MTL - Guide To the HE of the Former Female Supporting Role-Chapter 108

The place where Jing Zhao lives now is a shared house with another girl who is about her age. It has three bedrooms, one living room and two bathrooms. The landlord rented two rooms to them and left one as a storage room.

After tidying up the bedroom, Jing Zhao walked out of the bedroom door, because the live broadcast was very beneficial. She just resigned from a company with a monthly salary of about 5,000 two days ago, and planned to focus on live broadcasting of sleep aids, so she had free time during the day .

It was almost half past five, and the sky in Rongcheng was getting dark.

The living room is not big, and the orientation is not very good. If the light is not turned on, the vision will be very dim. Jing Zhao pressed the switch of the living room casually.

On the right is a balcony for drying clothes, and a sofa in the living room. There is no TV in the living room. On the left hand side is the kitchen, next to the exit of the kitchen is a rectangular dining table, but now it is full of various takeaway boxes, and when entering the kitchen, the operating table and sink are also full of unwashed dishes. The leftovers from the two used frying pans on the stove were dry.

a mess.

The cause of all this is of course not Jing Zhao, but her roommate, a girl who is glamorous on the surface, but has such an unbearable style of life in private.

In the past, Jing Zhao cooked and ate by himself because he wanted to save money, so he endured it every time, helped clean up, and then argued with his roommate. The other party only agreed superficially.

It can be seen that taking a step back is not to broaden the horizon, but to push the nose on the face.

The most unbearable thing is that the house is shared by two people, but the other party often brings her boyfriend back. If it is in the bedroom, Jing Zhao has no complaints, but the other party often occupies the space in the living room, lying on the sofa for a whole day. God, it made it impossible for Jing Zhao to dress a little more relaxedly on weekends.

And the toilet is also outside the bedroom. On weekends, three people share one room, which is inconvenient and embarrassing.

It has not been a day or two since I wanted to move out of here. It was just because I paid a large deposit to the landlord and paid a year's rent. If I terminated the contract early, it would be a huge loss, so I just endured it and didn't move.

But Jing Zhao has nothing to worry about now, she still has to pay almost all the debts, and besides repaying the money, she still has a little left over from her current monthly income, so she can consider moving out here.

Regardless of the mess on the table and in the kitchen, Jing Zhao directly put on a warm cotton fleece jacket, blue jeans wrapped around his slender legs, and went out to look for food.

It’s a bit cold in November. Their neighborhood is relatively old, and the gatekeeper is also an old man. He wears glasses, drinks tea, and burns an electric stove. He looks leisurely. There are quite a lot of delicious food nearby. I found a random restaurant and ate a bowl of beef noodles for dinner. It was cheap and big, and tasted pretty good.

After eating, I went to the supermarket again. When I was tidying up the bedroom, I found that the mosquito repellent liquid on the bedside was empty. This must be replenished, otherwise I will not be able to sleep at night.

After shopping in the supermarket, she went to the department store again. When she returned with two bags of things, her roommate also got off work, and brought back her boyfriend by the way.

When Jing Zhao opened the door and went in, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the sofa in the living room, and when he saw her come back, his originally gloomy expression became gentle again.

Seeing her carrying things, roommate Ah Huan smiled and said, "Zhao Zhao, you haven't eaten yet, have you? I ate out with my boyfriend, so let me use the kitchen first!"

Jing Zhao raised his eyes and glanced at her, then said softly, "I've eaten, let's go back to my room first."

After finishing speaking, he returned to his room with his things. A Huan's expression changed outside, and his lips moved to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Her boyfriend put his arms around her and asked with some doubts: "What's wrong with your roommate? Doesn't she usually like to clean up?"

A Huan said a little annoyed: "I don't know, who knows what kind of nerves she has..."

Jing Zhao, who was already in the bedroom, didn't hear the conversation between the two, but even if she did, she didn't care, she was busy shooting the video now.

Shooting videos is the same as live broadcasting, both of which are means of attracting and accumulating fans. Jing Zhao didn't pay much attention to this aspect before, and the homepage of the live broadcast account only has a few screen recordings during her live broadcast.

Although there are not many anchors who do voice-activated sleep aids, there are also many. If you want to attract more fans, you need to spend some time.

She plans to start recording some sleep-aiding simulation videos. In this issue, she simulates a simple hair-washing scene to help sleep.

The table in Jing Zhao’s bedroom is carefully arranged, with an orange floral tablecloth and a bouquet of dried pink baby’s breath, so that the background will look more comfortable when shooting videos.

After setting up the table, find a wire earphone and put it on the table, then use a transparent cartoon sticker bought from a department store to paste it on the receiver of the earphone.

This cartoon sticker is not only waterproof, but also makes a "rustling" sound when rubbing. Listening to this sound with headphones will make people feel a special comfort.

No need to show your face, just show your hands in the video.

Jing Zhao's hands are already good-looking, with slender fingers, pink nails, fair complexion with almost no pores, and there are dimples on the back of the hands, which look a bit fleshy. Just looking at these hands is pleasing to the eye.

After rubbing the stickers for a while, you can start to take out the props. First, a sandalwood comb. Use your nails to scrape the comb lightly, as if you are plucking a musical instrument with strings. It is similar to the crisp sound of the strings, but not too much wake up.

When seeing the wooden comb, the visual experience follows the sound to the brain, as if someone is holding a wooden comb and gently combing down from the root of his hair to get rid of hair loss and fatigue.

After combing, even for the ultimate visual experience, put a layer of towel on top of the earphones, and then squeeze a thick layer of rich and dense foam on the towel, and slowly knead the foam with your hands, it will emit a sticky The sound, the sound of nails rubbing against the towel is like a foam board scraping wood, as far as the eye can see, there will be a feeling that one's scalp is being gently massaged.

The whole video is ten minutes long, it is an auditory feast as well as a visual feast, it can not only help sleep but also relieve stress.

After the video was shot, it couldn't be posted online immediately. Jing Zhao cleared the table and started editing the video.

When recording the video, because it is a scene simulation, it is necessary for the audience to have an immersive feeling, so Jing Zhao will perform role-playing in the video and speak in a breathy voice. She is a "hair caregiver" and the audience is the customer. Edit the subtitles for every sentence spoken, and then find out the redundant and inappropriate parts of the video, edit and adjust them.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening when the work was finally finished, which happened to be the time when she was preparing to broadcast live.

After posting the video, Jing Zhao changed into a white knitted thin sweater, wore long hair, and put on light makeup. It was much more refined than the plain face before, and the air conditioner in the bedroom was not cold.

As soon as it went online, many waiting fans flooded into the live broadcast room after being reminded of the start of the broadcast. Jing Zhao now has more than 300,000 fans, and the number of viewers each time the broadcast starts is in the range of 1,000 to 3,000.

But after the video was released tonight, it obviously attracted a lot of traffic, and the number of live broadcasts soared to 6,000 to 8,000.

[Found a treasure anchor! Shampooing is so comfortable, can I have one on the spot? 】

[Come in from the video, the anchor is so beautiful! 】

[What is the anchor doing? This voice is so special! 】

Jing Zhao is currently working on a wind chime cup prop. Its surface has uneven and regular lines. When you rub and tap the bottom of the cup with your fingernails, it will make a sound similar to the touch of a wind chime. It feels ethereal and distant, which is very pleasant.

Seeing more and more people in the live broadcast room, Jing Zhao smiled slightly, and then pointed to the three words "wind chime cup" on the screen.

[Wow, my sister's smile is so sweet! Pay attention decisively! 】

People continued to join the fan group, and Jing Zhao's number of fans increased rapidly.

When Wei Nanhexia came over, what he saw when he entered the live broadcast room was Jing Zhao's live broadcast room, which was in full swing. Although it was a bit unexpected, it was a good thing that more people paid attention to her.

Just after taking a shower, Wei Nanhe was half lying on the bed, wearing earphones and staring at the screen. He felt that the little pumpkin looked even cuter tonight, and his smile was extremely sweet.

Wei Nanhe stroked the screen with his fingers, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

Why can't I let it go...

After swiping a few gifts, the person on the screen blinked and compared his heart. Wei Nanhe caught a glimpse of a hair washing video on the bullet screen, and he switched to the pumpkin homepage, clicked on the video, and clicked on a After liking, start watching again.

Jing Zhao's hands are rarely shown during the live broadcast, but this time he saw the whole thing, he felt chubby, as cute as her, Wei Nanhe curled his lips, and there was a little smile in his eyes, thinking that if he could It must feel good to hold this hand in your hand.

After thinking about it, Wei Nanhe's eyes were stained with loneliness again, what was he thinking? In this way, Xiao misses others.

Wei Nanhe put his hands on the forehead, closed his eyes with a bit of annoyance, he didn't know why he became like this, just like a **** pervert.

Maybe it would be much better not to see her, listening to the soft voice from the earphones, Wei Nanhe convinced himself like this.

In the following time, Jing Zhao will release a simulated sleep aid video every other day. The theme is different each time. The first hair washing video has more than 300,000 likes, and she temporarily puts it on top position.

The number of fans is increasing every day, and it will soon break through half a million.

There was no change in her first and second rankings, but the third ranking was no longer unforgiving. She re-adjusted the live broadcast time, live broadcast every day, and only had a day off on Sunday.

When the daily income flow is good, it can exceed a thousand. If this continues, she will be able to pay off all the debts soon.

Everything is moving in a good direction, except that she and Wei Nanhe still have no communication.

When Jing Zhao had more than 500,000 fans on the Southern Whale platform, in order to give back to the fans, he launched a lottery draw, which consisted of two rounds. The first round was to draw 8888 cash directly, and the ten places were divided equally.

The prize for the second round was a relatively high-end Bluetooth headset, and there was only one copy. After the two rounds of lucky draws were over, the winners were announced soon.

When Wei Nanhe was on the account, he received a notification, congratulating him on winning the lottery. He opened it and saw that he had won 888.8 yuan in cash. The drawer was [Pumpkin Cozy Sleeping House].

Everyone else used Alipay or bank card to transfer money, Wei Nanhe was the only one, and Jing Zhao transferred the money to him directly on WeChat.

[Congratulations on winning the prize. 】

【Transfer 888.8】

The other party took the initiative to send him a message, but Wei Nanhe was not happy at all.

The last message exchanged between the two was still a month ago, which made Jing Zhao's message look like a scam.

There is no amount to accept, Wei Nanhe thought for a while and typed, [Video is well done, congratulations for breaking 500,000 fans, you don't need to give me the money, you know, I don't need this money. 】

Jing Zhao: [Thank you, the cash was drawn by lottery, so it should be given to you. 】

The two ended their conversation, as if they were two strangers, even though they were not acquainted with each other, and they had never even met each other.

Wei Nanhe actually had a lot to ask, but he was afraid that after asking, the two of them would not be able to maintain such an alienated attitude.

Looking at the clean and concise chat records, Wei Nanhe just felt fucked. He had never been so timid since he was born, but now he was so squeamish about this and that, he was so aggrieved to death.

Exhaling a long breath, Wei Nanhe stopped watching Jing Zhao's live broadcast, instead went to the wine cabinet to open a bottle of wine, and went to the balcony to watch the night scene while blowing on the bottle.

I was drunk all night, and I didn't log on to my own account until the next night after the broadcast, and there was an unusually conspicuous message in the private message.

[Congratulations on winning the lottery, the prize is a boutique bluetooth headset distributed by Pumpkin Sleeping House! 】

Pumpkin Sleeping House: [Hi, sorry to disturb you, I got a pair of earphones for you in a lottery draw, can you tell me about your shipping information? I can send you the prize. 】

Wei Nanhe: ...

The message showed that it had been read, and Jing Zhao happened to be reading it, so he sent another sentence: [Sir, can you send me your mailing information? I send you the prize. 】

Wei Nanhe wanted to say no, but Jing Zhao insisted, just like she insisted on transferring the money to him.

In the end, Wei Nanhe gave up his resistance and gave Jing Zhao his own mailing information, except for the address and phone number. When filling in the name, the man hesitated a little, and wrote something nonsense.

On the other side, Jing Zhao looked at the recipient's name [long-lost father] sent by the other party and fell into deep thought.

He casually took the card on the table, pulled one out, copied the mailing information on it, and put it in his bag.

During the daytime of the next day, Jing Zhao thought about going out for dinner, so she went to the courier station to deliver the gift. The gift was carefully packaged by her, and it looked beautiful, and the courier brother put another layer of paper boxes on the outside.

Fortunately, I had to fill in the mailing information on my mobile phone. Otherwise, if others saw it, I might laugh at her. Just as Jing Zhao thought about it, he saw the courier brother handing her the typed receipt, watching her still I couldn't stop laughing.

Jing Zhao: ...

After escaping from the courier station, Jing Zhao wanted to eat barbecue, so Jing Zhao found a barbecue restaurant and went in to get his lunch.

The barbecue restaurant is newly opened, and there are not many customers at noon, so there is no need to do it yourself. The waiter helps to roast it. Jing Zhao chooses some dishes he likes, and eats more if he thinks the taste is not bad.

In the evening, Jing Zhao, who was preparing the video, suddenly felt a dull pain in his lower right abdomen. He thought it was a bad stomach from eating, and went to the toilet but his condition did not improve.

The pain became more and more severe, and she was in a cold sweat. The roommate and her boyfriend hadn't come back yet, and there was no one in the room. Jing Zhao endured the almost fainting pain, got dressed, put on his bag and went out, thinking about going Check out the nearest pharmacy.

…

Wei Nanhe didn't have a live broadcast today, so he asked him to meet during the day. The two of them were in the same city, and they met irregularly. They drank some wine, but they weren't drunk, but they were a little lazy, so they didn't start the broadcast.

Sitting on the sofa, there was a movie on the projection screen in front of him, but he didn't want to watch it. He took out his phone and wandered to the homepage of Jing Zhao's live account, thinking that she should have posted a new video at this time, so he clicked on the homepage But the girl has seen the latest update.

Frowning, before Wei Nanhe had a clear reaction in his mind, a call came in on his cell phone.

As soon as it was connected, a female voice came from inside: [Hi, are you Jing Zhao's father? 】

Wei Nanhe was taken aback, subconsciously took down his phone and looked at it, then asked uncertainly: 【Whose father? 】

The person on the opposite side quickly explained the reason. A patient who was sent to the emergency department of the hospital fainted due to sudden acute appendicitis and needed immediate surgery. They could not contact her family members. They only saw a record of suspected Her father's contact information, so she called.

Wei Nanhe didn't have time to explain whose father he was, but after hearing that Jing Zhao needed surgery and no one was taking care of him, he hurriedly asked for the address, hung up the phone in a hurry, put on a coat, took his mobile phone and wallet, and went out .

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