“Live streaming is so profitable!”
Ning Jiaojiao was in turmoil. She made a net profit of 100 million in just over ten minutes.
This is so much better than Prince Jue's family, and that's even without her trying hard.
If you work hard, “I can’t even imagine it!”
She was a little moved.
By the way, her schoolmates are also doing live broadcasts to see if she is making money.
"It looks like Qing'er Pipa's. I found it!"
Ning Jiaojiao sneaked into Qing'er's live broadcast room and saw her playing the pipa, but...
There were only 103 people watching the live broadcast.
“So little!”
Ning Jiaojiao couldn't believe it. This number was not even a fraction of Ning Meng's.
"Alas! Why are there so few people in my live broadcast room today?"
Qing'er is almost losing interest in live streaming.
[Qing'er, don't worry. I've already @ed them. Lingguo Paradise has just finished broadcasting. The fans will be back soon.]
[Yeah, it's not just our livestream that's been affected. I checked out other big streamers' livestreams, and they only had over a hundred people. Some even had only a few dozen people. Qin'er Guzheng only had a few dozen people, haha.]
[Yes, big streamers usually have tens of thousands of viewers, but now there are only a hundred or so left. Our livestream room is still pretty good.]
Qing'er smiled and said, "Haha, that's fine. I believe everyone will be back soon."
I thought: It’s because Lingguo Paradise has blocked many of your accounts, so you have no accounts to go to.
Otherwise, there might not even be dozens of people in her live broadcast room!
Is the charm of the spiritual fruits in Lingguo Paradise so great?
Others have blocked her fans, and they are still borrowing and buying accounts to snatch them. She really doesn't know what to complain about.
[Jiao Xiaotu: I just saw the live broadcast of Lingguo Paradise over there. They made 100 million in just over ten minutes. How much do you make in a day, host?]
Ling'er Butler: @Jiaoxiaotu, I'm warning you once again. Be careful with your words and don't mention other streamers in our livestream, especially Lingguo Paradise.
"So, are you mocking our anchor? What does it have to do with us anchors if someone else earns 100 million?"
When Qing'er saw the news, she was jealous and crazy.
What! That woman made 100 million just by live streaming for a while?
Then the braid will be even higher.
But she looked aggrieved: "Alas! Now that others have become the biggest anchors on the platform, they come and ask people to bully us small anchors."
[Jiao Xiaotu: I don't mean anything special to you, host. I'm not a fan of Lingguo Paradise. On the contrary, I really dislike Lingguo Paradise. They always act so superior, and they blocked me after I just said a few words. I'm just curious about the average income of a host.]
Ning Jiaojiao was afraid of being kicked this time, so she hadn't asked what she wanted to know yet.
Qing'er felt better when she found out that she was a black fan of Lingguo Paradise.
"Jiao Xiaotu, I'm a talent anchor. Whether I can make money depends entirely on the gifts and tips from the big brothers and big sisters. I can't compare with other people who sell goods."
She explained this after seeing Petite Rabbit say that she didn't like Lingguo Paradise either.
After all, there was not even a single follow.
【Jiao Xiaotu followed the anchor. 】
[Jiao Xiaotu: OK, thank you for your answer.]
She thought about it again. Her internship would be coming up soon, so what kind of job should she look for?
I thought Ning Meng would make 100 million in just a short while, and I was excited for a second.
But now seeing that it’s hard for other anchors to make money, she gave up the idea.
"You'd better find a proper job!"
The anchor industry is really too... low-end.
*
The next morning.
Ning Meng asked everyone to help pack up and distribute all the spiritual fruits.
"We'll leave for Qiaoerhai City this afternoon. Is that okay with you?"
Xiao Jiu thought that Ning Meng had been quite sleepy recently, and was afraid that she would not be able to get out of bed if they set out early tomorrow morning.
So she went to Joel Sea City a day in advance so that she wouldn't have to get up early when fishing at sea the next night.
Ning Meng nodded, "No problem."
Now that the goods have been shipped, you can leave at any time.
It’s just right to see what’s the difference between Qiaoer Haicheng and the Haicheng in her previous life.
It's noon time.
Li Ming received the Lingxia Fruit that he had been longing for.
"Great, we're finally here."
He didn't sleep much last night, constantly checking where the express delivery was.
As soon as I entered the house, I opened the express delivery, and a spiritual fruit with colorful clouds inside appeared in front of me.
Li Ming quickly washed it and brought it to his grandmother's bedside.
"Grandma, the Lingxia fruit has arrived. I'll help you get up and eat it."
"Oh, okay."
After Li Ming helped her up, he put the spiritual fruit to her mouth and said, "Grandma, eat it. You will be fine after eating it."
Although I know that eating it will not completely cure me.
But he was still looking forward to it, looking forward to the moment when his grandma could travel with him.
"well!"
Grandma Li smiled kindly and took the beautiful-looking spiritual fruit.
"This fruit is so beautiful. The anchor must have sold it at a high price."
“It’s not cheap.”
300,000 per piece.
She also closed the gift-rewarding channel, so he couldn't even express his gratitude.
Grandma Li took a bite and her eyes lit up. She found that it was not only chewy but also very sweet.
"Mm, this spiritual fruit is delicious."
And after swallowing it, my stomach feels warm and comfortable.
Grandma Li finished her meal in just a few bites.
Li Ming helped wipe her mouth clean, looked at her expectantly and asked, "How is it, Grandma? Do you feel anything?"
Grandma Li touched her stomach and thought for a moment, "I just... I feel a little better now."
I didn't feel much, just that my stomach didn't ache as much anymore.
Li Ming concealed his lost look and said with a smile:
"It's okay, naan. Maybe the spiritual fruit hasn't taken effect yet. I'll go see if the porridge in the kitchen is ready."
Li Ming went to the kitchen and his eyes turned red.
He had high hopes, thinking that after eating it, his grandmother would become as lively and energetic as the old man on the Internet.
But now it seems that grandma may be too seriously ill.
Lingxia Fruit has no effect on her.
After adjusting his mood, Li Ming turned around with the porridge in his hand. He was startled and his eyes widened. "Milk?"
His grandmother was standing behind him at this moment, and she looked much better.
Grandma Li flexed her hands and said happily:
"Ah Ming, I just felt a lot more relaxed, so I tried to get up, and surprisingly found that I could get out of bed and walk around!"
"And I'm very strong. Look, my legs and feet are very flexible now."
Grandma Li turned around a few times in front of Li Ming and there was no problem at all.
Li Ming's eyes gradually showed joy, and he walked forward and hugged Grandma Li excitedly.
"Okay, you're really better now, haha! The host's Lingxia Fruit really works wonders."
This anchor is so awesome!
"Grandma, let's eat first. After that, we'll go to the hospital for a checkup to see if your illness has healed."
The more Li Ming thought about it, the more excited he became.
He had a good feeling that his grandmother's stomach cancer might be cured by eating Lingxia fruit.
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