Let you broadcast live! But you let the koi go beyond to kill pigs?

Chapter 26 Lucky Draw!

Just when the number of people in the live broadcast room stabilized at more than 10 people.

Zhang Chaoyue heard the system prompt:

[The host's popularity reaches 10, and four consecutive draw rewards will be given]

Zhang Chaoyue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled happily.

The audience thought that she was happy because she had finished the Youth League, but they didn't know there was another reason.

【Extract】

The system emits a notification sound for the lottery draw.

【Ding Ding Ding...】

After a series of beeps, there are two things worth noting in the end.

[Special Acting Branch: Folk Artist LV7]

【One piggy bank】

The two new folk artist skills are
— limericks!

— Folk singing! (with a folk song)
"Is this considered a folk art?"

"The scope of folklore is too wide, right?"

Zhang Chaoyue was a little confused.

Liger, what's the use of this?
Folk songs?

Can it be replaced by a popular song?Ballads are fine too!
While she couldn't help but want to complain, she also felt a faint pleasure of upgrading.

The sense of accomplishment of collecting!

This is LV7, six mastery-level folk arts.

Although it feels useless.

Her attention was basically on the piggy bank, because it was really a piggy bank...

It's very rough, the kind that costs [-] yuan a roadside stall.

The lucky draw for [-] online viewers is hard-won, so the system draws here for me?
Depression is depression, and it does not prevent Zhang Chaoyue from focusing on the folk song that was given away...

……

【Folk Song: On the Qingming Rain】

The sun shines through the window at the dawn of the west bridge and the clouds shake by themselves
I think of the corners of your clothes that were swaying slightly in the lotus wind back then

Woodcarving golden years and ripples Sealed seven years ago

Because I spend my life only for you
……

I'm wandering in the world and can't find your heaven

East Ping West Mirror Fang wishing not to forget
Chrysanthemums are sent to your side again on the Qingming Rain

Sing softly your favorite song

……

In an instant, words, music, arrangement, and all kinds of information poured into Zhang Chaoyue's mind.

"On the Qingming Rain" is a Chinese-style song composed and sung by Xu Song, which was included in Xu Song's first music album "Customization" released in 2009.

The moment the lottery came out, Zhang Chaoyue had already mastered the song.

Hey, this is not bad!

Before time travel, Zhang Chaoyue was also a fan of Lao Xu, and of course he loved Lao Xu's songs.

Although...she couldn't figure out why this song became a folk custom in this parallel world...

Apart from Zhang Chaoyue's doubts, he was full of joy.

She has also heard the song Qingming Rain.

It just coincides with the Ching Ming Festival.

Especially suitable for those family members who have passed away!
Humming softly in his mouth, Zhang Chaoyue's eyes gradually turned red.

……

Early in the morning, Zhang Chaoyue's family got up and was busy for a while.

When the film crew just woke up, they saw that Zhang Chaoyue had already set the table, and Zhang's mother was holding the bowls and chopsticks, and when they woke up, she called them over for breakfast.

"Brothers, let's wash up and prepare to eat. The dishes and chopsticks are ready for you."

Seeing the photographer and the staff coming over, Zhang Chaoyue shouted with a smile.

Originally, when they heard Mama Zhang's warm greeting, the staff wanted to be polite.

But she greeted her twice, especially since Zhang Chaoyue had spoken, and it would be impolite to be pretentious, even though she didn't hold a butcher's knife in her hand.

So they all said politely:

"It's hard to turn down the hospitality! Then we will not be polite."

As he spoke, he helped Zhang's mother move the chair and sit down together.

"Hey, Auntie, your steamed stuffed bun goes with this soup, it's perfect."

"Yeah, yeah, I used to feel a little tired of eating pork buns in the morning, but it's refreshing when paired with this soup."

Zhang Chaoyue's mother laughed from ear to ear.

"This is Qingming Vegetable Soup, drink more if you like it!"

"Ching Ming dishes?"

Seeing that a big buddy looked at her suspiciously, Mother Zhang explained with a smile:
"Qingming vegetable is a kind of wild vegetable in our hometown. Its growth period is only a few days during the Qingming Festival. After that, you can't eat it."

"That's why we pick a small bag every Qingming Festival to dry and store."

The deputy photographer asked his own doubts:
"Why do you have to dry it and store it? Isn't the fresh one more delicious? It won't have the same taste when it's dried."

"This Qingming dish is also a traditional Chinese medicine. It can cure coughs, lower blood pressure, and treat peptic ulcers."

After listening to Zhang Chaoyue's patient explanation, the staff also wanted to pick some and send them home.

After all, they don't have such a thing, so it's rare!

"There's no digging for this vegetable, I'll go pick some and go home."

Chaoyue's mother enthusiastically introduced: "It's beside the dam you passed by when you came here. I'll ask Chaoyue to pick some back for you."

"That's not necessary. We still have to work. It's just a joke."

The photography buddies were a little embarrassed to hear that they had to go out of their way to help them.

This is eaten and taken, and it is not a joke!

After a while, the food bottomed out, and they all wiped their mouths with unsatisfied expressions.

The live broadcast room has been opened, and the number of people online has increased from the very few that just started the broadcast to the present, reaching 10 people in just 3 minutes.

The barrage is also active.

"Family, who knows, watching this kind of eating and broadcasting early in the morning will make the children hungry!"

"The broadcast has started, and today is another day of taking a long pose with Zhang Chaoyue. I really want to try that Qingming dish."

"Is the posture upstairs serious?"

"..."

The little sunspots who get up early have melons to eat.

"Isn't it just wild vegetables? If you entertain the photographer brother, you will give them wild vegetables. What about the pig you killed earlier? Miser!"

"That's right, people follow you every day, and you threaten them with a knife from time to time, and you don't give them some pig gall and heart to mend them."

When the work assistants saw this group of little trolls, they were furious.

Your family takes medicine early in the morning to replenish your body!

Also eat pig gall?That stuff is so bitter, can I eat it?
pig heart?

Still killing people, right?

At this time, Zhang Chaoyue had finished his breakfast and started paper-cutting.

Under the camera of the live broadcast room, a lot of red paper, yellow paper, and white paper were placed in front of her.

Zhang Chaoyue held the scissors in his white and slender hands, flying up and down.

The live broadcast room suddenly became lively.

"Look, what is she doing? Why are there so many colored papers?"

"Don't throw away the eyes upstairs, isn't this cutting paper?"

"Oh my God, Miss Chaoyue can also cut paper!"

"..."

Program group, is there such a process?

The film crew was also stunned, and quickly asked questions.

"What are we going to do today?"

"I'm going to make a "flag hanging" in the morning, so that it will be convenient for tomb-sweeping in Qingming in the afternoon."

Zhang Chaoyue was very focused and kept his hands on.

The photographer quickly switched from the panoramic view to the high-definition close-up, and gave her a large-caps shot.

"No, no, seeing this special effect, Xiao Hei wants to clean up."

"No, hold on, I'll wash first."

"She's so elegant and gentle. Her seriousness reminds me of a girl from the Republic of China who wore a cheongsam."

"Before butchering a pig was frightened by her, but now it's the same as being a youth group, so gentle and serious!"

Zhang Chaoyue didn't know anything about these barrage praises.

She stabilized her mind, and the scissors quickly slashed across the paper. Following the rhythm, the cut waste paper was scattered, and the folded colored paper was scattered, and a string of money appeared in front of her eyes.

"I'll go, that's all right, do you see clearly?"

"I wanted to learn just now, but it was over before I found the paper."

"Miss Zhang Chaoyue is great. My grandma said it was good after reading it. It seems simple. If one strength is not stable, either the shape is different, or it is broken and cannot be used."

"It's not as powerful as you say, isn't it just paper-cutting, my master, I can do it in minutes."

(End of this chapter)