Live Streaming 소설 & 이야기

A wave of envious whispers swept through the crowd watching us once again. "Did you see the look in Ms. Landry's eyes? So adoring and affectionate!" "Everyone in Elleving knows that Ms. Landry loves her husband more than life itself. As long as they are together, I'll continue believing in love!" Yet, new comments kept appearing before my eyes. [The most despicable thing is that the scumbag Mabel is in the midst of a passionate lovemaking session with Clyde right now!] My feet moved on their own toward the restroom. Moans and gasps were drifting over from the closed stall.

Bruce settled her in the audience area, handed a silver USB drive to the host, and murmured a few quiet instructions. The livestream signal went live at once on every major platform. The broadcast had already been heavily promoted and primed for traffic. The moment it began, viewership surged into the millions and continued to climb by the second. The host did not waste a word and immediately played the contents of the USB drive. Surveillance footage filled the screen. It showed a mourning hall draped in black and white. A pitch-black coffin stood at the center. Outside the windows, the night looked as dark as ink. Inside, candles burned in a fire basin.

Some even dug up dirt on the opposing side, turning the livestream into a frenzy. Fabian was watching the comments when the livestream coordinator suddenly inhaled sharply. "Fabian, the livestream just surged with viewers—more than during Sharon's performance! Kelly has broken Sharon's record!" Fabian hurried to check. In just a short time, the livestream had hit 1.5 million viewers. Perhaps the sudden influx had overloaded the servers, because the stream started lagging. Fabian immediately turned to the tech team. "Brendan, didn't I tell you to stabilize the servers? How is there still lag?"

I was about to rush over, but then I paused for a few seconds. I opened Instagram and put my phone into recording mode. Then I started the live stream titled "Lucci's True Face." As more and more people poured into my live stream, I squinted and smiled. ‘Lucci loves live stream so much. She'll be thrilled when she sees all her fans.’

The way she dressed was exceptionally familiar, and her obedient looks matched his memory of Josephine. The youngster beside him complained, "The host is so slow. Why is he leaving us hanging and not getting into the main topic?" "What is this?" Fred felt like he discovered a new world. "This is a live-streaming application showing videos taken in secret. It has explicit content like getting someone drunk, drugged sex, enticed sex … " "Fuck, send me the download pack this instant!" Fred grabbed his arms. "I can't. This application requires a member pass and approval from another member. I've sent out all my invite codes, so even if you downloaded the application, you wouldn't be able to inst

She was holding her phone up at chest level, angled right at me. And on the screen, in the little corner where it shows your viewers, there was a red dot and a number. Live. 21,403 watching. She was streaming it. My own sister was standing in front of the altar of the Moon Goddess, on the most important night of my life, broadcasting me getting torn apart to twenty thousand strangers. And when she saw me looking, she didn't lower the phone. She didn't look embarrassed. She just tilted her head a little, the way she does when she's trying to find a better angle.

"What the hell are you doing here? Get out if you don't want to die." The man leading them hesitated nervously. "Mr. Cunningham, we're… uh, we're here to live-stream the match." Conrad's frown deepened. "Live-stream? You're out of your damn minds. I'm about to kill someone, and you think this is a show?"

At the same time, TV stations, cell phones, computers, and even the huge screens in every square around the world began live streaming. This cost a lot of money. Of course, with the status the Chris family had around the world, it was easily achievable. They had deeply penetrated Somerland, let alone everywhere else. Soon after the global live streaming began, countless people noticed it. A huge square in Somerland. "Look, what's that on the big screen? A sci-fi movie? Why are there so many people standing in the air? When was it taken? Why was it never advertised?" "What sci-fi movie? Didn't you see the word 'live' on top? I he

As the chatter continued, Yaslyn cleared her throat to get their attention. "I've been thinking about this whole mess, and I might have a workaround." "Let's hear it." "We've been dabbling in live streaming for about a year, and it's been picking up. With this crisis locking everyone at home, it's the perfect time to double down on that and get ahead of the curve." That got everyone perking up. "You're onto something. Live streaming the big leagues, and we've got to get in on that action!" "Right, so let's put our energy into going digital for now..."

Murong Cheng walked in, and smoothly tilted to Mu Zi's side, "How to watch a live broadcast?" "A classmate is getting this." Mu Zi bristled, "Can't figure out what's the point of this, would anyone love to watch this? Might as well watch a movie." Murong Cheng laughed, "The water in the live broadcast industry is very deep, it has just risen in the past two years, and for those who do well, earning hundreds of thousands of dollars a month is considered the norm." Mu Zi was shocked, her eyes widened, "Just this, hundreds of thousands of dollars a month?"