Online livestreaming was a hot topic recently. There were experts who criticized broadcasting, whether to their faces, or behind the backs, for using their looks or attire to get money out of their fans, while they themselves hated that they couldn't earn money by just saying random shit.
But not anyone could make a living off of just live-streaming. This was the age of beauty. For example, there were countless cases of blind dates falling flat when the reality of their looks didn't meet their expectations. If someone wanted to carve their name in the streaming world, they would have to have a delicate face, more plainly, a pleasing one.
At least, it would be a more beautiful sight.
Little Yun Duo had greatly inspired Father Zhang; live streaming could be a universal subject, something that was immersive and unique. But now he had to think of ways to develop this theme to utilize it.
After hearing Little Yun Duo's suggestion, Father Zhang thanked everyone and quickly logged off.
Seeing Zhangzai's profile icon turn grey, the people in the chat knew… this online otaku webnovelist was about to make his entrance again!
This time… what kind of havoc will he wreck?
Father Zhang was quite an efficient person, which was reflected in what he did. For example, if he was boiling noodles, he could do three things in that short period of time: reading newspaper, eating and squabbling with no life bastards on Reddit.
That evening, he finished the title and synopsis and even finished the chapter of his new book.
The title: The Reincarnated King's Livestream
A introduction: This is a story about the reincarnated cultivation master's life as he struggles to suppress his pre historic powers inside his body, and who sells dai online by streaming his immortal life on planet earth.
"…"
Xero had been looking at Father Zhang's computer for a while and felt a sense of brooding.
Given Father Zhang's current state of writing, he could write an opening chapter that fast. After checking for spelling mistakes from top to bottom, Father Zhang then clicked on the mouse to send the chief editor the file.
Father Zhang's chief editor was called Chen Ziyang and his editor name was Jian Hu. People in the industry had given this editor a nickname, "Jian Beibei." When he had paid visit before, Xero had used his metaphysical Eye Ability to check this person's name card. This was the only editor whom Father Zhang had met in real life since his entrance into the webnovel world all those years ago. He was a tenuous youth who looked like a gao shou; he seemed like he would tip over in the breeze, and his neat fringe gave the impression that he was quite serious.
With the computer on, Father Zhang made a cup of coffee and waited in silence for a while. Very soon, he had received a message — Ping ! Chief Editor Ziyang had answered!
This gold medal was also pretty good at analyzing. That whole thing took him twenty seconds, which was a mystical feat even for Xero.
From Xero's quick glance at the email reply, the theme was very attractive, and his writing style was elegant. But given the performance of Father Zhang's first book, along with his online prestige, Jian Beibei had decided that he should write a few chapters for the time being. After they added more than twenty thousand words, only then would he upload it to let it sail.
Xero had heard about this website before — it was a separate VIP webnovel website that was set up by the Xianxia Reading Network for readers who were the highest ranking for more than one hundred years. On this website, they could read drafts of popular novels, before leaving thoughts or suggestions for improvement.
Gazing at the email reply, Father Zhang was silent for a while, but finally nodded. After all, Zhang Ouyang was a pen name that took him years to build. Given that he didn't know how to market his second book — he needed to be careful! As for himself… wouldn't he be a laughing stock in the market if he greatly shat on the performance?!
Xero was speechless at this. "…" This one pen name that had been able to attract four hundred thousand users with a live stream that had nothing to do with novels… — How the f**k could online nobodies see this and not give up?!
…
In the morning, Mother Zhang had finished preparing breakfast, which was made up of fried eggs, bread sticks, soybean sauce, and her specialty, recuperation noodles. Mother Zhang untied her apron and shouted up the stairs, "The two of you! Come down and eat!"
Xero gazed at the table full of dishes and was almost moved to tears… after Mother Xian's hellish dish that he would rather starve than eat — perhaps his mother's cooking could heal his wounded heart.
As they ate, Father Zhang adjusted his monocle and sighed as he looked at Xero. "You've gotten a bit fatter these days, did you overeat again?"
Again? Isn't that just an insult!
Xero touched his face and felt that his cheeks had gotten a bit meatier… this was probably because he ate Mother Xian's cooking and his stomach fermented it.
But losing weight had never been hard for him…
Xero rubbed his cheeks vigorously in a way that made his hands blur, and the fat on his face was instantly smoothed out.
"Uh." Father Zhang's eyes widened. He could do that?!
This was the first time that both of his parents had seen this ability of his!
Father Zhang ate a mouthful of noodles, "These four days... how was it? In groups for the first time?"
Xero shook his head.
"I heard that Rui Rui brought the talisman seal for you? Glad he got there in time..."
Xero nodded his head. In time?! No the f**k He didn't!
"Actually, I think it's because you're too nervous. Maybe if you act more naturally, you can get more along with your peers, understand?"
Xero continued nodding.
Mother Zhang interrupted Father Zhang, "Xiaoluo. Remember to do your homework revision in these two days. Although you shouldn't do too well, you should at least not be at the bottom of class. I've already asked about the classes you missed, and especially about the review materials. I've picked them up for you, so you can review them for the time being, okay?"
"Understood." Laconic and extensive. The first thing he had said ever since he got home.
In truth, he didn't need to review courses like Dao talismans or magical Energy or skills at all. But for courses like history or science, he still needed to memorise the materials. Even the top students in advanced class like Xinyan, Lianhua or Misaki... catching up to missed assignments or digesting the assessment and knowledge would still take them forever.
In opposition, it was a lot more convenient for Xero, who could use his flashspeed reading and sorcerous memorisation... mother never has to worry about the grades!
But Xero didn't want to be disturbed during his period of studying, especially while he was using his rapid memorisation skill. If someone disturbed him at that time, it would be likely that he would remember things wrongly.
Although he has photographic memory, he felt that his time of studying was undeniable!
And so, to prevent this from happening, Xero summoned something from his stationery mind...
The demon pencil and the skeleton eraser, which he used with energy to create could help him maintain his study time.