Chapter 184 Maybe This Is Heartache
After hanging up the call, Jiang Qiuqiu thought about it, opened her account, and searched for Wang Henry in the search bar.
Soon, an avatar with a golden crown and the suffix "No. 1 anchor of the Federal Live Food Zone" appeared in front of him.
It does look very impressive.
Clicking on the homepage, you can see that the number of fans exceeds 2.5 billion. Even in the interstellar age with a population of tens of billions, this number of fans is impressive.
Looking down at his live broadcast, the cover is uniform and the text titles are large and conspicuous. Judging from the first appearance, this Wang Henry is indeed a relatively efficient anchor.
In order to get to know him more deeply, Jiang Qiuqiu watched some of his recorded broadcasts.
As soon as he opened it, Jiang Qiuqiu knew why Mingmei said that he had his own form of live broadcast.
His live broadcast is not about one person cooking, but a combination of "daddy + cute kids".
I randomly clicked on a few recorded videos. They all started with a tall, muscular, and somewhat muscular man squatting in front of a little doll with naturally curly chestnut hair and light brown eyes. He gently asked, "Tuantuan, what would you like to eat today?"
The little doll answered sour, iron, bitter and spicy, and then the host Wang Henry started cooking with the title of "daughter".
The tough guy's tenderness, the conflict at the beginning, and the fact that the doll is really cute, even Jiang Qiuqiu, who has some conflicts with Wang Henry, couldn't help but think of her as cute when she saw her.
Passersby are even worse.
As expected, many comments in the barrage were about the father-daughter relationship.
After watching the interaction between father and daughter, it was time to cook. Wang Henry’s knife skills were pretty good, worthy of the title of chef. Cooking——
Heat, color, and matching.
In today's world of culinary extinction, his cooking skills are indeed quite good.
The cooking process lasted about 50 minutes, and the little doll would also appear in the middle, with 5-10 minutes of footage, either surrounding the man's legs or lying next to the pots and pans, watching the food coming out of the pot.
The food does look delicious, and makes one want to try it.
This is a recorded video, and the tasting data is not recorded. If you want to eat it, you have to wait for the host's live broadcast.
Let’s wait for the next opportunity. This time, let’s see what he has done recently.
The live broadcast is also every two days. Qiuqiu herself broadcasts live on the evenings with odd numbers, and Wang Henry happens to be on a different schedule with her, broadcasting live on the mornings with even numbers.
Today’s live broadcast just ended, and he made a new dish that was just released by the Agricultural Research Institute, pumpkin.
Pumpkin.
Jiang Qiuqiu decided that she would also make pumpkins during the live broadcast tomorrow.
-
In the afternoon, after finishing the food for the evening display window, Jiang Qiuqiu went to Mo Chengyu's house as agreed to train her mental strength.
Mo Si was waiting for her.
"You're here."
"Are you waiting for me?" Pushing open the door, the young man showed an expectant expression on his face, and the recent unhappiness suddenly dissipated. For the first time, Jiang Qiuqiu realized that he was also a person who cared a lot about appearances.
"Well, I'll wait for you to come over. You're a little late today."
"Sorry, I was just cooking, I-"
"No need to apologize." Mo Si shook his head, his eyes serious. He had been watching what was happening in Jiang Qiuqiu's live broadcast room and in the circle recently.
Before, he only knew that the court was dark and the government was unfair.
I didn’t expect that so many things could happen in a small live broadcast company and a live broadcast room.
She is so young and should have stayed in school to enjoy the spring breeze, but she was forced to go through all these things and insist on training and earning money to support her life.
Thinking of this, Mo Si couldn't help but be more gentle. He reached out and wanted to touch Jiang Qiuqiu's head to comfort her, but then he thought of something and patted her shoulder instead. "You're too tired. You can come later."
"You've tried very hard."
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
