Chapter 232 Black-hearted Maggots

The moonlight made the distant mountains hazy. The girl walked on the road in the night, heading towards the top of the mountain.

For a child born in the land of Qi and Lu and growing up at the foot of Mount Tai, climbing Mount Tai at night is not very difficult.

But she couldn't afford a gimbal, so she could only rely on her calloused hands from farm work to try to hold steady the selfie stick she bought for twenty yuan at the market. Then she devoted half of her attention to paying attention to the comments and trying to say something to interact with the audience.

So she set out on the road at nine o'clock in the evening, and it is now 1:30 in the morning. The four and a half hours of live broadcast triggered the platform's traffic recommendation mechanism.

There are more viewers in the live broadcast room than usual. Although the screen is full of insults, it is also progress.

The girl wiped the sweat from her forehead and secretly calculated the time and distance. The sunrise is around 4:30 to 5:00 in the morning. The mountainside is already at her feet, so she has to hurry and try to find a good spot.

[Ugly bastard, still crawling, come back in an hour, I'll report you after the show ends. ]

[Super moderators are all brain-dead. They don’t ban this kind of ugly monster who is just trying to attract attention. They ban normal female anchors! ]

[I was really amused. The second young master of Dongbai Heishehui doesn't really think that they are doing a positive energy business, right? ]

[It's ridiculous that such a beastly anchor can be recommended. It's disgusting in the middle of the night. 】

[Let's break up. Don't give her traffic. The more you scold her, the happier she is. 】

The girl silently counted three hundred stone steps and turned her attention to the mobile phone screen again. There were more than two hundred people online in the live broadcast room, and the barrage was particularly active.

This has been the norm on the platform in the past week, ever since Mr. Xie, who is known as the national husband by the public and an investment genius by the media, was exposed for his negative news and became a hot topic.

Within two days, the platform sent a backstage notice strictly prohibiting vulgar content. A large number of anchors were banned for short periods of 3-7 days, and the "civilized viewing" barrage culture of live broadcast viewers collapsed instantly.

It's OK to have big gaming hosts supporting the show during the day, but once it's past midnight, 90% of the viewers who are still watching the live broadcast are there to have some flirty interactions with the female hosts.

So these viewers who had nowhere to go scolded Mr. Xie as a moral saint, who was secretly surrounded by celebrities and internet celebrities, but as soon as he entered the live broadcast industry, he launched some kind of Internet cleaning campaign and didn't even allow ordinary people to watch it.

Scold the female anchors on the platform who don't sell their bodies. Why do they do live broadcasts and ask for gifts when they don't sell their bodies? I went to a foot massage parlor and spent 200 yuan on it, but you still thought it was too expensive. You pretended to be a good girl in the live broadcast room.

The 16-year-old high school dropout was powerless to do anything about it. She was devastated when she was scolded on the first day, and she is still devastated now.

She follows a female anchor who doesn't sell her body but sings seriously. She can earn tens of thousands in a week. If she could also earn tens of thousands in a month, that would be great.

But she couldn't make any money just by getting scolded. She had no talent, wasn't pretty, was stupid, couldn't chat, and didn't dare to ask for gifts.

Fortunately, Mr. Xie said in a live broadcast some time ago that you can reach Iceland by walking along the Eurasian continent from China.

She didn’t know where Iceland was, and had only seen the aurora and glaciers in textbooks, but she understood the live broadcasts on outdoor travel.

Mount Tai is very famous and there is never a shortage of tourists, so it can be considered an outdoor tourism live broadcast.

The girl stepped onto the last stone step, breathed a sigh of relief, walked briskly to the observation deck, found a good position, carefully stretched out her arms, stood on tiptoe and raised the selfie stick.

From 8 pm to 40 am, hours and minutes, the skyline gradually became clear, the golden light crossed the dark sky, and a blue-green halo appeared. Golden and fiery clouds appeared on the horizon, and the sun slowly rose.

“The sunrise is really beautiful.”

The girl brushed away a strand of hair stuck to her cheek and pursed her lips with a serious look on her face.

[Hahaha, you really climbed up. If I report you now, you won’t cry, right?]

[Turtle, you are unique among the disgusting anchors. ]

[I just came and didn't watch it completely, the host will watch it again. 】

The barrage of comments surged, the dawn light was spreading in the sky, and the seriousness between the girl's eyebrows unconsciously turned into confusion in the interweaving of light and darkness.

Putting down her power bank and cell phone, which consumed a lot of electricity, she sat on the steps, ate two steamed buns with eggs in them in the breeze, put away her bottle of mineral water and started down the mountain.

The scorching sun baked the fields day after day, but she had not finished her farm work yet.

The way down the mountain was easier than the way up. When I got home just after noon, my grandfather had harnessed the ox cart and was squatting at the door, rolling a pipe.

The table was not cleared for lunch, flies were flying around and buzzing, and grandma was sitting in a cool corner with no light and said, "You can go to your father in a few days. You can't stay at home all the time. Have you booked the train tickets, Manman?"

The girl lowered her head and scooped out a bowl of leftovers from the stainless steel basin, poured boiled water on it, and ate it up in one gulp.

"Grandma, I'm full."

As she spoke, she went back to her room, changed her clothes, folded them and put them high in the closet, then wet a rag, wiped her shoes clean and covered them with a plastic bag.

The charging phone suddenly rang, and the unknown number came from Shanghai.

"Hello, is this Mr. Mai Shiyang? I am a staff member of the Panda TV live broadcast platform. I saw that your identity information was used to register a live broadcast room named 'Xuanxuan' on our platform. The person appearing in the live broadcast is a girl. What is your relationship with her? Her live broadcast performance on our platform is very good. We would like to sign a live broadcast contract with her with a basic guaranteed salary..."

The voice coming through the cheap smartphone was a little distorted, the sharp mechanical tone pierced through the confusion, and the girl's eyes were wet and tears were flowing.

Then he started crying loudly, and the louder he cried, the louder he cried.

"Grandma, I want to stay at home. I found a job and can make money..."

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[Thank you for your eight hours of hard work, and for sharing the incomparable beautiful scenery with everyone. I have seen it. At the same time, please believe that as long as you don't give up on yourself, the world will resonate. This is the meaning of live broadcasting. I am honored to share the world with you. - Xie Jingxing. ]

A short Weibo post topped the Weibo hot search list. This was the first time Xie Jingxing spoke publicly after the negative public opinion storm.

Half a year ago, at the moment when the online car-hailing war was about to end and the food delivery war was about to begin, someone commented on Zhihu: When the stars in the Internet market are shining, Xie Jingxing rises like a meteor across the sky. I hope he will not fall sadly, and I also hope his opponents will continue to shine.

Xie Jingxing’s reply was that I am honored to share an era with you, which is the attitude towards the so-called Internet stars like Jack Ma and Pony Ma.

Now he once again used the words "honor" and "share" to describe an ordinary young girl among the masses.

The official Weibo account of Panda TV reposted the news and stated that it would sign a two-year live broadcast contract with Mai Xuan with a basic guaranteed salary of 3500 yuan and a 50% share of the gift income.

They also invited him to visit the Panda TV headquarters and gave him a 20,000 yuan incentive bonus and a full set of live broadcast equipment.

"Too stingy." Young Master Wang regained his former spirit and complained.

Xie Jing Xing picked up the coffee and drank it down: "She is 16 years old, you'd better be more careful, and deal with related issues vaguely in the future."

"OK, don't worry." Young Master Wang nodded his chin. Giving too much money was not a good thing. It was just to erect a positive energy archway.

Xie Jing Xing sneered: "I'll let your mother rest assured. This morning, the super administrator almost closed her live broadcast room. I just told you yesterday to properly manage internal operations, right?"

“…The backend reporting risk control mechanism needs to be optimized, and the super-manager can’t keep an eye on it all the time.”

Young Master Wang reluctantly explained in a sullen manner and was too embarrassed to retort. He could tell that Xie Jingxing had been watching her all night, and during the day he personally called this young anchor to communicate and develop a complete marketing plan.

It was obvious that he had no confidence in Panda TV's internal operations team, and damn, he was right.

Young Master Wang was thinking viciously about firing a few useless people as a warning to others. He could forget about taking his cats and dogs out for a while and had to stay in the company working all day.

How could this guy named Xie be so perverted? He works all night without sleeping, and is still energetic and cursing during the day.

Doesn't this guy need a rest? Then why does he make so much money?
Young Master Wang was so worried that he kept grabbing his hair. After Xie Jingxing finished scolding him, he patted his butt and left. He went back to the hotel, packed his suitcase and headed for the capital.

"The girl sent me a WeChat message to thank you and asked if she could meet you when she came to visit Shanghai."

Arriving in the capital and on the way to Concubine Pei's "Crying" studio, Song Anli teased with interest.

Xie Jingxing shrugged: "Can you be more boring?"

"Then how should I reply to her?" Song Anli asked back.

Xie Jing Xing was silent for a moment: "Do you still remember the team building at the Sheshan manor when we were recording a variety show last year? You deliberately made me do the troublesome ice cutting of whiskey, and I said a few words to you, and you left angrily. Feng Shuo said that you had a miserable time meeting me."

Song Anli didn't comment. She really didn't know about this. "What did you say to him at that time?"

"People's fate is determined by heaven. I'm not a saint. It's hard for me to save myself, let alone save everyone I meet." Xie Jingxing said in a lighter tone.

Song Anli opened her mouth but no sound came out. She knew all the information about Mai Xuan. She was a 16-year-old dropout from a rural Shandong province whose parents worked away from home. She came from a poor family, had an ordinary appearance and no special talents.

Although she is not a professional, she can tell from experience that it is impossible for this girl to keep her job as a live broadcaster.

Unless you can firmly grasp this opportunity that has fallen from the blue, the road ahead will be very difficult, just like it is difficult to cut the meat from stock speculation or it is difficult for the lady who has gone into the sea to get ashore.

"Jin Yong wrote that if you meet Yang Guo, you will ruin your life. Lu Yao wrote that the peasants should work hard in the fields and not fantasize about the life of city dwellers. I don't really believe them."

Xie Jingxing took out a standard contract and flicked it: "You have to have tasted it, seen it, and tried it. Besides, ordinary things are precious, right? If you are kind-hearted, go on a business trip to Shandong and climb Mount Tai."

"Ah?" A smile appeared on Song Anli's pretty face.

Xie Jingxing pouted in disdain: "Come on, stop pretending, I'll give you two days off and bring her to Beijing to sign the contract. She will be the first signed artist under the MCN business of Pei Fei Studio. Whether she can succeed depends on God's will."

Song Anli immediately nodded happily. She didn't think she was being too chaste. At most, she just felt a little empathy.

After all, she was like that in the past, catching a pie casually thrown by the man next to her and luckily not being killed, and was able to live to this day.

Xiaomai needs to work hard and not let herself down...

The car stopped by the roadside and Song Anli excitedly returned to the airport and flew to Shandong.

Xie Jingxing's sense of accomplishment +1, although he couldn't save himself and others, he could still build a bamboo raft. If anyone said he was cold-blooded and inhumane again, he would talk back.

"You are so cold!"

Concubine Pei didn't think so. She sat in the studio office, pouting and her pretty face full of resentment.

Xie Jing Xing was speechless. It had been a long time since he had heated up with her.

There is no way, both of them are busy, he is traveling all over the world and uses airplane as his regular means of transportation, while she is staying in the mountains of Dali and has just finished filming "Where the Wind Is".

Besides, Zhou Fenglan is waiting for a prenatal check-up in Beijing, and Yu Tong is about to return to China to take charge of Shanghai or Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The Empress Dowagers of the East and West are far away from each other, so they will probably have to be more restrained and tighten their belts in the future.

Xie Jingxing was curled up in the sofa leisurely. Concubine Pei wiped off the protein essence and resentment on her pretty face and ran out of the locked office to wash her face and touch up her makeup.

After a long time of tossing and turning, they were finally able to talk about business. He put away his idleness and asked, "How was the communication with Zhao Mengche?"

"It's OK. My mother communicates with her quite a lot. She has some ideas and wants 40% of the shares."

Princess Pei was not very interested. Compared with Pony.com and the acquisition and hoarding of entertainment IPs, she did not think that MCN incubation was a good business.

Xie Jingxing didn't know how to explain to her. After all, he just pulled up his pants and it was still soft and couldn't get hard.

Moreover, Concubine Pei is very obedient. She acquired Xiaoma Pentium at the beginning of the year and assigned the three businesses of hoarding entertainment IP, celebrity artist brokerage, and internet celebrity MCN incubation to the name of "Kujiji" studio. She did all of these.

The hoarding of entertainment IPs is methodical and steady. I have almost bought out all the popular products from Qidian and Zongheng online literature sites. I have also bought a lot of physically published novels, including those by Gu Man, Liu Cixin, and Nanpai Sanshu.

For this purpose, a special entertainment IP acquisition and evaluation team was set up to give the highest rating of S to the "Dragon Clan" series by writer Jiangnan Laozei. The corresponding IP content involves large-scale scenes of slaying dragons, blowing up dams and destroying subways, which are difficult to shoot under the current film and television industry conditions.

Xie Jingxing read this novel specifically and for a time he developed an inferiority complex because he was not as capable as the third rich second-generation male character in the novel.

The same is true for the Dou Qi Transformation Horse in the male fantasy fairy tale online novel. Mr. Xie cannot afford such a big project for the time being.

As a result, many IP copyrights have accumulated tens of millions of funds, barely relying on pledge loans to balance their working capital. It is estimated that it will take at least three years before the consumption capacity of the entertainment market can support the high-cost productions that match them.

The celebrity brokerage business has little to do with money. It mainly consumes entertainment industry connections. If Concubine Pei can feed herself, then if there are a few more celebrities of the same level, everyone will starve.

Pei Fei's mother thought that they should start with Taobao for new talents, stay at the drama academy, pick out a few good seedlings, sign seven-year contracts, and train them with the resources of Xiaoma Pentium. This is another way of slow and careful work.

After counting and comparing, only the Internet celebrity MCN business was effective quickly, so Xie Jingxing stepped in to bring in the now famous travel blogger Zhao Mengche as a partner.

The 40% stake she wants is purely for the internet celebrity MCN business segment, which does not include celebrity artist brokerage and entertainment IP.

Currently, the MCN business of internet celebrities under the 'Kujiji' studio is dominated by her personal travel track IPs with up to 300 million fans on the entire network, and the rest are some Weibo internet celebrity accounts acquired at low prices, etc.

40% of the shares is just right, not too much, not too little.

Zhao Mengche was currently busy filming videos and creating content in Egypt. Her skin had become several degrees darker. She called Xie Jingxing in the middle of the night and scolded him for being a black-hearted maggot who had tricked her into investing and then ignored her.

It has been several months and she is still the only blogger.

"Now that she has a partner, why not send Mai Xuan to Egypt to study with her for a while?" Xie Jingxing asked thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)