"666, this pastoral dog seemed to have a look of contempt just now. Is this still an ordinary native dog? It has become a spirit."
"A pastoral dog can chew such a big bone. It seems that my dream is to one day be able to chew meat bones like this, but my life is not as good as that of a dog."
"Is this still the poorest small mountain village? Even a dog's food is so good. Is it fake?"
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There were voices of doubt in the live broadcast room. All the fans were very sensitive. They didn't believe that a dog in the poorest mountain village could chew such a big meat bone.
Pink Little Rabbit had a depressed look on his face. He had originally gained a wave of fans thanks to this local dog, but now when he saw his fans, they started to plummet again.
"Don't worry, everyone, we are definitely coming to a real small mountain village. Look at the buildings here. They are all mud houses from the 1970s and 1980s. There are a few uncles and aunties there. We just happened to go over for an interview."
Pink Little Rabbit quickly explained to her fans, and then looked at a young man next to her, as if she wanted to scold him.
It was his idea to come to this small mountain village for live broadcast, because he is from this small mountain village.
The young man was a little embarrassed. He was indeed from Yuanxi Village, his name was Li Huohuo, but he had already moved away from this small mountain village and had not been back for many years.
"Uncle, I would like to ask, what do people in your village usually eat?"
Pink Rabbit went to see Uncle Li. Looking at him looking so poor, the food must be poor.
"What else can I eat? Catch some shrimps and crabs in the river, or go to the mountains to catch two rabbits."
Uncle Li replied, staring at Li Huohuo as if he was about to recognize him.
"My uncle, the food is so good. Is he still short of grandchildren?"
"Anchor, where are you live broadcasting? Is it the richest Huaxi Village?"
"It's not authentic. Isn't it the poorest small mountain village?"
"Look at the uncle's pocket, there are a lot of red banknotes."
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The comment section of the live broadcast room was still abuzz. Everyone was more observant than the anchor. Everyone saw the banknotes in Uncle Li's pocket. The bulging stack made them, the moonlight tribe, feel extremely embarrassed.
"Uncle, you usually keep your money in your pocket, why don't you deposit it in the bank?"
Pink Little Rabbit asked. He also saw that this thick stack should contain at least two to three thousand yuan.
"Where can I deposit it in a bank? I don't have time. I just earned the money in these two days. I'll go to the bank after I earn a few more days."
Uncle Li Fang replied that he was not fooling around. The money was really earned from selling game in the past two days.
"Uncle, are you missing a granddaughter?"
Pink Little Rabbit asked helplessly. She felt that today's live broadcast could not continue. They were attracting traffic under the guise of live broadcasting the poorest mountain village.
But all this was just a slap in the face.
The barrage was filled with jeers and taunts. She found an excuse to temporarily turn off the live broadcast. Otherwise, if she continued, not to mention gaining followers, it would be good if she could not lose followers.
"Uncle Li, how can you talk nonsense? I don't know what's going on in the village. Can't you tell the truth in front of everyone?"
Li Huohuo went crazy. If he made his girlfriend unhappy, he would be in trouble when he went back.
"Xiaohuo, it's you, kid. Why did you come back to the village?"
"By the way, Li Fang is back too, and Xiaolan is at home too. Aren't you all good friends before? I'll help you teach them."
An aunt recognized Li Huohuo. She was very enthusiastic and immediately went to call someone.
"Li Fang?"
Li Huohuo was surprised. He had already entered the society after graduating from junior high school. However, Li Fang had good grades and was regarded by the village as the most promising person in the future.
Since he is the most promising person, why would he appear in this village?
"Xiao Huo, look at your appearance, you are neither a human nor a ghost. I have asked you to study with Li Fang a long time ago. Why do you keep going back the more you study?"
Uncle Li scolded them. In his eyes, Li Huohuo and this group of young anchors were just a group of people who were not doing their jobs properly. He really made him angry just looking at them.
"Uncle, what do you know? This is an era where traffic is king. When I have a million fans, I can ask Li Fang to work for me."
Li Huohuo said unconvinced that Li Fang should be quite dissatisfied with that behavior.
"Li Huohuo!"
Li Fang was also a little surprised. He immediately came outside, thinking that everyone was friends who grew up together, a smile appeared on his face.
Xiaolan also came. He was very unfamiliar with Li Huohuo. Especially when he looked at his outfit, he kept a distance from him and stayed with Li Fang.
"Li Huohuo, long time no see."
Li Fang said hello immediately, and he truly regarded Li Huohuo as a friend.
But Li Huohuo was different. He replied: "It's been a long time indeed. I heard that you went to college. I don't know where you are now."
"Wherever there are high-level jobs, they should be developed in the village now." Li Fang replied.
“Develop in the village?”
Li Huohuo was surprised for a while. After he was sure it was not a joke, he immediately began to ridicule: "You said you wanted to go back to the village to develop. If you had known what university to go to, I don't even need to go to high school."
"Sure enough, a saying has come true. Nowadays, college students are everywhere and they are becoming less and less valuable. College students like you have returned to the village to develop their careers. However, I, who graduated from a junior high school, have almost become an Internet celebrity."
Li Fang just smiled. He had already looked past these things and had nothing to say.
"Li Fang, I think you should follow my development. I will teach you to become an Internet celebrity. When you have millions of fans, you can live in a mansion and marry Bai Fumei."
Li Huohuo is getting more and more arrogant. In fact, he only has tens of thousands of fans now, and he has paid for most of them. It is not that simple to become a million fans.
However, Li Fang became interested. He suddenly had an idea, that is, to become an Internet celebrity and then lead their village to become a tourist village. Perhaps this would allow every villager to have a relatively stable income.
"Li Huohuo, how about you teach me."
Li Fang began to ask for advice humbly. He had been in prison for five years and was almost out of touch with society. Now the live broadcast industry is booming, but he doesn't know anything.
"Okay, then I will teach you. First, you must have an account. First publish some works, preferably works that will make everyone popular. Once you have accumulated a certain number of fans, you can become a host."
"This is actually quite simple. People nowadays like rural life. If you happen to be in a rural area, you may just shoot a piece of work and you can get millions of likes and tens of millions of fans."
Li Huohuo said passionately that this was just a dream. In front of him, he was not sincerely imparting experience, but rather deceiving Li Fang.
He is a little leisurely and contented, and seems to be showing off to the villagers. You see, this is the person you have been praising, but now he still has to ask me for advice and learn from me.