"Brother: Do you want me to kneel down and beg you not to come over?"

""There are no (limited) seams in the sky""

"Brother, a person who cares about face like this must not carry Puguang Temple out of Tan City overnight after watching the live video."

"Carry Tanshi and leave the earth overnight"

"Carry the Earth and leave the Milky Way"

Finally, after thanking everyone for the gifts, Ji Changhe turned off the live broadcast.

Even now, he still has an unreal feeling.

"I was still too nervous for the first time."

"Go to the library tomorrow to look at those books with weird records!"

Ji Changhe went to take a bath and calmed down his mood.

He had read those books before, but he didn't take them seriously at the time.

"But why do you tell Master about the horror game..."

"Forget it, go to bed first and talk about it tomorrow."

He yawned.

Without thinking any more, I let my mind go and said good night to the mass grave outside the window.

Then he fell asleep.

"Well, not bad."

Outside the door, the old Heavenly Master who was secretly observing nodded.

Even though I say I don’t want to do it.

But just in case, he came over to take a look.

After being counteracted and trained with Yin Qi, not only did Ji Changhe have no problems, the Pure Yang Kung Fu in his body was actually more stable.

The pure Yang energy that was revealed inadvertently was also more condensed than before.

"Hahahaha, this big fat fish is really good! Let Lao Li stew it tomorrow!"

"I didn't expect, I didn't expect, that there are such fat fish in this creek! The long river is so blessed."

"How is Changhe? I said there must be nothing wrong with it, right?"

Zhang Zhiwen, who was soaked all over, smiled happily and walked over carrying the fish that had just been released by Ji Changhe.

This fish is not only fat.

The numbness and vicissitudes in the fish's eyes also seem to have experienced a lot of things, and have long since seen through life and death and given up the struggle.

At first glance, the meat is delicious.

I'll just take it to replenish Ji Changhe tomorrow!

"Changhe's live broadcast was good, wasn't it? When you were watching the live broadcast just now, Chairman Xu of the China Media and Broadcasting Association called. Guess what?"

Zhang Zhiwen asked while holding the fish.

"What are you talking about? There is no funding for this year."

The Heavenly Master sighed.

This morning at the Cultural Broadcasting Conference, he was mainly going to apply for funding.

But the president’s intention was to let them learn from the live broadcast of Puguang Temple in Longhu Mountain.

Be self-sufficient through live streaming.

This meeting failed to apply for funding and was ridiculed by the monks of Puguang Temple.

In addition, tourists now go to Puguang Temple.

It is estimated that during this period, some young Taoist priests will leave Longhu Mountain because they cannot bear the poverty.

Thinking of this, Master Tian also felt a little powerless.

"Tell us that we have allocated funds!"

"Chairman Xu also saw Changhe Live and felt that we are willing to innovate and make changes."

"At the same time, we also understand that we have just started live broadcasting and there must be a starting process, so there is no problem in funding."

Zhang Zhiwen said while holding the fish.

When I met other Taoist priests on the road, I casually raised the fish.

"The allocation is only enough to cover one quarter's expenses."

"Look at what you said. President Xu wants us to support Changhe's live broadcast and promote Longhu Mountain. Puguang Temple can do this live broadcast, so what's the difference between us and Longhu Mountain?"

"That's right, if Puguang Temple can do it, what's the difference between us and Longhu Mountain? He can do Master Kong Kong and my disciple can't do it better than him?"

Zhang Zhiwen's words made Master Tian, ​​who was already feeling relieved, think of Master Kong in the morning meeting.

Talking about opening his brain is nothing.

They actually said that the Feng Shui of Longhushan Taoist Temple is not conducive to making money, so they should come to their Taoist temple to practice it?

And they even joked that they would send a few monks to their Taoist temple to guide them in their live broadcast?

He even said that he wanted to clean up the river.

He was so angry that he almost cursed her on the spot!

If Zhang Zhiwen hadn't stopped him, he would have flipped the table!

He wished he could create an account on the spot to let the monk know that Longhushan just didn’t want to live broadcast, not that they couldn’t!

Also enlighten the long river?

Bah!

In fact, after returning from the Cultural Broadcasting Conference, Master Tian was already a little shaken.

After all, even his great Celestial Master was ridiculed to such an extent.

When he saw Ji Changhe's live broadcast at night, he didn't even stop him.

Just now he saw with his own eyes Chang He's performance in the game.

The strength he showed almost made his face swell.

Naturally, there is no reason to stop it.
Chapter completed!