After a day of work, Song Bai dragged his tired body back home. It was strange that he felt more tired than wandering outside for a whole day on a weekend even though he had only been sitting in the office for a day. When he was about to get off work, he even declined his colleagues' invitations to KTV and social meetups, because he really envied their energy. When he was at the company gate, he met Zhao Qi. She used to be the main force of KTV and a microphone hog, but now she was rushing home to play with her cat as soon as she got off work … Of course, he was not much better.
He had never been interested in the social meetups among his colleagues. Everyone knew how mobile the employees of private companies were. Those who went to KTV with him tonight might throw their resignation letters to their boss tomorrow morning …
As for the social meetups … Well, he heard that it was a meetup with a hospital today, but he didn't know who was the organizer. Thinking of sitting face to face with the lovely angels in white, the single people in the company were very enthusiastic. Even those who were single, such as Liu Sanlang, who worked in the same technical department as him, showed a look of envy and jealousy in their eyes … Song Bai was a short man, and he had always felt inferior about his height. Although his family was not bad, he didn't belong to the word "tall, rich and handsome". Even if he went to the meetup, no girl would like him. He planned to make a name for himself first, and then he would consider the problem of a girlfriend.
Song Bai was not lonely. Every time he came home and sat in front of the computer, he felt that the whole night would pass quickly, especially now that Black Flower was with him.
He took out the key to open the door, muttering "it's so cold", and took off his scarf and hat.
It got dark early in winter, and the room was already dark. Only the light from the opposite apartment shone in through the balcony window, providing some insignificant illumination. He fumbled to turn on the light.
There was a skateboard lying in the living room. People usually played with furballs or scratchboards for their cats, so it was really rare to see a skateboard for a cat.
Hearing the sound, Black Flower ran out from the direction of the bedroom and raised its head to look at him.
"Black Flower, do you feel cold in the room?" He took off his coat, hung it on the coat rack, and put on his slippers.
Unfortunately, Black Flower couldn't answer him.
He bent down to pick up Black Flower, walked into the bedroom, closed the door, and turned on the electric heater in the bedroom. He had been away from home for a whole day, but the bedroom did not become more messy, which made him very happy. At least Black Flower did not mess around in the bedroom.
Song Bai turned on his computer, put Black Flower on his lap, and gently stroked the hair on its back. It suddenly occurred to him that he didn't know if Black Flower was afraid of water. What about bathing? He had heard that many cats were afraid of bathing.
He had asked Zhao Qi about this. Zhao Qi had proudly said that her Lan Lan was very quiet and obedient. She didn't run outside and was always very clean. She didn't even need to take a bath once in a few months. In contrast, Black Flower was active and liked to explore the house. He had even taken it outside to play skateboard. Soon, he would have to face the problem of giving it a bath.
After booting up the computer, he keyed in the password to enter the desktop and skillfully climbed up the ladder to enter his home page on YouTube.
He took a deep breath and mentally prepared himself before he dared to look at the comments under Over the Great Wall.
In just two or three days, the number of views of this vlog had skyrocketed from 357 on the next day to 43831. Almost every time he refreshed the page, the number of views would increase, sometimes by two or three, sometimes by four or five. The number of comments, "likes" and "dislikes" also skyrocketed.
No one would have thought that in the whole two hours last night, Song Bai kept pressing F5 and laughing at the rapidly increasing number on the screen, as if he was possessed … The number of views of this video had almost exceeded the total number of views of all his previous vlogs. Not only that, under the influence of this video, the number of views of his previous vlogs had also skyrocketed. Many viewers who had not enjoyed watching his vlogs would look through his previous videos to see if there were any similar ones.
If Black Flower hadn't broken free from his arms and gone to the toilet, he would have personally experienced the popular saying "F5 is rotten" last night …
Song Bai had heard a lot of rumors about becoming popular overnight, and he also thought that this vlog had the potential to become popular overnight. However, when it really happened, it still felt like a dream.
When he came back to his senses, he found that his fingers had unconsciously pressed F5 again. He quickly shook his head, thinking that he couldn't waste another two hours tonight. Last night, he forgot to wash his clothes and take a shower, and pressed F5 crazily with the speed of a single man. After lying in bed, he still tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. When he got up this morning, he had two panda eyes …
Just as he was about to browse the comments, an email from YouTube suddenly popped up in his mailbox.
Song Bai didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was another messy advertisement email as usual. When he was about to delete it, he found that the format of the email was different, and it seemed to be more than just an advertisement email.
As soon as he clicked open the email, he was immediately stunned, and even his mind seemed to be frozen. His hand holding the mouse was motionless, and his palms were sweating nervously. He was deeply afraid that he had almost deleted the email just now …
The subject of the email was very simple — Your application has been approved, and YouTube invites you to join the YouTube Partnership.
YouTube Partnership, translated into Chinese, meant that YouTube is afraid of pain … No, it was the YouTube Partnership Program, which was also known as the famous YouTube Advertisement Incentive Program. In other words, receiving this invitation meant that he could already make money through advertisements on YouTube.
Song Bai rubbed his eyes. His mouth was dry, and his heart was beating very fast. This was what he had always hoped for, and it was not an exaggeration to call it a dream. But how could it be possible? The invitation threshold of YP was extremely high, and not everyone could make money from YouTube.
According to the rumors that Song Bai had heard, YP had two hard conditions: one was to upload at least one video every week, and the other was that the total number of views of the video must reach millions. He could meet the first condition, but he was far from meeting the second condition, even now. However, if the number of views continued to increase at the current rate … it was only a matter of time before the number of views reached millions. It seemed that YouTube was not so rigid.
Would you like to accept the invitation? There was no need to think about it at all!
Song Bai had applied for the YP qualification before, but every time, he was rejected like a stone sinking into the sea. He only received a reply beginning with "Sorry, we regret to inform you that …"
Facing this invitation letter, the disappointment of being repeatedly rejected suddenly vanished. Even if YouTube, the bitch, had made mistakes, of course, he had to choose to forgive her!
For the time being, he didn't have time to read the comments. He first followed the link in the invitation letter to change the account settings step by step. Whenever he encountered a word that he was not sure about, he would carefully inquire about its meaning, for fear of making a mistake. He was very glad that he didn't attend the KTV and social gathering tonight. If he did, he would inevitably drink, and when he came back from drinking, he might accidentally delete this email …
Lying on his thigh, Black Flower felt the trembling of his thigh muscles. It raised its small face anxiously and meowed a few times, as if asking him if he was sick.
Song Bai restrained his excitement, held it up with both hands, and raised it above his head, grinning from ear to ear.
"Black Flower, we're going to make US dollars!"
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