"I remember the anchor said that we should believe in science. Now tell me loudly, is this science?"
"It is rumored that Li Xiaolong can punch six punches in one second and can kick a sandbag weighing tens of kilograms seven meters away. We all thought it was a rumor and was overly mythical. But what the old man did just now completely goes against what humans can do.
The limit is even more outrageous than Li Xiaolong..."
"Old man: Everyone must believe in science."
"A few more brothers can help, and Newton's coffin board can no longer hold it!"
"Newton: You are playing your own games, I don't care about you."
"Look at the anchor holding the watermelon, it's really a melon-eating crowd!!"
[Small modification will give you Rocket x10! P.S.: From today on, I will be a fan of the old man for ten years!]
[The handsome man was hacked and received a rocket x20! P.S.: Please report your address and I will go to learn the art from my teacher tomorrow.]
[Go all the way east and receive a gift of 50 rockets! P.S.: I also want to become the old man’s disciple.]
…
Jiang Churan was stunned for a long time while holding the watermelon and then looked at the gift interface. In just a few minutes, the total amount of all gifts had reached 50,000 yuan!
"Thank you, gentlemen from the audience, for the reward, thank you!" Her pretty face was like a red apple, and she happily bowed to the audience to express her gratitude.
Normally, it would take her at least half a month, or even a month, to get 50,000 yuan in live streaming income, but now she can do it in just a few minutes. Can she be unhappy?
Earning gift income can also increase the popularity and exposure of the live broadcast room.
At this moment, many melon-eating people who did not know the truth came to the live broadcast room, and they looked confused after seeing the words of apprenticeship posted on the barrage.
Jiang Churan smiled and said: "Thank you all viewers for your support. I will work harder to repay you later."
"We are giving the gift to the old man, not to you, so there is no need to thank you!"
"Anchor, can you move your big face? It's blocking my view of the old man."
"Anchor Chigua, beat him up quickly. We want to see the old man and hear about his time as the leader of the martial arts league."
Jiang Churan smiled sweetly and said: "Just give them gifts and don't ask me to thank you. Although I know you are trying to prevent me from being stressed, thanking you for gifts is the professional ethics of a host!"
"???"
"Good guy! I've let you understand everything!"
“I don’t understand the king as much as you do!”
"Looking at how enthusiastic everyone is, let me perform a dance for you." Jiang Chu then took three steps back, trying to expose his whole body to the camera.
Just when I was about to dance, the barrage exploded.
"A melon-eating anchor is just going to eat melon properly. Can you stop making some fancy things and come up with something from the real world!"
"Please anchor, please move out of the way quickly. We want to watch the old man. Please move the big basin!"
Jiang Churan glared
Eyes, he said bitterly: "What's wrong with dancing? Why is it not from the earthly world? Besides, I obviously have a face with oval seeds, but why do I look like a big basin in your mouth? Since you don't like to see it, then I will never
The broadcast is off..."
"We are joking, anchor, don't take it seriously."
"Give the anchor a rocket to comfort him."
"That brother really went too far. He has an oval-shaped face and doesn't use beauty treatments or make-up. He is considered a clean figure among anchors. How can he be called a big-faced person?!"
"I'm guilty... I shouldn't call the anchor a big washbasin!"
"I'll give you a rocket to apologize!"
"That's more or less the same!" Jiang Churan wrinkled his nose and said, "Actually, I also saw grandpa's movements just now. There is no so-called internal strength, so it can't be regarded as martial arts. It is at best a kind of acrobatics. I remember watching people when I was a child.
They can perform acrobatics and use the so-called qigong to step on glass shards and break large rocks from their chests!"
"The anchor is right. What I just said is scientific. After all, people's physiques cannot be generalized. I once killed a tiger with a slide shovel when I was extremely angry! (Funny!)"
"There are many things that existed in ancient times that have been lost in the long river of time. It is really a pity. I remember an interview video from that year. A World War II soldier was extremely angry and shot a Japanese dog's head from 800 miles away. (
Manual funny)"
"There is also the long-lost art of gun fighting. You must have heard of it. When shooting, a person can change the trajectory of the bullet by shaking his wrist violently to achieve the purpose of turning! (serious face) (laughing)
)"
"????"
"Amazing gun fighting skills!"
"Newton: Do you think I don't exist?"
Ranked second in the fan contribution list, he posted a barrage all the way to the east: Anchor, I have been watching your live broadcast for almost half a year. The income from a few minutes today is almost as much as your monthly salary. Since everyone likes to watch the old man,
Just let them watch as much as you can, wouldn't it be nice to make money while you're there?
"Okay, I hope you dislike me now and won't ask me to come back in the future!" Jiang Churan said proudly, and then took off the phone.
"Who would ask you to please let us, Mr. Kangkang, quickly?"
"Stop inking."
…
Jiang Chen finished the farm work and slowly returned to the house to sit down and drink tea.
Jiang Churan walked in, put his cell phone on the table and took a close-up shot of the old man.
"Although the old man is old, he is full of energy. He must have been very handsome when he was young!"
"You should know just by looking at the host's appearance, how could the old man's genes be different?"
"Although the old man has white hair, his skin has no wrinkles at all and is as smooth as a young man. How do you maintain it?"
"When you say it, it seems like this is really the case."
"I will be the old man's little crush from now on!"
Normally, one person can
No matter how well you take care of yourself, once you reach the age of fifty or above, you will see some wrinkles. No matter how good a makeup artist is, you can't save them unless you use retouching tools.
But Jiang Chen obviously has no experience with photo editing tools, and Jiang Churan never uses beauty, which proves the authenticity and reliability of the video!
He is simply an ageless male god!
"What are you doing there?" Jiang Chen scolded his granddaughter when he saw her rummaging around.
"Grandpa, what is this thing used for?"
At this moment, she was holding a wooden board of about 30 centimeters in her hand. It was heavy and thick in her hand. It was engraved with nine lifelike five-clawed golden dragon patterns. It seemed to be quite old.
"That's a ruler!"
"Rubber ruler?" Jiang Churan looked up and down and asked, "Is it something that the old gentleman used to specifically use to beat students?"
"right."
"Did grandpa work as a teacher before?" Jiang Churan asked puzzledly.
"That's right."
Jiang Chen revealed a hint of memories. He did hit many people with this ruler back then, including Zhu Chongba, Genghis Khan, Zhao Kuangyin...
There were so many that he couldn't remember them all.
I only know that every time I took out the ruler, those people would kneel on the ground and admit their mistake. Sometimes they couldn't bear it and didn't do anything.
Most of the time it only serves as a deterrent.
"Then my dad must have been beaten too!"
Jiang Churan chuckled.
She had been scolded a lot when she was a child, so she naturally wanted to know the story of her father being beaten.
"I finally figured it out. The anchor is planning to sue her!"
"Brothers whose old father is still alive, please treat your daughters well, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"
"I wonder if the old man's martial arts is so good that he will cripple the anchor's father!"
Jiang Chen smiled faintly
When Jiang Churan started to explain interesting things about his son, he sat aside, holding his cheek with his hand and listening carefully.
"And that's all."
It took two hours to finally finish speaking. Jiang Chen picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"It's over so soon?" Jiang Churan still felt a little unfinished and said, "I always feel that there are many things that grandpa didn't say."
"If we had to tell everything about what happened over the years, it would take three days and three nights."
"It's time to work now. I'll tell you another day."
Jiang Chen walked outside, with his granddaughter following behind him.
When he was getting ready to work, a young woman in her twenties walked in at the gate of the farm. Her appearance was similar to that of Jiang Churan, and she was holding a basket and gift box in her hands.