bdsm-fiction Chapter 39 Amateur Show
Chapter 39 Amateur Show
Wang Yang is eighteen years old this year. He graduated from high school, but his grades were too poor, so he did not choose to go to junior college. Instead, he came to Chengdu with his friends from the same village.
His parents worked away from home year-round, and he and his sister were raised by their grandparents from a young age.
My grandfather passed away two years ago, leaving my grandmother behind.
He didn't continue his studies because his family's circumstances simply couldn't afford to support both him and his sister's education.
He was sensible from a young age, and since his grades weren't great anyway, he decided to go out and work.
But these days, people with diplomas are as numerous as carp crossing a river, so it's natural that people like him without diplomas face great difficulties.
Over the course of several months, I held several jobs before finally finding a sales assistant job in Chunxi Road this month.
He didn't really care about the job, but his colleagues would occasionally tease him about it.
"Wang Yang? Which celebrity do you share the same name with?"
He didn't think so.
My salary this month should be around 3,000. I'll keep 1,800 for myself and send the rest home.
"Yangzi, there's a performance over there, let's go check it out."
"Let's not go!" Yangzi instinctively refused.
Chunxi Road is never short of novelty; there are always vendors performing or holding events.
After watching it twice, he lost interest.
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"Going back is fine, let's go!"
He was pulled along by a fellow villager; the two of them are currently sharing a house with three other people.
500 per month for a single room.
Both of them were only eighteen years old, and they quickly squeezed into the front row.
"Thank you, everyone! We've reached 300,000 likes!"
……
"Is this considered a performance?" Yangzi frowned.
The format of the program was different from what he had imagined: a stage was set up, a host stood on the stage to explain the rules, and occasionally a program would appear.
There's no stage!
The host sat there shouting enthusiastically, but the audience wasn't them; they were talking to the phone.
"This is a live stream! Don't you usually use Douyin?"
"I saw it under the overpass before, lots of pretty young ladies singing all night long, this stuff must be very profitable."
Her companions were filled with envy.
"We can give it a try too."
Yangzi's eyes lit up instantly.
He wasn't interested in live streaming or anything like that, but he was very interested in making money.
Upon hearing that it could make money, his gaze towards the performance changed.
The movements don't seem too difficult...
That little expression was a bit awkward...
Like my friends, I opened Douyin and found the live stream room.
He was instantly stunned.
4 million +
I'm good!
That's going to make a lot of money!
In the scene, Little Sweetie was invited up by the streamer.
There are quite a few people like Xiaotian on Chunxi Road, but not many. When he first came to Chengdu, he was not used to it.
Over the course of a few months, he had dealt with these kinds of people several times, and apart from their personalities, they were no different.
This includes this little sweetheart.
The other person seems to be some kind of short video blogger, who usually makes videos, like dancing and such.
He's so daring!
That's over 40,000 people.
But the dance was really ugly.
As he watched, he didn't realize that he was getting a little carried away.
As the host repeatedly shouted, the two of them, who had been squatting cautiously, stood up and occasionally clapped along.
This stuff is poisonous!
He didn't know what was going on with his companions; all he knew was that he genuinely enjoyed this kind of performance.
There were no set routines; it was purely about watching the performance, which added a little fun to his dull and boring life.
As if possessed, he transferred two hundred yuan to Douyin.
"Thanks to 'Boiling Sheep' for the bicycle couple gift!"
Upon hearing this, the people in the room immediately stopped and made a series of gestures of thanks towards the camera.
Yangzi stood to the side, feeling his blood rush to his head, a sensation commonly known as "getting dizzy."
hiss……
That's over a thousand funny ones...
More than a hundred yuan is gone!
This money is too easy to earn.
He began to study the prices of the gifts, using the Douyin airship he had just given as a benchmark.
"One hundred and thirty...one thousand...two thousand...four hundred and ninety-nine..."
This research amazed him, as if he had discovered a new continent.
That's when the little sweetheart's performance ended, and she happily left the stage with a face full of wrinkles.
"Yangzi, is that streamer walking towards us?"
Who cares?
Yangzi kept his head down, studying the price of the gift.
Until a voice came right up close.
"May I ask your name?"
He looked up sharply.
"what!"
"Yangzi!"
"I'd like to invite you to experience it for three minutes, is that alright?"
Yangzi's expression froze for a moment.
His expression showed a mixture of fear and excitement.
"Is...is everything alright?"
"That's fine then."
Without saying a word, the live streamer pulled him away from his seat.
"No...no...I'm still picking out a gift for you!"
It took him a while to realize what was happening.
He had a few hundred Soundwave Coins left, which was only a few dozen yuan. He was just researching gift prices and choosing the perfect gift, since he only had so many Soundwave Coins.
After looking around, I realized that none of the gifts were exactly right, and I only had so many Sound Wave Coins.
Either have more or have less.
Douyin is such a jerk!
Shen Mo didn't let him take the opportunity to run back, and directly raised his hand.
"His name is Yangzi!"
"Do you think you were able to dance just now?" Shen Mo asked with a smile.
Yangzi's mind started to wander subconsciously, and he nodded almost unconsciously.
"good!"
"Let's get started then. Don't worry, this time, I'll lead you in the dance."
"When you're dancing, pay attention to the camera, and interact with the audience, okay? Just do the moves, and try to smile as much as possible."
As he spoke, he walked, and soon he was in front of the camera.
Yangzi is in the center!
Shen Mo then stood directly behind him and gave Liang Bo an OK sign.
"Come on, Yangzi!"
"Play a fashion song, let's show it off!"
"Currently, there are 5.2 viewers in the live stream."
Yangzi felt his mind go blank, with Shen Mo's words echoing in his mind.
Facial expressions, interactions, looking at the camera...
The circular camera lens in front of him, like the eye of a terrifying beast, stared intently at him, and his body involuntarily went limp.
Just as he was about to fall, a pair of hands grabbed his arms from behind and pulled him back.
"Relax, I'll take you."
The silent voice was like a sound from beyond the heavens.
The music is ringing.
The lights shone from behind, and Lian Yangzi, who was inside, couldn't see anything around him for a moment.
"Get walking."
"Raise your hand!"
"Give a salute!"
Yangzi felt like a puppet on a string.
The shrugs and hand gestures were all influenced by the host behind them.
Gradually, he began to move on his own, and although his movements were very clumsy, he was very satisfied.
Sudden……
"later……"
Caught off guard, he lost his balance and was about to fall backward when the anchor's hand caught him firmly.
"Open your arms, keep moving, look at the camera, and make any expression you like..."
His movements gradually became more skillful.
Then I heard the host's voice.
"Go Yangzi! There are 5.6 viewers in the live stream right now... 6..."
"Yangzi, have you been kidnapped, Yangzi?!"
"65,000..."
"Come on... one more song, 68,000..."
The music for the leg sweeping dance started playing immediately.
With the first song as a foundation, Yangzi has already adapted mentally.
Since the sweeping leg dance was the one he was most familiar with, he became bolder.
A cold expression started to appear.
"Very good, Yangzi, your expression is spot on."
With Shen Mo's help, Yangzi's right foot began to slide.
Compared to others' silky smoothness, his feet were like straight sticks, swaying from side to side.
"7..." Liang Bo announced the number, his voice filled with barely suppressed laughter.
"Yangzi has been sidelined..."
"Live master-apprentice version, Quanzi and Yangzi, let's continue the music..."
"Currently, there are 7.2 viewers in the live stream..."
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