Yu Yang sat back on the chair, turned on his mobile phone, and started live broadcasting. It was said that Yu Yang had not broadcast live since the Ukraine incident.
But when he entered his live broadcast room, he found that there were nearly 10 million people paying attention. Yu Yang touched his chin and estimated that he might be the biggest anchor of the seafood channel.
The live broadcast started, and in less than a minute, more than 10,000 people came in from Yu Yang's place. A group of people thought that Yu Yang would not live broadcast anymore, but when they saw that Yu Yang started broadcasting, they all ran in immediately.
Yu Yang coughed twice lightly. He was really not a live broadcast material, and he didn't know how to say hello at all. But since it was stipulated above, he had to follow the rules: "Dear viewers, good morning!"
"This morning, Yu Yang, you're probably Shi Lezhi. It's obviously night now. Oh, it seems to be daytime where you are. Where are you now?"
"Yu Yang, are you going to fight again? Are you going to live broadcast the fight for us?"
"Please live broadcast the battle. After watching your previous live broadcast, it is really not interesting to watch war movies or other games broadcast by other game anchors. They are not as exciting as your live broadcast!"
A group of people started to boo, and Yu Yang's previous live broadcast was the only one in the world, let alone in China.
Except for the people living in war-torn countries, who has seen war in this era? They have all seen it from movies and TV series, but the wars in movies and TV series are really fake, such as Eight Hundred Miles...such as Thunder Hidden in the Crotch
, such as cough cough...
Yu Yang smiled: "Hello everyone, I am Yu Yang. As you can see, my current location is in Congo, the Democratic Republic of the Congo. The content I will live broadcast for you today is different from before. The live broadcast was done for special reasons.
A battle with bloody scenes may cause discomfort to everyone, so today I will live broadcast something else for you to train new recruits!"
After Yu Yang finished speaking, the barrage began: "What fun is training new recruits? I don't want to watch, I don't want to watch, I want to watch the war!"
"Yes, we want to see fighting, we want to see blood!"
A group of people began to advocate below, but there were also sensible fans who spoke to Yu Yang: "Come on, the world is still peaceful. There are wars there every day, and people will die in wars. If the anchor fights, what if something goes wrong?
Okay, just watch the live broadcast with peace of mind, as long as the host is fine!"
"Anchor, if you live broadcast the recruit training, will it leak the secret? I have never been a soldier. I want to watch the training. I plan to join the army this year!"
"But anchor, you are training recruits in the Democratic Republic of the Congo. Has anchor immigrated? Have you gone abroad to train soldiers? Are our country's special forces training abroad?"
Yu Yang smiled and did not speak, but turned the camera over and pointed it at Lao Fu: "Lao Fu and I have joined a PMC company. Our first task now is to train a qualified army. Let's take a look.
Look, those in front are the soldiers I want to train, and our old friend, Lao Fu, Lao Fu, let’s say hello to everyone!” After Yu Yang finished speaking, he stood up from the chair.
After hearing what Yu Yang said, Lao Fu turned his head and looked at his phone and grinned: "Hello everyone, I am Lao Fu!" After saying that, Lao Fu continued training.
"Put your chest up, raise your head, draw in your abdomen, put your legs together, turn your head and look at me, all of you are watching!"
Lao Fu walked among the black people and taught them one by one. There was no way that there were only two people and it was impossible to divide them into one class and one class. Lao Fu could only make a rough judgment. Moreover, many of these black people had certain physical defects.
Some people can't stand straight.
"Everyone should maintain this posture and stand in place for twenty minutes. If anyone's movements are deformed and I find out, I will give him a good education!"
After Lao Fu finished speaking, he put on his sunglasses and started patrolling the field, while Yu Yang stood at the front of the queue and observed to prevent anyone from being lazy.
Although this group of black people are very bad, in general they still know that there is such a thing as a queue. When a group of people stand on the playground, they all follow the basic queue. Otherwise, it will take a while for Yu Yang and Lao Fu to educate the queue.
"Third in the first row, keep your legs together. Don't be lazy. If you are caught by me, run twenty laps along the playground!"
Yu Yang squinted at the group of black people. Among them, the black man standing in the front row saw Lao Fu going to the back row. He secretly wanted to loosen his legs and take a rest, but he was immediately noticed by Yu Yang.
"Holy shit, he's really a black man. Yu Yang is so awesome. Training black soldiers always makes me feel inexplicably happy!"
"By the way, can someone explain what a PMC is? I'm a scumbag and I can't understand what it is? A mercenary? I read that in the novels, mercenaries are used to train soldiers for some government forces or anti-government forces."
, Isn’t this what Yu Yang’s current job is? And what language was Yu Yang speaking just now? I didn’t understand CET-6? Is it an African indigenous language?”
"PMC, as the name suggests, means military contractor. It is not a mercenary. Mercenaries are illegal organizations and criminals. Don't confuse them with each other. It seems that Yu Yang joined a large PMC to receive military training from some small countries.
The task is, I don’t know which organization it is.”
"I don't know Mingli, but I still feel very powerful. Is there anyone who can continue to educate me about it?"
"What Yu Yang just said was French. I'm a French student. Holy shit, Yu Yang is really good. He's such a top student. He could speak English and Russian when he was in Ukraine, and now he can also speak French. It looks like
Yu Yang can speak at least four languages. Even if he is not a soldier, he can still be a translator, 666666"
"Four languages are nothing. I can speak Beijing dialect, Northeastern dialect, Mandarin, Shaanxi dialect, Cantonese and Sichuan dialect. I can speak six languages!"
Yu Yang ignored the barrage, but continued to put his cell phone on his chest and began to train these black soldiers. After receiving the money, he had to do things. As a man, you have to be conscientious, and you still need to train them casually.
Black people are smarter than Yu Yang thought. He used to think that black people are very stupid. But after Yu Yang got in contact with these black people, he found that black people are not too stupid, and they are also a little smart. At least they are pretty good at sneaking and cheating.
A bit of a moral person, as Ma Shimei once said, laziness has no national boundaries.
For the next whole week, Yu Yang trained these black soldiers to stand in military posture, and Yu Yang also saw all kinds of cheating and sneaky things he had done in the recruit camp.
