Li Wei is a college student in Kyoto. When she doesn’t have classes, she likes to browse video apps, especially the adult areas.
It's this kind of thing that is only convenient to watch when you are alone. If someone around sees what she is watching, it would be a socially fatal moment.
Although the anchors in the adult field are all normal and there will not be any overly radical content, just in case, she always wears headphones every time she watches the live broadcast in the dormitory.
Today, she entered the adult area with ease, and as soon as she clicked in, she began the routine personal verification.
"Turn on the camera and read the following: I love my family."
Li Wei had a cold face and read out these words expressionlessly.
The adult area is a pilot project for the video broadcasting company to respond to the national call for classification, so the censorship is very strict, for fear that minors and teenagers will slip through the net.
So every time I come here, I need to undergo facial verification, which is very troublesome.
She first opened her follow list and found that her favorite anchors were not online, so she clicked on the homepage and prepared to take a look.
There is a category for novice anchors, and she often goes back there to take a look to see if there are any good anchors.
"It's really boring." She swiped up and down casually, but couldn't find any anchor that could keep her staying.
"Wait." Because she was scrolling very fast, a live broadcast room flashed before her, and the content on it seemed to be - calligraphy practice?
Calligraphy, as someone who has read all kinds of pornographic books, the expression on her face suddenly became a little obscene.
As she flipped through the pages hurriedly, she wondered with a lustful look how and where the calligraphy was written.
She knew that what she wanted was not allowed by the censorship, but it was not illegal to do so.
Soon, she came across this room, which contained calligraphy practice for beginners and the host’s name was Bi Mo.
For some reason, Li Wei subconsciously completed these words: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
This room is not very popular now, only a few people click in.
“No way, is this another anchor who has come to the wrong place?” Li Wei clicked in and saw the live broadcast content. On the screen was a person practicing painting seriously.
The horizontal line on the paper took up half a page. Although it was not very good at the beginning, through these exercises, it can be seen that the host is serious and has made progress.
She felt extremely disappointed and was about to leave when she heard a voice coming from her cell phone.
She just froze there: Oh my God, how could there be such a beautiful voice in this world.
It's not the kind of pretentious soft sound, nor is it the kind of impactful sound, nor is it the kind of sound that gives people goose bumps when they hear it.
The sound is beautiful, gentle and moving with a hint of nostalgia and melancholy, like the gurgling of water, slowly flowing into your heart, allowing your soul to rest.
She never knew that she was also an invisible voice control.
Li Wei slowly moved the button to exit and waited expectantly for her to continue speaking.
But she seemed to have just said two sentences casually, and then continued practicing calligraphy.
"Oh my god, Weiwei, what did you just hear?" Her roommate in the lower bunk asked excitedly, "This voice actor is so good, who is it? I must follow him."
"It's a live streamer..." Li Wei replied subconsciously. Soon, she realized something was wrong. "How did you hear it? Didn't I wear headphones?"
She checked the earphones in the jack and saw that she had only inserted them halfway.
She hadn't made this mistake in a long time.
"Is she a live streamer?" My roommate looked skeptical. "If she becomes a voice actor with this kind of voice, she will definitely be famous."
“Which platform is it from and what’s its name?”
"Uh..., do you know the adult area of video broadcasting?" Li Wei took a deep breath and spoke a little embarrassedly.
“…I know.” Not only did she know, she was also a frequent visitor to this place.
"That's it. The host's name is Bimo, which means pen, ink, paper and inkstone."
While the two people were talking, the heat in the live broadcast room continued to rise.
The name of the live broadcast room is very interesting. People who often hang out in the adult field tend to be a bit perverted, so many people, like Li Wei, clicked in after seeing the name.
In addition, the audience likes to have fun, and these anchors who come to the wrong place often form groups to go sightseeing, so the popularity is getting higher and higher.
At this time, news on the forum was also fermenting.
Most viewers who encounter a host who has come to the wrong place will just check in in the live broadcast room and leave. But this time, for some reason, most of the tourists stayed.
"Host, please, please say a few more words..."
"Little Red Flower sent a little red flower - I beg the anchor to speak."
"I am a voice control. I am proud to give away a yacht. Anchor, I have a friend who is seriously ill. He wants to hear your voice again before he dies."
"What are you guys doing? Shouldn't you be mocking the anchor now? Anchor, you've come to the wrong place!!!"
“Hahahahahaha, I haven’t paid attention to the barrage since the anchor practiced calligraphy. Just wait until the anchor finishes practicing calligraphy before making fun of him.”
"You are all paying attention to the host's voice, but is no one paying attention to the host's hands? This is simply the ultimate dream of a hand control."
"Beauty, no, it's beautiful hands."
"Isn't this the adult area I came to? No, isn't this the live broadcast room where people practice calligraphy? What are these barrages?"
"You guys really don't know how good a voice can be."
"These comments are all from the troll army, too boring, leave now."
“I advise the anchor to buy some better bullet comments next time, don’t be so stingy.”
"Another anchor who went to the wrong place. How boring. I'm leaving."
"The host is really practicing calligraphy seriously. I wish I had this kind of perseverance."
"When I was tired from studying and ready to take a break, I clicked on this live broadcast room and suddenly I felt full of motivation again."
…
The barrage of comments was getting faster and faster, and more and more people entered the live broadcast room. Some were surprised, some were sarcastic, and some silently pressed the screen recording button.
Gradually, this room was listed on the list of recommendations for newbies. Although it was only in a corner on the homepage, it still attracted a lot of traffic.
A beautiful voice, slender jade-like hands, healthy and positive live broadcast content, and a host who came to the wrong place. Once these hot spots are combined, the popularity of the live broadcast room will rise rapidly.
Yun Shuning was practicing calligraphy with full concentration. Once she was absorbed in something, she would subconsciously ignore what was happening around her and immerse herself in it.
By the time she was finally satisfied with the straight and even horizontal lines, half an hour had passed. During this half hour, she only spoke a few words occasionally, and all of them were about calligraphy.
She glanced at the time on her phone, feeling helpless.
There shouldn't be many people in the live studio now, right? But she didn't think about how many people would watch her first live broadcast. She was interested in the audience's enthusiasm after the live broadcast.
She took out her cell phone which had been placed aside and took a look at her live broadcast room.
"Why are there so many people?" There was a hint of surprise in her tone. Now the number of people online in the live broadcast room has exceeded a thousand, which is much better than she expected.
As soon as she spoke, the barrage of comments suddenly stopped for a moment, and then began to scroll rapidly.
"As soon as the host spoke, I felt like I was baptized. It was really warm."
"I finally understand why so many people stay here."
"Wow, mom, I've fallen in love with someone's voice. It doesn't matter if we're in a relationship or not. I want to marry her!!"
"Don't pay attention to the sound, look at the host's hands!!!"
Because Yun Shuning had been writing with a pen just now, the audience in the live broadcast room knew that her hands were beautiful, but they didn't know they were so beautiful.
One of her hands was casually placed on the snow-white rice paper. It seemed to be almost as white as the paper, not the pale white, but a white with a jade-like luster. Her knuckles were slender and her fingertips were shiny, beautiful like a painting.
At this time, the barrage was directly filled with gifts.
"Everyone, please stop sending gifts. We already have a lot of gifts." Yun Shuning looked at the comments and said with a hint of doubt, "Why would someone say I came to the wrong place?"
“Hahahahahaha, we’ve finally arrived at the part I’ve been looking forward to.”
"Host, didn't you notice something was wrong when you came in?"
"Anchor, maybe you know this place called Adult Domain?"
"Anchor, why don't you go out and take a look."
Yun Shuning looked at the comments and felt calm, but her voice did not change at all. It was still as gentle and elegant as before, but with a hint of doubt: "Something wrong? Nothing."
“Isn’t this a video broadcasting app? I’m the anchor registered here, there’s nothing wrong with that.”
Her voice sounded calm and peaceful, as if she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.
There was a lot of hahahahaha floating in the barrage.
"Host, this is an adult area. You can just go to a normal platform to broadcast calligraphy live."
"Yes, anchor, remember not to change your name when the time comes. We will continue to support you."
"That's right, host. We will only laugh at you for a few days at most. We won't laugh at you for too long."
The audience watched as the host seemed to notice something was wrong, and her hand, which had been resting on the table, moved out of the camera's shooting area.
There was an eerie silence that followed.
At this time, the audience didn't know what was going to happen, they just kept posting barrages of laughter in the live broadcast room.
Then, the screen suddenly went black and the room was dismissed.
With such high popularity and so many gifts, the anchor just disbanded like that?
Li Wei and her roommate looked at each other in bewilderment: "I'll go search for the anchor and follow him."
System prompt: The anchor does not exist.
"No way..." The roommate looked at her carefully, with a slightly uncertain tone, "Maybe the anchor feels a little embarrassed now, and she will be fine after a couple of days."
"That's right." Li Wei nodded vigorously. "With so much popularity, she will definitely not give up."
"Definitely not!!!"
At the beginning, there were many people who thought the same as Li Wei.
On the first day, they still firmly believed that the anchor would come back.
The next day, they thought the anchor would come back after calming down.
On the third day, they thought the anchor should come back.
…
Day 13: They begged the anchor to come back.
On the fourteenth day, they frantically asked for live broadcast recording.
People will never cherish what they get easily.
Yun Shuning looked at the messages about her on the forum and smiled meaningfully.
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