This is a new account created by Li He alone for Fat Duner.
In the live broadcast room, Fatty was eating snacks on the table.
Two school beauties sat on either side, one was responsible for opening snack bags and handing out snacks.
One is responsible for gently kneading the fat man and giving it a massage.
In the live broadcast room, countless viewers stared blankly: "Wow, Pig is the winner!"
"If a pig can do this, it's worth it!"
"If I could be like him, it would be nice to be a pig."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuupuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoriuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuoribelt, Chubby is so cute, I think you can rub it with your hands."
"Hehe, I just went to Yagyu Village last week and took a photo with Fatty."
"..."
The comment area was very lively.
"When our fat uncle has had enough rest, let him perform his talent for you."
Li He's voice came.
"Dancing?"
"You can't use your skateboard indoors, right?"
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Five minutes later, Li He urged Pang Dun'er, "Okay, Pang Dun'er, let's start."
Fatty jumped up.
The employees took off the objects on the table and put pens, ink, paper and inkstones on them.
Pang Dun'er took a fine Hu pen from the beautiful employee, chewed the Hu pen straight, and dipped the side of his head in ink.
The movements are stylish.
If part of it is covered, outsiders will just think that someone is holding the tail of the brush.
"Calligraphy?
Or painting?”
"Isn't it too fake?
I do not believe!"
"If it could do painting or calligraphy, I would give it a gift right away."
"It's nothing to pay for a gift, I'll live stream it and swallow the Oli right away!"
The comment section was very lively.
The number of people online has soared, exceeding 10 million all the way.
More than 90% of the popularity of the entire Haisha platform came to Pang Duner's live broadcast room.
In full view of everyone, the brush under Fat Dun'er's mouth moved smoothly and neatly.
When the first word "白" appeared, the audience's eyes widened.
"nb! Damn, I can really write calligraphy."
"What kind of pig is this?"
"Looking for a breed, I want to raise one too."
"Li He, when will Fatty'er have a baby? Pre-order one for 100,000 yuan!"
"..."
Under countless pairs of eyes, Pang Dun'er finished writing an ancient poem.
The font is vigorous and powerful, showing a sense of freedom and charm.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that this calligraphy work was written by a pig!
Li He's cell phone rang.
It's a rich fan he has made friends with.
"Li He, I bought this calligraphy!"
On the phone, the man was extremely excited.
"200,000 yuan, no counteroffer."
Li He didn't expect that someone would buy the words so soon.
He thought about it and gave a price directly.
"200,000?
You are so damn... so cruel! The works of modern first-class calligraphers may not be so expensive!"
What matters to a calligrapher is not only the level of the calligrapher, but also the reputation!
Like antique calligraphy and paintings, prices vary widely.
Tang Bohu, Mi Fu and their ilk are worth tens of millions to over 100 million.
Some of the calligraphers of their contemporaries might have done it for less than 100,000 yuan.
"Alas, let alone Fatty's level, first-class calligraphers may admire him. As the world's first pig who can write calligraphy, and the world's most famous Internet celebrity pig.
"Do you know how much collection value and market potential its works will have?"
Li He sighed with emotion and accused the other party of not knowing the goods.
"If you hadn't known me so well, I wouldn't have sold it even if I didn't have 1 million, you know?
!”
200,000 is already considered a sky-high price.
But Li He felt that the value of Pang Duner's works was far more than 200,000.
Of course, it's just his personal opinion now.
The true value depends on market reaction.
As the first buyer, Li He didn't ask too much.
"This...what you said does make sense, but your price is too exaggerated. Can it be cheaper?"
"Do you want love...another friend called me."
Li He glanced at his phone and said, "If you don't want it, hang up first. I'm busy here."
"No, no, no, I want it. Keep this calligraphy for me, and I'll pay you right away!"
The man was anxious and felt more and more that what Li He said made sense.
Tens of millions of people were watching in the live broadcast room, and there were many people who had the same desire to buy as him.
"good."
Li He nodded in agreement.
Pang Dun'er looked at the work with satisfaction, then pressed his little hoof into the ink pad, leaving red footprints in the corner of the work.
This is its unique way of sealing.
"Xiao Li, put it in front of the camera, get closer, and let everyone enjoy it."
Li He ordered his assistant.
Two employees stepped forward, picked up the rice paper, and displayed it completely in the live broadcast room.
Many people commented on the work: "It's a little sloppy, but considering the person who wrote this work is a pig, no matter how bad it is, it's still a very impressive thing."
Immediately, another audience from the other camp retorted angrily: "Wrong?
Don’t you know there is a kind of calligraphy called cursive script?”
"This calligraphy level is very high, okay?"
What's more, they called out, "Everyone in calligraphy! A pig can actually have this level of skill!"
"I have studied calligraphy for ten years. When I saw this work, I felt ashamed. It is not even half as good as it is!"
On Li He's side, the cell phone kept ringing.
"Li He, I want to customize a piece of work. You ask me to write "The Wine Will Come in"! How much it will cost, you ask!"
"Sorry, it can only write 8 poems now, and Jiang Jinjiu is not among them."
Li He replied, and then told the other party which poems were specific.
"Then just think about it! How much is it?"
"200,000!"
"Damn...it's so cheap.
Hurry, it’s best to write it down in front of the camera.”
"clear."
That night, a total of more than ten people bid for Pang Dun'er's masterpiece.
After fifteen people, Li He decided not to sell any more works.
The reactions of these people convinced Li He that there was definitely room for growth in Pang Dun'er's calligraphy works.
The more you sell now, the more you will lose in the future.
The two-hour live broadcast ended with Zhao Hexiu coming in and taking Fatty to bed.
Everyone's thoughts are still unfinished.
As it approached twelve o'clock in the evening, Pang Dun'er's calligraphy writing became a hot search topic, and the number of hot searches soared.
There are more than 10 million related discussions.
This morning, in the restaurant.
Li He, who had panda eyes, pulled up a stool and sat down, with an excited look on his face.
“The response to last night’s live broadcast was very good.”
Zhou Huayang glanced at Li He.
Even if he didn't follow the live broadcast, he had some speculations after seeing news pop-ups about "Piggy, Calligraphy" pop-up on his mobile phone this morning.
"Very good! The live broadcast data has set a new record for major live broadcast platforms. The gift revenue last night totaled 15 million yuan!"
"How many?"
Zhao Hexiu turned around suddenly and widened her eyes.
Zhou Tiezhu's mouth twitched, "Before our village, a family's annual income was considered good if it was 40,000 yuan."
"15 million yuan!"
Li He smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Many wealthy people also bought Pang Dun'er's works for 200,000 yuan each, and sold 15 of them! A total of 3 million yuan."
Poof! Zhou Tiezhu’s chopsticks fell.
"Isn't it?"
Alice turned her head to look at Li He, and then looked at Pang Dun'er who was eating breakfast questioningly, "That's it?"
200,000 for a word?”
Alice thought for a while, then said with a shy smile: "Then wouldn't my handwriting be more expensive?"