Chapter 62: Millions of Bloggers

The next morning, the last two classes are the basic classes of agriculture, you don't need to get up early, you can just make breakfast and eat, and you can slowly clean up and go to school.

However, Fang Qingnuan did not lie in bed and sleep again, but uncharacteristically got up when the alarm clock rang for the first round, and staggered into the bathroom to wash.

Press the brushing switch, the electric toothbrush automatically squeezes out the toothpaste, is controlled by the telescopic boom and stuffed into her mouth, and works mechanically. In the "buzz", she blinked in the mirror, trying to change some sanity, still sleepy.

Last night, she refused to go upstairs to sleep, she had a nightmare about the kitten running away from home all night, and when she got up just now, she felt that her limbs were extremely sore.

Is this the bitter fruit of stealing from the owner of his own cat?

I went downstairs to look for the cat in the cardboard box nest where Zhaocai hid yesterday, but I didn't expect it to be empty, Fang Qingnuan's brain suddenly swelled with blood, isn't it, is it a prophetic dream?!

"Move-" was about to cry and shout a little monitor, the whole family went out to find the cat, but before the voice was finished, a fluffy little tail hung down on the cat climbing frame next to her, and it seemed to be a little uncomfortable to shake a few times? was swept back to her side by the little master in her gaze.

Fang Qingnuan looked up in the direction of the tail, and was about to reach the top of the cat's climbing frame, when a small white ball was lying on the baffle nailed to the wall and sleeping soundly. It seems to be because it's more secure in a higher position? usually noticed her appearance beside her, and said hello perfunctorily, but today I completely ignored it.

The heartbroken old mother silently swept a handful of tears for herself, and then worked in the kitchen for a while as relieved, steamed eggs and heated milk for the cub, prepared a plate of small dried fish, and told the little one to give it a hot meal when it was hungry. I drove the live ball into the recording mode, made a tutorial on the omelette sandwich, and sent it to the scissorhands assistant to edit it and send it out.

In fact, she wanted to test the situation in the live broadcast room, but she didn't expect to open the interface and see a notification sent by the system at 6 o'clock in the morning, saying that the technical department needed to detect and trace the source of the malicious virus again, and reminded her that the broadcast could only start after 10 o'clock.

Yesterday's earnings did suffer a little, but the content she prepared was actually almost broadcast, and fans should be uncomfortable all of a sudden...... Putting down the sandwich that she had eaten for two bites, she picked up the cup of hot milk in one hand and clicked on the homepage of Xingbo with the other.

"Poof—ahem, ahem!" Who can tell her, why the fifth entry on the homepage hot search list is #How fragrant is lard on a sunny day#?!

Click on the entries, there is still a lot of reading and discussion, and many of the reading time is last night and early this morning, and a large number of people spoke early this morning.

[@爱哭的小毛球: Old fans in the live broadcast room, the anchor is not qualified to share the issue of boiling lard, and he is so hungry that he salivates just by looking at the picture. Later, she used it for stir-frying, and there was lard in this bowl of anchor's secret chili sauce, which was really fragrant and fragrant [taste picture] [smell picture]]

[@一口气能喝十大碗: Humble fans, ask for a taste of lard residue online, @星网直播你没有心QAQ]

[@李啸天是条狗: The chef at home imitated it according to the anchor's method, and the taste should not be as fragrant as a sunny day, but it is enough to make me happy all day! 】

[@馋嘴小西: I just want to ask, who is sweeping the goods on Xingwang Fresh, is it so difficult for me to buy a piece of lard in the middle of the night?

[@Zzz: Although I bought lard, I didn't grab the spices in the Chinese medicine area, thinking that I could make do with it without being fishy...... Don't follow me, you'll be unlucky! 】

[@一叶知秋: How does Xingbo pay attention to people? I want to find the homepage of this anchor]

[@星网直播美食区: Congratulations to the newcomer anchor @ Anchor Qingtian, who has gained millions of fans in just one week after the broadcast, breaking the record of becoming the fastest million anchors in our district! ] 】

When she brushed this one, Fang Qingnuan really didn't calm down, millions of anchors?!

She only watched it before she went on the air yesterday, and it was clear that she only had more than 400,000 fans...... After clicking on her homepage and seeing the bright "number of fans: 1.01 million" on the title, she covered her mouth in surprise.

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"Fundamentals of Agriculture" should be the most watery course Fang Qingnuan has seen so far, although the book is thick and large, but all of them are color pages, the main purpose is to popularize agricultural knowledge for this group of students who are not diligent and do not distinguish between grains. Their main task this semester is to identify the common N kinds of vegetables and fruits, and to link up with the second grade to watch how the seniors grow them in their experimental fields.

It sounds, like, a nature lesson for elementary school students.

Then, she found that she still underestimated the common-sense difference between interstellar and earthlings. Because, within 10 minutes of the first class, the students in the class had a disagreement on the question of "do apples grow on trees or on the ground", and they also gave a bunch of magical examples to prove their views.

Sophia put her hands around her chest and said confidently: "Definitely on the tree, on the tree!" Because my brother said that when he went to the farm to play, he climbed the tree and picked apples. ”

"Not necessarily, it may be that the farm deliberately put apples on the tree in order for your brother to play. In the fruit shop next to my house, the apples on the posters are all on the grass, so the apples should grow on the ground! Emily disagreed, objecting.

"That's right! I've heard that apples have to be wiped clean before they are sold, because they have mud on the surface, so they must be in the ground! The girl next to Emily spoke up and assisted, and she said it reasonably.

"However, there are apple trees in the farm game I play, and the farm game will not be fake!" The other boy also stood up, apparently disagreeing with her statement.

Fang Qingnuan was speechless, but if you heard the story of Newton being smashed by an apple in kindergarten, you would not have said such a ridiculous opinion. In other words, do interstellar people still know Newton?

Miss Linda, who was in charge of teaching this class, was a lovely lady with a round face, and she smiled with crooked eyes as she watched the debate of her classmates, and applauded every student who spoke very cooperatively.

For some reason, Fang Qingnuan saw the holy light from behind the young lady. What a good teacher who makes children feel warm like a kindergarten aunt.

She lay on the table boredly, thinking about how to appease the hearts of fans after the noon rebroadcast. Today's class schedule is not very friendly, it is placed in the last two periods in the morning and the first two classes in the afternoon, and she goes home at noon mainly to take care of Zhaocai and eat, and does not want to cook complicated food.

However, she touched her conscience and secretly said, millions of fans, don't let go of some fan benefits, is it unreasonable?

What should I do......

"Students, let's take a look at a very popular fruit, because it is easier to grow, so although it is delicious but the price is not expensive, I believe everyone has eaten, drunk juice or grabbed this flavor of nutrient solution." Miss Linda motioned for everyone to turn to the next page.

Fang Qingnuan casually followed the page, and the moment she saw the picture, she couldn't help but feel energetic, she patted her head and almost laughed.

Oh, she had planned to do this!

Originally, I wanted to imitate Hawking's previous sensors and help Hughes speak through brainwave recognition technology. But, the thought of the kitten slapping the virtual keyboard with a pink pad, similar to waving its claws at the air, I can't hold it anymore, hehehe.

What's next in the chapter? Hang your appetite for a while~

(End of chapter)