Wu Wei redesigned his "live broadcast room".

Jiang Chen was busy using a clean rag to wipe the last bit of floating dust in the room.

Zhou Xin was busy sorting out the wiring of various equipment at the big live broadcast table, bowing his head and kneeling on one knee or simply sitting on the floor. He was very serious, and he knew that Wu Wei didn't like the mess.

Fu Kai had nothing to do, so he could only walk back and forth slightly awkwardly, looking for something he could participate in.

Wu Wei was conducting the final debugging. On this night, he slowly completed all the preparations and did not rush to start a live broadcast.

It was already past ten o'clock when the live broadcast room was set up. I was barbecuing on the street next to the studio. A group of four sat in small stools, sat around the floor table, drinking beer, and sweating on this summer night.

There is no special smell of wine on the street, and it is not afraid of the deep taste of the alley, so it is almost difficult to see outsiders, all familiar neighbors, and there is no such thing as buying a bill at a restaurant. It is like greetings and sitting down to drink together and rejecting sounds one after another.

There is no so-called table-sharing here, and there is no need for the boss to make arrangements. There are men who can't sleep at night to cool off, naked, two bottles of beer and a plate of edamame sitting there talking about drinking, and soon the guests can gather at the table.

Wu Wei was awakened by the dazzling sunshine. The worst thing about sleeping on the balcony bed was that it was difficult to sleep in. He drank a few more bottles last night, so he was too lazy to get up. He opened the curtains and looked inside the house. His parents' door was open and the person was not there. The room he belonged to Jiang Chen was now using, and the door was closed.

Wu Wei did not put on pajamas to show his gentlemanly. He wrapped his blanket and walked into his parents' room. He raised his feet and closed the door, tied his head to the bed, pulled the curtains up most of the time, and continued to enjoy this rare weekend lazy time. In normal times, even if he was hangover, he would get up and go to Guan Chunyu's music classroom to attend classes.

After sleeping for a while, at a moment of awakening, I touched my phone that was already part of my body. Even though I had just come from the balcony to the house, I wanted to sleep so sleepy that I didn't forget to hold the phone in my hand when I got up.

After fiddling with my cell phone for a while, I got up, took a shower, washed up, changed into clothes and walked downstairs.

In the shade downstairs, Wu Jianping was playing a very popular card game with a few neighbors and colleagues, with a completely irregular "table and chair" that had already been adapted to by users.

I leaned over to look at a few cards, handed the uncle and lit it. I walked to the top of the building and turned around and saw that in a small store near the street, my mother was sitting at a table near the door, playing mahjong, and the QQ car was parked on the side of the road. Wu Wei went to the small supermarket next to buy a bag of ice cream and sent it to the chessboard room to relieve the heat. He nodded and smiled vaguely. There was no way, there were too many people and they knew each other, so there was no need to call each one.

The car drove to the door of the studio, Fu Kai sat at the door, holding his camera, and gestured towards the main street of Huimin Road.

Wu Wei got out of the car and walked into the studio. A sultry heat hit him, but there was no odor in the stuffy heat.

"I'm not hot alone, so I didn't turn on the air conditioner." Fu Kai followed him in and installed the camera.

"Let's go and take a video with me."

When Wu Wei and Fu Kai came back at around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Chen and Zhou Xin were ready. Jiang Chen had exquisite makeup and carefully dressed up. Zhou Xin was also dressed up very well today. On the table outside, there were stews of stews and persimmons, beef stewed with persimmons, fish-flavored shredded pork and vinegar-sliced ​​cabbage slices. Wu Jianping and Wei Shuping immediately arranged to serve the meal when they saw their son come back.

On the other side of the live broadcast room, the roller shutter door outside did not drop down, the glass door was closed, the black-shading curtains were pulled up, and the air conditioner inside the house was moderate.

"Eat breakfast, live broadcast after eating, so we don't care about it in the evening." Seeing my son's expression, Wei Shuping quickly explained, this is not your first live broadcast today, and we will not care about your meal in the future.

It is difficult for Jiang Chen and Zhou Xin to understand that Wu Wei can still shoot short videos calmly today. They really cannot understand Wu Wei’s idea. Before, a great god like Su Su took the initiative to invite you to give you popularity and you didn’t go to her live broadcast room. What a great opportunity for the music festival, it would have increased by 10,000 or 2 million fans, but you have a personality and become a little transparent person.

Today you will be live broadcasting your debut, and you are still very calm. Even if you don’t have any friends in the circle to help you choose, at least there should be no problem with Su Su?

Zhou Xin thought Wu Wei was quite terrible. At this time, he could still hold on. He had not changed his clothes and had not made the so-called live broadcast style. Didn’t he agree to live broadcast at five o’clock? You…

So calm?

So calm?

After dinner, Wu Wei even got into a large size, and then took out a T-shirt to put it on. Seeing the clothes he was wearing, Zhou Xin and Jiang Chen were speechless again. Are you sure?

I didn't change my pants and shoes at all, but I just changed my upper body to a dark-colored T-shirt.

In the following time, Wu Wei sat in the boss's chair in the live broadcast room, holding his mobile phone to send messages. The computer and corresponding live broadcast equipment in front of him were turned on.

"Wu Wei, Su Su has posted a video for you."

Wu Wei clicked Susu's slow voice number, the latest short video work, Susu formally sat in front of the camera and recorded a promotional video.

"Hello everyone, I am Su Su. At 5 o'clock tonight, my good friend Wu Wei will broadcast his debut live broadcast on Slow Yin. I hope everyone can support me. At that time, there will be a very, very nice new song to everyone. Friends who don't go will definitely regret it."

Wu Wei sent a thank you message and posted the live broadcast trailer video he had shot in advance.

Wu Wei thought he would be nervous. As the live broadcast approached, time passed by little by little. He found that he was not nervous at all, and he was confident in facing the countdown of the time when the live broadcast started.

I have A-machine singing skills, I have D-level dance, I have D-level suona playing ability, I have C-level choreography ability, I have D-level guitar playing ability, I have D-level guitar playing ability, I have already possessed the talent ability to crush the anchors on the entire network, I still have more than a year of experience of being unpopular but already familiar with live broadcast routines, and I still have a song that is destined to be a classic. Isn’t that enough?

It’s okay, if it’s not enough, I will give you another song; if it’s not enough, I will go to the lottery and get more talent performances for you.

Just looking at the face? It doesn’t matter. Give me time and I will draw more skin beautification or acne removal experience. I don’t need any other assistance. As long as the face returns to normal, I will let you know what sealed appearance means and what kind of lethality will it have once it is revealed.

At five o'clock, Wu Wei started the live broadcast on time.

With a fan base of more than four million, Susu gave the popularity of the video. As soon as Wu Wei started live broadcasts, Susu came in and browsed the scenes brought by gifts, allowing the live broadcast room to gather more than 50,000 viewers to watch his live broadcast within three minutes.

Wu Wei swept over some new songs on the screen and quickly said something like Bi Moji, stood up, pushed the swivel chair aside, stood back, and entered the mirror, stood on the ground with the microphone stand, the microphone was placed, the accompaniment was ready, Wu Wei, who was carrying the guitar, stood there, the music started...

Without rendering and not deliberately creating an atmosphere, this is not the preparation that this song should have. It only needs to appear, and it will naturally produce the appeal that is exclusive to it.

"I once dreamed of walking around the world with a sword."

“Look at the prosperity of the world.”

"There are always some things in the heart of young people."

"Now you are home in the world."
Chapter completed!