My Hard-Working Skills Were Exposed, And The Police Asked Me To File For The Record

Chapter 33: The anchor has no future without special effects!

Fang Hao looked at the bullet screens floating past one by one, and didn't pay much attention to them.

He was not a glass-hearted person, and he didn't bother to care about what these people said.

Otherwise, Fang Hao would not be live broadcasting since they talked about special effects.

Without saying much, he still stood in front of the board and continued his practice.

Over and over again, over and over again.

By stepping into the state of inner scene comprehension for the second time, he gained a lot of comprehension, and also understood the difficulties and obstacles of his own path of practice.

After all, the difficulties encountered along the way are not of the same order of magnitude as those who walk along the established route and those who create a new path alone.

He is completely crossing the river by feeling the stones, and he is still blind.

Only continuous practice, continuous comprehension, and even more efforts can be used to sharpen oneself and seek the possibility of breakthrough.

However, Fang Hao's mentality has always been calm, and he is not in a hurry for success.

Meals need to be eaten one bite at a time, and the road needs to be taken step by step. Only by laying a good foundation can one go further on the road of future practice.

Unknowingly.

Three hours have passed.

Fang Hao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his "war results", and smiled with satisfaction.

During these three hours of practice, every ten times, there is a half chance that the silver needle can be completely submerged into the wood board, and it is only a little bit that it can completely pass through the wood board.

This is the second time he stepped into the inner scene perception, he summed up the experience since then, combined with the actual practice, and achieved the results.

He is still very satisfied with this result.

To be able to achieve such a level without entering the state of interior comprehension is already greatly surpassing ordinary people, even better than some old masters.

What else is he dissatisfied with.

He turned his head and looked at the live broadcast room.

There are only about 500 people left.

[The anchor is okay today, he knows how to restrain himself, and he didn't let the silver needle go through the wood. 】

[Unfortunately, I wanted to record a screen for the anchor and post it online, but I didn't expect the anchor to be so weak. 】

[You people, it’s really too much. When the anchor used special effects, you thought the anchor used special effects. Now that the anchor doesn’t use special effects, you think the anchor doesn’t use special effects. What do you want? (dog head)]

Fang Hao laughed it off, waved his hands at the camera and said: "Everyone, today's live broadcast is over here. If there is nothing to do tomorrow, I will still broadcast at this time, on time and on time."

After speaking, after saying hello, the live broadcast room was closed.

After a comfortable stretch, Fang Hao stepped out of the room.

As soon as I came to the living room, I saw my younger sister Fang Shu sitting on the sofa, her small face like a porcelain doll was full of sadness.

"What's the matter? Frowning, who made you unhappy again." Fang Hao jokingly went to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of happy water.

Fang Shu pouted, and put her white and tender feet on the coffee table: "Brother, I'm going to a class reunion tonight."

"Isn't this good, does it cost money?" Fang Hao asked after taking a big gulp of happy water and swallowing.

Fang Shu shook her head: "That's not necessary, someone treats you."

"Then hurry up, how can you miss such a good thing as a treat." Fang Hao sat down on the sofa and put his feet on the coffee table.

Fang Shu still shook her head: "But there is a guy I hate very much."

"It won't stop you from cooking." Fang Hao casually turned on the TV.

Fang Shu said: "This is the guy I hate to treat guests to dinner."

Fang Hao: ...

At this time, Fang Shu turned her head and stared at her brother with a pair of moist and full eyes: "Brother, why don't you go with me, so that annoying guy will not dare to see you by my side." Reckless."

Fang Hao thought carefully about his sister's proposal.

Immediately afterwards.

Gululu~

Stomach growled in protest.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

"Brother, do you agree?"

"Don't talk nonsense, what to eat."

"Hmm... I don't know either, it said it was at the Golden Sea Hotel."

"Fuck? It's so high-end, let's go! Change clothes quickly, don't let people wait in a hurry."

...

Emerald District.

click.

The heavy anti-theft door was slammed shut.

Liang Yuzhu had just returned from the police station, tiredness was written all over his face.

The police had just talked to her again, and the content was what she had speculated about, plus some details about the incident as a party involved, and so on.

When I entered the police station, the sun was shining brightly, and when I left the police station, the sky was full of stars.

Even, she came back by herself, and her father worked overtime again, saying that he wanted to find out the dangerous person hiding in the dark as soon as possible.

Sitting slumped on the sofa, Liang Yuzhu picked up the phone, skillfully opened the live broadcast software, and looked for the familiar live broadcast room.

[The anchor you are following is not live~]

There was no live broadcast?

No, it should be the end of the live broadcast.

That's right, he broadcasts live in the afternoon every day, and each time he broadcasts for three hours, he will download it when the time comes, almost on time.

Without thinking too much, Liang Yuzhu put down his cell phone and lay on his side on the sofa, feeling that his eyelids were heavy. Then, slowly and gently, he closed his eyes and breathed evenly.

...

Outside the Golden Sea Hotel.

Fang Shu changed into a simple casual outfit without makeup.

She looked at her brother with a solemn expression, and asked: "Brother, it's agreed, you can just eat for a while, and don't fight with others, do you understand?"

Fang Hao yawned and nodded: "Don't worry, my task today is to cook."

"Huh...huh? And protect me from that annoying guy!"

"You just said that I only care about eating and nothing else."

"Did I just say that? Forget it, you can figure it out. I believe you will never look at your lovely sister and be harassed by others, right?"

"What's the name of that guy you hate?"

Hearing her brother's words, Fang Shu's face instantly collapsed, and she murmured, "You'll know when you see it."

Fang Hao made an "ok" gesture and turned around: "You go in first, I'll go find a store nearby, buy something, and then I'll go in."

I don't have enough silver needles for practice at home, so I just came out today to buy some silver needles.