"The Lonely One" is a song with a passionate melody, but it still has a feminine beauty.
When she is passionate, Lin Mengling sings passionately, and her facial expressions show her heroic appearance.
When she is feminine, Lin Mengling sings with a lingering sound, and her ethereal voice echoes in the live broadcast room, all relying on her natural voice.
The Creator is really unfair and his preference for Lin Mengling is not stingy at all.
A sweet voice may be the most appropriate way to describe Lin Mengling.
The 4-minute song only lasted a moment in Ye Wen's heart and in the hearts of passers-by.
Ye Wen closed his eyes and enjoyed the melody brought by Lin Mengling. When the song ended, he stared at Lin Mengling.
Maybe all she needs to do is write her the music scores of the songs that were popular during her lifetime, and she can make a fortune from her singing.
Her mastery of the songs is no less impressive than the original ones.
Ye Wen then thought about plagiarizing other people's songs to get rich.
Useless, trash.
It's a very unethical thing.
Plagiarism is the most shameful behavior, this time it is just a reference.
Lin Mengling can get ahead with her own talent, so I don't have to worry about her. Besides, teaching her to plagiarize is an insult to her.
"Good singing." Ye Wen looked at Lin Mengling and clapped softly.
Lin Mengling responded to Ye Wen with a smile.
The live broadcast room first went silent and then boiled over. Only one second passed.
"Time flies so fast. Xiaobai's singing is so beautiful."
"This song is at least ten years ahead of current songs."
"Pay attention, pay attention. The person is beautiful and the voice is sweet. If you don't pay attention, it is unforgivable."
After a fierce compliment, Lin Mengling put her hands together and made a begging expression.
"It's not easy for a newcomer. I hope the audience will pay attention to me. This is really important to me."
Hearing this, passers-by paid attention.
From the original more than 5,000 fans, shuashuashua increased to 15,000 fans.
One song earned her 10,000 followers.
Sharp-eyed passers-by also noticed, "It's unheard of for a newcomer to gain 10,000 followers in one song. How incredible."
"Get in the car, get in the car, brothers, I'll get in the car first."
At this time, the animation of getting on the bus and swiping your card pops up on the screen.
Lin Mengling didn't understand the meaning and turned towards Ye Wen, looking for the answer.
Ye Wen explained to him softly, "Getting on the bus is a VIP system. There are two types of getting on the bus. One is the bus, which costs 128 yuan a month. There are special effects every time you enter the live broadcast room, and it is Distinguished level 25 live broadcast room member, this brother recharges you by getting on the bus, and your current income is 64 yuan."
"What about the other way to get on the bus?"
"The other option is to take a private car, which is a distinguished existence in the live broadcast room. It costs 648 yuan a month. If you are directly upgraded to a level 30 live broadcast room member, your income will be 324 yuan."
"324 yuan, which is only 64 yuan, is not a lot."
"Don't worry, just watch." Ye Wen seemed to be expecting something in his eyes.
After a while, fans one after another asked Lin Mengling to get on the bus.
Someone even charged Lin Mengling for a private car.
At this time, Lin Mengling’s top-up ranking list was far ahead of fans who got into private cars.
"Look, one is very cheap. Now there are more than 100 buses and about ten private cars."
"You have earned more than 13,000 yuan now."
"Indeed, it's not bad!"
Lin Mengling quickly turned her head and thanked the fans.
"It's almost time to close the live broadcast room." Ye Wen suggested from the side, "Find a reason to close the live broadcast room."
"Why, isn't now the time to make money?"
"If you want to grow, you can't satisfy them all at once, you have to give them the illusion of being close or far away."
"This way they will have the idea of consuming you in the long term."
"What you say makes sense. How do you, a big boy, know anything about live broadcast room marketing?"
Lin Mengling questioned her soul.
"I know a little bit about all the knowledge." Ye Wen smiled bitterly.
It was impossible to tell him that in his previous life, he had watched too many short videos and live broadcasts because he was fishing at work.
These routines are just borrowed from our ancestors.
"Listen to you."
"Sorry everyone, tonight's live broadcast room ends here. See you there at 8 o'clock tomorrow night."
Without waiting for fans to reply, Lin Mengling quickly closed the live broadcast room and downloaded the game.
As soon as the chair turned, she kicked up her feet and lay down on the bed.
She turned on her phone and checked her account balance.
I was shocked when I saw it. It turned out that the 13,000 yuan just now was immediately deposited into my mobile phone.
She quickly opened Ye Wen's Fetion friends and directly transferred 10,000 yuan.
"What are you doing?" Ye Wen looked down at the Fetion message.
"Repaying it to you, have you forgotten the last time you went to Yunhai Longting? You gave me ten thousand yuan. Today, I have money, so I will return it to you."
"Actually, there's no need to worry. I gave a large part of your first salary to me. Isn't that good?"
"Stop talking nonsense, I've already transferred it to you forcibly, just accept it."
Seeing that Lin Mengling was determined to make money, Ye Wen had no choice but to accept it.
Ye Wen sighed.
Ten thousand yuan?
Ah! After today, her ability to make money is far beyond her imagination.
She said there was no rush because she would have money to pay back at any time.
"The live broadcast is so tiring!" Lin Mengling lay on the bed looking at her phone and sighed.
"That's not it." Ye Wen turned his chair and faced Lin Mengling, "It's still enjoyable, it feels like a live broadcast."
"It's okay, it's not quite what I expected."
"What's the difference?"
"Does it have to be so clear?"
"Um!"
When Lin Mengling saw Ye Wen asking questions again and again, she had no choice but to tell him, "I used to think that people on live broadcasts were all unscrupulous and coquettish."
"After the live broadcast today, it turns out that the content can be broadcast seriously without going too far."
"It would be nice of you to know."
Ye Wen wiped the sweat from his forehead.
It would be great if everyone looked as good-looking as you.
Those who have no choice but to brush aside, aren't they all broadcasting serious things and no one will watch them, so they go down the wrong path.
Ye Wen actually has a correct outlook on life, thinking that no matter how he broadcasts, it is other people's hard work to make money and should be respected.
…………
The next morning, Ye Wen returned home after walking Xiao Hei.
"Ye Wen, look!" Lin Mengling handed the phone to Ye Wen to look at.
What appeared in front of Ye Wen was the news on his mobile phone.
The title stands out in huge red font.
[Miracle girl, created the live broadcast myth, 30,000 people watched online that day]
Ye Wen glanced at the content roughly.
It is about the first time such a grand event has occurred in the live broadcast industry.
"It's not bad." Ye Wen said to Lin Mengling while cooking dog rice.
"But look at this again."
Ye Wen took the phone and saw the title.
[Lin’s fake daughter turned into an internet celebrity female anchor]
The news content repeatedly belittled the live broadcast industry and exposed Lin Mengling as a daughter who was kicked out of her home. It was also fake. It felt like someone reported it maliciously.
"Ignore him, they are all jealous of you." Ye Wen comforted, walked over with the dog food and handed it to Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei wolfed down his meal.
"Don't let these news affect your mood."
When Lin Mengling heard this, she nodded slightly.
…………
Newspaper agency.
"Following the deeds of the white silk female anchor last night."
"Background! Age! Job! Identity! Find them all out for me."
"Urgent update."
A young woman walked up to the editor.
"Our young lady can provide you with information."
The arrogant editor stood up and said, "It's that lady!"
"Exactly, come with me!"
The editor followed the young woman to a room.
"The eldest lady of the Lin Group is really you."
Lin Chaofeng smiled slightly and pointed to the cash on the table, "I will not only tell you all the information, but I will also give you money without any reward from you."
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand this? It's easy to collect money and do things." The young woman on the side spoke for Lin Chaofeng.
"I understand what you mean." The editor-in-chief smiled crookedly, took a bag, and collected everything on the table.
His eyes showed a greedy look.
Lin Chaofeng looked outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.
How could I make this stinky girl turn over?
…………
It was late at night, close to six or seven o'clock.
Lin Mengling naturally turned on the computer and prepared for the live broadcast.
When I looked at the private messages, there were more than 200 of them.
Lin Mengling read the content of the private messages with a smile. The first 150 messages were all sent in the morning, all of which were to promote the broadcast and express her love.
When Lin Mengling scrolled through the 151st article, it was a piece of content that insulted Lin Mengling. It was sent at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.
Lin Mengling was unhappy.
I am indeed not money, and I cannot be liked by everyone.
But the private messages that followed were all insulting her.
Every private message is filled with words like 'bitch', 'liar' and 'go to hell'.
Lin Mengling looked confused as to what happened.
Ye Wen handed over his mobile phone, "Look, this article has done a good job."
Lin Mengling looked at her phone.
[Last night, the miracle girl was not only a fake daughter, but also had a boyfriend and was pregnant. In order to make money for milk powder, she did not hesitate to sell her sex and act like a young and beautiful girl. I appealed to netizens to never believe this woman]
When Lin Mengling saw such news, her hands were shaking and her face was blue.
"How can you say that about me? This is clearly a lie."
"Judging from the current situation, we may be the only ones who believe this is a rumor."
Ye Wen sighed, "I was careless."
"There's another risk if you forget to turn on your camera."
"What a risk."
"That's your Lin family!" Ye Wen didn't have the slightest doubt, but told Lin Mengling decisively, "I can't think of anyone who spreads rumors and can order the newspaper to do such a thing, and who has a grudge against you except the Lin family."
"how so?"
Lin Mengling recalled Lin Zhengnan's words in the hospital at that time, "Just suffer slowly in this world of human suffering."
My heart was shocked.
Dad, do you really want to do this?
"Don't worry yet, there must be someone who understands."
"Too!"
Lin Mengling quickly opened the fan list.
Fortunately, the number of fans is only less than 1,000. It seems that things have not fully matured yet.
Just as Lin Mengling was relaxing, an instant message sounded.
Lin Mengling thought that it was probably not a curse word, so Lin Mengling mustered up the courage to open it.
It's a letter from a stranger.
It read, "Hello, I am the person who pushed the announcement to you last night."
"Go to Qingyi Cafe at 1 o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
"There is a truth you want, and it must be told to you face to face."
Lin Mengling was startled and thought about pushing an announcement to herself.
He had to thank him in person, but he said there was truth.
It feels suspicious again.
After much thought, it was better to ask Ye Wen to go with him, so that he could be taken care of.
What is the truth?
Lin Mengling couldn't figure it out.
