Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 698 - Chapter 698 691. Live Streaming and Hypnosis Two in One_2

Chapter 698: 691. Live Streaming and Hypnosis [Two in One]_2 Chapter 698: 691. Live Streaming and Hypnosis [Two in One]_2 This is also true.

Zhang Yanping fumbled around, very slow and clumsy as she picked out the small broken stems one by one.

Meanwhile, Xin Jun, who had been watching, also continued to learn.

In the unattended live stream room, the frequency of the bullet-screen comments was getting lower. However, the number of viewers kept increasing, with the share rate being much higher than usual.

Seeing this, the MCN Company, which had previously approached them, couldn’t help but grind their teeth in frustration–

“Did we sign that broadcaster who talked about wheat and rice or anything?”

…

On the other side, Qiaoqiao had already taken out a stack of white paper and was cutting strips according to the inner diameter of the thick bamboo tube.

A bottle of glue was also ready on the side.

It was previously exclusively used by Grandpa for rolling cigarettes. Later, as he smoked less and even had a small cigarette rolling box, the glue was seldom used–

Now, it finally came in handy.

The sharp paper knife sliced through white paper with a rustling sound, the mallet hit steadily, and the background noise included the chattering laughter of middle-aged women…

The number of shares for the live stream was rapidly climbing, lulling many viewers to sleep silently until a “beep” indicating a low battery awoke countless workers. They opened their eyes in bed, first with a smile, contentedly snuggling under the blankets–what quality sleep they had!

Wait a minute! Is today the weekend… It doesn’t seem like it… It seems like I’ve forgotten something important… What was it… Damn, it must be important, why can’t I remember–

AAAAH why is it already past eight o’clock!!!

The working folks panicked.

[Who understands being late?]

[I got my boss’s lethal flurry of Ding messages, my soul has been shaken out]

[Just squeezed onto the subway, already insane]

[Seriously, who’s worse off than me? Ran wildly on the streets for more than ten minutes before realizing my skirt was on backward!]

[That’s how it is, I just ran into the company outside, hands over chest, all shy and coy–not an anime heroine, just forgot the bra i^i]

[Ahahahaha, the one before is killing me]

[Help, I’m crossing my toes for you]

[Hold the bag against your chest!]

[Put on your mask properly!]

[Quick, quick, order a fast delivery from outside, have the nearby pharmacy send you a medical patch as a temporary chest sticker]

[Am I the only one curious if those medical patches really work?]

[A box costs dozens of bucks with dozens of patches, go try it yourself]

[Another useless piece of knowledge added to my morning]

[Save me, why do I have to see this kind of video first thing in the morning! There goes my 500 yuan full attendance bonus, the broadcaster needs to take the main responsibility!]

[Hahaha who told you to stay in bed and be drowsy this early in the morning… If we keep chatting, we might get fined again for slacking off]

[This live stream caused a loss of over ten thousand for the fans. The broadcaster has got to explain…]

A crowd had started making noise in the bullet comments, yet the broadcaster was nowhere to be seen. Instead, the phone of mediocre quality grew hotter and rapidly drained its battery.

Then, with a “beep,” it shut down altogether.

The live stream that suddenly blacked out: …

The people: …Yes, that’s exactly what their broadcaster would do.

When Song Tan heard the sound, he looked up:

“It’s only been two hours, how did it lose battery again?”

Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but laugh and cry: “It’s only a 2000 yuan phone, used for half a year, and it had 70% battery when I took it down. Playing for a full two hours in this 36 to 37-degree heat before shutting down, that’s about right, don’t expect too much from it.”

Song Tan pondered: “Should we get Qiaoqiao a new phone?”

“I think so.”

Zhang Yanping, who knew the process by heart, logged into Qiaoqiao’s account–indeed, as long as you have the right account, you can switch phones for the live streams at will. But at home, no one could be bothered to do that as long as they billed enough hours.

Zhang Yanping checked the backstage–well, this live stream received almost 3000 yuan in tips!

He noticed that on the leaderboard, a few wealthy fans would always give generously whenever a session had a good hypnotic effect.

Pitiful indeed… Playing broadcasts so smoothly must be done by someone young. What could possibly be keeping them up at night?

He logged out of the live stream, and then seriously replied to Song Tan:

“Yes, it’s time to change the phone, let’s get the kid a better one!”

…

Meanwhile, with the help of a few aunties, Ai Cao’s leaves were quickly cleaned.

Now, they were seated around, deftly selecting the tiny stems and branches; the whole plastic cloth became a simple assembly line operation.