54 Chapter 54
◎Fake Eastern witchcraft?◎
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room reached 300 in the blink of an eye.
However, the screen was calm and nothing happened.
On the other hand, the comments on Qingning Live were rapidly increasing.
【The family has begun! 】
[So nervous.]
[Can I actually see the number of viewers on the live broadcast alliance? 】
[It seems like the screen has been cut directly.]
【Come on, anchor! 】
【Keep a normal mind! 】
[The other anchors were so nervous that they couldn't speak clearly.]
"Hello everyone, I'm Qianyang." Qianyang greeted the audience in the live broadcast alliance, but still no one responded to the barrage.
"Let's start later. Let me take a look at the situation first." Qianyang said to the audience of Qingning Live.
Qianyang shrunk the live broadcast camera into a square, floating it in the upper left corner of the screen, and then checked the situation on the Live Broadcast Alliance homepage.
The entire interface is densely packed with live broadcast frames. There is a head icon in the lower right corner, representing the current number of viewers in the live broadcast room.
There are six live broadcast rooms in the top row of the page. All of their IDs are foreign names. The number of viewers is basically over 50,000 and is still rising. Compared with Qianyang's pitiful 300 viewers, it is simply insignificant.
Logically speaking, with one million viewers in each participating country and ten participating anchors, there should be tens of thousands of people in each live broadcast room. However, the audience of Qianyang's live broadcast room is pitifully small, which means that not all of these viewers will log in, and there will be no favoritism just because of the same nationality.
It seems that the Live Broadcast Alliance officials have made great preparations in selecting the audience.
The ranking in the upper right corner of the homepage has not been updated. It will probably be updated tomorrow.
Qianyang took a quick look. The homepage had over 300 live broadcast rooms, all arranged by the number of viewers. Scrolling to the bottom, Qianyang saw herself in the last few rows. The other people in the group were basically above, below, and around her. No one had more than 2,000 viewers.
【What are you doing? 】
【Why don’t you speak?】
At this moment, two isolated comments flashed across the screen.
Qianyang switched back to the live broadcast room, and the number of viewers had reached 1,000.
"I'm watching other anchors." Qianyang replied.
I can’t understand…
[Is this the only vulgar anchor in China? ]
[Dressed like a wizard? What are you planning to do?]
【Aren't you afraid of being cursed? 】
【Don’t be like this, at least I like it. 】
[I like her too. She is very beautiful.]
The barrage of comments gradually became active, and the title of Qianyang's live broadcast room was still the one about entering the Qingning platform.
The tone of the comments did not sound like Chinese, so the translation system converted their words directly into Chinese.
Until now, Qianyang doesn’t think there is anything vulgar about his title.
She is a young and beautiful female Taoist priest.
"Please don't get me wrong, I'm a legitimate Taoist priest. I'm proficient in fortune-telling, divination, and answering questions. I'm currently running a fan benefit event. Participate in the lucky draw and you'll have a chance to connect."
Fortune telling?
Is this true or false?
【impossible. 】
[Wake up, Muggles! Hogwarts doesn't exist.]
We are not ridiculous Chinese people. We respect science.
Stop trying to deceive us.
Qianyang asked in confusion, "What do you mean by Muggle? And what is Hogwarts?"
【？ 】
You better not be kidding.
【You don’t even know such a great work? 】
How ignorant!
"Is it strange that I don't know? Do you know me?"
"You don't know me either, is that because you are ignorant?"
The audience in Qingning’s live broadcast room could see the comments on the alliance platform and started leaving messages.
[Ahhh, what's wrong with Hogwarts? ]
[Not everyone wants to go to Hogwarts. We in China have our own magic school!]
[(Smiles) These foreigners' faces make me feel uncomfortable.]
[No, have you really forgotten the first time you entered Qianyang's live studio? You're almost there now.]
[Thank you for your reminder. I look forward to seeing them get slapped in the face.]
[Foreign friends, believe me, no one can disobey Qianyang! ]
Qian Yang said a few words, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room dropped by dozens.
After reading the popular science explanation by the Green Lemon audience, Qianyang barely understood what Hogwarts was.
"A magic school? It sounds interesting, similar to the Chinese Xuanmen. However, I'm not what you call a Muggle. In your terms, I'm a Chinese magician, called a Xuanshi."
Qianyang said sincerely, "Do you have a magician participating in the competition? I hope to communicate with him."
Not sure what the difference is between the two.
【……】
Do you believe in Hogwarts?
[Oh my god! I misunderstood you! You are a kind girl. I hope you can forgive my rudeness. Hogwarts will live forever!]
So you got a letter from Hogwarts?
After Qianyang finished speaking, the comments suddenly became friendly.
It seems that Hogwarts is very important to them.
Qianyang couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect you guys to pay so much attention to magic."
At the same time, the audience in Qingning’s live broadcast room were laughing like crazy.
【Hahahaha help! 】
【Why is this picture so funny? 】
My baby really believed in Hogwarts.
【Foreign friends are so funny.】
[Family, who hasn't waited by the window for the Hogwarts owl to deliver the mail?]
[By the way, if Chinese cryptic arts are real, then maybe Western magic academies are real too!]
People came in and out of the live broadcast room, and in the end, less than a thousand people watched the entire live broadcast.
Because they were curious about Chinese mystical arts, Qian Yang spent four hours explaining the origin of mystical arts, but it didn't seem very attractive. Occasionally only two or three people responded to him, and most of the time it was very quiet.
In the end, at the end of the first day of live broadcast, there were only 800 people left in Qianyang’s live broadcast room.
After the end, Qianyang exited the alliance and Qingning backstage, and clicked into the small group of participants.
“So suffocating…”
"The difference in views is so huge, I don't even dare to check Weibo, because I'm sure I'll get scolded."
"How could this happen? I thought there would be at least 10,000 people."
"Don't even mention it. Most of the traffic goes to those few streamers in Europe and America, but two of them actually exceeded five million viewers on the first day."
"Captain, wow, wow, what should I do? This is so embarrassing."
"We must be being mocked on Weibo. It's so tragic."
"Don't worry too much about it. Our international audience is not that large anyway."
Qian Yang said: "Is it embarrassing? Just treat it as cultural export."
“It’s mainly because it’s so tragic!”
"Only Ye Zi's livestream room is a bit better looking. The game he's broadcasting is very popular internationally, and his skills are relatively good, so he squeezed into the middle row."
Among the ten anchors, only Ye Zi's live broadcast room had more than 500,000 viewers, barely making it to the middle tier.
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the Live Broadcast Alliance updated the rankings of yesterday's live broadcast.
The top ten anchors in the individual competition are from several European and American countries, and the top-ranked anchor has an hourly increase of 1.2 million viewers.
The team ranks first in the United States, with an average hourly growth of 700,000.
No matter which ranking, Qian Yang and his team were left far behind. Even with Ye Zi's 500,000 viewers, their team's average hourly growth value was less than 3,000 people.
The team members' concerns were not unfounded. After the results came out, they were immediately posted on social platforms.
Some netizens reacted strongly, accusing them of being useless and bringing shame to China, and all kinds of sarcastic and derogatory remarks emerged one after another.
There were some people who took advantage of the situation to hold Yu Qianyang accountable. After all, as the captain of the participating team, her performance on the first day was almost at the bottom of the list.
"Master, please don't go online these two days." Yang Mao raised his head from his phone and frowned. "Some people are deliberately trying to stir up trouble."
Qianyang curled up on the sofa and checked some live clips recorded by the audience. It was really the first place winner of the first competition, Cecil.
She used to be an ocean rescuer. Perhaps because she has the breath of the ocean, marine creatures are very close to her. The four-hour live broadcast content is her playing with the fish in the sea.
The live broadcast process is warm and healing, full of the peaceful times, making people marvel at how humans and marine life can get along so harmoniously.
Even Qianyang was watching with great interest.
"It's no problem." Qian Yang said nonchalantly.
She herself didn't really care about these things.
She was more concerned about whether she could communicate with foreign magicians to see the differences between the magic and spells on both sides.
Qianyang studied several of the top-ranked anchors. Unlike what was discussed in the team group, they did not use novelty to attract viewers. On the contrary, their live broadcast content was very in-depth.
In addition to interacting with marine animals, the film also features ordinary people who explore wealthy areas looking for recyclable materials, lawyers who study criminal law, experts who analyze the world situation, and unbiased travel bloggers.
It can be said that they deserve such a high number of views.
Audiences love them, and for good reason.
Qianyang shared his ideas with his team members. Instead of racking his brains to grab the audience's attention, it would be better to maintain his own live broadcast style.
The outcome is not very important.
At six o'clock in the evening of the next day, Qianyang logged into the live broadcast alliance platform on time.
There were still only a few hundred viewers in the live broadcast room, but Qianyang didn't take it seriously. After saying hello, he started today's live broadcast.
"My second apprentice has made great progress in his studies recently. Let me show you."
Qin Shuyi has been practicing these days and has achieved considerable results.
Green Lemon Live Room:
【Wow! 】
[Is the ghost sister going to be cultivated? 】
[Hehehe, I wonder when the ghost sister will show up. ]
[Don't tell me, I'm still a little bit looking forward to it. ]
Alliance Live Room:
[Look who I found! Master Qianyang!]
[Mom, I was so busy watching Cecil's live broadcast that I just realized this is the live broadcast room of Ghost Sister!]
【Who is the ghost sister? 】
[A ghost?]
What should the anchor do?
Qianyang sat at the coffee table with a kettle and a glass in front of him.
"Pour some water." Qianyang said.
The vessel filled with half a pot of water suddenly shook on the coffee table. Then, it seemed to be lifted into the air by a hand and slowly tilted downward. The steaming liquid poured down the spout and "gurgled" into the glass.
Qianyang smiled, raised his right hand, stretched it into the air and touched it twice, "Great."
Green Lemon Live Room:
[What the hell? ? ]
[Can she touch things now?]
[Oh my god, what’s the difference between this and wearing an invisibility cloak?]
[I have a bold idea... What if I could have the ghost sister kill all the drug dealers in the world without anyone noticing...]
[Damn, I got goosebumps.]
Alliance Live Room:
【???】
What did I see?
[What's going on? Why is the kettle moving on its own?]
【Aren’t you using PS? 】
【Chinese witchcraft?!】
[Is my sister's ghost doing this? ]
[Are there any kind-hearted Chinese viewers who can tell us what is going on? ]
I strongly recommend that foreign friends learn about the story of the ghost girl!
[Someone has posted the clip on social media, you can check it out.]
During the league’s live broadcast, some domestic viewers have already recommended it.
Qianyang didn't pay much attention to it and continued to show her practice results to the audience who knew Qin Shuyi.
Including but not limited to pouring water, mopping the floor, turning on the TV, hanging clothes... She can do most of the things that ordinary children can do.
After showing off her training results, Qian Yang explained, "She can only do some simple things now. More complex things will require some time to practice."
[Cang Cang gave anchor Qian Yang 50 durians]
Cang Cang: [Come on!!!]
【Wow! Cang Cang is back! 】
【Is it limited to factory returns? 】
Qian Yang saw a familiar ID appear in the live broadcast room and couldn't help but smile, "Cang Cang, long time no see."
Cang Cang: [Master, Yueyue, long time no see! ]
At this moment, Qian Yang seemed to hear something, looked back at the screen, and asked, "Cang Cang, can we connect? She has something to show you."
Cang Cang: [Okay!]
Qianyang asked Sang Chen to prepare some paper and pen, and then invited Cangcang to join the connection.
"Master!" Cang Cang was sitting in a bedroom, wearing white lace pajamas, and greeted them with a smile.
Compared with last year, she has gained some weight and her skin looks brighter.
Qianyang nodded, and turned around to find that the pen on the paper had started moving on its own.
In fact, Qin Shuyi is not proficient in such a complicated action as writing.
She seemed to have used a lot of strength, and the tip of the pen was still shaking violently when it touched the paper. The characters were like tiny caterpillars, gradually forming into a word.
--elder sister.
——How are you guys doing?
It took Qin Shuyi nearly ten minutes to write these words.
Cang Cang's eyes were red as he nodded and said, "We are living very well."
"The flower shop run by my mother is doing very well. Many customers come to buy your favorite sunflowers every day. My mother was sick a few days ago. Don't worry, it's just a cold. She said she had a dream about you. When she has nothing to do, she likes to watch Master Qianyang's live broadcast. Occasionally, when she hears people mention you, she will be very, very happy." Cang Cang talked incessantly, wishing to tell her everything that had happened in the past few days.
"We, we all miss you very much." Cang Cang said.
The pen began to move across the paper again.
--Me too.
Green Lemon Live Room:
[Wow, wow, wow, no matter what, seeing these two little bitter melons makes me want to cry.]
【Fortunately, you are all getting better and better, and mom will get better and better too. 】
[I hope that the ghost sister can truly hug her mother and sister one day. ]
[It turns out that so much time has passed. I feel so emotional.]
Alliance Live Room:
Oh my god…
【I saw the story of two sisters.】
【The tears flowed down on their own.】
[Did this really happen or is it a story? These two poor little girls are amazing.]
Can ghosts really do that?
【Is there anyone who can tell me what she wrote on the paper? 】
The translation system of the League Live broadcast can only translate sounds and text entered into the dialog box. They cannot understand what Qin Shuyi wrote on the paper.
After some netizens helped translate, the barrage reaction became even more intense.
I swear, this is the most touching story I have ever read.
[Is there anyone who can make a movie about them? I really need it.]
[I was so moved! Even if it was just a story, I loved it.]
Is this true?
The comments in the live broadcast room gradually became lively, and the number of viewers was growing at a visible rate.
[Hahaha, I just like their naive look.]
[I checked the internet and saw that a few people had made translation videos, and the number of views was increasing rapidly.]
[I saw it too! Everyone in the comments section is wailing.]
[Sure enough, human emotions are all connected.]
Qianyang glanced at the number of viewers and found that it was indeed climbing very fast, already exceeding ten thousand.
The more viewers flock to the live broadcast room, the more different voices there are.
Qianyang didn't care much about it. It was just a few words going back and forth, and the meaning was basically the same.
"Master? Where's the live broadcast?"
Yang Mao, who had just returned home from get off work, pushed the door open and walked in.
"What's wrong?" Qianyang looked up at him.
Yang Mao said casually: "It's okay."
"I met a ghost on the way home. It seemed like it died suddenly from overwork and had been wandering around on its way to and from get off work. I came back with my stuff and sent it home to see his wife and children for the last time."
Qian Yang nodded and said, "Well, go with your junior brother."
"It's okay, I can go by myself."
Although Yang Mao devoted most of his time to work, he did not neglect the practice of Xuanshu and had become a capable Xuanmen disciple.
[Big Brother is becoming more and more like that.]
[Even though I was a coward at the beginning. 】
The audience of the live broadcast alliance also started discussing this.
Is this true or false?
【I don’t believe it, they are all actors. 】
[So boring, I want to go see Cecil and the cute dolphins.]
[No, Cecil is playing with sharks today.]
I watched all the anchors at the University of Tokyo. It's unbelievable. What a boring bunch of people.
[Yes! The Todai team will definitely be at the bottom!]
I admit that the story of the ghost sister is very touching, but it is just a story, just like our beloved Hogwarts.
"At least magic exists." Qianyang said.
I hate people who live in fantasy.
[No! I believe in magic, but the world is full of Muggles.]
[Madam, although your video has no traces of photoshop, we all know it is fake. Thank you for making us happy, but I need to remind you that Eastern witchcraft has long been exposed by us.]
[Perhaps no one has reminded you before that you are the only wizard among all the participating anchors, which means you will not be recognized by anyone.]
"I don't understand why the people from Tokyo University chose you. It seems extremely stupid to me."
They firmly believe that everything in Qianyang Live Room is fake.
Although he wasn't cursing, it sounded very uncomfortable.
Qianyang pursed his lips. It must be because Xuanmen was too decadent and had long disappeared from the public's sight, which was why it was so unbelievable.
Qianyang did not forget the purpose of her going down the mountain. She wanted to rebuild her ancestral home and carry forward her family business. Putting aside other factors, the live broadcast alliance platform is indeed a very good opportunity. Audiences at home and abroad are paying attention to them. Why doesn't she work hard and take this opportunity to promote a mysterious sect?
"Fortune telling?"
Qianyang looked at the camera and planned to resume the business he had started when he came down the mountain.
"Twenty-five yuan for a divination, you're not allowed to ask for it."
"If it's accurate..." Qian Yang paused. The Live Streaming Alliance doesn't have a reward channel. "You don't need to give me the money. Just donate it to any charity in China."
【What? 】
【Fortune telling? It's a scam!】
Twenty-five US dollars?
【Why is it twenty-five yuan? 】
Qian Yang said, "Because my favorite pancakes are only 25 yuan each."
Qianyang searched the Live Broadcast Alliance interface and found that there was indeed a connection function.
"Don't you believe it? Why don't you expose me?"
“Pick and pay later.”
【Maybe you hired the right actors and we won’t be fooled. 】
The next moment, Qianyang clicked on the spokesperson's ID and sent him a connection invitation.
【Hahahaha! 】
[Qianyang is really awesome. The other party is probably stunned.]
After the invitation was sent, the other party did not respond for a long time. Qian Yang raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Don't you dare?"
【accept! 】
【Expose her! 】
【We are not naive Todai people! 】
Under the urging of the barrage, the audience with the ID Carter accepted the invitation to connect.
The live broadcast alliance's system had already obtained the audience's camera permissions. After waiting for a few seconds, a face with completely Western features appeared in the camera.
"Hello." Qianyang greeted politely.
"Hello ma'am, I'm Carter."
The man chattered something in English, and the translation appeared on the screen almost simultaneously.
The man had a full beard, deep eye sockets, green pupils, and a rather plump figure. Behind him was a dimly lit bedroom. He shrugged and said, "I didn't expect you to choose me. At least I can prove that I'm not an actor you hired."
"To be honest, I'm also looking forward to what you will do."
Qian Yang said, "You don't seem to be doing well."
Carter said: "Of course, you should be able to see that I live in a crowded and damp room."
"No, I mean your physical problems."
Carter was visibly stunned for a moment, "What?"
Qian Yang said, "You must have some minor health problems. Have you had any surgeries in the past six months?"
Carter looked at her in surprise, "How did you know?"
Qian Yang said, "Your energy is weak. Besides living at home all the time, you must be missing an internal organ... Have you had a transplant?"
Carter was even more dumbfounded. "No... I don't know you, how do you know?"
**No way? 】
What?
What is she talking about?
【Oh my god, that shouldn’t be the case, right? 】
Qian Yang said, "Your energy is pure. You must have done something good, and you will be rewarded in the future."
Carter's eyes widened, he stood up from the chair, lifted up his loose clothes, revealing a healed scar on his abdomen, "Ma'am, look here!"
"This is the scar I got from a kidney transplant ninety-four days ago!"
He danced with joy like a child, "I don't have anyone to share this with!"
Oh my god…
The scars are real!
【Eastern witchcraft?】
She didn't do anything at all?
This is impossible!
"Ma'am, will I be lucky?" Carter looked at her happily, his eyes clear. "I am very glad that I successfully saved a little girl with uremia."
Carter turned around, opened the wardrobe and took out a doll in a transparent box, "This is a gift she gave me!"
"You know what? This is the first time I've received such a beautiful gift. She's like an angel."
"Ma'am, you're amazing!"
Green Lemon Live Room:
【What a cute Chubby. 】
[Wow! He really is happy to help others!]
[You are also an angel, a fat angel.]
[I'm sorry, I judged him by his appearance. I thought he was a criminal.]
Alliance Live Room:
【Brother, you are cool.】
I admire you!
【Thank you for saving a little girl! 】
【Maybe you should share it with everyone, we will thank you on behalf of the little girl. 】
[This lady is also very cool! Whether she knows witchcraft or not, she helped us discover something beautiful.]
Qian Yang smiled and said, "However, I have to remind you that there are indeed some problems with your body. You can't stay in your room too often, and you can't eat junk food too often. Some ghosts may take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in."
"Do you have a private account? I'll have my apprentice send you some audios so you can listen to them every day when you go out in the sun."
"Thank you, ma'am. You're amazing. I've been feeling a little under the weather lately. I'll also send you my private account information."
Carter held the doll in the box in his arms, picked up the phone next to him, and said, "Excuse me, ma'am, you're right, but I don't have twenty-five dollars. I'm willing to donate all the money I have to the charity of the University of the East. I hope you can forgive me."
I'm willing to pay for him!
I do, too.
Qianyang shook his head, "You don't have to pay anything."
He has done very good things.
"Really? Thank you ma'am, I really need the money for my living."
"You're welcome."
[How magical.]
【I want to try it too.】
[Madam, if you are truly that capable, I would like to ask you for a favor.]
Qianyang struck while the iron was hot and sent a connection invitation to the other party.
【Author’s words】
Thanks for your support, mua [laughing]
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