Song Tan Jishi

"what is this?"

Song Sancheng frowned: "How come his characters are bigger than others', and they are colorful?"

Zhang Yanping also had a complicated expression: "Because this person gave Qiao Qiao a reward of 100 yuan."

He pointed to the list next to him again: "Uncle, look at our Qiao Qiao, we can make money now! After a live broadcast, I received a reward of 1,600 yuan, and at least I got more than 700 yuan—"

However, Qiao Qiao, who was broadcasting live, couldn't read too many words at all, and he was so absorbed in packing honey that he didn't have time to watch it at all.

At this moment, I saw him wearing gauze on his head in front of the screen, heaved a sigh of relief, and then put two pieces of honeycomb into the honey shaker bucket.

Then, his relieved voice sounded: "Now, Mr. Qiao Qiao is going to shake the honey."

Song Sancheng:? ? ?

That's it?

Is it so easy for young people to make money now?

Zhang Yanping's expression was complicated: It's really not that easy.

But what about making money? Sometimes, just like farming, there is a little bit of metaphysics.

Song Tan didn't leave at all, and the three of them watched the live broadcast in the bamboo forest, head to head.

Zhang Yanping listened to the colorful fireworks exploding in the live broadcast room, and Song Sancheng looked at Qiao Qiao, who could only vaguely see his head and face on the screen, and his serious movements.

Song Tan, on the other hand, looked at the barrage seriously, wanting to see the secret to making a fortune and the password to open the traffic.

Then I found out that the top few on the list all spoke, saying that this live broadcast has magical powers, and it makes people drowsy after listening to it, and then a good sleep...

She checked the time again, and it was less than two hours in total. How long can this good sleep last?

Look at their names again——

Okay, the first one on the list is called [I really want to sleep for another five hundred years], the second one is called [Insomnia Anxiety Patient], and the third one is called [I don’t want to roll but I can’t sleep].

Look at the labels posted on the live broadcast room, one of them is actually [White Noise].

Okay, this is not only a pastoral video, but also a sleeping video. One category, two audience groups.

But why?

Although Qiao Qiao has been nourished by the aura during this period of time, he is light and healthy, but it cannot be transmitted through electromagnetic waves!

Now that he can have this ability, thinking about it, it is really his unique charm.

The little voice was clear and bright, and because he had no other distractions, the rhythm of his speech was always stable, not in a hurry, but more and more in the rhythm of sleeping.

In the camera, Qiao Qiao is stirring the handle of the honey bucket, and the spleen inside is rumbling, and there is also a rhythm that is neither fast nor slow.

He didn't speak any more, but the expression on his face was extremely serious. After the turning was finally over, Qiao Qiao spoke again:

"Okay, the honey shake is over, we are going to take out the bee's home."

He took out the honeycomb on the shaker bucket, and there were strands of orange-brown honey flowing down from it. Under the not-so-superior camera lens of the live broadcast room, it appeared crystal clear.

The drop of honey fell down a long way, and then fell decisively into the bucket.

At this moment, Zhang Yanping, who had tasted honey, couldn't help but roll his throat.

The barrage was indeed a salivating sound.

Then someone asked:

[Anchor, do you sell honey? How much is it? 】

More and more people asked, but Qiao Qiao didn't look at the screen at all.

Just a more serious voice came:

"There's still some honey left to shake, but that's all right, we'll leave it for the baby bees."

"Okay," he put the two combs back into the beehive and rearranged the beehive before returning to the camera.

"Now Teacher Qiaoqiao is going back to put the honey away. The honey costs 1,000 yuan a catty. My sister said it is very precious, so we should keep it well."

"Kids, Teacher Qiao Qiao is out of class."

After he finished class, he didn't realize that the live broadcast needed to be turned off, so he still cleaned up the honey bucket by himself.

The barrage froze briefly.

at this time!

Suddenly, a huge dog's head emerged from the bushes on the side.

Then there was a soft "Wow".

Qiao Qiao immediately put back the basin that was packed aside: "My lord, why are you here?"

The king slowly emerged from the bushes. His huge body also made everyone in the live broadcast room forget the price of the horror before, and then let out a series of exclamations again——

[Is this a dog? is this a dog How can there be such a big dog? 】

[Damn it's so big! What kind of dog is this? 】

The king didn't speak, but just stood up, with two front paws resting on Jojo's shoulders, looking a head taller than Jojo.

In the live broadcast room, all the audience who saw this scene were shocked.

However, at the next moment, the mighty and huge dog snorted suddenly, and then put its huge head on Qiao Qiao's neck, causing the gauze on his head to be squeezed out of shape.

Qiao Qiao then laughed, and couldn't help but hugged the king's chest and rubbed against it.

"I see, do you smell honey?"

He looked carefully like a thief, then lowered his voice:

"Then let's eat a little while my sister is away."

The king immediately withdrew his front paws, then stood there again, raised his head and let out a cheerful "Wow", his tail wagging like a hot wheel.

Song Tan: ...

It stands to reason that she has aura, these dogs should be more humane and gentle in front of her, right?

Zhang Yanping on the side coughed in embarrassment, looked left and right, but dared not meet Song Tan's eyes.

Song Sancheng frowned: "This silly boy, how can such expensive honey be given to dogs? His own father and I have to rinse the spoon to drink honey water."

"That's it!" Zhang Yanping shared the same hatred:

"How can you give it to dogs?"

The next moment, Qiao Qiao fished out a piece of crushed honeycomb the size of a palm from a basin beside him.

There is still brown thick honey in the creamy yellow honeycomb.

He broke off piece by piece, like feeding jelly beans, and let the king carefully stick out his tongue and roll it away from his palm.

Then he broke off a piece with his fingers, lifted the gauze and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You are together, I am together, don't let my sister know."

It looked exactly the same as when he and Dabai shared the biscuits.

Song Sancheng felt distressed and sour again:

"The honeycomb is a good thing. Why did you feed the king like this? I didn't even eat it!"

Zhang Yanping felt even more sour: "That's right! I didn't eat it either, he just gave it last time—"

Halfway through speaking, he paused again.

But Song Tan sighed: This silly boy, he said he couldn't pick up the gauze.

This is great, although there is some distance, but half of his face can be seen again in the live broadcast room!

Looking at the live broadcast room again, it was indeed "bang bang" that several fireworks bloomed——

[Anchor, what kind of dog is this? Seek variety. 】

[Anchor, what does this dog eat every day? 】

[This honey looks delicious, anchor, how much is the honey? The last link chant. 】

[The anchor looks so good-looking! 】