After disconnecting the microphone, Lin Rou did not want to continue the live broadcast.

After briefly chatting with the audience, the broadcast ended under everyone's shocked eyes.

After downloading.

Lin Rou found a restaurant and returned home after dinner.

Just when I was about to watch the video again to find customers, suddenly, a phone call came in.

"Is this Boss Lin?"

The voice sounded like that of a middle-aged man in his forties. Lin Rou didn't think much and replied, "That's me. What's wrong?"

The other party's voice came from the phone again.

"It's like this. I was introduced by Uncle Li, and I would like to ask you to help my ancestor look at a ghost house."

Hearing this, Lin Rou finally knew what this was for.

It turned out that the grave was to be moved.

The so-called Yin Zhai is actually the ancestral grave.

As a professional funeral shop owner, it is actually one of Lin Rou's jobs to help people look after their graves.

However, since she traveled through time and inherited the funeral parlor, Lin Rou's parents have retired in glory.

He didn't teach much serious skills, leaving Lin Rou with only two shabby books on Feng Shui.

When she was bored, Lin Rou read through them a few times, but those two books were older than her, and the handwriting was almost erased.

So after studying for half a year, Lin Rou herself only knew a little bit about it, and she couldn't even say anything about watching the haunted house.

Thinking of her little three-legged cat skills, Lin Rou decided to refuse without hesitation.

But the other party said that this business was introduced by Uncle Li, which made her a little embarrassed.

Uncle Li, whose real name was Li Jianming, opened a traditional Chinese medicine clinic on the street not far away. He was also a good friend of Lin Rou's parents, and they used to drink tea and chat together.

The old man had a very strange temper and always looked at everyone with a stern look.

But only towards Lin Rou, he always had a very good attitude, as if he were his own granddaughter.

"Okay, when?"

"Is it convenient next week?"

The man asked again.

"It's convenient, let's contact you then."

Lin Rou took over the business, and the two chatted for a few more words. After remembering each other's contact information, they hung up the phone.

After ending the call.

As soon as I exited the call page, countless push messages appeared.

"User Xiaoxiongzai followed you!"

"User I have a double chin followed you!"

"The user Huahua Four-leaf Clover sent you a private message!"

...

After taking a look, she had nearly 200,000 fans.

And looking at the momentum of growth, it seems that it is not stopping yet.

This means that today's live broadcast brought in nearly 100,000 fans.

wrong.

How could it be possible to gain so many fans through just one live broadcast?

Lin Rou's heart moved, as if she suddenly thought of something.

She quickly opened the news software and entered the keyword "sewage truck" on it.

The loaded results were just as she expected.

Dozens of news related to keywords have appeared.

[At around 8 p.m., a certain anchor encountered a fecal suction truck explosion while conducting an outdoor live broadcast! 】

[The owner of the funeral parlor successfully predicted the explosion of the fecal suction truck!]

[Lin Rou once again predicted success! 】

[How unlucky are the people who are followed by Lin Rou? 】

...

These news headlines are full of gimmicks.

After clicking in, the ins and outs of the matter are recorded in detail.

From Lin Rou's attention to the first will-o'-the-wisp boy, to her and Li Feifei's encounter with a fecal suction truck explosion tonight, everything was listed in detail.

In fact, compared with other people, Li Feifei's mortality rate is really not high.

She herself was not seriously injured in the accident.

But this incident was too dramatic and had too much of a program effect.

Can it not explode?

Lin Rou flipped through her phone. Under these news items, she also saw many comments from netizens.

"How could such a coincidence happen? It couldn't be a script, right?"

"Upstairs, I can tell you clearly that this is definitely not a script!"

"I came to the live broadcast room tonight and witnessed this with my own eyes. The effect is amazing!"

"What do you mean? I was on Zhongshan Road at the time. I was less than fifty meters away when the septic truck exploded. It scared me."

"Hey! Is there really such a coincidence?"

"What kind of coincidence is this? Let me tell you, this matter has absolutely nothing to do with Lin Rou!"

"Lin Rou? Is she the anchor who predicted this? What is her account? I will also follow it."

...

Many people feel that there is definitely a team behind Lin Rou, and these are just scripts.

But more people still think there must be something hidden behind it.

They all expressed that they wanted to pay attention to Lin Rou to see if there would be other big melons to eat in the future.

Lin Rou was also a little dumbfounded by this.

She just wants to open her own funeral parlor honestly, and she really doesn’t want to become popular on the entire Internet!

But this is also a good thing.

At the very least, her popularity has increased.

If nothing else, I will definitely receive a lot of business in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Rou opened the backend private message again to see if there were any high-quality customers.

But after brushing for a while, she gave up.

The reason is simple.

Many of them are netizens who come here because of their reputation, but there are not many who really need services.

Even if there are, most of them are from out of town.

Lin Rou is not planning to take on this troublesome inter-provincial business yet.

After replying to the enthusiastic fans one by one, Lin Rou saw that it was getting late, so she fell asleep without thinking any more.

But what she didn't know was...

This night was destined to be restless.

The explosion of the fecal suction truck was like a fuse, completely igniting Lin Rou's passion.

Several previous accidents have already caused Lin Rou to be dubbed the female king of hell by netizens.

Now with her popularity, she has been completely opened up.

More and more people are learning about this series of strange things.

The terrifying popularity also made Douyin officials notice Lin Rou.

It's about two o'clock in the morning.

Even though it was very late, the lights were brightly lit in a large office, and several people inside were busy.

Lin Rou's personal information was placed on the desk.

The regional manager of Douyin Zhejiang Province was carefully checking her information.

This elite man in a suit and tie, who had become a regional manager in his twenties, was frowning at this time, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

"In less than a week, more than 200,000 fans?"

"The total broadcast time is no more than 10 hours, and there is no contract even?"

The assistant next to him seemed to have expected that he would ask this question.

He hurriedly spoke and explained: "Manager Chen, I just did a rough investigation and it is said that this anchor is very evil. He can predict the life and death of others, so there are so many people paying attention to her."

Regional manager Chen Feng had a look of surprise in his eyes.
Chapter completed!