Anticipating the beginning, Ye Wan never expected that it would end like this.
You can also link her to a financial anchor or an archeology anchor.
When you link up with an old monk, do you want her to follow him to Amitabha Buddha?
Dinglingling's cell phone rang, and Ye Wan picked it up casually.
A burst of pleasant laughter "hahahahaha" came from the receiver.
Qiu Yuze was in a good mood, "Honghuang, you are very lucky. The old monk Xuanmiao is a very kind person. Every time he talks to his fans with a kind face, recites a few lines of Amitabha, and pours a few bowls of chicken soup for the soul, the live broadcast is over. Not bad, not bad,
The interactive link won't be until eight o'clock tomorrow night. You should hurry up and read the Vajra Mantra, the Great Compassion Mantra and so on a few times tomorrow. Let's hold on to the Buddha's feet for the time being and we won't lose too badly!"
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lose?
Ye Wan keenly caught the keyword, "Isn't it an interactive link? Is there a winner or loser?"
"Of course!"
Qiu Yuze explained patiently: "Otherwise, the platform is idle? There is no winning or losing. The anchors have eaten too much to do this thankless job."
"Today and tomorrow, there will be 25 interactions every day. They will be ranked according to the number of fans and gifts increased in each interaction. Those who win will advance to the next interaction, and those who lose will stop here."
"After each PK, the top three on the interactive list, that is, the final three people in this 'Dreams Come into Reality', will be promoted according to the results. This is also the result that the anchors want."
Knowing that Ye Wan was not interested at all in whether he was a bronze anchor or a king anchor, Qiu Yuze said bluntly: "Each level of anchors is different from the platform's classification levels, you know!"
Ye Wan's eyes lit up.
"In other words, the higher the level, the more you get and the less you get from the platform?"
"That's right!"
"Great, I understand, hang up, I'm going to chant sutras!"
The phone was hung up unexpectedly, with the girl's playful "I'm going to recite sutras" still ringing in his ears. Qiu Yuze said: "..."
Ye Wan's fingers flew and she clicked on the live broadcast of Old Monk Xuanmiao with the largest number of people online.
As soon as the scene started, Ye Wan's eyes lit up.
A Zen room with bright and clean windows.
The picture quality is average, and it can be concluded that the other party does not even use any live broadcast equipment, it is just an ordinary smartphone.
But the simple and clean nanmu table, the wooden fish on the table, and the bamboo futon in front of the table, every object exists just right, as if it has always been there for hundreds or thousands of years.
The impetuous mood can't help but calm down.
When the trembling old monk came over, sat on the futon, opened the scriptures and started to read, the distracting thoughts in his heart and mind flew out of the sky, and the feeling of being washed clean became even more obvious.
In the first half, I chanted sutras, and in the second half, I chatted about daily life.
The old monk spoke a few words, each of which contained great wisdom, which is often referred to as chicken soup for the soul.
After a live broadcast, not to mention the hundreds of millions of fans in the live broadcast room, even Ye Wan felt refreshed.
The depression caused by a series of changes such as the death of his parents and the bankruptcy of his company.
The anger after being slandered and the pride after fighting back.
I feel relieved a lot.
Even before going to bed, she was still thinking about the old monk's Zen words, and Ye Wan felt indescribably calm.
Unconsciously, the online discussion of this live broadcast has surpassed the other 49.
The next morning, as soon as Ye Wan opened her eyes, she received a WeChat message from Tang Mulin, "Wan, Wan, Wan, you are hung up again!"
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