Deserted Island: Late Stage Lazy Cancer Does Not Affect My Show and Break the Sky

Chu Zihang came to the mountain stream and cleaned the ingredients. He also peeled and cleaned all the rabbit meat along the way, and the internal organs were easily done.

After returning to the base, Chu Zihang started cooking the ingredients.

Faced with these precious ingredients, Chu Zihang was in trouble.

The practice of chicken fir is generally to dip chicken fir in oil, or make soup, so that the delicious soup of chicken fir can be used perfectly, so that the whole dish is full of the fresh aroma of chicken fir.

However, Chu Zihang has no condiments and tools for making soup, so he can only choose the most primitive barbecue method.

This also made him feel the pain!

In any case, be sure to quickly solve the problem of ingredients and cooking utensils.

Do not!

Chu Zihang suddenly thought of a new way!

So he started making new tools, a grill!

Use two wooden sticks on both sides of the fire, and the rabbit meat can be grilled on the wooden sticks.

After that, Chu Zihang began to make preparations and began to sharpen the sticks with a knife.

While he was busy with the ingredients, the live broadcast room has reached more than 300,000 popularity!

Zhang Ke'er was really overjoyed by such an impressive achievement.

In the live broadcast room, everyone watched the careful work of the scumbag, and chatted with each sentence, which was very comfortable.

Chuanchuan is a handsome guy: "Here is my father, my father is here!"

Zhao Chuanchuan, a well-known keyboard warrior on Weibo.

Relying on a big mouth to comment on all kinds of facts, all kinds of rhythm.

He also attracted more than one million fans of good things, named Chuan Jiajun, who is a good player with rhythm ability.

Now that he saw Wang Shiya's exaggerated articles, he came to crack down on fakes under the guidance of fans.

"The general army of Sichuan is airborne!!"

"Sister Ya, come and call Daddy!"

"I heard that there is a food live broadcast room here, let me see how the bark is eaten!"

Suddenly, with the arrival of Zhao Chuanchuan, a large group of spectators suddenly poured into the live broadcast room, turning the comfortable barrage into black smoke.

Then they saw Chu Zihang who was busy preparing dishes, and seeing those rare ingredients made them even more excited.

"Yeah, what's this? Rabbit meat? Where did this contestant get the rabbit meat? Let's hang it!"

"I got it! Is this a black hat chicken fir?"

"Is this a beehive? Where did you do this? Cheating!"

"Too! Dooto! Where can you get so much delicious food from a good wilderness live broadcast room?"

"Don't be fooled, everyone, this is all prepared by the props team, let's lie to the fool."

Zhang Ke'er frowned suddenly. She didn't know where this group of viewers came from. The number of people in her live broadcast room exceeded the 500,000 mark, and she became the best performer in the regional live broadcast room.

With this achievement, she may be able to get a promotion.

However, this kind of atmosphere really made her not like it.

Without thinking for more than a second, Zhang Ke'er immediately lowered her face and said angrily:

"New audience, just watch it when you come, don't take the rhythm. The food made by the scumbag is delicious, and he is not a caregiver. We are watching the whole process here. If you don't believe it, you can turn over the video."

These fans were suddenly unhappy. They always bullied people. This was the first time they were scolded by watching the live broadcast.

Chuanchuan is a handsome guy: "How do you talk? Who has the rhythm, what's up, no one else is allowed to talk about it in the live broadcast room, right?"

Mr. Chuan's No. 1 iron fan: "What's your attitude! You call it a gourmet live broadcast room, and can you cure anorexia? What are you talking about! Even if there are these things, how can it be delicious without condiments?"

President Chuan's pants: "Fuck, how did you act as a host, do you understand that customers are gods? We are your gods!"

Chuanchuan's number one fan girl: "What a scumbag? Critic! Apologize to our Chuan family army! Otherwise, this is not the end!"

"Hey, did I apologize to you? Still scolding my scumbag?"

Facing the unreasonable demands of these people, Zhang Keer was annoyed!

She would endure it if she scolded her, and even scolded her as an unparalleled hero.

This popularity, not worth mentioning!

"You are not allowed to talk about the scumbag, what's the matter?! I love to see it, but I don't want to leave, my aunt doesn't owe you anything!" Zhang Ke'er's expression turned down, and she was unafraid to steel the group of network locusts.

"Sister Ke'er is domineering! Kill this group of Internet locusts!"

"WDNMD! The dogs of the Chuan family give Laozi a jerk! Is the scumbag you can insult?"

"Are you customers? Have you consumed, you are customers? To die for!"

Suddenly, the ID for the fans of [Magic City Dashao] rewarded 10 rockets!

"My anorexia was cured by my little scumbag classmate. These are medical expenses for my little brother! Anyone who doesn't believe it, you can talk to me privately." [Wang Lan] rewarded 100 Chaohuo in one go, That is 200,000 soft sister coins!

"God? Smelly brother!"

"Chuan's dog gets rough!"

The old birds had one count at this time, and they all stood up!

Gifts are flying all over the live broadcast room, breaking one million in minutes!

In this battle, even the SS-level player Rose Goddess did not have the ability to absorb gold, which scared the Chuan family army directly.

And this kind of gift from the official live broadcast room, Chu Zihang can take 50%, and the rest is allocated by the guests and the official live broadcast room.

In other words, a farce made Chu Zihang 500,000 instead. . . .

"Okay, okay, everyone calmly watch the live broadcast. If you want to watch it, continue to watch it, and if you don't want to watch it, please leave."

Seeing that the two factions were quarreling, Zhang Keer didn't want to make the matter too much, so he acted as a peacemaker and changed the speaking conditions.

【Ding! Your viewing time has not reached 1 hour, the live broadcast room is in a mute state and cannot speak. 】

"Hey! Fuck me! Ban me! You're a real bullshit, you wait for me, I won't call Zhao Chuanchuan if you don't blow up your live broadcast room!"

Zhao Chuanchuan's face was ashen, his keyboard was about to be smashed, but he still couldn't scold anyone.

But what to scold?

He hasn't even seen what other players are like, how black!

So he could only watch the live broadcast angrily, preparing to find the black spots and bring the rhythm.

He wanted to take a look at what this player is capable of, so that so many spectators can speak for him.

But this look-.

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