After all, if it weren't for Brother Fang, they would have nothing.
After coming back, these silly fans changed their profile pictures to pictures of the completed altar.
The altars of each family are slightly different and vary in style.
This makes those who didn't go very jealous.
"Those of you who have been to the park, please stop flooding the screen with messages! My eyes are red like pink eye!"
"That's not it, all the same profile pictures and names, my pettiness is about to explode!"
Fang Ge, the park baby who was saved by Master Song, said: "I don't mean to brag. I used to be this active too. Otherwise, how could I be targeted by criminals? Speaking of this, I am so scared."
Xiaoshui, the park baby who was saved by Master Song, said: "Me too. I didn't expect that every word you say these days would be targeted. I was so scared that I posted a few more messages."
N+1 of the park baby saved by Master Song: +9999
Someone finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Ahhh, I'm fighting with all of you who've been there!"
The live broadcast room was bustling with activity.
Finally, someone brought the topic to tonight's live broadcast.
"Master Song changed his voice during the live broadcast this time. Why is that?"
"Maybe they're afraid of being targeted. Haven't you noticed that the traffic here has been getting worse since they came back? If it weren't for the old fans who followed them, I'm afraid they wouldn't have seen it."
This sentence made everyone agree.
"That's not a problem. Before the internet, those stores and people were able to make fortunes. So, we can also do offline promotion! Help Master Song!"
"Why should you worry about this? Even if Master Song doesn't take orders now, he can make enough money from live streaming these weird places for a lifetime. Your local promoters are all old ladies and old men, how much money can they make! We don't even look down on them, let alone Master Song. We might as well work harder and give him tips."
"666, I really admire the crazy guys and bastards in this livestream room. They've all become Teddy bears. Working hard is just a brainwashing tactic used by anyone who wants to exploit you. But I'm different. I gave away all the living expenses my family gave me this month. Hahahaha! I'm a student! I don't need to work hard, and I don't need to work!"
"Neuropathy!"
"Very sick!"
"My downstairs overpass can take you in!"
Everyone held their own opinions and argued loudly.
As time passed, the live broadcast lasted almost two hours before the picture on the phone changed from a shaking staircase to a black fog with green in it.
Netizens in front of the live broadcast room all felt their scalps tingling.
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