Chapter 126: New Drama Trailer
When Xiang Chuan started discussing the planning draft with Xiang Weiguo, Xiang Xue quickly turned off the microphone. If this group of viewers with overly complex backgrounds found out about putting it on the paid website, it would likely cause a huge commotion.
Especially the Cultural Affairs Bureau and Historical Research Institute, who are always arguing nonstop in the bullet comments. If the news leaked early, these two would probably fight over sponsorship for more benefits. This kind of thing happened several times last month. The precocious Xiang Xue decisively excluded government agencies from the priority list of sponsors. Only if they really couldn’t get sponsorship would they consider the government side.
Actually, ordinary people would eagerly await government sponsorship like waiting for stars and moon, but getting it requires going through layers of application procedures. It’s only because the Xiang Family has the Director of Cultural Bureau as a big shot at home that the priority of government sponsorship has decreased.
In a sense, it’s also a case of the drought-stricken dying of drought and the flood-stricken drowning.
The sudden muting naturally aroused the curiosity of the viewers who were discussing the finale of Empresses in the Palace.
[Why did little sister Xiao Xue suddenly mute and look to the side?]
[Xiao Xue~ come chat with us~]
[Her sister Xiang Chuan must be sitting opposite.]
[Left side, are you dumb? Xiang Chuan has been sitting on the sofa next to little brother Lin Ming since earlier, but she seems to be staring opposite too. Is someone sitting opposite?]
[Xiao Xue——let’s rewatch Empresses in the Palace from the beginning——what will I do without your TV series live streams in the future——]
[Yeah, broadcast it again! We late-joining viewers didn’t get to watch together!]
[Agree to rebroadcast!]
[Again! Again!]
Lin Ming, who couldn’t join the Xiang Family’s internal family meeting, boredly stared at the comment section. Seeing the bullet comments shift from discussing the plot to increasingly fervent calls to rebroadcast Empresses in the Palace, he couldn’t help poking Xiang Xue’s shoulder.
“Hey, don’t mess around, we’re talking business.”
Xiang Xue waved her hand without looking back.
Poked again.
Xiang Xue, who hated interruptions when concentrating, got angry. She frowned, whipped her head around with a face full of fury, and her blazing expression truly startled Lin Ming.
“Uh, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t me.” Lin Ming hurriedly waved his hands.
“Is there someone else sitting behind me?” Xiang Xue glared at him fiercely.
“That’s not what I meant… look at the comment section.” Lin Ming pointed his thumb at the light screen in the live stream room.
Xiang Xue glanced at the comment section and was startled by the overwhelming bullet comments begging for a rebroadcast of Empresses in the Palace. Her plan to start broadcasting My Own Swordsman tomorrow wavered a bit, and she looked to Xiang Chuan for help.
Xiang Chuan, having finished her work, was happily eating cake and drinking juice when she sensed two gazes. Looking up, she saw her sister’s pleading look and Lin Ming’s adoring gaze.
Sometimes Xiang Chuan felt that little brother Lin Ming’s idol filter for her was a bit too thick.
She carried her juice over to Xiang Xue’s other side, glanced at the bullet comments, and instantly understood Xiang Xue’s hesitation.
“Everyone can watch it right away once the website officially launches, so why tangle over this?” Xiang Chuan ruffled her sister’s head. This kid was great in every way, but from childhood to now, she had this bit of indecisiveness and needed her or Xiang Qi to give her a push at crucial moments.
“But watching live is still different from watching directly, right? Isn’t this the discussion atmosphere the viewers want?” Xiang Xue deeply understood this herself. She occasionally rewatched favorite episodes outside live times, but having gotten used to chatting while binge-watching, she felt a bit lonely just watching.
“Wanting liveliness is simple—just implement the bullet comment function on the website too.” Xiang Chuan handed the website draft to Xiang Xue. She’d long considered bullet comments, since in the 21st Century, every portal website loved adding them, calling it optimizing the user’s social environment.
“Besides, don’t mind how loudly everyone is calling for it now—the current over ten thousand viewers have all seen the finale. Once they know the plot’s ending, their immersion and binge-watching desire drop when rewatching. By the last dozen episodes, the old viewers will likely go offline temporarily. If we broadcast a new series, first it shifts the old viewers’ attraction to the new one, and second it puts new and old viewers on the same starting line for binge-watching, achieving both goals.”
Xiang Chuan’s analysis left Xiang Xue and Lin Ming stunned, then the two kids huddled together, blankly starting to carefully read Xiang Chuan’s website draft.
What actually surprised Xiang Chuan was that her sister cared about the viewing experience. She’d thought her sister was just influenced by the viewers’ emotional bullet comment spam.
This was actually easy to understand. After modern people’s material needs are satisfied, they unconsciously pursue spiritual fulfillment. Though the modern era isn’t without entertainment products, for humans who have left the atmosphere or even the Solar System, phenomena explained by various theories instead limit their imagination. Dull entertainment products gradually lost market, ultimately becoming a tasteless chicken rib in the Cultural Affairs Bureau—unpalatable but a pity to discard.
The emergence of Romeo and Juliet ignited a long-lost entertainment craze in the Twelfth Fleet, but for some reason, this craze didn’t spread. The other eleven fleets remained lifeless.
Meanwhile, in the Third Fleet, Xiang Xue’s live stream room brought Empresses in the Palace out of nowhere. The brand-new binge-watching method and the hugely charming series were fatally attractive to them.
Modern people, forever committed to making life better, won’t accept a downgrade in enjoyment. Watching novel ancient series while chatting with unknown viewers on the other side of the screen or the cute two little streamers greatly boosted their spiritual satisfaction.
“Though arranging the website’s server will probably take some time, you can plan this from a long-term perspective.”
Xiang Weiguo stroked his chin. Judging from how the live stream room filled up faster each time after server expansion, the website’s launch traffic would likely reach a terrifying number, requiring servers with enough performance and capacity to support it.
The most direct option is cloud servers via the space-time network, but earlier news said surrounding galaxies’ magnetic field interference affected space-time network communications. Now the fleet’s networks are all switched to internal servers, emptying the inventories of the Third Fleet Main Ship and escort ships’ server suppliers, and even rushing production for the next batch.
If smooth, he or Lin Minzhi could prepare a large commercial server for Xiang Xue’s side through their connections.
“Then what are we waiting for?” Xiang Chuan raised an eyebrow, directly turned off mute, and before anyone reacted, opened the first episode of My Own Swordsman.
[Huh, what’s this?]
[The people inside dress so strangely, a bit like Empresses in the Palace, but without so many patterns.]
[Their speech tone is so weird, pretty fun]
[Scholar? Hero? What do these mean…]
The opening plot instantly captured all the bullet comments’ attention. A new series’ first episode was definitely far more attractive than a TV series whose ending they’d already seen.
Xiang Chuan raised her brows at Xiang Xue: See? Once a new series drops, who still tangles over that?
Xiang Xue glared irritably at her sister, then turned with a pure cute smile (Xiang Chuan: This sister is probably a natural actor):
“The new TV series My Own Swordsman will start live binge-watching tomorrow night at the same time. Please look forward to it~”
