The life I long for is the God of Food

"Don't, Director Wang!".

Xixi hurriedly grabbed Wang Zhengyu and explained: "This is not the case at all, at this moment, the popularity of the live broadcast room has not dropped at all, but has increased by more than 50 million." "

"Huh?".

Now Wang Zhengyu is a little confused.

"What the hell is going on?".

Xi Xi smiled bitterly: "I can't tell you clearly, Director Wang, you can see for yourself." "

Wang Zhengyu took the tablet, and several barrages swiped across the screen.

"Damn, are all the people dead? Why is there not a single barrage?!".

"Shhhh "

Immediately after that, more than a dozen of the same "shhhh

In a short time, the man jumped out again.

"Guys, what kind of story is Yu Nong telling, I didn't hear it in the first half, is there anyone to help, I really want to know!".

Soon there was a barrage reply: "Flip it up yourself, someone typed it." "

"Thank you, thank you. "

Wang Zhengyu's eyes were about to pop out, and there were even powerful tentacle monsters that the audience was listening to and knocking out the content of the barrage.

It's incredible, isn't it?

The entire live broadcast room of "Longing" seems to have fallen into a strange state.

Everyone is very tacitly agreed to try to send as few barrages as possible, quietly.

It was as if the words floating on the screen would also disturb Yu Nong's voice.

Wang Zhengyu's face was complicated, and he didn't know how to describe his current mood.

He has never seen a live variety show without stalks, jokes, or interesting games, just relying on the guests to tell stories, which can make the popularity of the live broadcast room soar by 50 million in just half an hour.

It's just a thick one.

Moreover, in today's impetuous online environment, all the audience is willing to "collectively silence" him, and spontaneously remind the later audiences.

It's unimaginable.

Yu Nong seems to have some kind of magic on his body, which makes people involuntarily notice him, look at him, and listen to him.

"Keep it up like that. "

Wang Zhengyu spoke, "Let everyone stop talking loudly, and don't disturb Yu Nong." "

"Okay. "

Xi Xi thought for a while, and carefully added: "It seems that Wang Dao has the loudest voice just now..".

Wang Zhengyu: "..."

...

"When Zhu Yingtai went down to worship the tomb, for a while, the wind and rain were terrible, and the tomb of Liang Shanbo naturally cracked, Zhu Yingtai saw this, and jumped in desperately, and the tomb was immediately closed again..."

"Soon, the clouds opened and the rain fell, the seven-colored rainbow crossed the sky, the tomb opened again, and a pair of butterflies flew out, shadows followed each other, until death..."

When Yu Nong finished the last sentence, bursts of sobbing sounded uncontrollably on the field.

The girls in the program group, Zuer, and the sensual Song Dandan.

Ying Bao didn't make a sound, but there were tears on her face under the candlelight.

The barrage, which had been silent for a long time, also broke out in an instant at this time.

"The old lady has cried like a dog, and she knew that she would go to sleep after listening to my thick little song, but now she is sad and has no sleep. "

"Ditto, ditto, there are lovers in the world who eventually become brothers and sisters... Phew, it's a family member. "

"My grandmother watched it with me, she is almost eighty years old, and after listening to the story told by Yu Nong, she is crying so much that she can't persuade her, alas..".

"My mom is the same, shake hands!".

"He Tingting, I love you!".

"Zhang Jiawen, are you okay now?".

I don't know who took the lead, the audience began to confess on the barrage, densely, and the barrage that overlapped everything almost covered the entire picture...

"Brother, why are Zhu Yingtai's father and that Marven so bad, since the two love each other, they should be together?"

Zu'er's little face was crying profusely, soaked in the cold on the thick arm.

Yu Nong smiled, touched her face, and comforted: "It's just a story made up by the old man, are you still serious?!".

Zu'er shook her head stubbornly, "No, it's definitely not a story, you can play a tune, it must be true." "

"Okay, okay. "

Yu Nong was a little helpless, "No matter what, Liang Zhu ended up together, and turned into a butterfly, which is much more chic than reading the Four Books and Five Classics at home all day, and romantic..."

Yu Nong's deliberately ridiculous words made Zu'er burst into tears and laughed.

Zu'er sniffed and said seriously: "If it were me, I would rather not be a butterfly, how could I be with my brother." "

This sentence is almost equivalent to a confession, but in this situation, no one takes it seriously, and even if it is true, it is only regarded as Zu'er's attachment to her brother as thick as her sister's brother.

Yu Nong thinks the same.

"I knew I wouldn't let Nong tell this story...

He Jiong was also a little emotional, and reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "It makes everyone feel uncomfortable." "

"There's wine, there's meat, there's stories... It's a really good meal tonight. "

Huang Lei sighed: "The story is a little sad, but the ending is still very good... But next time we won't tell this kind of story, I'll tell you ghost stories to make sure it's more atmospheric. "

"Haha, I'm okay with Mr. Huang. "

The oppressive atmosphere finally came alive a little.

"When you get older, you tend to get sleepy and want to sleep. "

Song stood up alone.

Batu hurriedly went up to support him, knowing that his mother was not too much of a son, he could see that Song Shan was not sleepy, but was touched by Yu Nong's story, remembered the past, and wanted to be alone.

"It's not too early, so let's just disperse and go back to sleep. "

As soon as Huang Lei, the "patriarch" of the mushroom house, spoke, everyone gradually dispersed.

"Brother, good night. "

Zu'er hugged Yu Nong cautiously, her eyes a little reluctant, "See you tomorrow." "

"Hmm. "

Yu Nong said goodbye to everyone and walked out of the mushroom house.

He hadn't gone far when he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him.

A figure trotted towards him...