That night, Cui Shi sat on the edge of a simple wooden bed, holding a copy of "Journey to the West" that had curled the corners of the book.

Although Dad didn't speak, he seemed to have made a decision for himself.

If it weren't for him, maybe he would have spent his entire youth in the orphanage, and whether he could be successfully admitted to the Handong Provincial Police Academy later is an unknown that cannot be assumed.

Since his father suffered misfortune five years ago, Cui Shi has never had the slightest idea of giving up.

Step up your game!

Saving!

I tried everything I could to make the bearded man, who had always been smiling heartily, stand in front of him with a smile again.

It's been five years now, and the condition has not improved, but has gotten bad news.

Cui Shi looked at the empty and narrow room and showed a silent smile.

Well, since modern medicine is not enough, what about the mythical world.

How about the Queen Mother's peach?

How is the ginseng fruit of Zhenyuan Daxian?

How about Taishang Laojun's Nine Turns Soul Rejuvenation Pill?

There are also demon kings from all walks of life who covet it, and countless spirits covet it but can't get it...... Tang monk meat!

However, according to the results of the current attempt, the things over there cannot be brought out.

But there's always a way.

The monkey king protects the Tang monk, and defeats the Buddha from the demon immortal position in the wild. Now it's my turn, if I can really make a consummation, can't I ask for an elixir or an elixir?

Cui Shi put down the book in his hand, turned on the computer and entered the cockfighting platform, and changed the name of his live broadcast room to a more concise and bright "Dasheng Live Room".

Since he was forced to be helpless, he couldn't say anything, only to accompany the persistent young monk and walk far away from the West Heaven.

108,000 miles, 9981 catastrophes.

In the face of countless demons and monsters, my personal strength is far inferior to Sun Dasheng, who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but I also have an advantage that the monkey does not have, and the achievements of scientific and technological development of human beings since the Tang Dynasty for more than 1,300 years are my strong backing.

Coupled with the familiarity and prediction of the plot of "Journey to the West", am I necessarily inferior to that monkey?

"Live – Begin. ”

Cui Shi entered the live broadcast as usual, but was suddenly noticed by sharp-eyed fans.

[, it's finally open again, I thought you were gone!]

[What's on your neck, amulet?]

[Does Sun Wukong still use amulets, looking at the shape, it seems to be a wolf tooth or something, I can't see it clearly, ask for an explanation. 】

[Anchor, do you dare to fix the live broadcast time, don't fish for three days and dry the net for two days, it's too tricky. 】

[Eight years of Shenkeng: What does it mean to change the name of the live broadcast room?]

Cui Shi glanced at Tang Seng not far away, then looked at the barrage, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time." Starting today, I will officially broadcast the Journey to the West to everyone. The time is set at 8 p.m. every night, and if there is any change, try to notify everyone in advance. ”

[Huh, tonight's Great Sage seems to be a lot more serious, not very used to it. 】

[What's going on these days?]

[Don't say it, don't say it, watch the live broadcast, aren't there six thieves next, this time it's still shot directly?]

[I'm not surprised to get a mortar!]

[Opening man: The opening is open, shooting the thief pays two, the bombardment thief pays three, the hand-tossed thief pays ten, and Sun Wukong is killed by the thief and pays one hundred ......]

One to a hundred?

Cui Shi thought to himself that he had just signed a contract, otherwise, I would fake my death here, and I would make you doubt your life in minutes.

"Old Tang, let's go, let's go to the west. ”

Tang Seng's eyes were shocked, this person just tried to persuade himself not to go to the West Heaven, all kinds of dangers and difficulties, how could his attitude become more resolute than himself in a blink of an eye?

He didn't know that it seemed to him that it was just a moment, but Cui Shi had been entangled for several days.

"Donor, do you want to go with me?"

"Yes, from today onwards, you can call me Goku. ”

This is also a requirement of the cockfighting platform, saying that he is free to spoof, but there is one thing, you can't even change the name of Sun Wukong and disappear, after all, Sun Dasheng can directly top most of the popularity of Journey to the West, if this anchor always says that he is not Sun Wukong, then I am afraid it will affect the live broadcast effect.

For this reason, Cui Shi was not polite, and viciously knocked an extra 500,000 yuan, signed a one-year live broadcast contract at a price of 3.5 million, and rewarded five or five points for props.

"Goku?"

Tang Seng was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "Breaking the stubborn void must be Wukong, a good name......!" You are one of the three people sent by Guanyin Bodhisattva to protect me from the West Heaven to learn scriptures?"

"Whatever you want. ”

Cui Shi thought to himself, the Bodhisattva told you that the three are people, and you think too much.

"Very good!"

Tang Seng was overjoyed, and finally waited for the good apprentice arranged by the Bodhisattva.

Although Wukong is dressed strangely, he does have great strange skills, as evidenced by the killing of the vicious tiger with four loud bangs just now.

The only regret is that why does this Wukong have no intention of apprenticeship, and I don't take the initiative in this kind of thing.

"Alas, Tang Seng, bear with it, this monkey is not easy to do. ”

In the high-level conference room of the cockfighting platform, Mr. Wang watched the latest live broadcast and couldn't cry or laugh.

It cost 500,000 to make him call himself Wukong. If you want him to kowtow to his teacher in a proper manner, and ask for a million, doesn't this kid think that the money on our cockfighting platform is blown by the wind!

It's also very mysterious to say, this Cui Shi is already the company's contracted anchor, but for the other characters who appeared in his live broadcast, such as Tang Seng, there is no news at all, and he tried to ask, but he was vague.

In this way, if there is a whole team behind this Cui Shi, the price of 3.5 million is acceptable.

This night, Cui Shi and Tang Seng found a family to borrow - this is also a small plot recorded in "Journey to the West". Cui Shi is more and more sure that his future trajectory will follow the development in the book, which should be considered a good thing, it is much better than all kinds of uncontrollable accidents.

However, the live broadcast room almost exploded.

This is my network card??】

[You're not lonely, I don't move the picture here, since the old man came in and turned off the oil lamp just now, it's dark. 】

[Who explained to the explanation, there is no picture and no sound, but the live broadcast is obviously still going on, what kind of truth is this!]

[This is the ...... Live sleep?】

I've seen a lot of live sleeping, all kinds of postures and tricks, I've never seen such a black mess. 】

Cui Shi didn't have anything to do about it.

According to the rules that have been figured out so far, when he ends the live broadcast, the time in the other world will stand still, so if you need to stay for one night on the Journey to the West, you can only turn on the live broadcast and sleep for one night.

Although I knew that this was far more boring than Tang Seng digging the mountain for a night, it could only be like this.

"Mr. Wang, what is this Cui Shi doing? It's been half an hour, the screen has been black, and the customer service has received more complaints than when the broadcast was stopped a few days ago!"

Wu Simeng is specifically in charge of Cui Shi, and she was a little embarrassed when she had a situation on the first night of the contract.

“...... You ask me, who do I ask!"

Mr. Wang was also speechless, but the contracts were signed, and he also deliberately stated that "give the anchor full freedom, and don't interfere too much with the content of the live broadcast".

I signed the contract, and I have to help blow it with tears.

The tears I shed now are the water that went into my brain when I signed the contract......

"Let the operations editor work overtime urgently, make an advertising page out, and say...... In order to show the original process of learning from the West, the cockfighting platform has joined hands with powerful anchors to specially arrange immersive live broadcast content, including...... Including sleeping, it is not a skip progress. ”