C14 An Muxue and Her Live Broadcast Economy

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A 1.6 meter tall middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was singing.

"Lord Marquis!" A young man in a suit pushed open the door and whispered something in his ear.

There were no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys were kings.

Lord Marquis Yong It was this ordinary-looking man in front of him. At his position, he had experienced all kinds of storms and storms. He had accumulated quite a bit of money as well. Eating, drinking, and having fun were his job.

He put down the microphone and frowned as he thought for a while. "Chiang Yi? The son of Chiang Jian who sells furniture?"

"Yes. "Yes," Chiang Jian said. "He just called to see you. He wants to ask for your help. " He wants you to teach a student called Chu Liang a lesson. "

"Just say that I'm not in Hua City. I won't see you."

"Yes, Master Hou." The suited man respectfully withdrew.

It had been a long time since he had started fighting and killing. He had indeed had a few meals with Chiang Jian, but there was no need for him to break the rules just because of this person. Moreover, how could a university student be so powerful that he had to take action?

"Dad. I'm so angry."

The door that had just been closed was suddenly pushed open.

Master Hou saw his son with a swollen face. "What's going on? Who hit you?"

This was the only child of the third generation successor. Master Hou was naturally very nervous. Since young, he had always held it in his hands. He wanted the wind for the wind, and he wanted the rain for the rain.

"Damn it! This matter isn't going to be so easy. Don't even think about having a good life with that little girl and that brat." Chiang Yi drank a cup of wine and was still extremely angry.

Mad dog, didn't I ask you to protect the young master well? What exactly is going on?"

The mad dog under Hou Jun said, "It's like this. The young master and I originally found the girl before..."

"Bang!"

Master Hou slammed the table heavily. There's actually still someone moving in Hua City! My son! I don't want my life anymore. "What is the background of the other party?"

Before he made his move, the Old Pugilistic World's Marquis still had to figure out the background.

The mad dog continued," We've already found out. He's just an ordinary university student. Maybe his family has some small money, and he's been very arrogant recently."

"Wait." Master Hou suddenly thought of something. "Da Dong, who do you think Chiang Jian wanted me to teach to?"

"Chu Liang. It can't be the same person, can it?" Da Dong also reacted.

"Call Chiang Yi and tell him I'll be back soon. "I know about him. Tell him to prepare the gift. We'll help him do it beautifully."

Since we're going to do it anyway, we can get some benefits along the way. Why not...

"I agree!" Chiang Yi held his phone excitedly. "Secretary Hou called me and will help."

Liu Yue kissed him on the face. "Darling, you are great. And your father is so proud. Even Master Hou can be called."

That's not it! " Chiang Yi was floating in the air. He was about to fly into the sky.

Monday, Hua University classroom.

A few people from Chu Liang's dormitory were sitting in the back row. Zhao Jie whispered, Good for you. He hadn't come back for a few days. "Sure, sure."

Yao Wei joined in as well. Are we going to the Witch Mountain with Yang Feifei? "Hehe."

"I told you two were too dirty." Chu Liang rolled his eyes and continued, "I also have a place to stay outside. I happened to be busy these few days, so I didn't come back."

"Sure! We, Young Master Chu, are different. One day, we will go out and visit your mansion."

"No problem. When there is no class, we will go and take a look."

"Don't talk to the students behind." The teacher who was still in the middle of the lecture naturally noticed the three of them whispering to each other.

In the end, the suspenders were still suspenders.

Liu Yue thought, "Just laugh. Master Hou has already agreed to help. Let's see how many more days you can laugh."

After two listless lessons, When it was the next lesson, the drowsy person seemed to have been injected with stimulants and instantly woke up.

One reason was that economics was their main subject. Another reason was that Teacher Ann Muxue was a beauty.

"Wake up!" Zhao Jie opened his eyes wide and said, "Our beautiful teacher is coming."

Ann Muxue was wearing a tight silk shirt and a pencil skirt that covered her butt. She was dressed in white clothes that were lighter than snow, revealing her exquisite and sexy figure. She was the dream lover of many college boys.

"I wonder if everyone has been paying attention to the economy of the live broadcast recently." Ann Muxue opened her mouth and even her voice was intoxicating.

"Maybe some students have watched the live broadcast a lot, but they do not know the history of the live broadcast. Since 2005, our country's live broadcast industry has appeared. "However, in the past one or two years, it has reached the level of an eruption.

The live broadcast economy was a new form of economy. It had strong interaction, wide platforms, and small space-time restrictions. It was a way of development for the Internet +. It was based on all kinds of platforms and was mainly mobile. Its content included e-commerce, sports, finance, education and social media which could produce economic benefits.

In this class, we don't need to open books to talk about the live broadcast economy... "

Ann Muxue was full of spirit and energy. Her eyes seemed to be hiding the stars and the universe. Her pleasant voice kept coming. Chu Liang was listening very seriously. Of course, it was not entirely because of Ann Muxue. It was more like the "live broadcast economy" she was talking about.

Yes, the earliest live streamer could get a lot of money by shouting "Old Tie 666" on the screen.

In every field of the live broadcast economy, apart from the usual e-commerce live broadcasts, educational live broadcasts, fitness live broadcasts, game live broadcasts, etc. were all sought after by consumers.

The greatest benefit was that the live broadcast built a bridge for merchants and consumers, expanding the sales radius of the traditional industry. Many traditional industries used live broadcasts as their hands, and all of them changed marketing online.

Up until now, many ace streamers had been born. It was said that the craziest streamers earned a night's worth of goods in the company of hundreds of millions.

It seemed that the industry of streamers was quite interesting as well.

Chu Liang thought to himself and felt his blood boiling. He had wanted to ask a few more questions after class. However, Chu Liang, who was sitting in the last row, had no chance at all. A bunch of boys rushed forward with books in their hands.

"Let's go eat." Chu Liang called out to his two roommates, who looked like they were about to fall to the ground.

A day passed quickly. His roommates were all playing games. Chu Liang was still lying on the bed thinking about what Ann Muxue said about live broadcast economy. All kinds of questions flooded his mind. It seemed that he needed to find time to have a good chat with Ms Ann.

At the same time, he did not stay idle. He turned on his phone and opened it. He browsed through various live broadcast platforms.

Selling goods, playing games, singing, dancing... There were all kinds of live broadcasts. Chu Liang was dazzled by them.

As he lit them, he slid to a different streamer.

Unlike other live streamers who were noisy and noisy, this live broadcast room called "No Regrets in Falling Snow" was very quiet. It was a white wall, a guitar, and a pair of knuckles that were playing gently.

There were only a hundred people watching. However, the songs they played were very pleasant to hear. They moved the heartstrings of the audience.

"Who is this live streamer? He doesn't show his face, and he doesn't sing. What is he pretending to be pure!?" An unfriendly bullet comment appeared.

"You know a thing or two. Can't you just listen to the song quietly?"

"Who dares to talk about me, Fairy Snow? If you have the guts, leave the address. See if I don't beat you to death."

"If you want to listen, if you don't want to listen, scram."

The hardcore fans of the live streamer all voiced their support, while "No Regrets in Falling Snow" did not seem to be affected in the slightest. She immersed herself in her own world and continued playing.

After one song, many people even sent another bullet comment.

"No Regrets in Falling Snow" put down her guitar and softly said, "Good night. I wish everyone a good dream."

The live broadcast ended. Chu Liang, who was still in a daze just a moment ago, suddenly woke up.

This voice was so familiar!