Although it was still early, Sheng Chuncheng still left home. He did not go out through the back door of the community on Kexing Street. Instead, he went directly out of the community gate on Haipu Road and walked to the small woods at the junction of Jiuhua Road and walked around.
When he went in and came out from the other side of the woods, he was already holding a blind cane in his hand, wearing sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and was walking forward slowly.
There is still a temporary checkpoint at the back door of the live broadcast base. A security guard is sitting there, responsible for checking the green code of people entering. Hangzhou has been quiet for too long, and everyone is tired. The security guard is sitting there minding his own business.
While playing with his mobile phone, people walked in and out of him, and he didn't even bother to raise his head, let alone check any green codes.
The checkpoint has become a complete formality.
When Sheng Chuncheng walked in, he looked up at Sheng Chuncheng, but it was not that he was asked to show his green code, but he caught a glimpse of him holding a blind cane. He was different from others, but it was not surprising. The security guards at the live broadcast base
, I have already known this blind man for a long time, and knew that he was here to give Xueer a massage.
This security guard had met Sheng Chuncheng more than once when he was still on duty at the front gate. He was just a little surprised why this blind man didn't use the back door now. But he didn't bother to ask. After taking a look at Sheng Chuncheng, he said,
He continued to play with his mobile phone.
Sheng Chuncheng walked to the central square of the live broadcast base, sat down on the edge of the flower bed, slowly turned his head, and looked around. Only then did Sheng Chuncheng realize that he came so early and sat here just hoping to see that
A girl named August.
Unfortunately, Sheng Chuncheng never saw her again after that day. He didn't even know if she was still working here, or even in Hangzhou. She obviously came to Hangzhou from other places to pursue her dream.
Every time Sheng Chuncheng goes to the platform to watch Xue'er's live broadcast, he will not forget to search if there is a live broadcast room for August. He feels that if that girl becomes the anchor, her live broadcast room will definitely be agreed with them.
That's called "August live broadcast room".
Time and time again, Sheng Chun Chengdu was disappointed. He couldn't find it, and he felt a little sorry for that girl. Sheng Chuncheng had a good impression of her and thought she was very sunny and straightforward. Unlike many girls, he hoped that she would have good luck and that she could
To realize her dream, but never see her live broadcast room, it means that she is not lucky enough.
Today is the last day of the National Day Golden Week. Since the epidemic has not passed yet, there is no need to travel. Everyone has spent their energy and money on the Internet. The entire live broadcast base is different from the major scenic spots in Hangzhou. Those places
, this golden week did not have many more people than usual, but the entire live broadcast base seemed to have just experienced a big battle.
Starting from the night of September 30th, the live broadcast time of each live broadcast room has been extended to two or three o'clock in the morning. This happens every day until the last day today. Everyone has to go to work tomorrow, and not many people will stay up late and hug each other.
The phone has just returned to twelve o'clock, one o'clock.
This is especially true for head companies like Xue'er. Sheng Chuncheng came to give Xue'er a massage every other day. When Xue'er saw him, she screamed "I'm tired. I'm really exhausted. My throat is tired, my body is tired, and my heart is tired."
She was also tired. The company had expanded in size, with more people and more things to do, and a girl like her had to take care of them. Sheng Chuncheng also felt that she was tired.
On September 30th, they also held a party. Cher, Michelle, Ningxiang, and more than a dozen celebrities who joined their company, performed while bringing goods, from eight o'clock in the evening until three in the morning.
It is longer than the live broadcast of CCTV Spring Festival Gala. It is said that more than 20 million people watched their party.
And Xueer is the protagonist of this party. In her own words, the celebrities she used to look up to like gods have now become her supporting roles.
An epidemic, coupled with a wave of tax audit storms caused by Fan Bingbing, many film and television companies and crews have been disbanded. These stars have also fallen into a situation where they have no dramas to film. Following the trend and going live to bring goods, it becomes
their best choice.
In the live broadcast industry, after years of hard work, it has its own stars and fans. Even if they enter, it still doesn't work, and they still need to take advantage of the traffic of these top anchors.
But on the other hand, the large influx of these film and television stars has also taken away other people's cakes, leaving girls like August who are still struggling with no chance to get ahead. They can only continue to struggle and watch helplessly.
He looked at his company's anchor seats and resources and gave them all.
Sheng Chuncheng didn't know how long he sat there. It wasn't until more and more people started to arrive in the square that he realized that it was already time to get off work. He looked at his phone and saw that it was already 1:20.
Sheng Chuncheng stood up and walked towards Xueer's company.
Sheng Chuncheng went upstairs and walked out of the elevator. He saw the front hall and Xueer's company. It was as bright as day, but surprisingly quiet. There was no sound at all. When Sheng Chuncheng walked to the door, it was even more strange. He saw
Everyone else inside was gone, and there was only Xue'er, holding a glass of water in her hand, walking around in the live broadcast booths doing nothing.
Xueer turned her head, saw Sheng Chuncheng, and called out: "Master Sheng, you're here, I'm waiting for you."
Xue'er said and walked towards Sheng Chuncheng.
Sheng Chuncheng asked: "Why is it so quiet?"
Xueer smiled and said: "Everyone has been working too hard during this period, so I asked them to go back early today."
Sheng Chuncheng nodded and understood.
"Master Sheng, just stand there and don't move. Wait for me." Xue'er called.
Sheng Chuncheng stood there motionless while Xueer walked to the row of air switches next to the door and flicked the switches downward one by one. In front of and behind Sheng Chuncheng, large swaths of light appeared.
It darkened, and finally, in the huge office area, only a small area of light near the door of Xueer's office was still on.
Xueer walked past Sheng Chuncheng, closed and locked the door, then walked over, took Sheng Chuncheng's hand, and said to him:
"Let's go there."
Xueer led Sheng Chuncheng into the office, led him to the sofa, and said to him: "Master Sheng, please sit down and you'll be fine in a while."
Sheng Chuncheng nodded, and Xueer walked away. After a while, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
After the sound of water stopped, Xue'er was still as familiar as Sheng Chuncheng, with an unobstructed view. She wiped her hair with a bath towel and walked out. Needless to say, it had become a habit for the two of them.
Xueer walked up to Sheng Chuncheng, pulled up a swivel chair, put the bath towel in her hand on it, and sat down. She then picked up the hair dryer on the coffee table and stuffed it into Sheng Chuncheng's hand.
He stood up and started to blow dry Xueer's hair.
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