Live broadcast: My leisurely life on the island

Chapter 185 Where Has Time Gone?
Before and after, but 40 seconds.

Two sea bass, one is three meters long, and the other is a terrifying four meters long.

If that fact doesn't silence those trolls.

Maybe there is only one way left.

Smash the keyboard they live on.

In the Langya Live Headquarters, except for the beautiful and generous woman, everyone else stood up excitedly.

Surprises in the world, nothing less.

Zhang Heng's last two shots directly pulled him back from the cliff, and he was very likely to rush to a new height.

"Ru yes, thank you."

"I love being on stream, and he just loves being on stream."

"Don't thank me."

Xiaoru smiled lightly, she raised her head and turned on the phone, her eyes never left the live broadcast room.

Literally never left that person.

that man.

"The scumbag is awesome!"

"Scumbag cut him!"

"The scumbag rises!"

In the live broadcast room, many people almost cried with joy.

No one expected such a dramatic reversal to occur.

And it's a big reversal.

A three-meter-long sea bass is enough to illustrate the problem.

The last four-meter-long sea bass was a deadly knife.

Cut the last straw for those trolls.

But at this moment, that scumbag-looking man didn't even watch the live broadcast room, and gently dropped the fishhook in his hand leisurely.

Whoosh!
ten seconds.

In just ten seconds, the float moved slightly, and another sea bass was added to the net.

According to preliminary estimates, it is more than four meters long.

"Scumbag, can you stop fishing?"

"Those trolls are scared to death."

"Give them a chance to hit the tofu."

As the saying goes, killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, but now, those trolls are completely being lingering.

Every time the hook is lifted and dropped, it is a piercing pain.

From the beginning to the end, Zhang Heng didn't say a word.

Finally, after 1 minute, Li Kui couldn't handle a bigger sea bass, so he yelled to stop.

"Is it enough?"

Zhang Heng slowly put away the fishing rod, stared at the camera, and asked indifferently.

"Can someone count for me?"

"1234..."

"9..."

"You're not right. It's exactly fifteen items in total."

"Nine of them are more than two meters long."

In the live broadcast room, the screen is full of numbers.

Because the sea bass in the boat is easy to count, except for the few palm-sized sea bass, the smallest ones are more than two meters long.

Under the high-definition lens of the drone, it can be said that anyone who knows numbers can check it.

"Isn't the nine articles a little less?"

"If it's not enough, can I catch some more?"

Zhang Heng hung up the bait again, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Da Hengzi, these are enough."

"Yeah, save it for next time we eat it, otherwise it won't be fresh."

Kidney Pain and the others were dumbfounded just now, and after recovering, they hurriedly smoothed things over.

To treat those trolls, beating should be moderate.

Otherwise, it is easy to be hyped by some unscrupulous media that Zhang Heng is fussy and unreasonable.

"Brother Pain, I'm not a person who cares about every detail, otherwise I would have dumped them in the face."

"What happened today, I just want to prove that the extreme east island is my hometown, and I know my hometown very well."

"Just like you, every plant and tree in your hometown, the willow tree at the head of the village, and the millstone in the village have already taken it into your heart."

The old tree in front of the gate grows new buds, and the dead tree in the yard blooms again...

Half-survived a lot of words, hidden in a full head of white hair...

The little feet in memory, the chubby little mouth...

I gave my love to him all my life, just for that parent...

Where has the time gone, I am old before I feel young...

Having children and raising daughters for a lifetime...

In the live broadcast room, music suddenly sounded.

Soothing sad tones.

And that heart-wrenching lyrics.

At this moment, in the more than ten million live broadcast rooms, there was silence and no sound.

Gradually, I don't know who manually sent the lyrics of this song to the screen.

Then a string of text followed.

homesick……

There is no room for the body in the hometown, and there is no room for the soul in other places.

Many people have studied hard for more than ten years. From the moment they leave the village, they may not even be able to come back for the Spring Festival.

Many people have been out of their hometowns for decades, have had children, and even lived a life of luxury.

But the memory that remains in childhood, the appearance of the hometown that is deepest in my heart.

As if never changed.

The homeland is hard to leave, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.

There is a saying that if parents do not travel far, they must travel well.

But looking back, no one can give himself an answer.

Was it the so-called traveling well when you left your hometown?

"This annual vacation, I must take the time to go home and have a look."

"This year's National Day, I will help my parents reclaim land."

"I really envy that your parents are still alive. When I go back every year, I can only sweep the yard and the grave of my parents."

"I'm a person who has been there. When the anchor is this age, I always feel that I have finally escaped from the countryside, escaped from that poor home, and haven't even returned once in five years."

In the live broadcast room, someone typed a long sentence.

And everyone cooperated very well without jumping into the building, and kept watching the screen quietly.

"Until one day, my father reversed the car and walked all the way for a day and a night, and came to my city in a hurry. When I received a call, I still said impatiently, I am at work, if there is anything to do, let's talk about it after get off work." .”

"When I got home from get off work, my wife told me that my father had inquired all the way, found her, and finally went to the station by himself."

"I looked at the familiar and no longer familiar hometown dishes in the kitchen, and I couldn't say it for a long time."

"Dad said Mom was sick, let you go home and have a look when you are free."

After the wife finished speaking, she pulled out the suitcase, "Go and have a look, Mom must be really sick this time."

"Later, later I became a child without a mother."

"And that home that I despise, the small village that I despise, is the pain and memory that I can't get rid of..."

"Some experiences are unforgettable. My past was miserable. I hope everyone can feel it."

"The anchor took up your time, please forgive me."

The middle-aged man whose ID is known to those who have experienced it silently exited the live broadcast room after speaking.

The story is short, but the process is bitter.

After the middle-aged man quit, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room became even more depressing.

The unpretentious words, even a little clumsy, deeply hurt many people in front of the screen.

"I'm going to the station tomorrow, and I'm homesick."

"I haven't been back for three years."

"If I could have known the anchor earlier, if I could have heard these words earlier..."

"If... If there are really so many ifs, that would be great."

"homesick……"

"I don't know if the willow tree at the head of the village is still alive..."