The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 144 Great Expectations and Great Success
Is this Zhang Wuyong?

Liu Qi was in his room, using his laptop to watch the young magician in the live broadcast room.

Liu Qi and this boy really knew each other since childhood.

Although they are just relatives of relatives, they are at least acquaintances.

When I was little, I would say hello.

By the time she was in junior high school, she no longer liked him.

He had poor grades, was prone to fighting, and for a long time, he didn't study and just hung out outside.

Although her parents had a shop, the things they sold were the kind that she thought were not serious at all.

As for high school, it goes without saying. I heard that he was still at the bottom of the grade in No. 2 Middle School.

But I didn't expect it to happen inadvertently.

He was like a god high above.

I raised my head and could hardly see him clearly.

When he was in the underworld, he could beat ten people at once and was invincible in Rongyang.

I felt that living in society was boring, so I went to study. Within one semester, I had surpassed her by far.

Now that you've finished your exams, you're bored and want to practice magic and start live streaming?
This feeling of having someone who is right next to you and looked so ordinary since childhood suddenly become the male god that you are not worthy of.

It made her feel inexplicably sad.

The whole heart is empty.

……

On the other side, a female teacher was also watching the live broadcast of a handsome magician who was no longer her student.

She changed into a beautiful white floral nightgown.

As for the obviously old-fashioned silver nightgown, she had thrown it away long ago.

At this moment, she looked at the handsome boy in the live broadcast room, her heart and body surging.

She hasn't seen the boy since the day the college entrance examination scores came out.

She knew that their fate had ended...even though there might have never been any fate in the first place.

To this end, she calmed herself down and went on a trip.

But walking outside alone is really lonely and boring.

She tried to forget the boy and told herself that he was just her student.

He has a bright future, and I am no longer important to him.

After traveling alone, she returned home and started making videos, trying to record her last youth... because soon she would be thirty years old.

As a result, I actually got the title of "The Demon Cult Leader Zhang Wuqi" and became one of the many "little girls" who followed him.

At this moment, she was kneeling on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, holding a mobile phone in one hand.

I screamed in my heart: "No... I can't go on like this... Our fate is over... I absolutely can't go on like this..."

The other hand had already...

……

On the sixth floor of a commercial building, there is a girl named Yao Xueqin who is much more pure.

She used a mobile phone stand to hold the phone horizontally, enlarged the screen of the live broadcast room, and placed it on the desk.

Then, she just did this, with her hands folded, her face tilted to the side, and her face lightly pressed against her folded hands.

Her eyes seemed to be glowing, as if she saw the light that illuminated her life.

There is not too much reason, nor too many distractions.

Like... just like...

She couldn't tell exactly when she fell in love with the other person.

If I have to recall.

It was probably that time when he said to her, "Come on!" after she failed the mock exam.

Before that, she was very afraid of him.

She was too scared to even look at him. But that cry of "Come on" was like actually joining her, filling her up quickly and making her hot all of a sudden.

After that, he was her light.

For Yao Xueqin, she didn't think too much about unhealthy things at this moment.

Although I had read too many romance novels before and thought I knew everything, I also did a lot of "tea" things.

But after graduating from high school, she did reflect on herself.

She doesn't know what will happen in the future.

But now, she just wanted to be able to look at him like this.

If only I could look at him closer, even closer...

……

Song Ling, Song Xiaoyan and Liu Zhu, the three leaders of the city's Brother Leader Fan Club, were frantically promoting and inviting people while watching the video.

As for the pocket money their parents gave them during the summer vacation, they accidentally gave it all away as rewards in the live broadcast room.

I can only live a tight life in the next few days.

But there is no way, because the leader of the cult is their brother.

"Brother Leader, Brother Leader..." In the live broadcast room, they shouted along with everyone else.

Zhang Wuyong performed several sets of close-up magic tricks under the camera.

This time, there was only one magic trick to teach, and the rest were all his superb skills.

In the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room.

These magic tricks without instruction are so mysterious that they are frightening.

So handsome that it's exciting.

He broadcast live from three in the afternoon until nine in the evening.

Sister Lian and Yanyan came forward to congratulate him.

"We took a look and saw we received at least 200,000 in rewards tonight, but we still need to share that with the platform..."

"More than 200,000?" Zhang Wuyong was a little surprised.

In just these few hours, the income is calculated in tens of thousands?

He felt very incredible.

Sister Lian smiled and said, "I've already said that these young girls are willing to spend money, and each of them is surprisingly wealthy. The key is to be able to attract them."

The income of more than 200,000 yuan, after sharing it with the platform and putting aside the cost of early promotion, the profit is actually not that much.

The key is that the large number of fans attracted are there, and the cost of the initial investment is fixed.

From now on, every game will basically be pure profit.

Sister Lian and Yanyan were actually very surprised at the amount of energy that "Evil Cult Leader Zhang Wuqi" could absorb.

There are so many "sisters" here, but the number of fans combined is not as many as his.

In fact, the platform’s live broadcast room itself does not generate much income. Live broadcasting with 10,000 fans for a month only makes about 10,000 yuan.

The main source of income is tips.

But to some extent, the income from tips is nothing.

When the number of fans expands enough and starts to sell goods, that would be truly exaggerated.

Of course, that requires being a true fan.

It is not uncommon to see people buying a bunch of fake fans to deceive suppliers, only to end up selling few items within a few hours.

"Come, clean up and go downstairs for the celebration banquet." Sister Lian clapped her hands, "It's my treat!"

Although it was only the first live broadcast, its success basically foreshadowed the huge amount of money that would follow.

For Zhang Wuyong, the most important thing is to earn system points.

After all, his original purpose was to "create a sect" and earn system points, and making money was secondary.

But normally speaking, it shouldn't be too difficult to immediately offset the nearly 5,000 negative points... Damn, system, you're almost there.

(End of this chapter)