At night, Li He posted updates to Haisha and other platform accounts early in the morning.
"Tonight, Pang Dun'er will start a live broadcast. Big bosses and fans, welcome me."
Within an hour, there were more than 100,000 messages on eight platforms.
Its popularity is evident.
After all, Li He’s self-media studio usually has Fatty’s videos, even if they are just clips of daily life, they have a very high number of views.
Countless people have long been waiting eagerly for Fatty's live broadcast.
“You can watch Fatty’s mukbang again!”
"Hey, I love the way this little pig eats slowly and greedily."
"Will Heibao participate?"
"When will those two foreign blonde ladies start their live broadcast?"
"I want to watch the live broadcast of sisters Bina and Sally! As long as they are willing to live broadcast, I will give them a thousand super hot shots!"
The fans are very enthusiastic.
In addition to the expectations for Pang Duner's live broadcast, some fans also have other wishes.
Half an hour before the show starts.
Li He mysteriously posted another update, "The content of the live broadcast will definitely shock your attention. It is more magical than skateboarding. I hope you will not be stingy with gifts when the time comes."
The membership group is extremely lively.
The people who can be among them are wealthy people who easily give Li He gifts worth two to three hundred thousand yuan.
"Li He, why are you pretending to be mysterious?"
"Isn't it Fatty who wants to show off his driving skills?
If it could drive, I would write my name backwards."
Sheng Zidi said.
"What's so surprising about driving? A unicycle is also a car.
Haven’t you ever seen a black bear drive a unicycle?”
"Come on, with Chubby's short legs, whether he can reach the pedals is still a problem."
“@李河, come out quickly and keep it a secret from your own people?
Believe it or not, I will cancel the quarantine immediately?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Reveal it quickly, or else it will be canceled!"
"I have prepared 200,000 yuan of personal money. It's very difficult for me to do it like this."
There were nearly a hundred people making a lot of noise.
Li He had no choice but to show up and casually sent a piece of Fatty'er's 'masterpiece'.
"What do you think of this calligraphy?"
"There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, and I suspect it is frost on the ground.
Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown.
The calligraphy is really sloppy. If I hadn’t memorized this poem, I might not have been able to recognize it.”
"Li He, your work?
It's just so-so. Although it's sloppy, the size is neatly arranged, so it's considered an introduction."
"What I wrote is better than this."
"..."
"It's a bit strange. After staring at it for a while, I actually feel a little homesick."
"ah?
Do you feel this way too?"
"Amazing! No wonder the more I look at it, the more charming the calligraphy becomes!"
"..."
He took one look at each one and quickly expressed his opinion.
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Li He held his forehead and roughly judged the calligraphy level and appreciation ability of these fans.
According to Zhou Huayang, vulgar people who are uneducated and do not understand appreciation have no patience to appreciate the charm of this calligraphy.
Naturally, I can’t taste any wonderful feeling.
Those who have a little patience and are willing to immerse themselves in calligraphy can feel the indescribable charm.
Calligraphy enthusiasts will praise this calligraphy very much.
As for the calligraphy masters, they will be shocked by the extraordinary work at a glance.
"Don't change the subject with a broken word!"
Some people were self-righteous and believed that Li He was deceiving them.
"ah?
You guys, the words I displayed are related to tonight’s live broadcast!”
Li He responded with a wry smile.
"Silent Night Thoughts..." is a widely circulated poem that expresses homesickness.
But other than that, what else is special?
Is it related to the live broadcast?”
Everyone racked their brains and couldn't figure it out.
"This is written by Pang Dun'er! This is his work, don't you understand?"
Li He reluctantly named them.
Two or three seconds after the message was sent, the group was completely silent.
But soon, the news flashed by quickly.
"real or fake?"
"Li He, don't make any gimmicks! If it can't be written, I will cancel it on the spot."
"I do not believe.
Ordinary people who don't have three to five years old can't write this kind of calligraphy. How can a fat pig write this kind of calligraphy with his hoofs?
Unless the sow climbs a tree!"
"Speaking of which, Fatty can climb trees...even though he is a male."
"Three to five years?
I just showed it to my grandpa. He is the vice president of the Provincial Calligraphy Association and has a very high level of calligraphy. He believes that this is the work of a great calligrapher. How can he reach this level in three to five years?"
"..."
There was a lot of exclamation.
Various questions were raised about Li He's words.
"Please look forward to the live broadcast tonight.
If Fatty'er can't write calligraphy of the same level, I will quit the circle immediately."
Li He vowed to do so.
He changed the subject, "But if it does it, don't be stingy. After all, I promised it to start broadcasting and gave it fifty Huahelou roast ducks!"
"Holy crap, fifty roast ducks?
You are such a bastard!"
"Whether it's true or not, as long as you let it be broadcast live every day, I will pay for fifty roast ducks every day!"
Some local tycoons showed generous expressions.
After Li He finished speaking, he turned off his phone.
In the live broadcast room, more than a dozen staff were debugging the camera and checking the equipment.
Li He welcomed Fatty Er like a eunuch serving Lafayette.
"Pang Dun'er, look, Liu Yueniang and I have ordered fifty roast ducks."
He showed the chat history on his mobile phone.
Fatty actually got close to the phone and looked at it.
This guy knows how to read!
"Hmm!"
That's good.
Pang Dun'er nodded calmly and rushed into the room with great air.
I walked around the room, played with two or three staff ladies, and enjoyed their massage.
"Are you ready with pen and paper?"
Li He asked his assistant.
"Everything is ready."
The assistant answered.
Li He glanced around the live broadcast room.
"Pang Dun'er, you don't have to write too fast when the time comes, just take your time. It will be live broadcast for an hour and a half tonight."
Li He instructed.
Fatty ignored him.
Li He looked at his phone and said, "It's almost time. Let's start the live broadcast."
Fatty'er picked up the pen.
"Xiao Li, please help me by helping me dip in the ink. Try not to let the ink spill out, so as not to affect the live broadcast."
Li He was very aware of Pang Dun'er's rude actions.
If it weren't for this guy's work, Zhao Hexiu and his wife would be very happy.
You might get beaten for dirtying the study room and floor.
There are millions of viewers waiting in the live broadcast room, and the comment area is very busy.
When it started airing, the barrage became even crazier.
Many people bought gifts one after another, ranging from a few cents to thousands of dollars.
In just a few seconds after it appeared, it received a gift worth hundreds of thousands.
On the Haisha platform, the live broadcast rooms of anchors in various divisions are less popular than before by half or more.
"Pang Dun'er is on the air.
Little sister, I’m going to watch the live broadcast, goodbye.”
"Pang Dun'er is about to start broadcasting."
"Let's go, let's go watch Fat Dun'er's live broadcast."
Under each live broadcast room, messages related to Fat Duner flashed across.
Many anchors were dumbfounded, watching the number of people in their live broadcast rooms drop at a speed visible to the naked eye.