The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul
Chapter 157 - 156. This anchor is not ordinary

Chapter 157: 156. This anchor is not ordinary

[As old fans, we’re truly in a tough spot. Not only do we have to compete with the big shots of the traditional medicine circle for spots, but we also have to vie with art students.]

[How can "miserable" even begin to describe it!]

[You upstairs are missing a group of people. As a porcelain enthusiast, I’m solely in love with the art pieces Uncle She creates with his own two hands.]

[As an old fan who bought porcelain-making tools, I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time, hhhhhhh~~~]

[Come on, get your tools ready, I want to craft a porcelain vase online with Uncle She.]

At this moment, Tang Shu was already starting to prepare the well-preserved medicinal herbs, completely oblivious to the massive surge of online traffic heading her way.

Meanwhile on Weibo, WeChat, and perhaps QQ groups, many people were spreading the word through various channels.

As a result, the original 2 million viewers in the live streaming room faced an explosive, geyser-like increase in numbers.

After Tang Shu had arranged the medicinal herbs she was going to explain, she glanced at the backstage out of habit and discovered the online fan count had jumped from 2 million to 3 million.

She: "!!!"

What’s going on? What happened?

Has her popularity really become so great?

And what’s with those stacks upon stacks of rockets and such on the screen?

As for where all those gifts being brushed up came from... the old fans said that their Uncle She had shocking rules. He wouldn’t allow screen spamming after the livestream began. So naturally, to express their affection, they had to seize every second to brush up enough gifts during the preparation!

Thus, when passersby who chanced upon the livestream came in, they were completely astonished by the ascending rockets.

[Holy moly, what’s this?]

[Exactly, the gifts are dazzling my titanium alloy dog eyes!!!]

[What the heck is this? Am I just unworldly or what? It’s only 8 o’clock, right? That should be just the start of the livestream, shouldn’t it?]

[What’s with this anchor’s fans? Have you all taken drugs or are you trying to rank the anchor?]

[Rank? What rank? Is today some special day that I’m not aware of???]

[What rank? Come on, spit it out! If we’re really going to rank, I gotta go and give gifts to the girl dancing next door!]

[Right, right, and to my goddess as well!!!]

Some passersby didn’t even have time to figure out what was going on and hurried off to brush up gifts for others next door, afraid of falling behind.

Other anchors, who received a bunch of gifts, were completely baffled, not knowing what had happened.

But... with so many gifts, being happy is all that matters!

Some of the more rational fans, upon seeing the screen full of brushed-up gifts, could hardly move.

They now had just one goal – to figure out exactly what was going on!

At this point, the old fans under Uncle She’s feed started laughing.

[Right, right, today is a special day. Don’t you all go, hhhhhhh~~~~]

[Uncle She’s livestreaming days are certainly special. Even if it’s not a big day, it has to be special!]

[Nobody leave, let me enlighten you a bit, you must know how awesome my Uncle She is!]

[Ehhhhmmmm, force-feeding information, really? What devils you old fans are!]

As the number of viewers in the livestream rose to 3 million and showed no sign of stopping, many of the excited old fans soon caught on.

[Damn! You idiots, stop with the enlightening, will you? With so many people online at the same time, when it comes to grabbing gifts later, how are we supposed to get a turn?!]