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After many days, Fanlan finally suddenly remembered the live broadcast platform account he had forgotten.

In fact, there was a person in charge from the live broadcast platform who had been trying to contact him relentlessly. However, since Fanlan had no intention of becoming a serious anchor, the so-called contract and platform treatment were of no significance to him. Therefore, Fanlan simply ignored them. As for the fact that his blood pressure rose and he felt dizzy and blacked out because he had turned off the reward function last time, he could only shrug his shoulders and said that there was nothing he could do.

In the past, when he was still considered an ordinary anchor, he didn't mind having fans give him tips, and he regarded it as a good way to make extra money, because the composition of fans was relatively simple at that time. Although there were often high-value tips, those who would spend a lot of money on live broadcasts were all wealthy people. If it were Fanlan himself, he would not mind spending the balance on his card after watching his favorite live content. Therefore, as for the tips in the live broadcast room, except for those that seemed extremely excessive sometimes, Fanlan always let them develop with the mentality that it would be good to enrich his small treasury.

But things were different after he was exposed on StarNet and his live broadcast room unexpectedly became popular.

Netizens are obviously a little crazy.

There is nothing wrong with simply watching it for the sake of novelty, but in the fanatical and intense atmosphere of rewards, the carnival-like barrage content and gorgeous special effects can easily infect and motivate every viewer in the same live broadcast environment. Therefore, many ordinary viewers are easily prompted by the atmosphere to make rewards that they might not have made otherwise, and it is even possible that they get carried away and spend a lot of money beyond their spending power.

So Fanlan turned off the reward function.

What a pity to lose a channel for extra income.

Recently, it seems that Kari has hit rock bottom again...

Lamenting like this, Fanlan logged into his live broadcast account and started the broadcast in an ordinary manner.

The bugs who received the reminder of the broadcast were simply in disbelief. They flocked into Lan Ting’s live broadcast room, running around to tell each other, crying and roaring like thunder.

[Am I seeing this right? Am I seeing this right? My Lord, you are alive!]

[I have done good deeds all my life and finally, before I was buried, I waited for the show to start airing...]

[Already notifying the female grandfather]

[I screamed like a tiger and scared away the male insect who was on a date...]

[Goddess! Goddess!!! Please broadcast it twice more!!]

[Wow, my tears are really pouring out. I am not married yet but I am living like a widow…]

[Wow, wow, my tears are pouring out. I have many female insects, but I live like a widow...]

Fanlan glanced at the rapidly scrolling comments and laughed at the netizens' humor. He adjusted the camera angle and aimed it at the operating table that was already familiar to the audience in the live broadcast room. On it were ink pens, silk threads, metal wires, old wood paper, scissors and adhesive.

[What is this? It doesn't look like a painting.]

[Making jewelry?]

[Make jewelry well! I immediately recorded the screen and made the same one]

[You are a genius, the one standing in front of me. Buy the materials right now!]

Fanlan arranged the things on the table in order of ease of use. First, he took the old wood paper, picked up the pen, and used the tip of the pen with light ink to outline the lines of the petals on the paper.

Chenmu paper is a hard paper, which is actually similar to the cardboard on Earth. Fanlan calls it cardboard, but now it has a very serious name and a very unrealistic price.

Today he decided to make some flower wrapping - a kind of handicraft that is not sure whether it is popular on earth. Of course, Fanlan is not very proficient in it. It is just one of the things he has come into contact with "for fun when he has nothing to do". It happened that he bought some beautiful silk threads on the Internet a few days ago. When he woke up in the morning, he saw the beautiful Fuxian flowers in the garden, so he suddenly had the urge to make a silk flower wrapping.

He picked up a pair of scissors and, following the drawn lines, cut out thumb-sized pieces of petal prototypes from the old wood paper. He arranged them into neat little piles and set them aside for later use. Then he wrapped a thin metal wire with shiny silk and "put" a small section of the wire on a satin-like coat. Then, with the help of glue, he stuck the edge of a petal to the wire. Starting from the outermost end, he wrapped the shiny silk thread around the petal one circle at a time.

Soon, a petal was completely wrapped with fine and dense indigo colored thread, and its original plain appearance out of the plain card paper disappeared into thin air.

[Wait, wait, my lord, please be slow!]

[Oh my god, it can be done like this! Is this also considered a kind of "coloring"?]

[What an advanced coloring method...]

[It looks quite simple, but how come the one that the fairy made is smooth and silky, but the one I made looks like the surface of the moon…]

[Isn’t it that your materials arrived so quickly? I’m still looking for the link…]

[This color is so beautiful]

Soon, using the same method, Fanlan arranged and wound a series of blue petals on a metal wire. Just when the comments were guessing that he was going to cut the metal wire connecting each petal and then use adhesive to stick each petal together to form a flower, he saw the white and slender fingers hooking the metal wire, seemingly simply bending and twisting it, and the soft, plastic metal wire was gathered between his bony fingers. Somehow, the petals that were just lined up in a row were instantly gathered into a tight cluster, and a gorgeous and bright Fuxian flower was now blooming at Fanlan's fingertips.

[? ? ? ]

[ah? ]

[Who recorded the screen? What just happened?!]

[Magic? The scientific community prohibits the spread of magic!]

[Looking at the row of bald radishes in his hand, he fell silent]

After completing the general shape of the flower, Fanlan held it in his hands and admired it for a while. He felt that it seemed a bit monotonous. After thinking about it, he stood up and left the camera for a few minutes. When he reappeared, he was holding an unknown gem that was grayish white in color with faint bright vertical lines in the middle. He put adhesive on the back of the gem and then used tweezers to embellish it in the center of the silk Fuxian flower.

After doing all this, the camera can see his long light golden hair moving away from the tabletop where it was originally sweeping, as if he was looking up to look for something. After a few seconds, the camera suddenly switched to front mode, facing the face of the male insect that suddenly approached. The barrage of comments evaporated instantly, and the live broadcast room was completely blank for two seconds, as if there was a network failure.

Fanlan leaned in front of the camera, tilted his head slightly left and right to test the angle, and looked at his own image in front of the screen.

He used it as a mirror.

When he found a position that he thought was good, he raised his hand and pinned the newly formed Fuxian flower between the hair above his right ear. He stared at the screen for a while, seemed satisfied with it, and smiled.

“Does it look good?”

…

The silent barrage of comments suddenly erupted like a volcano, gushing out densely. Most of them had no time to edit the actual content, and only garbled symbols and the howling of wolves and ghosts remained.