Chapter 75: Redeem fans? You are increasing your performance!
On the other side, at the funeral home.
Su Wei carried the tools that Li Tiantian needed for repair.
At this time they came to the special morgue.
The police have conducted an appraisal and determined that this was an accidental death. A related press conference is said to be held in the afternoon.
"this……"
After lifting the white cloth covering the body, Li Tiantian and Su Wei looked at each other.
His face was full of surprise.
You can even smell the burnt meat.
"Why is he so dark? Is this really the cool guy Chunjiang?"
Su Wei scratched his hair while inhaling the smell of barbecue. Judging from the appearance of the corpse, even his biological mother would need a long time to recover.
No wonder the other party’s parents specifically requested today that the body must be restored.
If this thing is not repaired, I guess even our ancestors in the underground won’t recognize it.
I guess he will ask when I enter the house.
Who are you? You must have taken the wrong path!
"Comparing it to the photos, there are still some features, but it will take a long time to repair it..."
Although Li Tiantian had prepared herself mentally before coming.
But when she saw the body, she didn't know how to describe it.
Maybe it was a barbecue that was black on the outside and red on the inside? Fortunately, she printed out the photos in advance.
Some features were found.
Finally, it was confirmed that the person was not wrong.
"Tiantian, can it still be repaired after it has become like this?"
Su Wei is not a professional and really doesn't understand. Besides, he has been in the funeral home for a relatively short time. To be honest, it is the first time he has seen a body cremated like this.
"The best undertakers in the country can quickly restore the appearance of a burnt corpse, a headless corpse, or a shattered corpse with just a photo. I once saw a teacher restore four corpses whose heads were burnt to the point of only bones to the same appearance as photos overnight. Of course, I can't reach that level, but he still has some flesh on his body."
Li Tiantian spread her hands.
At least it's not hell level difficulty.
You can basically repair and reshape the body by using materials such as plasticine, plaster, and oil clay to sew, fill, and fix.
After all, she graduated from a professional art college.
Of course, not a sculpture major.
That major is the real body shaping master.
"Skulls? Repair four in one night? How long does it take you to repair them?"
Su Wei was so surprised when he heard this that he couldn't speak.
As a funeral director, he certainly knew someone who could restore the skull to its original appearance.
But repairing four in one night is really amazing.
"Two days at the earliest. It will take at least 24 working hours."
Li Tiantian was thinking.
After all, the burn was too severe.
After the shaping is completed, you still have to put makeup on the other person.
It's roughly the same as the original skin.
Two days is already the fastest speed.
She had to work this way twelve hours a day, and it was almost like she was going to die.
However, the commission is still very high.
Generally speaking, there are different levels of cosmetic restoration of corpses.
Level 1: Minor repair and plastic surgery of the lower limb area. Simply put, it is for minor injuries caused by bumps on the lower limbs. The fee is 500 yuan per body.
Level 2: Minor repair and plastic surgery of the upper limb area, 800 yuan per body.
Level 3: Minor repair and plastic surgery of the head area, 1,000 yuan per body.
Level 4, special body restoration, negotiable upon request.
The minimum cost for restoring a body like this is around 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. If you want to restore it to more than 95% of its original state, the price can be as high as 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.
The more you pursue the resemblance to the deceased, the higher the price.
But time is urgent.
She only offered a price of 20,000 yuan.
She can get a 25% commission for body restoration.
In other words, 5,000 yuan out of the 20,000 yuan will eventually go into her hands.
Don't think it's too little.
The commission given by the boss is already a lot.
Normally other funeral homes only give about 10%-20%. The official ones are the worst. The official funeral home body restorers can get a commission of 5%-15% for restoring a body.
Those who are familiar with social routines know that if a recruitment information states that the monthly salary is 2500-10000, then it is generally 2500.
The same thing happens at a funeral home.
Generally speaking, 10%-20% is given, but most people can only get 10%.
Of those given 5%-15%, most can only get 5%.
When she first started working there, she was puzzled. How could the boss not exploit her? Normally, other shop owners would like to charge more.
Now she finally understood that the boss was the boss of the underworld and had no interest in worldly money.
"Then let's get started."
Su Wei opened the box that Li Tiantian needed.
The first step is to get rid of the black residue and the scraps of clothing that have been fused with the charred flesh.
Just like that, two people in the funeral home's specialized restoration studio were handling the body.
The other side.
The live broadcast continues.
"Brother, I'm afraid you will be noticed by the King of Hell. What is fortune-telling? The King of Hell clearly calls it a judgment."
"Didn't you see the trending searches? The witch was completely defeated in the battle. The hospital was only a few hundred meters away and the man couldn't be saved!"
"Yes, yes, yes, this King of Hell and the witch are totally on a different level!"
Others say that this living devil has added a new business of fortune-telling.
Many people hurried to correct it.
Besides, this is not fortune-telling, it is clearly a judgment.
If you don’t obey, you will be gone, just like those people who followed you before.
"I am like the wind: Uh..., Lord Yama, you are too petty. Isn't the subtext of what you said offending me and you better be careful on the road, otherwise you will be hit by a car?"
After hearing this, I, Ru Jifeng, asked back with an even more sarcastic look.
"Living King of Hell: You have understood the truth. Yes, I am so petty!"
"You can't insult the King of Hell, you know that?"
"The last person who caused trouble for me has already gone down, and you still dare to say that I am here to deceive people, then you should go down with me."
After the voice of "I am as fast as the wind" fell, many netizens who were just watching the fun started to post comments crazily, looking like they were just looking for trouble.
"You and I have no grudges against each other. If you think my reminder is like this, then I have nothing to say. I suggest you buy yourself a life insurance policy. If something happens, your family will have some protection."
I was reminding the other person sincerely, but he actually thought I was deliberately looking for trouble.
It's up to you then.
With such a high probability of danger, my final advice would be to ask the other party to buy me a personal accident insurance policy.
Of course it’s up to the other person whether to listen or not.
I believe that anyone with a brain will listen to this, after all, there have been so many precedents.
"I am like the wind: What? Lord Yama is at his wit's end and is threatening me in the live broadcast room? He even asked me to buy personal accident insurance. Since when did funeral shops cooperate with insurance companies?"
When I heard this, I immediately took advantage of the situation and pursued the victory.
What a bullshit King of Hell.
If you can't win the argument, you will retreat.
"Today's live broadcast is mainly to introduce some of the products that our store has recently selected, such as funeral clothes and burial supplies from Jixiang Funeral Products Co., Ltd."
Zhang Lingtian had already warned him, and there were so many precedents, but the other party still didn't believe him. What could he do? He couldn't kneel down and beg this brother to listen to him and not go out, right?
So he didn't plan to remind her again.
And I have something else to do.
"Familiar recipe, familiar taste, the King of Hell is bringing funeral goods again!!"
"When will you post the link? Shoot it! I'll shoot it! We have to pay tribute to the King of Hell!"
"Brother, don't argue with the King of Hell. He has already told you that we have no grudges against each other and it is already very good that he reminded you. In the end, you still take his kindness for granted. So just take care of yourself."
"But, this King of Hell has started to harm his fans now, randomly picking one every day to increase sales!"
While everyone was sighing that the King of Hell was doing his old job again, some were advising the delivery guy.
"I am like the wind: Yes, yes, yes, I will stay at home for three days and buy myself a life insurance policy. Then I will starve to death at home during these three days."
In the live broadcast room, I answered immediately like a gust of wind.
"Bah! I deliver food to this street every day, how could I not know who he is?"
In reality.
I looked at the sign of Ping An Funeral Shop as fast as a gust of wind and spat on the ground.
This was a small store before.
Isn't it just relying on hyping up these weird things on the Internet to increase fame and make money? Now it's actually happening to him.
What? Will it really be like what they said, that after harming the host, they will harm the fans, such as picking a random fan every day to perform funeral activities?
What can you do if he refuses to cooperate with you?
If you have the guts, find someone to assassinate him! If you dare, he will expose the other party.
Anyway, I am delivering food in Chunjiang City, I have nothing to worry about and I don't need to worry about you! At this moment, another group chat.
"Brother Yang, have you been named by the King of Hell? @我如疾风"
"I suggest you stay home for three days and stop delivering food. The last person who didn't listen to me went fishing that night and ended up getting electrocuted. His death was horrible!!"
"No need, it's just hype! He might be short of staff because he's in charge of the funeral."
"Indeed, if there is a King of Hell in this world, then are there also gods, ghosts and Buddhas? Then, will those people who go to the temple to pray every day become rich?"
"+1, according to what you said, corrupt officials don't have to worry about being investigated. Just pray every day to keep safe."
This is a group of riders, and everyone tagged me like the wind.
The other person's name is Yang Li.
However, the opinions in the group were conflicting.
Some people think that there are precedents and there is no need to challenge such things.
Of course, some people think this is all just hype.
Who knows whether those who are behind the Internet and deliberately creating public opinion to praise others are real netizens.
Maybe they are some internet trolls.
After all, this online world is full of truth and falsehood.
Anything can happen.
"I'm like the wind: Why stop at home to deliver food? Only a fool would do that! Brothers, just wait and see the show!!"
I, like the wind, ignored Zhang Lingtian in the live broadcast room and spoke directly in the group.
"?"
"What's the show?"
"Brother Yang, are you crazy?"
Whether people support or oppose the King of Hell, they were all a little confused when they heard this.
What does the other party mean by this? Five o'clock in the afternoon.
"Today's live broadcast is about to end here. If you have any questions about the products, you can ask them at any time. I have reserved ten minutes to answer your questions one by one."
At this time, Zhang Lingtian was ready to end the live broadcast.
I've left ten minutes for everyone.
Let everyone ask questions at any time.
"The Civil Affairs Bureau owes me a wife: Brother Tian, we don't have many questions about the products, but I have always had one question after watching this live broadcast."
A netizen named "The Civil Affairs Bureau owes me a wife" posted a super large subtitle.
"Confused? What's the doubt?"
Zhang Lingtian asked after hearing this.
"The Civil Affairs Bureau owes me a wife: Brother Tian, how did you know that something bad was going to happen to me, Ru Jifeng? / Doubtful"
"Haha: I want to know this question too. From what Lord Yama said, it seems like the other party is very dangerous."
"Fisherman: +1, I want to know."
“0sah: Please solve it!!”
Two hours of live broadcast.
Everyone is still concerned about the young man in the yellow robe.
"As for this issue, I can only tell you... the secret cannot be revealed."
Zhang Lingtian spoke in a different way.
"Forehead……"
"What did I think, that's it?"
"The secrets of heaven cannot be revealed, even the King of Hell is afraid of revealing the secrets of heaven."
"Don't say that, brother upstairs, your idea is really possible. After all, there is the Jade Emperor above the King of Hell!"
"That's true, but this King of Hell's surname is Zhang. Aren't he and the Jade Emperor brothers?"
Originally everyone thought that Zhang Lingtian would say something.
I didn't expect it to be such a cool sentence.
Suddenly, they all looked unhappy.
"Okay, does anyone have any questions besides this?"
Zhang Lingtian wanted to skip over this question.
After all, this data is given by the system, so it is really hard for him to explain.
"Lord Yama, will he really die?"
"Master Yan Wang, do you mean that the other party will have a car accident within three days?"
"Brother Tian, I have a humble question. Are you going to start a fight with your fans now? / Trembling"
However, everyone still asks about this question.
"Why can't I get over this issue? First of all, I don't know if he will die, but as a delivery boy, safety is the most important thing. As for the fans, everyone can see that I am not using the fans as a target. I am redeeming them."
Zhang Lingtian spread his hands, this was indeed his salvation.
"???"
“???”
"You call the daily increase in performance redemption?"
"Perhaps the King of Hell feels that the people in the world are too tired to live, so turning the living into the dead can indeed be considered salvation?"
"Oh my god, I was thinking about unfollowing you. I'm a little scared about when it will be my turn! Even though I'm tired, I still want to live! After all, I haven't even tasted the forbidden fruit!"
As soon as Zhang Lingtian said this, the screen was filled with question marks.
Some also expressed their intention to unfollow the post.
"My mother has cancer. Lord Yan, can you pick my mother next and redeem her? We will do as you say!"
"My grandma is 99 this year, and I also registered an account for her to follow you, Brother Tian! I hope you can extend her life for a few more years so that she can spend more time with us!"
"By the way, what would happen if I used the scumbag's phone number and ID number to register an account and follow Boss Zhang?"
Of course, the tone of the painting changed as soon as these words were spoken.
"First of all, I want to make it clear that I am not that amazing. Please don't deify me. Since there are no questions, I will end the broadcast now."
Zhang Lingtian is now on air.
Because it feels like if this continues, something bad is going to happen.
Although you can tell the police that you are the king of hell, they won’t believe it after all.
But he really can't admit it to netizens in person, because some people will really believe it.
Once you believe it, and then all the money that should not be spent on him is thrown away on him just to pray for the safety of your family, then this is a great sin.
It is even possible that believers will evolve by then.
Therefore, he must never say such misleading words in public, especially in front of people who are easily credulous.
"Boss, is he really going to die?"
Zhang Lingtian was broadcasting, and Jiang Xiaohan at the side asked curiously.
She was there the whole time, and could see all the comments from netizens clearly on her phone.
To be honest, she still doesn't understand why the boss would specifically name such a person.
Is it hype? But it doesn’t seem like it! “It’s more likely, unless you have a very tough life.”
Zhang Lingtian replied with a few words.
88% probability.
He didn't know if the other party could survive.
"But boss, how do you know something will happen to him?"
Jiang Xiaohan was very confused.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
Could it really be the King of Hell issuing the verdict?
Let this third watcher die?
"Don't you all call me the King of Hell? Then it makes sense that I can predict who will live or die, right?"
Zhang Lingtian spread his hands.
Don't talk nonsense in public.
But if you don’t want to explain in private, you can still talk about it casually.
"Forehead……"
Jiang Xiaohan was silent for a while.
It is very reasonable, and there is nothing to refute in this explanation.
"By the way, how is the recruitment going? And have you arranged the costumes?"
Zhang Lingtian didn't want to continue discussing this matter.
He immediately asked Jiang Xiaohan.
These 99,999 yuan are not easy to earn.
First, we have to find a hundred students who fit the image.
The wages for college students can be offered as low as possible, basically everyone is willing to come if it includes food and accommodation at 100 yuan.
If you can't find one, you have to recruit from somewhere else.
The wages are higher.
After recruiting people, you have to rent clothes.
One hundred sets.
And you need to buy a black umbrella, headphones, sunglasses and other matching items.
This is not the most troublesome thing.
The most troublesome thing is to provide training for everyone.
After all, without training, the team will be in disarray.
So, this mysterious past is actually hard-earned money.
It’s nearly 100,000 yuan. If all of them can be recruited as student workers, I estimate I can earn around 30,000 yuan.
After all, one day of training costs money! By this calculation, the wages alone cost 20,000 yuan.
If we can’t recruit student workers, we will earn less.
But the minimum profit can be close to 20,000 yuan.
"We have recruited 53 people who fit the profile. We should be able to recruit all of them by tomorrow and then start training. I have also been contacted by Four Hands Rose. They offer 50,000 yuan for a night of singing."
Jiang Xiaohan reports on work progress.
"That's good, because we are in a hurry and we can't make any mistakes."
Zhang Lingtian nodded slightly.
Every place has its own rules.
There would be a funeral performance the night before Chunjiang’s funeral.
Fifty thousand yuan for one night of singing is not a lot.
Four-handed roses are indeed popular in the industry, and the price is fair and reasonable.
The other side.
The Chunjiang Public Security Press Conference is in full swing.
The main reason is that Zhang Lingtian’s incident had such a huge impact.
They must hold a press conference to calm the current public opinion.
Ever since Chunjiang Ku Ge got into trouble, their calls have never stopped.
As soon as you hang up the phone, the next one will come in immediately.
So it should be requested by superiors.
Hold a press conference to answer reporters' questions.
"Deputy Director Qin Yan, I'm a reporter from Chunjiang Observation. There was another special case today. A Chunjiang Internet celebrity Cool Brother died while fishing in the middle of the night. Just the day before, Zhang Lingtian, who is known as the Living King of Hell, followed him and warned him not to go fishing. Now there are all kinds of comments online. Some say it was the manifestation of the Living King of Hell, while others say it was a premeditated murder. What do you think of this now, the police?"
"Yeah, you police can't think this is just another accident!!"
The reporter from Chunjiang Observation fell silent.
Other reporters immediately followed suit.
This time, Chunjiang was very sincere, as the press conference was held by the detachment leader and deputy director of the branch.
Everyone's enthusiasm is also extremely high.
"Let's ask Deputy Captain Chen Chuan to answer this question."
Qin Yan turned his gaze to Chen Chuan, after all, the other party was in charge of this case.
The reporters also turned their attention away.
"Hello everyone, I am Chen Chuan, who is in charge of this case, and I am also the deputy captain of the Chunjiang Public Security Detachment. According to our current investigation results, this is indeed one of the many accidents that happened to Mr. Zhang Lingtian. There is no such thing as the living devil appearing."
Chen Chuan answered the reporters in front of the camera frankly.
"Another accident!"
"This is really misleading!"
"Is this the attitude of your police force?!"
"So taxpayers paid so much money, and you guys just said it was an accident and it's over?"
The reporters were shocked to hear that it was another accident, and they questioned Chen Chuan directly! "Don't get excited, according to the current investigation results, it is indeed an accident. Of course, if you have any information about murder, please report it to Chunjiang Public Security Bureau. We will spare no effort to investigate! We will definitely give the public a satisfactory answer!!"
Although I had expected to be criticized, this scene was still a bit unexpected.
He could only calm everyone down first, because the current investigation showed that it was indeed an accident.
"You are the police, we are the supervisors. You asked us to find evidence for you, so what do you do?"
"Yeah, he just said it the day before yesterday and he died the next day. Who would believe you if you said it was an accident? Do you think we are children?!"
"Then you Chunjiang police, please explain to everyone that if it wasn't the spirit of the living devil, why would he tell Chunjiang Cool Brother not to go fishing because it would cause trouble?"
The reporters who held the press conference were all elite reporters from various TV stations.
Each problem is very acute.
After all, if the police can be driven to collapse by questions, it will be big news.
"How should I put it? This is like a magic trick. It looks magical to everyone, but it's actually not magical at all."
Chen Chuan had already prepared for this problem, so now he can handle it with ease.
"oh?"
"Then let's hear your explanation, Officer Chen!"
The reporters aimed their cameras one by one.
They would like to know how the police are going to answer this question this time.
"First of all, at the beginning of the live broadcast, I wonder if anyone noticed that Mr. Zhang Lingtian asked if he liked fishing? I believe there was!"
Officer Chen asked.
Everyone kept silent, because this was indeed the case.
"I guess Mr. Zhang may have studied psychology and has strong observation skills. He discovered something from the answer given by the anchor Chunjiang Kuge, so he gave advice and put himself in his shoes. We all know that many people who like fishing can't help but like to go fishing, and many even want to find wild fishing spots. Most of the wild fishing spots in Chunjiang are dangerous, so Mr. Zhang gave prophetic advice."
Chen Chuan analyzed Zhang Lingtian's answer and he thought this was the most reasonable answer.
"Then how did he know that Cool liked fishing? And how did he know that Cool liked wild fishing and even added a time range!"
Another reporter asked a sharp question.
"This is actually easy to explain. Chunjiang Kuge had posted a video of wild fishing before, so Mr. Zhang Lingtian might have known that he liked fishing and wild fishing from here. As for why he added a three-day time frame, it reminds me of a kind of insurance. This kind of insurance also pays out for suicide, but it only pays out after two years. However, many people lose the desire to commit suicide after two years. I guess the same principle may apply here."
He is indeed a veteran police officer.
Even Qin Yan nodded slightly at Chen Chuan's answer.
"this……"
The reporters were speechless for a moment.
"Officer Chen, a murder occurred in front of Chunjiang Funeral Shop today. Some people say it was a battle between a witch and the King of Hell. Do you have anything to say?"
Another reporter stood up.
"There is definitely no such thing as a battle of wits. We emphasize once again that there is no such thing as a living hell of feudal superstition in this world. All media outlets should also shoulder the idea that science is the main thing and superstition must be killed when reporting. We have found out that this Qian Sanpo was mainly suffering from an underlying disease and died of gastric mucosal bleeding and ruptured blood vessels due to tension and emotional excitement."
Chen Chuan corrected the reporter's statement.
What a living devil.
Something that does not exist.
"So this was another accident?"
The reporter's face was full of disbelief.
"Yes, this was still an accident."
Officer Chen nodded.
"Deputy Director Qin Yan, so many accidents happened to just one person, can you believe it?"
Some reporters also asked Qin Yan questions directly, and many cameras were immediately aimed at him.
"Although it's outrageous, the world is so big that there are so many unexpected things happening to us. Maybe some people just have so many unexpected things happening to them?"
Qin Yan spoke slowly.
"this……"
The reporters were a little confused. So they asked an unexpected question at the press conference? "This afternoon, Zhang Lingtian, who is known as the living king of hell, once again predicted a takeaway boy. Officer Qin and Officer Chen, are you aware of this?"
Everyone was unwilling to give up and raised a new question.
"What? A new prophecy? We are really unclear on this."
Chen Chuan said he was not sure.
"Yes, the other party said in the live broadcast room that the delivery boy would die in a car accident and hoped that he would stay at home for three days. What if he had an accident again this time?"
The reporter continued to add and ask.
"We often see delivery guys running red lights, speeding, and racing on the streets in order to deliver food. This is indeed a big hidden danger. Don't worry, we will talk to this guy privately and protect him. I believe that as long as he abides by traffic rules, the chances of accidents will be greatly reduced."
Chen Chuan had been prepared for the previous questions, but he was completely confused by this one.
But out of professionalism, I still gave a better answer.
"So what do the police think about this curse of who the living devil pays attention to and who dies?"
The question comes again.
"First of all, we want to make it clear that if you don't follow someone, they will die. For example, the other party followed three employees of my company and nothing happened. The other party followed the boss and he didn't die either. So please don't spread rumors that three people make a tiger. I believe that as long as Mr. Zhang Lingtian is willing to follow others, then this so-called curse will naturally be solved."
The press conference lasted for an hour.
Finally ended safely.
The imagined scene of the police being set up by reporters and eventually led astray did not occur.
Of course, it’s not that they didn’t dig the hole.
But the police cleverly avoided it.
As for the answers, they were basically enough to deal with these reporters.
"Thank you for your hard work today, old friend."
Qin Yan patted Chen Chuan on the shoulder.
"Old squad leader, it feels like these reporters are always trying to stir up trouble."
Although he calls him Captain Qin in public, Chen Chuan calls Qin Yan "old squad leader" in private.
Because they were comrades-in-arms before, they have a good relationship.
"When the enemy comes, we will stop him with our troops and when the water comes, we will block it with earth. We will take it."
Qin Yan said with a smile.
If they really have evidence, then provide it.
Then the police will definitely do what they say and investigate thoroughly!
To be honest, many people in the bureau have doubts about Zhang Lingtian, but the key point is that even the police can't find any evidence.
Maybe it is really as Chen Chuan said before.
Zhang Lingtian from this funeral shop must have studied psychology and has outstanding observation skills, so he can notice some subtle details and judge people based on them.
This is not superstition.
This secret has been revealed in some programs before.
Please invite professional psychologists to come up.
Basically, I can guess what ordinary people do to a pretty good extent.
Their secret is to judge people through their words and subtle expressions.
People who run funeral shops can more or less read people, and some can even tell fortunes. The so-called fortune-telling is actually just observing people.
It's like magic.
The other party just knows some details that others don't know.
This creates a seemingly mysterious illusion.
The time came to nine o'clock in the evening.
Zhang Lingtian went to the restoration studio.
I got home at ten o'clock.
The young assistant went to contact the contact person.
At this time, a man named by the King of Hell quietly came online.
"Everyone, today is the first day that I was called by the King of Hell, and I'm still delivering food on the street late at night!"
The delivery boy Yang Li has started live streaming.
He planned to use this wind to blow himself up completely.
Then he lived a life like Zhang Lingtian, the so-called living king of hell, selling goods through live streaming.
You know what, that kind of life is really wonderful.
Different wind and rain.
The money goes straight into your pocket.
"Fuck, you're so awesome! The King of Hell told you not to come out, but you did!"
"Brother, are you in a hurry to reincarnate?"
“Alright, I’ve opened the Makka Paka, now let’s have some bloody scenes! Whether it’s an exploding head or something, I can handle it!!”
"Is this a horror movie I'm watching live at night?"
This delivery guy has started broadcasting.
With the reputation of the man named by the King of Hell, he attracted a lot of people at once.
It's only been aired for half an hour and there are already more than a hundred people watching.
You have to know that Yang Li is just a newcomer with only a dozen fans.
"It's half past eleven, guys, this is the last takeaway order, after we deliver this one we'll go home!!"
Yang Li held up a piece of barbecue he had just received.
Then he shouted to everyone in the live broadcast room.
500 online viewers, 1510 fans.
Yang Li tasted the sweetness.
Some people even gave him dozens of dollars in tips.
I am so happy that I am speechless.
When he gets back, he will also make some barbecue for himself.
Let's celebrate tonight.
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