Chapter 151 Send another wave of traffic
Chapter 151 Send another wave of traffic
When Ying Shuyuan saw the live broadcast room next door, she immediately assumed it was Su Mo's live broadcast room. She couldn't control her tone for a moment, "If you like to see ugly things, go to the next door. There are a lot of ugly things. Isn't dancing tiring? I'll take a break and keep chanting here."
The assistant frantically gestured to Ying Shuyuan, asking her to pay attention to her image. By the time Ying Shuyuan reacted, it was too late. The live broadcast clip had already been intercepted and circulated online.
Seeing that the fans’ reactions were becoming increasingly weird, Ying Shuyuan quickly explained, “Because someone took over the live broadcast room earlier, and I was not feeling well today, I didn’t control myself just now. I’m sorry everyone.” Then she closed the live broadcast.
It took only 30 minutes from start to finish, breaking the record for the shortest live broadcast of 'Small Impact'.
Because of Ying Shuyuan's actions, many angry netizens went to Su Mo's live broadcast room to increase the popularity of Su Mo. Unexpectedly, they were infected by the friendly atmosphere of the live broadcast room and really watched it seriously.
Su Mo looked at the sudden surge in online viewing, his eyes smiling like a crescent moon, "Welcome new babies, we have just broadcast two episodes, you can watch the replay later."
Su Mo pointed to the upper left corner and said, "Remember to click the little heart in the upper left corner to follow us. Thank you everyone."
At this moment, gorgeous carnival special effects appeared in the live broadcast room.
Su Mo glanced at the name "Ri Jing San" and felt sweet in his heart. It seemed that Lin Ying was here. Such a rough way of naming. "Thank you to the fans of 'Ri Jing San' for the carnival. If you like any of them, you can just give them more little hearts."
Another gorgeous carnival special effect, just ended, followed by another gorgeous carnival special effect. I played ten in a row before stopping.
Lin Qian stood nearby, looking at the gorgeous special effects, her mouth and eyes wide open, a stunned expression on her face.
[This young lady’s expression, hahaha, so cute, I took a screenshot and saved it. ]
【Hahahaha, me too, so cute. 】
Su Mo saw that the special effects finally stopped, and quickly said: "Thank you to this friend 'Rijingsan', this old friend covered all the expenses for our live broadcast today. Everyone, please stop giving us gifts. I will turn off the gift function first."
[I suddenly became a fan of Su Mo. The older sister just now kept asking us to give her gifts but refused to do anything. I really don’t know why I became a fan of her.]
[That's right. The more I think about it, the angrier I get. I tried so hard to get her on the list before.]
Su Mo saw that the trend of the comments was not right and had a rough guess in his mind, but in order to avoid the live broadcast room from changing, he stopped it and said, "New baby, let's look at the beautiful clothes together. What I am wearing now is the horse-faced skirt that everyone has been waiting for. The difference between it and the skirt given away in the last live broadcast is mainly in the embroidery method and pattern. In order to improve the daily wear of the skirt, we replaced the fragile gold thread with a more durable yarn. Although the shiny effect will be a little worse, the cost performance will be higher and it will be easier to take care of in daily life." After that, Su Mo turned around to show the effect of the skirt when it turned. It was indeed not as shiny as before, but it still had a glowing effect.
[It's very real, I'm not exaggerating to say the effect is exactly the same. ]
[That's so thoughtful. I was worried that the skirt would be hard to take care of. If I had to send it to the dry cleaner every time, I'm afraid I couldn't afford it.]
[Me too. My mom always says I'm like a man, with big movements and carelessness. If I buy something and wear it once or twice and it gets torn, I'll be heartbroken.]
Lin Qian added: "This one is indeed more resistant to snags." She then pulled her skirt.
"Yes, and we specially lengthened the straps of this skirt and added hidden buttons, so you don't have to worry about the stomach being squeezed. We ensure that every little friend has enough room to eat when they are full."
[Hahaha, my friend asked me if I was pregnant, and I said yes, it was the baby of me, spicy hot pot, hamburgers, hot pot, and barbecue.]
[Hahaha, what a coincidence, our child has the same father. Scumbag, I'm going to eat a Wallace and get an abortion.]
Amidst laughter and joy, Su Mo spent a total of two hours showing the clothes in all aspects, telling the people in the live broadcast room its advantages and disadvantages one by one, and also collected everyone's preferences and recorded the content that needed to be modified.
After the live broadcast ended, Lin Qian returned to the office and collapsed on the sofa, sighing, "This is really not a job for humans. My back aches and my mouth is dry."
Su Mo smiled and handed her a bottle of iced coffee. "Just do more live broadcasts. Money is hard to make, but shit is hard to eat. If you want to get money out of other people's wallets, you must be able to endure hardships and be humble."
Lin Qian suddenly became interested, "How much do you think we can earn when the new store opens?"
"I don't know. Judging from the feedback today, it shouldn't be bad. But I can't say for sure. After all, someone sent traffic today, and many of the people who came later should be Ying Shuyuan's fans."
"So do you think we should still settle the score for her taking over our live broadcast room?" Lin Qian asked.
"Of course. If I hadn't been so pressed for time, I would have never given in. One thing is one thing, the traffic is just a little interest."
"Yeah," Lin Qian nodded in agreement, "Next time I will definitely lock the door, and they can break it down if they dare."
Su Mo gave Lin Qian an appreciative look and said, "I think it's okay."
Lin Qian raised her eyelids and asked, "Who is that 'Ri Jing San' today? He is so generous."
Su Mo was a little surprised, "You don't know?"
Lin Qian was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Should I know?"
"Hahaha," Su Mo smiled and decided to keep it a secret from Lin Qian for now. He would find a suitable opportunity to announce their relationship to her when Lin Ying came back. "She's a loyal fan. The script for that TV series is pretty good. I can talk to the director after I finish filming the movie."
"Okay, I'll reply to the other party." Lin Qian sat up slightly, feeling as if she had missed some important information, but couldn't catch it. In order not to embarrass herself, Lin Qian habitually took out her mobile phone and opened Weibo to see if there was any hot search today, but she saw the information that made her angry.
Ying Shuyuan V: Dear fans, I'm sorry. I apologize for my inappropriate words and actions in the live broadcast room today. I was feeling a little unwell today, and someone else took over my live broadcast room, which made my time very tight, so I was angry and said that the other person's stuff was not good. Later, when I was live broadcasting, I was not able to adjust my state, so I...
I know that no matter what, as a public figure, I should be careful about my words and actions and should not make excuses for my mistakes, so I sincerely apologize to all my fans and friends. I hope you can forgive me.
"Wow, I've never seen such a confusing combination of right and wrong in my life." Lin Qian turned her phone towards Su Mo angrily. Su Mo took a look at the content on it and a smile appeared on his lips as expected.
"That's great. This lady is going to send me some traffic." Su Mo said easily.
“Yes, we’ll post the recording now.”
Su Mo stopped him and said, "No, report what happened this afternoon to the company first and wait for the company to give their opinion."
"Okay." Lin Qian suddenly felt full of energy. She immediately turned on the computer and started writing the complaint report.
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