Chapter 15
If it is said that the current Yan family is showing its edge, Yan Xuexiao's Yan family is in full swing.
At that time, Yan Xueyiao had long since become a lonely person, no one dared to approach, let alone philosophy, he would never forget those cold eyes.
There was fear in his eyes.
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Yan Xuexiao closed the door and returned to her chair.
As soon as he opened the book, he received a message.
[Shen Chi] Can I ask you one thing?
[Shen Chi] According to my experience, the anchor should interact with the audience, but I don't know if I want to open the microphone or not. You should have experience in this industry. I want to ask your opinion.
Yan Xueyiao didn't know which line he was assigned to, but he still asked.
【Yan Xuexiao】Why not open?
After a long time, the other side sent an answer.
[Shen Chi] Some people say that it is easy for me to offend people when I speak. It is better not to open the microphone for live broadcast, and I don't know what my voice is like.
[Shen Chi] Is it convenient for you to listen?
Yan Xueyiao drew to the last sentence, her hand on the screen paused, and she clicked on the sent audio.
It was the voice of a young man. It was different from the coldness he imagined. The timbre was extraordinarily clear and clear. Perhaps because of embarrassment, the end sound trembled.
Yan Xuexiao's Adam's apple moved slightly, and she gently closed her eyes and replied.
【Yan Xuexiao】Alright
Chapter nine
Shen Chi looked at the reply on the phone and fell into contemplation, not sure if it was good or not. When he wanted to ask again, he received a message.
[Yan Xuexiao] I went to read
The young man was embarrassed to interrupt again, but when he was lying on the bed, he thought about this question all night and didn't understand it.
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At seven o'clock in the morning, the horn from the street office blared earlier than he got up, and Shen Chi went out on time with a piece of fried dough stick in his mouth.
One of the advantages of border towns than the capital is that there are no traffic jams. There are no cars on the road at all. At most, tractors from the countryside can cross the road slowly.
After he finished eating the fried dough sticks, he went to the Internet cafe and boarded the live broadcast. Ruan Yan sent a message.
[Ruan Yan] Yesterday, I saw that your display screen is an old 21-inch screen. It is inconvenient to rotate the viewing angle in the game. I recommend a 24-inch TA screen. It is recommended to buy a big-name screen. It is definitely not expensive for you.
[Asia's No. 1 Gun God] Computers in Internet Cafes
[Ruan Yan] Why are you broadcasting live in an Internet cafe?
Shen Chi was typing on the keyboard.
[Asia's No. 1 Gun God] Can't Afford a Computer
It is probably a strange thing that families can't afford a computer in this day and age, so Ruan Yan didn't send any more messages.
The young man lowered his eyes.
Kitty Live's contract anchors guarantee a minimum of 3,000 yuan a month, but the conditions for signing the contract are very harsh, and only 5,000 followers are eligible to apply.
He only has a thousand followers in the live broadcast room now, but if he can successfully sign a contract, he should save money to buy a computer for himself, right?
He clenched the mouse in his hand and turned on the live broadcast.
"Good morning Late!"
"Is the mic still off today? I'm curious about Late's voice."
"I want to hear it too! It must be cool"
"It will be more popular if you turn on the wheat."
Shen Chi has never been nervous when playing games, but sitting in front of the computer alone, facing the increasingly loud barrage, was a little nervous for the first time.
He clicked on WeChat and sent a sentence for no reason.
[Shen Chi] I'm on the air
*
Princeton University, Office.
"I didn't expect you to finish the first draft so quickly, and others are still at the topic selection stage." The instructor gave his opinion, "But the mainstream in British and American academia is analytic philosophy."
"You choose to write a fusion of analytic philosophy and continental philosophy, which is not conducive to publication, and the distinction between the two is obvious. Are you sure you want to write?"
In the face of his doubts, the young man said calmly: "The division is historical rather than reality."
He was stunned, not knowing how to refute it. Modern philosophy is indeed facing the problem of a realistic way out. Various schools of thought contend, and fusion might be a way out.
At this time, the young man just bowed slightly: "Thank you for your opinion."
Heine couldn't help looking at his students. He had served in the school for ten years. Among all the students he taught, Yan impressed him the most.
This young man from the far east put all his thoughts on philosophy, but he can't make mistakes in his life. He guessed that he was strictly educated and his family should not be ordinary.
"Let's write it like that." Heine stopped insisting on his own point of view and stood up from his chair. "Today is Friday. I'm going to the hockey game with my wife. You should also take a break."
When the two walked out of the office, Heine asked casually, "Have you ever thought about what your future partner will be like?"
Yan Xueyiao replied, "I didn't think about it."
"Celibatarian?"
Yan Xueyiao did not refute.
He returned to the dormitory and sat at the desk. Just as he was about to continue writing his thesis, an unread message appeared on the screen of his mobile phone.
[Shen Chi] I started broadcasting.
Yan Xuexiao's eyes paused, and she clicked on the live broadcast.
*
Half of the game time has passed, and the number of survivors in the upper left corner is only forty people. In order to force the people on the field to move, the area in the poison circle keeps shrinking.
Shen Chi put a gun on the edge of the poison circle,
Silently sniping at those who entered the circle.
"Fourteen kills"
"First time watching a quiet live broadcast room"
"me too"