My Idol is So Cute

Liang Mo clicked to turn off the live broadcast.

Seeing that the live broadcast was turned off, Baishang Chuuxue instantly lost strength and collapsed backwards.

She was like a piece of noodles, slumped on the chair, looking at her exhausted expression, rapid breathing, and flushed cheeks, it was as if Liang Mo had done something to her...

"What's the matter?" Liang Mo sized Baishang Chuuxue up and down: "Isn't it?"

During the two hours of Baishang Fuxue's live broadcast, he was always in a state of high concentration for fear that he would make a mistake.

Don't look at many anchors who seem to be joking, some people are really under a lot of pressure.

If you violate the taboo unknowingly, your live broadcast career will be over.

Baishang Fuxue had done his homework before, so he naturally knew what to say and what not to say.

"I'm so tired..." Baishang Chuuxue looked at Liang Mo pitifully, "Will you be doing this live broadcast every day from now on?"

"Of course, it depends on how much money you want to make. As a ruthless live broadcast machine, earning two years can spend a lifetime." Liang Mo said: "Be prepared for danger in times of peace. Now is the best era for virtual anchors, but it is also the best of the best. In this era, you have to stand firm now. Even if you stand firm, don’t spend too much money, let alone waste the best time. For example, if you have been popular for a year or two, and you haven’t saved enough money, you A year is equivalent to doing nothing, and you will also develop extravagant living habits."

Baishang Chuuxue was stunned for a moment.

She really thought so, when the live broadcast made money, she would buy a lot of figurines, bring back those wives, and earn a lot of money.

Thinking about it now, what Liang Mo said makes sense!

Not to mention the anchor, even those powerful singers, how old are they?

In the future, there will only be more and more virtual anchors like this.

"I see, manager." Baishang Chuuxue said, "Arigado."

"You're welcome." Liang Mo said: "You don't come to the office these few days, I'll find something for you to do."

"What's the matter?" Baishang Chuixue tilted her head and asked.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, record a video of yourself playing games. You have to act as if you have an audience, you know? Talk live while talking. I want this kind of video. If you pass the time, I will edit and send it to you. Of course, you are afraid of being bored. Or if you can't do it, play games with your friends and chat with her while playing games." Liang Mo said: "I will test your results on Sunday. Ying Lili said that things can be done on Monday, and by then At that time, you only need to synthesize it, and your initial video is completed, and then you can start live broadcasting to make money. I will help you plan the necessary live broadcast content every month, and you only need to read the rules for the rest. Just fine."

"Huh? Didn't plan everything?" Baishang Chuuxue was stunned.

"What I planned is the most important thing..." Liang Mo spread his hands and said, "I planned everything. Don't you become a puppet anchor? As long as you complete the important parts, I can guarantee that your popularity will continue to grow." It will be low. You are not a puppet, and you are not a pre-set role. You have to improvise. How to make your own humanity transcend your role and let more people accept it depends on yourself.”

"Well, I understand!" Baishang Fuxue nodded vigorously.

When to broadcast what content, when to contact other anchors to link up with her, what activities can help her attract fans, how to hype her to make her more famous, how to operate her backstage, etc., work does not At least, what Liang Mo has to do is not just planning.

As an agent, he actually worked quite hard.

I just finished translating in the morning, and spent the whole afternoon with her in the afternoon.

Except for those big-name idol actors, a manager always brings a lot of artists.

Even if Liang Mo only had her on hand, he could still take on the job of scouting for artists by himself.

It can be seen that Liang Mo is really responsible for Baishang Chuuxue.

Recently, the focus of Liang Mo's work has been on Baishang Chuuxue, and she will barely be free until she gets through the early stage.

When her live broadcast career enters the middle stage, Liang Mo will study international programs for her so that she can enter the Chinese market.

In fact, Liang Mo's other roles don't matter. His greatest value is that he really understands live broadcasts and the Chinese market.

If another agent brought Baishang Chuixue to interact with Huaxia's netizens, he would definitely be confused.

As for Liang Mo, he kept the rhythm in his own hands all afternoon. He didn't let the audience lead the rhythm, and he didn't make the live broadcast cold or boring. The whole process was like flowing water.

"Let's go, the office is about to close." Liang Mo said.

He still wants to take Xue Nai home, and try to see if he can keep her for dinner along the way.

"Hmm..." Baishang Fuxue nodded and stood up.

"oops……"

With a soft cry, Baishang Fuixue fell forward helplessly.

When she stood up, her legs were still a little weak, and she got up too fast, and she didn't control her balance well.

Liang Mo's eyes were quick, and he drew back his hand, one arm decisively blocked Baishang Chuuxue.

The soft waist was stopped by Liang Mo.

His arms were like iron bars, preventing Shirasami Fubuxue from getting an inch.

Don't think that Liang Mo likes live broadcasts and Two-dimensional, so he is a weak otaku. When he was a child, he learned Jeet Kune Do for a long time to be a school bully. He even played Bruce Lee playing nunchucks in high school games.

He doesn't have much flesh on his body, mostly muscles. He doesn't want to imitate Bruce Lee like someone and at the same time plate gold the brand of the sick man from East Asia brought back by Xiao Xianrou.

"Are you okay?"

Liang Mo got up and helped Baishang Chuixue to stabilize.

The hand on her waist has been withdrawn.

In other words, this girl's waist is really soft and thin...

"Sorry to trouble you." Baishang Chuuxue bowed to Liang Mo, and sent him Bofuli invisibly.

"Ahem, it's okay." Liang Mo blushed a little.