Chapter 1
"Lease is about to expire. Please renew as soon as possible."
The robot's eyes were still flashing as it released the latest video message: "The 16th Army has returned from the edge star system a few days ago. Marshal Pei Shiyun, commander of the Eastern Region Military Region, reviewed the 16th Army. Six-star generals and above accompanied them."
"It is reported that the Western Region will also begin a tour inspection soon."
"The reporter asked the East Region official for confirmation," the screen flashed, and the cold and handsome tall marshal said indifferently, "The two regions have different training and time plans, and will not interfere with each other."
"Experts believe this will be a turning point in the change of East-West relations."
In front of the dim computer room, a girl of about 17 or 18 buried her face decadently in the soft jelly table, repeating vaguely: "I know, I know."
"Please renew as soon as possible."
Chu Zhao got up, grabbed two virtual currencies and stuffed them into the robot's mouth. It pretended to chew them twice, and a light soon came on.
After scanning: "Renewal successful. Happy Planet Computer Room, wish you a happy use."
Chu Zhao looked at his account balance with a bitter face.
There are only two hundred left, how can I use it happily?
Besides, this body will start school soon, and tuition fees will be a big problem - she can simply not go, but the problem is, she is a non-indigenous person, and if she doesn't study, how will she, an orphan, survive?
Relying on the live broadcast contract signed by the original owner?
Chu Zhao, an 18-year-old native of Blue Star who was not born and raised in this era, was deeply depressed, especially after seeing the pop-up window from his agent.
That's right, she traveled through time.
Fortunately, the original owner was also called Chu Zhao. Like the modern Chu Zhao, he had no father or mother. He fled from the edge galaxy six years ago and lived on relief. Unfortunately, also because of poverty, a month ago, the original owner gritted his teeth and signed up for the new anchor incubation project of the Universe Network.
At the beginning, the original owner had good luck and passed the audition smoothly. After that, things started to go well.
These are all troublesome things, because Chu Zhao is not sure where the original owner has gone, and there is no way to confirm it.
What she could confirm was that she was really almost done.
Chu Zhao, who heard the bad news, asked: "Does it have to be broadcast?"
The agent frowned over there. The pressure from the holographic projection on Chu Zhao was greater than his spit flying: "What else? Have you forgotten how to sign the contract? Besides, if you don't broadcast live, how can you PK, how can you get the bonus, how can you advance?"
Chu Zhao quickly flipped through her memories, and got a sour face as she realized that the termination fee was more than her current difficulties.
When the agent was scolding him, he interrupted: "It doesn't have to be broadcast. I remember you can also play the video, right?"
The agent scoffed: "Play a video? Can you do it? And."
He looked her up and down, becoming impatient: "I remember that you wrote in the information you submitted that you were E, right? E level, you may not even be able to open the editing door."
Besides, live streaming is so popular now, who still watches videos? Not to mention that new anchors like her are most popular when they first start live streaming, and if you miss it, it's gone. Even big anchors with millions of fans will not easily replace it with videos.
Because there are so many. So many video ideas.
Chu Zhao has already learned that the world she is in now is a nebula cluster with highly developed technology. Unlike what is described in novels, the population of the nebula numbers in the billions, and the entertainment industry is booming due to the collision of countless people's sparks of thought.
Apart from anything else, she had watched a lot of spy movies during the two days she was in the computer room. I have to say, it was very enjoyable.
But this also means that she, a 21st century scissor-wielder, is officially unemployed!
The agent became more and more excited: "I advise you not to be too ambitious. Don't forget that even if the incubation project fails, it's okay. You still signed a trial recommendation!"
This agent was too noisy. Chu Zhao was already annoyed. He cut off the holographic projection immediately after hearing this. Thinking of the test recommendation, he became even more crazy.
Yes, StarCraft also has promotion methods, but their promotion methods are not to spend money, but to apply for a recommendation position yourself. If you reach a certain popularity, you can continue to be on the list without spending money. If not, it will be miserable.
The original owner was just a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. It took a lot of perseverance for her to be able to bite the toothpick contract, but how could she have imagined that her popularity would become lower and lower, and she would even go into shock before the last recommendation opportunity.
Thinking of the note that the original owner had left in the computer room, Chu Zhao hesitated for a moment, but still turned on the holographic projection, and then, as expected, he fainted.
"The last recommendation will be at twelve o'clock today."
Chu Zhao murmured as he reluctantly withdrew.
And the last money she had was only enough to last until twelve o'clock. By then, the enthusiasm would not be enough, and what awaited her was not only being penniless, but also being unable to continue her studies and being in debt from the recommendations on the cosmic network.
She buried her head in the jelly table again, and in her heart she wanted to shake the robot up and down: Why is it different from the cultural desert in the novel!
But there is no point in giving up.
Chu Zhao grabbed the jelly table and banged it against the table for a minute, but finally got up bravely and opened the interstellar brain-computer editing door No. 31.
The level of mental power development in this era is very high. Whether it is editing or live broadcast, it needs to rely on the medium of brain-computer, and mental power is the hierarchical manifestation of personal consciousness.
The higher the level of mental power, the more active and rich the consciousness is. If it is low, the consciousness is dull and simple.
Chu Zhao had no other choice. If he didn't want to broadcast live, he could only edit the video. Besides, he was already an up-host with tens of thousands of followers, and one video could get thousands of likes. Now... let's give it a try.
I just hope that this last recommendation data won’t be too bad.
Otherwise, according to the contract recommended by the trial, she would really go bankrupt.
Chu Zhao passed the door inspection smoothly while thinking hard.
None of them noticed what their agent said about not being able to get into the E-level editing room. Instead, they quickly lost their breath and felt their heart stop because of the overwhelming amount of editing material in front of them.
What a huge information flow! So many beautiful pictures!
Xingji's statement that people with low mental power are not suitable for working in the video industry related to motion capture makes sense, because after mental power is visualized, people are like wandering in the ocean of video.
The kind of light spots that are often seen on movie screens surrounded Chu Zhao's sea of consciousness. Whichever picture she wanted to draw, that picture would pop up.
And the flow of information uploaded by tens of billions of people.
Chu Zhao didn't know that some people would even have a splitting headache when they first entered the editing industry. He only felt the urge to be a prolific editor.
Who says that Star Video can’t emerge as a dark horse just because it has too many ideas!
She now has countless ups and downs of editing blueprints in her mind, and can't wait to put them into practice.
Interstellar editing is very convenient. The pictures can be captured at any time and reselected at a thought. It is even easier to choose bgm, light and shadow and other picture processing methods.
In his previous life, Chu Zhao stayed up all night to play the Fairy Sword series and his hair fell out. Now, he just needs to stretch out his hand and his hair will take shape.
Chu Zhao was so immersed in the excitement and joy of editing that he didn't even notice that some of the materials were marked with caution.
As a person who likes to use scissors, it is common sense not to cross the bottom line. Besides, Chu Zhao doesn't like to cut those who are full of hatred and resentment. What she loves is the love and hatred.
So after editing, she naturally watched it herself first. Before confirming the export, she watched it herself and cried. She was very satisfied with the finished product.
I even think it's the right outfit! With such a scissorhand hall, who would still bother to drag the progress bar!
After the video was directed, she immediately selected the title and copy and waited to publish it, when she suddenly saw the website prompt:
[Your video involves a certain type of public figure. Do you want to publish it? Universe Network reminds you to follow the Universe Network regulations when creating videos. If any illegal behavior occurs, you will be responsible for the consequences. ]
Chu Zhao's hot heart suddenly turned cold after he understood what a type of person was.
Spokespersons of alliances, military or high court representatives, key personnel and confidentiality keepers. AI Jingwei is paying close attention, and videos involving Jingwei need to be reviewed.
She didn't know who Jingwei was yet, but when she saw who the clip she had captured belonged to, Chu Zhao immediately understood that her piece was wasted, okay?
Although she also secretly collected materials and edited them for fun, she was not bold enough to directly release the videos to attract the attention of the Internet police!
Moreover, the plots she edited were not serious dramas, but just a few clips that were not presentable.
Chu Zhao's eyes were filled with tears. He chose to save the file privately when prompted by the system, but he couldn't bear to delete it in the end.
But all this effort had consumed most of her energy. Thinking of the recommended position at twelve o'clock, she gritted her teeth, chose to delay logging off, and then continued to wander.
Hopefully I can get a decent cut.
But perhaps because her mental strength was still too low, her consciousness became chaotic and she gradually fell into confusion.
When she finally woke up, she was shocked to find that the video had been edited, but her door interface had also been forcibly closed!
Chu Zhao slapped his forehead in annoyance.
It was all because of her habit of staying up late to watch movies in her previous life. She forgot that the brain-computer interface in this era pays great attention to safety, so the brain-computer interface will automatically shut down if it does not respond for a long time.
It's eleven forty now and she hasn't posted the video yet. When the time comes, there will be no recommendation list!
That’s such a pity!
Chu Zhao immediately pressed the "Terminate Use" button on the robot's head, packed his ID card, computer watch and other miscellaneous items into a large bag, put it into his portable pocket, and then took a taxi.
Although fifty dollars made her feel sad, the original owner gritted her teeth and signed three recommendations! The first two times received mediocre responses, and only this last time remained.
Chu Zhao was in tears. He just hoped that the video he edited in a hurry could make up for the original cost. Otherwise, he would be too sorry for the original owner and himself for spending four hours on it.
The nearest brain-computer interface restart service port is twenty kilometers away, and it only takes ten minutes by taxi or flying car.
But Chu Zhao still ran over and handed over his ID card, panting: "Ma, please help me open the brain-computer interface permissions."
This is to prevent someone from maliciously logging into other people's computers, so you have to verify it at a fixed location every time you open it.
"It's not formal. The information can't be blocked. If you don't want it to be leaked, buy privacy insurance."
Chu Zhao was speechless and waved her hand, meaning no need. She knew about this privacy insurance, and she could claim compensation if her privacy was leaked.
But in this high-tech age, what secrets are left untold? Moreover, she and the original owner are not the same person, and the brain computer cannot detect it. She doesn't want to spend this money in vain.
The staff chewed something like bubble gum and pressed a few times: "Okay. Go back and restart."
“Thank you, thank you.” Chu Zhao didn’t even think about going back. He restarted on the spot, uploaded the video, checked the box to make it public, and then released the holographic cursor.
Finally, I let out a breath. Solved.
Staff: "Twenty, it's already been deducted."
A breath stuck in his chest. Chu Zhao picked up the light computer watch weakly and responded with "I'll come next time":
"Thanks."
I will definitely not come again next time!
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