783 Voice Recording (1/2)
Regardless of what Zhang Zian had thought, the school of Minke Whales was going to be a major vanity project of the municipal government. Besides, they had swam over a thousand miles to take refuge in China, so it was not good to just chase them away.
The key now was that, other than the school of whales, there were definitely more marine creatures that had arrived in the vicinity of Binhai City… What could they do with them? They couldn't always say that it was the initial result of pollution control, right?
”Right, Sihwa, a great number of aquatic creatures have followed you to the vicinity of Binhai City. Do you have any way to make them leave? Or telling them to not come close to the beach is fine, too,” Zian said.
”Most creatures, aside from whales, are not able to listen that far…” She pouted her lips. ”It will work for those near me, but I can't do anything about those that are further away.”
She meant that most aquatic creatures were unable to hear low-frequency sound waves, and high-frequency sound waves were not able to travel as far.
Zhang Zian gave it some thought before he took out his phone and said, ”It's okay. I'll record your voice, then let me think of a way.”
”What way?” Sihwa asked with curiosity.
”I bought an underwater speaker a few days ago. So, I'll record your voice and play it in the water near the sea,” Zian said.
The higher the density of the medium, the further the sound traveled in it. For example, the sound traveled further through metal than it did in water, and traveled further in water than it did in air.
Zian had bought an underwater speaker so that playing Sihwa's song in the water could cover a relatively wide range. Everything would be fine as long as the aquatic creatures stayed away from the beach––especially the large-sized marine creatures that could easily be discovered by humans.
Sihwa stared at his phone. ”Is this… a mobile phone?”
”Yes it is. You've seen it before, right?” Zhang Zian felt that, since she had watched so many Korean dramas, it couldn't be possible that she hadn't seen one before.
”So that noisy girl from a few days ago was talking non-stop to a phone?” she asked.
Noisy girl?
Zhang Zian lagged for a moment before he reacted. Sihwa must have been referring to Snowy.
”Yes, she's a network anchor, so her job is to interact and communicate with other netizens over her phone,” Zian explained before he suddenly realized something. ”Are there no network anchors in Korea dramas?”
”What's a network anchor?” The innocence on her face could not have been faked.
It seemed plausible after thinking about it. After all, the lead characters in a Korean drama were mostly prosecutors, judges, big business heirs, lawyers, doctors, and all kinds of upper-class characters––none of them came close to a network anchor.
Aside from that, network anchors were not as popular in other countries like they were in China.
What is a network anchor? It seems pretty hard to define it.
Zhang Zian pondered for a moment before he tried to explain. ”A network anchor does a live broadcast about what they're currently doing and, if people are interested, they will continue watching and turn into the network anchor's fan.”
”A live broadcast on what they're doing?” She was still a little blur. ”Doing anything is fine?”
”Of course not––it has to be something that other people would be interested in!” Zhang Zian laughed and said, ”For example, if you play games well, you can do a live broadcast of you playing games; if you have any special talents, you can do a live broadcast on you singing or dancing; if you're more courageous, you can do a live broadcast on extreme sports or exploring a haunted house…”
Sihwa looked down at her pale blue fishtail and her translucent dorsal fin. She protested, ”What does that girl do a live broadcast on? She doesn't seem to be good at anything, only jibber-jabbering in front of her phone.”
”She's an outdoor network anchor, so she introduces specialty spots and shops of Binhai City to her audience,” Zian answered.
Sihwa pouted and said disdainfully, ”Che! What's so special about that? It's fine as long as you have two legs and you're a human, right?”
”That's not for sure… It isn't so simple.” Zhang Zian shook his head. He used to feel that it was very easy to do a live broadcast––it was just lying down and counting your money––but facts have proven that successful network anchors all have their own success element.
”You think it's so simple to be an outdoor network anchor? That all they have to do is walk around, eating and drinking whatever they want? That's not the case. According to what I know, Snowy usually has to observe and do some research before selecting a shop, and only when she feels that a shop is good, will she choose to do a live broadcast there. Usually, out of ten shops, maybe not even one meets her standards—it is precisely because of how strict her selection criteria is that her live broadcast is trusted by others.
Even before her live broadcast, she still planned her broadcast content carefully, collecting opinions and feedback from her audience, creating topics, setting up the atmosphere and occasionally acting cute… And aside from all that, a network anchor needs to have their own unique trait and label. For example, Snowy had been labeled as a network anchor who ignores the tuhaos in her broadcast channel. Many curious people have heard of her label then decided to visit her broadcast room only to become her fan in the end.”
Zhang Zian told Sihwa everything that he had observed about Snowy since the day that he had met her.
”Ah, sounds so troublesome!”
Sihwa was suddenly at a loss for words. Suddenly feeling dispirited, she rested her head on the edge of the bathtub while her arms were hanging down, swaying back and forth like a pendulum.
”Which is why they are not known for nothing––there must be a reason for their success.” Zhang Zian ended the topic. He raised his phone and hurriedly spoke, ”Come, can you speak or sing to the phone and tell those aquatic creatures to head back to where they came from?”
With a complete lack of interest, Sihwa gave Zian a side glance. She suddenly straightened her back and raised one hand up high, just like a primary school student asking for permission to give a speech. She said, ”So boring! I want to watch television!”
”We've talked about this before and you have yet to meet the requirements to watch TV,” Zhang Zian said as he dodged the water she had splashed out.
”Then I won't sing!” she said spitefully and hugged her arms around her chest. Clearly, she wanted to negotiate.
Zhang Zian was speechless.
”If you let all those weird marine creatures gather around Binhai City, it's going to cause a lot of trouble. You do not want to alienate yourself from your kind and your people,” Zian warned.
Sihwa rolled her eyes in response to what Zian said. ”It's okay if you don't let me watch tv, but I want a phone. I want to watch live broadcasts, too!”
Using a phone to watch live broadcasts?
Zhang Zian gave it some consideration and he felt that it could work.
Since she had to stay in the small bathroom, Sihwa was only able to see a corner of the outside world through a small window. Indeed, it was really boring and was no different from jail––but even in jail, they were still be allowed to go outside for a breather.