast.

As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, Zhang Zhai was startled and a little dumbfounded:

There are more than 5,000 people online in the live broadcast room, and they are all living people, chatting enthusiastically on the public screen of the live broadcast room.

You know, he just opened it, and there are so many people.

It can only be explained that these audiences have been staying in the live broadcast room before.

Tired but not in love: "Let's find out about the resident house in the live broadcast room..."

I'm a keyboard warrior: "Upstairs, let me set up the house, I want to stay here, I don't believe it, there are people I can't spray!"

I resigned for you: "Keyboard man, you better be careful, be careful that my big anchor will kill you!"

Jiu Zhangji: "Smash the anchor? I'm afraid I'll flash my tongue. You don't know that big companies like Tengxun and Ali are kneeling and licking! It makes me feel ashamed!"

The dream is still there, still on the road: "Ali: The biggest technological breakthrough of this century, the father of the virtual world, human beings are about to enter the real virtual world! Fuji Xun: Another Einstein!"

I'm a keyboard warrior: "Speaking so evil? No, I can't help it, I'm going to spray it! This is the first time, please be patient, I'm going to spray it, spray it! The anchor is a big idiot! (〃ω〃)”

Luo Qingshang: "Hahaha! Upstairs, are you trying to laugh at me to death and inherit my Huabai bill?"

...

Looking at these barrages, Zhang Di couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ahem, my dear fans, I'm back!" Zhang Zhai coughed twice, and then said out loud.

Then... the barrage exploded!

The audience in the live broadcast room, fans, and water friends who reacted, were blown away!

Tinghai Geometry: "Wow ⊙⊙! The anchor is real!"

I resigned for you: "Fuck, the anchor is finally back!"

Zhang Kuang's brother opened his mouth: "Is this the virtual father? He looks okay."

Jiu Zhangji: "Anchor, are you the guy who made the virtual helmet?"

...

Zhang Zhai looked at the barrage flying across the sky, smiling at first, but then realized that something was wrong.

"Did some friends go to the wrong live broadcast room? I was lucky enough to make an invention, but it was not a virtual helmet, but a holographic projection device." Zhang Zhai was speechless looking at the barrage that said virtual helmet.

I am Yan Kong: "Hahaha, husband, you don't know, many viewers in the live broadcast room came from seeing Fujixun News. Fujixun News said that you are the father of the virtual world, and you want to truly bring human beings into the virtual world."

Ting Haigeo: "Boss, don't you think that the father of the virtual world is very close to your domineering temperament?"

Denim short skirt: "Did my husband broadcast live again? Sure enough, I took a break and became much more handsome!"

...

Seeing the barrage, Zhang Di understood what was going on.

The reason why so many viewers stayed in the live broadcast room before the broadcast started was probably because they came here because they watched the news.

Thinking about it, Zhang Zhai made such a big deal, the founders of Fujixun, Ma Huateng, Ali Mayun, and other bigwigs came here in person. How could the news media under their hands have not moved at all.

Then, the obvious result, with the collective voice of these online media, the whole news exploded on the Internet in an instant.

Then many people followed the news and came to Zhang Zhai's studio.

By the way, he also gave Zhang Zhai the hat of the father of the virtual world.

Strictly speaking, this title has nothing to do with him... But if he insisted on saying that, he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

Zhang Zhai was speechless, and could only say to the phone: "If you really want to call me, call me the father of holographic projection, so that I can listen more comfortably."

Zhang Zhai made no effort to hide his pride in his heart, and made a title for himself "without shame".

Ting Haigeo: "666... ​​the father of holographic projection, awesome! Even better than the father of the virtual world!"

I am Yan Kong: "My husband is handsome, so he can say anything!"

I'm a keyboard man: "Did you hear that! From now on, the anchor will be the father of holographic projection, you all be careful, or I will throw you away!"

I resigned for you: "What are you spraying, you idiot? The keyboard man upstairs, can you have some professional ethics!"

I am a keyboard man: "What is professional ethics? From then on, I am an anchor fan!"

"I am a keyboard man who rewards anchor Moke Rocket*1"

...

Looking at the barrage, Zhang Zhai smiled, facing the audience in the live broadcast room, he was always at ease.

"You don't need to tip, the host... has money!" Zhang Di grinned.

Salted fish: "666, the anchor is inflated!"

I am passer-by B: "Anchor, I also have money, two yuan! Local tyrants are not local tyrants..."

I'm really not a local tyrant: "Local tyrants, don't give rewards to this guy in the future, look at how arrogant this guy is!"

...

Zhang Zhai doesn’t care much about those who give rewards or not. For him, that little money is enough for what to do. It’s enough for a spaceship without a wheel (if the spaceship has wheels.)

What he cares about is the popularity in the live broadcast room. After all, it's all about popularity, which is the basis for him to get black technology.

Seeing the popularity of the live broadcast room jumping upwards at a geometric speed over time, it broke through a million in the blink of an eye, the speed is so fast, it is simply terrifying.

"Ahem, brothers, I really don't need to tip, and the bullet screen should be sent slowly... It's really a problem with the phone." Zhang Zhai coughed, a little embarrassed.

The barrage and rewards made his phone a little stuck.

However, his words still have some influence on the audience. There are fewer rewards, the barrage is slower, and the phone is no longer stuck.

"I'm your dad who tipped anchor Moke Super Rocket*1"

"You should call my dad to reward anchor Moke Super Rocket*1"

"You should call my dad to reward anchor Moke Super Rocket*1"

...

Zhang Zhai's violent temper immediately came up.

"Hey, what do you mean! If you don't let tipping, you still have to tip? You still take advantage of me? Who is your father? I am still your father!" Zhang Zhai's phone froze immediately.

After all, he was young, so he couldn't hold back, so he just got angry.

"666, the host of teasing cats angrily scolded local tyrants! Monthly income is one million."

"The father of holographic projection, scolded the audience in the live broadcast room, and millions of people watched"

...

As soon as Zhang Zhai said something, he regretted it a little, isn't he a little excited?

However, when I saw this guy's name, I became very angry, so I didn't want to apologize.

However, at this moment.

"Ding dong..."

Zhang Zhai received a WeChat message,

Huh? Who sent it?

Huh? Father? What is he doing on WeChat?

"Who are you father?"

"Shouldn't you be calling me Dad!"

"Little bastard, I can't care if you are right or not!"

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