Seeing the rapid loss of his fans and audience, Ouyang Keke's heart was broken, and he was suddenly very uncomfortable by this situation.

is a big female anchor with tens of thousands of fans, but she can't compete with a rookie male anchor, has the atmosphere of the world changed?

"It turns out that the super handsome country food anchor is online, thank you for the recommendation of Colaer, I'll go and see it. ”

"Ke Er used to recognize 'a good person's life is safe', it's amazing, I'll go watch his live broadcast first, bye-bye. ”

After the live broadcast for a long time, Ouyang Keke understood what was going on, some people said the reason, but more people left directly to watch Wang Ping'an's live broadcast.

For Ouyang Keke's fans and audiences, they are no strangers to Wang Ping'an, and they saw Wang Ping'an when they were promoting fruits a few days ago.

At that time, there were countless fans and viewers who asked Wang Ping'an to start a live broadcast, but Wang Ping'an refused.

If it weren't for the Shennong Auxiliary System forcibly asking him to start the live broadcast, Wang Ping'an would not have started the live broadcast if he was too lazy to grow grass on his body.

Wang Ping'an's live broadcast continued, and he had already caught more than a dozen chopstick-length crucian carp and tilapia, while the black fish was too cunning and swam to the middle in the mud, where there was still a little water.

"This fishing method is too simple and crude, it's the same as picking up fish, there's something to look at, and it's scattered!"

"The pitch-black sludge, looking like old dung in a manure tank, is disgusting to death, and I only watch his live broadcast when I am sick. ”

For some reason, the number of troublemakers in the live broadcast room began to increase, because Wang Ping'an did not set up room management, and he specialized in fishing, he couldn't see these troublemakers, and it seemed a little chaotic.

However, real female fans consciously maintained order in the room, and began to swipe the screen with small amounts of gifts, swiping the troublemaker's text away.

Especially when Wang Ping'an grabbed the big black fish more than half a meter long with a brave attitude, the strong and majestic figure immediately caused the female fans to scream.

The tractor gift of six yuan a piece flew up in an instant, occupying the entire live broadcast screen.

Occasionally, there are 50 yuan a sports car and a 100 yuan airplane, and the interval is brushed.

Today is the normal live broadcast state, and there is no local tyrant to reward rockets again.

Wang Ping'an doesn't want much money, he just wants to increase the attention of fans, complete the task as soon as possible, and feel at ease as soon as possible.

After cleaning up this pond, Wang Ping'an found that there were more than a dozen big fish, medium-sized fish more than one chopstick long, loaded with three buckets, and as for the small fish and the loaches that had not been cleaned up, I don't know how many.

"There's no bucket, there's no end to it. Wang Ping'an frowned, and by the way, he glanced at the live broadcast interface and found that the number of fans had reached 6,000.

And Wang Wencai also took a look at his live broadcast interface, almost dizzy, there was no audience, no reward, empty.

The beautiful fantasy was shattered in an instant, and he broadcast live with Wang Ping'an, not to mention the heat, even his own temperature was cold.

"Ahh......h How could this be?" Wang Wencai cried out, strangely miserable, and even began to doubt life.

"It's always been like this, what else do you want?" replied Lai Wang calmly.

"I—I don't know ......" Wang Wencai sighed, walked to the shore, and sat on the ground decadently, not wanting to fish again at all.

Wang Ping'an didn't care about him, after going ashore, he interacted with the audience for a while, and after bringing the fish back to the tin house, he went to the next door to borrow some buckets and large basins to continue catching fish.

Wang Wencai silently took back his mobile phone and got off the live broadcast, feeling a little depressed.

Ouyang Keke also took back his mobile phone, stared at Wang Ping'an's back in a daze, and then took the mobile phone in Wang's hand and decided to help Wang Ping'an record, occasionally inserting a few sentences as a commentary.

Laiwang is a hardworking and sincere person, he will not be lazy, and when he sees someone helping him with his mobile phone, he goes to the pond to help catch fish.

Lu Sheng's small bucket has long been filled with loaches and yellow eels, and he loves to eat these things the most, so he is very dedicated and only looks for these things.

"Uncle Erbao, I'm full, I'll go home first. Let my mom clean it up and help me cook it at night. Lu Sheng shouted to Wang Ping'an, and at the same time he had already gone ashore.

"Got it, go back and clean up the mud on your body, and rest for a while. Wang Ping'an responded.

Cleaning up the pond this time was a bit tiring, there was too much to clean up in it, and the loach caught a big bucket.

The yellow eels don't need to be digged, maybe the nest on the edge is too shallow, or it may be that Wang Ping'an secretly poured a little Shennong mineral water, and all the yellow eels rushed to drill into the middle of the pond, and it was too easy to catch them.

Most of the onlookers dispersed, and most of the viewers who watched the live broadcast were too fresh and left, and when Wang Ping'an went ashore, there were only more than 2,000 people in the live broadcast room.

Wang Ping'an thanked the audience, then ended today's live broadcast and put away his mobile phone.

At this time, it was already evening, Wang Ping'an washed his body, picked some peaches for Ouyang Keke, and drove her to the station.

Without a driver's license, I didn't dare to enter the city.

When he returned to Taoyuan, Wang Wencai actually recovered his spirit and asked Laiwang to hold his mobile phone to broadcast live to him, he was killing Huang Eel.

Not to mention, the slippery yellow eel was in his hand, and as soon as he grabbed it and lifted it, the scissors clicked and the head was cut off.

Then cut it from the fracture to the end, take out its internal organs, and throw the cleaned yellow eel into the basin to be cleaned.

Every time a yellow eel is killed, the audience in the live broadcast room will let out a burst of "666" exclamations. Then there's the small gift tipping.

Wang Ping'an leaned over to take a look, and the audience in the live broadcast room actually reached 1,000, and the small rewards had accumulated two or three hundred yuan.

"Okay, I'll give it away, your live broadcast room is actually more than 1,000 popular?" Wang Ping'an exclaimed.

"Ah, why are you back? I kind of understand, don't shoot you during the live broadcast, I'm still charming and popular. ”

"Hehe, it's good if you're happy!" Wang Ping'an is not afraid that he will kill too much, and if he kills too much, he can give it to his parents to eat.

I caught more fish today than I caught in the two ponds a few days ago, and I don't know how many will die if I leave it overnight.

But it was dark and he couldn't sell it at night, so he called Zhu Chongjiu, Boss Zhu, and said that he would clean up another pond and deliver fish to his Baiwei Restaurant tomorrow.

Zhu Chongjiu told Wang Ping'an that he would just go to a farmer's house in the town tomorrow to buy game, and by the way, he would come to Wangjing Village to bring fish.

Of course, Wang Ping'an has no opinion, no need to deliver the goods is just right, and it will save trouble.

Send the yellow eels and loaches killed by Wang Wencai back to the old house for some time, and then return to the Taoyuan Tin House to cook.

Lai Wang and Wang Wencai helped after all, made a few dishes in the evening, and then called Wang Hongliang, and a few people ate and drank together.

At night, Wang Ping'an was afraid that the fish would die too much, so he put the big fish in a large tank and dripped a drop of Shennong mineral water in it, as well as in other buckets, one drop per bucket.

I wonder if this operation will improve the taste of fish?

Wang Ping'an was also a little curious, and was going to kill a grass carp tomorrow morning to taste the taste.