Song Xinran walked out of the live broadcast room, still feeling like she was dreaming.
Just a few minutes ago, he completed his first live broadcast in the game alone. He didn't have too much fear, nor did he think about the consequences of messing up the live broadcast. He broadcast it completely and smoothly.
The audience in the live broadcast room was very friendly. They didn't dislike his simple dishes, nor did they always call him a noob like when he live broadcast other holographic games. Instead, they watched the whole thing and gave him many gifts. Even his rich fans gave him several times more Buddha Jumps Over the Wall this time than before.
—Every once in a while he had to thank them for their gifts.
This is an unparalleled live broadcast experience.
Song Xinran sat on a wooden chair with a backrest, unloaded all the strength in her body, unconsciously took half a cucumber from the table, and ate it silently for a long time. The refreshing cucumber juice flowed into her mouth, and her pounding heart finally calmed down.
After eating half a cucumber, Song Xinran finally remembered that he should check the income of this live broadcast, so he skillfully found the income background and clicked in. The amount column showed a long string of numbers, ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands, and it all started with 8.
Song Xinran's eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief. He made so much money in just over an hour of live streaming? ? After deducting the share given to the live streaming company and the 5% game royalties given to his master, he still got a lot, much more than he had made in a month of live streaming before!
Feeling suffocated, Song Xinran began to pinch his philtrum fiercely...
No, he had to find someone to share this exciting news with! Oh, and he had to pay back the gift money from his master. He had seen how his master was reluctant to buy anything in the previous month. He must have bought so many Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in his live broadcast room to show off his strength!
Song Xinran felt that his master was so kind to him. He gave him so much money even though he didn't have much money...
He threw down the cucumber butt, walked out the door without looking back and ran towards the house in front.
Bai Li happened to be at home, and Song Xinran quickly shared the good news with Bai Li and successfully received encouragement from his master. It was not until he walked out of Bai Li's house in a daze that he vaguely felt something strange. Why did his master's expression look strange just now, as if he was forcing himself to hold back a smile?
Moreover, even when he asked to return the money for the gift, he refused, saying that it was a gift to celebrate his first live broadcast in the game.
Also, why did the master ask him if he had four brothers and sisters in his family, and why did his smile become even more mysterious when he heard his affirmative answer?
It’s a pity that the master has already gone offline, and he can’t go back to confirm it again.
The joy was only half shared, and Song Xinran was still excited, so he simply logged off and sent a video message to his family.
"Dad! Mom! And my brothers and sisters, my live broadcast is over. Did you guys go to watch it? Let me tell you, this live broadcast was a real success!" As soon as the video was connected, Song Xinran announced his achievements in a very loud voice, as if asking for praise.
The six members of the Song family had just come out of their respective rooms, and were discussing with regret that they had missed out on eating raw corn kernels, when they received a video call from their son/brother. At this time, they leaned their heads together, watching the pink-faced child on the other side of the screen happily sharing the joy of the harvest with them, and they all smiled, encouraged each other, and hinted in their words whether Song Xinran could tell them in advance what content he was going to broadcast live tomorrow.
Unfortunately, the kid who always spoke his mind in front of his family also learned to keep it secret this time. No matter how many people asked, he always gave the same answer, "You will know tomorrow." Helplessly, the six members of the Song family had to give up.
"By the way, Mom and Dad, what are your usernames in the live broadcast room? Tell me so I can recognize you when the time comes!"
Now, all six members of the Song family fell silent, and exchanged glances quickly while Song Xinran was not paying attention.
-What should I do? Should I tell my brother about the vest?
-Why don't we just not tell him? We don't know how long we've been hiding in his live studio. If he knew, he'd probably be mad at us for keeping it a secret from him, right?
-But since our son has come to ask us, it would be bad if we don’t tell him…
-Well... let's not talk about it today. Let's tell him face to face when we meet the day after tomorrow. This way it will be easier for us to calm the little guy down.
So, as the spokesperson for the whole family, Song's father rejected Song Xinran's request on behalf of everyone: "Well, baby, we just want to support you silently in the live broadcast room. You don't have to pay special attention to whether we are there. Our user names are all randomly chosen. I can't even remember them myself. So I won't tell you for now, okay?"
Song Xinran never thought that his beloved family would actually hide such a small matter from him. After hearing what Song's father said, he really thought that they all forgot their user names. He puffed his cheeks, said "Okay" and skipped the topic.
Afterwards, the family chatted about random things, agreed on a more specific meeting time the day after tomorrow, and then ended the video call.
After the end, the Song family members unanimously created a live broadcast room with a small account. Well, the big account was used for encouragement, and the small account was responsible for blowing rainbow farts for their children!
Not long after Song Xinran finished her live broadcast, Mo Song's second live broadcast began. This time the live broadcast was not long. He went straight to the forest after leaving the room. He first collected seeds for more than half an hour outside the forest. After successfully finding five flower seeds, he walked deeper into the mine.
He had originally thought of taking the opportunity to collect some more materials such as ores, but it was dark inside the mine and he couldn't see his hand in front of him. He had no lighting tools, so he could only regretfully lead the audience in the live broadcast room to find a way and then walk back.
The sky in the game does not become pitch black at night like in reality, but maintains the dim feeling of the evening. Although it does not affect the players' actions, everyone is used to not going out after it gets dark.
When passing by the river, Mo Song glanced at the nearby fishing spot from a distance. After seeing a familiar figure, he smiled and flashed past the fishing spot with the camera.
"Haha, did you see the players fishing over there? I found the boss Yaoxing among them. Yes, you are right, he is the most famous Star Warrior in the forum... I won't go and talk to him for now. I will go and ask him if I can be interviewed someday!" Mo Song answered the audience's questions while walking towards the village entrance.
Time passed quickly while they were chatting and laughing, and soon, he arrived in front of the village chief. After handing over the six flower seeds he had finally obtained to the village chief, Mo Song couldn't help but reveal a vicissitudes of life smile of the working people: "Well, I have also contributed my own strength to the village chief's house. With so many materials, I don't know if it will take until next month to finish the house. If there are still quotas for the game next month, everyone must work harder, and if you are lucky, you can see the completion of the house..."
Before he could finish his words, the angry and short-handed audience threw out a large pile of the cheapest stinky tofu gifts.
"I know, I know. Is this the end? Is it because I don't want to get a spot in the game? It's impossible to get one!"
"I get angry when I talk about this. I suspect someone cheated on the day of the registration, but unfortunately I have no evidence QAQ!"
"Aba, Aba, I also want to farm, I also want to collect, I also want to mine, and more importantly, I want to eat delicious food! Ball Maker, please upgrade the Builder quickly!"
Mo Song couldn't help but worry about Bai Li. The holographic game builder had only been upgraded for a few days. Why was it rushed so quickly? The money from the creator probably hadn't arrived yet...
After thinking for a while, he quickly changed the subject: "Ah, I remember that after the game was updated, there was a new 'breeding' mode. I haven't played it yet. Let me ask the village chief for advice first!"
After a conversation, the village chief gave three options as usual. Before Mo Song could figure it out, the audience started arguing in the comments.
"Oh my god, my decision-making difficulty is starting to hurt again. How about you just pick one at random?"
"How can we just pick randomly? The host should ask the village chief which material is the most difficult to build a chicken coop with, and then we should pick that one!"
"Haha, I think straw would be fine. I can't imagine what a chicken coop made of bricks and planks would look like."
"No, I have to choose the most difficult one!"
In the end, Mo Song listened to the advice of most of the audience and chose the wooden board material which was the most difficult to build.
When he returned home with the materials and placed them in the corner of the yard, Mo Song suddenly woke up as if from a dream. A wave of regret came over him, and he even forgot that he was still doing a live broadcast. Suddenly, he slapped his hand hard.
I asked you to go get the materials! Now, how do you make a wooden chicken coop? Can you just nail them together?
Mo Song spent most of the day holding the wooden planks and still couldn't come up with a solution, so he told the audience in the live broadcast room that he would talk about the chicken coop tomorrow. He would go find other players to learn from their experience the next morning.
"I have already foreseen the various weird chicken coop shapes that other players will create. This is such an interesting thing, host, please don't leave us behind, let's go and watch it together!"
“Hahaha, I hope someone can make a normal chicken coop, instead of being as stupid as the anchor, who after all the hard work still ended up with a pile of wooden boards.”
"What's wrong with you? You don't think our anchor is good? Anchor, let me tell you, after you go off the air, go to the Star Internet and look for pictures of chicken coops. Maybe there are still pictures from the ancient Blue Star period. When the time comes, you can build it according to those. This way, people won't call you stupid, little fool."
Mo Song:…………? ? ?
You are both stupid and foolish, you might be real anti-fans!
The time for watching the live broadcast was almost up, and after hastily agreeing with the audience to find someone to learn how to build a chicken coop the next day, Mo Song quickly ended the broadcast. He was afraid that if he didn't end the broadcast, the good temper he had cultivated over the years would be ruined.
After the broadcast, Mo Song left the annoying pile of wooden boards behind him, walked out of the yard, and ran towards Bai Li's house. He hadn't had time to thank Bai Li in person yet!
However, this time, he was destined to be disappointed. Bai Li was not at home, or rather, he was not online. Mo Song hung his head in frustration and was about to go home to harvest the ripe crops when he saw his brother and his two friends coming towards him.
"Hey, brother, why are you running to Li Bai's door instead of going to the live broadcast?" Mo Zhu came up and put his arm around his brother's shoulders, asking curiously.
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