Jiang Churan opened the live broadcast room again, and countless barrages instantly appeared on the screen.
"Hot chicken anchor, unblock it."
"The hot chicken anchor actually knows how to come back."
"Hot chicken anchor, so selfish."
"Hot chicken anchor, I'll forgive you if you deliver me a watermelon."
"Damn it, there's a traitor among us, I want watermelon too."
"Want watermelon +1."
"My roommate just wanted to eat a watermelon from the old man before he died. (Poor)"
"Upstairs, which roommate is this for you? (Squints and smiles)"
"..."
Before Jiang Churan could explain a few words, his painting style changed.
Complaining turned into begging for watermelon.
Jiang Churan rolled her beautiful eyes, revealing a big white eye.
"The watermelon belongs to my grandfather. I am so filial, how can I make my own decision? Stop dreaming and be obedient. How about I dance for you later?"
"Don't look at it, just watermelon."
"I don't want to read, I just want to become a disciple."
"No, I just want to see Miss Lin Jia."
"No, I just want to see the old man."
"Yes, I'm here to see the old man. Where is the old man?"
"Old man, old man, old man."
"..."
The rhythm is off again.
Jiang Churan nodded helplessly, pointed the camera at Jiang Chen, and said: "I'm afraid there will never be an anchor with more fans than me on the entire Internet. It's obviously my live broadcast room, and I'm always filming me for you."
grandfather."
"Are you thinking about shit?"
"Favorite fan? Where's your face?"
"That's right, I didn't even start a live broadcast when I was eating watermelon just now, bah!"
"Xiao Gaigai: If the anchor keeps broadcasting the old man, I would like to call you the most popular anchor on the Internet."
"All the way to the east: Support the reform of the general administration. The reform of the general administration can always grasp the key points."
"You are handsome enough to be seen by others: please host correct your mentality as a tool and leave the camera to the real host."
Jiang Chen turned his head and looked at Jiang Churan with a doting look, then stretched out his hand,
"Let's go and see how they are doing, but don't waste my land."
"I'm so excited, the old man's eyes are too soft."
"The old man's sight made me moved inexplicably."
"What old man, this is obviously my old baby
.(love)”
“It’s great upstairs!”
"The old man gave it to you, so I reluctantly took the anchor away (dog head)."
"Impossible, the anchor is mine."
Jiang Churan didn't think much about it. Hearing "wasting the land", he felt anxious and pulled Jiang Chen and Lin Jia towards Wang Dahai and his wife.
"That's not right. How long have these two guys been working? Why are they so far away from the anchor?"
This sentence suddenly floated across the barrage.
"Damn it, that's right. They keep doing this at this frequency. How come they don't get tired?"
"You're stupid, people have already become immortals, so what's the point of hoeing the land?"
"Don't you know one of them, Xiao Gaigai? Come out and say something."
"Xiao Gaigai: I know Mr. Wang, but based on my previous memories, Mr. Wang definitely does not have such good physical strength."
"Shocking, the old man's watermelon is as good as kidney treasure! (dog head)"
"Damn it, I want to eat it even more. Host, please do me a favor and sell me one!"
"Brother upstairs, you definitely can't afford this watermelon. The old man said before, it's 20 million apiece!"
"Crowdfunding to buy watermelon has raised 1 yuan so far, and there is still 19999999 left."
Jiang Churan happened to lower his head and glanced at the barrage, looked at Wang Dahai and Wang Dahai, blinked his big eyes, and asked Jiang Chen curiously: "Grandpa, how long have they been hoeing? Why don't they stop?"
"It didn't take long, only 15 minutes. It's not completely dark yet. Let them work for a while."
Jiang Chen replied casually, but in his heart, he just didn't want the two girls Jiang Churan and Lin Jia to work in the fields again.
"15 minutes?" Jiang Churan held the phone in one hand and covered his mouth with the other hand and screamed.
I forgot that I had a big blister on my hand from hoeing the ground before. It was so painful that tears instantly flowed down and my phone dropped to the ground.
"Ah, it hurts so much."
Jiang Chen saw this, grabbed Jiang Churan's blistered hand, and blew into the blisters twice.
With the first breath, the blisters on Jiang Churan's hands suddenly burst.
With the second breath, the blisters gradually disappeared without leaving a trace.
Jiang Churan couldn't feel the pain, waved his hand, and looked at Jiang Chen with shocked eyes.
"Grandpa, how did you do it? Just blow it and it will be gone."
Then I thought of the watermelon from before and asked,
"Grandpa, are you really an immortal?"
"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Chen poked Jiang Churan's brain with his finger.
Bag, leaned over to pick up Jiang Churan’s dropped cell phone,
"It's not too much to be overwhelmed by your skills. These are all things I learned in the past. What's the saying? You have to believe in science!"
Jiang Chen gave up the idea of helping mortals practice cultivation a long time ago. The last time he taught a frail and sick young man surnamed Gu some superficial breathing techniques was just a few decades ago, helping him to grow up healthily.
Countless failures in the past made him understand that instead of giving mortals an unattainable hope again,
It's better to give up early and watch them spend their short life peacefully.
I say it is about giving hope to mortals, but in the final analysis, I want to find someone who can accompany me to the end of the universe, no matter male or female, who can express my inner loneliness for thousands of years.
Jiang Churan thought about it. If the old man really cultivated immortality, how could his father be reduced to the situation where his mother borrowed money from her parents' family?
He shook his head and got this idea out of his mind.
Lin Jia next to her looked at Jiang Chen thoughtfully, wondering what she was thinking.
"I believe it. I believe whatever the old man says. This is science. Everything that cannot be explained should be treated as a scientific issue."
"From today on, I will also believe in science. The power of science is infinite, so can you share a watermelon with me? (dog head)"
"What a wallflower, take me with you. I also want to believe in science."
"I think the anchor really believes it. He can't be so easy to deceive, right?"
"No, no, no, the anchor really thinks that the old man is using a trick in the world, right?"
"Xiao Gaigai: How about we just wait and see to see when the anchor will react? Don't remind the anchor, just wait for the anchor to wake up on his own."
"It's too bad to change it, but I like it."
"I pressed 10 packs of spicy strips, and the anchor will never find it in his life."
"If I press 10 boxes of instant noodles, the anchor will find out in two days."
"Upstairs, it's going to rain in the next two days. Don't stand on the rooftop and slide down then. (Funny)"
The sky slowly dimmed, Jiang Chen waved to Wang Dahai and the others.
"Are you going to stay for dinner, or are you going back now?"
Wang Dahai and Liu Zheng looked at each other and said in unison,
"Have a meal."
The watermelons in the field are so miraculous. Who knows if other foods have more miraculous effects? Only a fool would not eat them.