Chapter 1003: Long-lost Live Broadcast
Entering winter, Qiaoqiao's live broadcast hasn't been very diligent.
He is a responsible teacher. Since there is nothing to teach the children, he naturally doesn't give classes blindly.
After all, the cucumbers and watermelons in the greenhouse have been taught before, and now they are not rare at all. It seems there is nothing fresh in the mountains and fields.
Now that it's rare to have a lively market, and there are many kinds of food, I heard that children in big cities can't visit this kind of market at all, so pitiful!
Teacher Qiaoqiao finally picked up his identity as an educational anchor, and at this moment opened the live broadcast room with his phone.
Netizens who received the broadcast reminder unexpectedly:
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Good, good, good, hasn't broadcast for half a month, let's see how the netizens' resentment crushes this live broadcast room!
【I'm here, I'm here! Teacher, don't you consider the children's enrollment rate?】
【That is! How long has it been since you taught properly? Don't rely on the fact that many people resigned at the end of the year and don't help everyone improve their skills!】
【Woo woo woo, it's broadcasting! Finally broadcasting!】
【Ah ah ah, I just opened my phone and what did I find!】
【Let me see what the anchor has been doing behind my back during this time】
【I heard you broadcast every day before I followed you, but after I followed you, you only broadcast once every half month... Scumbag】
【Anchor, do you know that you almost made it to the hot search a while ago】
【Teacher Qiaoqiao, you should strive for some success! Look, you participated in the exhibition, and you didn't even make it to the hot search】
【Qiao Bao'er! Bao'er, look at Auntie! Auntie took a photo with you at the Imperial Capital exhibition before, do you remember?】
【Good guy, I said who was showing off in the group! Said they tasted especially delicious strawberries...】
【Radish, radish, radish, radish, radish, do you sell it?】
【Please, radishes are durable for storage and have high yield, sell some! They are really delicious!】
【Ah ah ah ah, I finally managed to grab the radish that was a free gift, my mom thought it was an ordinary radish and peeled it and ate it all, woo woo woo】
The live broadcast room only stuttered for a moment when it was first opened, and then it was overwhelmed by barrage and messages.
Never before had it been so enthusiastic, so much so that the entire screen was rapidly scrolling characters of various colors.
If other anchors saw this, wouldn't they be happy? What does this represent? This represents absolute popularity and fan stickiness!
However, Qiaoqiao didn't know anything. He just squeezed in the crowd, and it took a long time to squeeze in, aiming the lens at the exit of the rice stalk pressing machine.
And on the live broadcast platform.
Not only netizens, but the field anchor 【It's Corn】 had just started bringing goods, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room plummeted, so he was instantly confused.
Well, it's normal for a rural anchor to bring goods, right? If you don't like watching, don't watch, why did you all run away without saying a word?
Terrible!
I heard that many anchors originally had spiritual energy and fans, but after signing with an MCN company, the other party was only thinking about making money, which affected his style and led to poor popularity in the end.
And I just signed a contract not long ago, wouldn't I be so unlucky?
The anchor who had just broken through a million fans hurriedly asked his assistant: "What's going on? Isn't this product selection arranged by your company's big data? Why is this big data not accurate at all!"
The assistant was also stunned.
For this product promotion, they had a whole live broadcast team on standby! Now suddenly the number of viewers dropped by a quarter—this was less than 10 minutes!
Where exactly did the problem go?
Not to mention the anchor himself, even they started to panic a little.
And on this side, Qiaoqiao, who knew nothing, just happily held his phone and aimed the lens at the black machine in front of him.
At the same time, because he didn't bring a microphone, he had to shout in the lively crowd:
"Children, today I'm taking you to press rice stalks! This is so delicious, fragrant and sweet!"
Accompanied by bursts of heat and the roaring sound of the machine, soon, a snow-white and hot, soft and long strip was squeezed out, and in the cold air, the steaming heat was visible to the naked eye.
A fragrance rushed to his face and was quickly blown away by the cold wind, and then quickly permeated in all directions.
The unique fresh and sweet breath of rice lingered, and the surrounding crowd gathered closer and closer.
Because only a small section of rice stalks came out, the fragrance wasn't very strong, and everyone didn't think of other aspects, just discussing in whispers:
"Oh my, haven't eaten this for many years, why does this rice stalk feel so fragrant? Come, come, come, let's buy some too!"
"Childhood memories are really not just memories, it looks really delicious!"
"This family is going to make a lot, why don't you queue up first, I'll go home and get some rice!"
"No, you don't understand, the rice they use for what they make themselves is not good, the rice from their own home is thick, fragrant, sweet, and snow-white..."
Everyone was discussing enthusiastically, wishing they could take out money to buy it immediately. And the aunt in the couple stood on the side, also subconsciously smelled the fragrance, and couldn't help but reflect——
Could it be that the rice they used at home was really that bad?
Bad to the point that now smelling other people's good rice, the fragrance felt like it was in the sky and not on the ground...
The aunt was exceptionally enthusiastic at this moment.
But, seeing that some people couldn't help but take out money to buy the ready-made ones, her curiosity was suppressed by the desire to earn money.
At this moment, she waited calmly for the soft rice stalks to come out longer, and then raised her chin at Qiaoqiao:
"Come, hold the bag open."
Qiaoqiao had just held the bag open, when the aunt's body leaned to the side, and a ruthless iron hand had already pinched one end of the rice stalk, not afraid of the heat at all.
Then, her arm relaxed and retracted forward, and her wrist also had some strength. Taking advantage of the hot and soft rice stalks, she easily pinched them into sections.
The rice stalks cooled and solidified quickly in the air, but the unique sweet fragrance of rice became more intense and long-lasting.
Qiaoqiao held the bag with both hands, so Secretary Xiao Zhu had to hold the phone. But this didn't affect his interest at all, instead, he shook his head and was exceptionally happy:
"Children, I'm pressing rice stalks now! This is so interesting, our rice stalks use our own rice, and it's so fragrant!"
After he finished speaking, he sighed again with regret:
"Sister's classmates came home to cut rice this year, and I also wanted to hold a rice-cutting class reunion... But sister said you are too hard-working, and you might not do your homework well."
"So it was moved to the pig slaughtering banquet in two days!"
"Did the children who came to the pig slaughtering banquet buy tickets?"
It would be better not to mention it, everyone could pretend they hadn't heard it.
And now, in such a lively scene, so close to the date of the pig slaughtering banquet, suddenly reminding them that there were no spots left...
In an instant, the live broadcast room was full of tears, and the waves were surging. ===== CHAPTER 1004 =====
In an instant, the live stream was flooded with tears and a massive, surging wave of emotion.
End of Chapter
