Withering cross talk: a piece of truth, mountains and rivers shocked

Chapter 199 Live Streaming
Not to mention the trio of Ren Jun Luan Yunping Lang Heyan who are still obsessed with saving money.

Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian returned home safely.

But the alley car can't get in.

The two got out of the car and walked for a while.

When the door of the courtyard was pushed open, the two of them collapsed on the reclining chairs in the yard at the same time.

The two were paralyzed for half an hour before the door of the courtyard was pushed open again.

It was Li Man who rushed over.

While in the car, Lin Qingfeng sent him the address of his home, saying that he planned to take advantage of Qingyun club's rest today to live broadcast.

In this regard, Li Man is naturally happy to see the success.

So he rushed over with the address given by Lin Qingfeng on the spot.

But frankly speaking, he was getting more and more nervous as he walked.

After all, this alley is full of courtyard houses.

As we all know, BJ Courtyard is worth a lot these days.

Those who can live in a courtyard house in BJ are either rich or expensive.

Li Man based on his understanding of Qingyun Society.

Although this period of time was regarded as making money, but for a long time in the past, it can be said that Lin Qingfeng was losing money and repaying.

Not to mention whether the money earned is enough to make up for his previous subsidies.

Anyway, it is definitely not enough to afford a courtyard house.

At that time, Li Man wondered if Lin Qingfeng sent him the wrong location.

Knowing that he pushed open the door, he saw Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian paralyzed in the yard.

This made it difficult for Li Man not to conduct a new round of evaluation of Lin Qingfeng and Yu Qian's family background.

Li Man couldn't help but think, no wonder people are not active in live broadcasting at all.

With this kind of family property, how can people see the three melons and two dates earned by live broadcasting.

It was himself instead.

As soon as Lin Qingfeng decided to broadcast live, he ran over to help arrange the venue and set the background.

Alas, making money is not easy.

Lin Qingfeng's courtyard house has a long history.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard is said to be a hundred-year-old tree.

It is lush and lush on weekdays.

The best part is that it's bay laurel not dandelion.

Laurel is basically blooming every month except in winter, but it is the kind of small white or yellow flower.

Unlike Osmanthus osmanthus, Osmanthus osmanthus generally only blooms in autumn.

The flowers are larger than laurel and come in red or gold.

But the flowers of the two osmanthus trees have the same fragrance.

Qian'er's wife likes this sweet-scented osmanthus tree very much.

Ever since Lin Qingfeng gave her the key to her own house, Qian'er's sister-in-law most likely came to collect sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard.

After plucking, go back and dry it to make tea, or make pastries.

Anyway, Lin Qingfeng is not a person who likes to appreciate flowers.

He even felt that it would be good if Qian'er's wife used this thing to be useful.

If it weren't for the garden of Yu Qian's villa, it would have been planned long ago.

Lin Qingfeng almost said that he might as well dig out this sweet-scented osmanthus tree and plant it in their house.

But at this time, the existence of this sweet-scented osmanthus tree, as the background of Lin Qingfeng's live broadcast, is undoubtedly a very good thing.

When the breeze blows, tiny petals will fall down one after another. When you enter the mirror, you feel very artistic and peaceful.

The two reclining chairs can be adjusted in angle.

Lin Qingfeng adjusted the angle of the reclining chair to 105 degrees, which is a sitting posture that can lean back slightly against the back of the chair, but will not appear boneless and temperamental.

Then, a small coffee table was placed between the two reclining chairs, with a teapot, some food and fans for the two of them.

This means that the preparations are complete and the live broadcast is turned on.

After Lin Qingfeng started broadcasting, fans who had followed him before also received the notification soon.

Not to mention that Li Man was watching and quickly contacted the company to give him traffic.

The studio was quickly full.

Brush one by one:

"First!!!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!"

"Grandma, the anchor you follow is finally on the air!"

Just rushed in.

Lin Qingfeng still took two mobile phones, one for live broadcast and one for watching barrage.

Seeing a lot of people coming in, he smiled and said hello:
"Hi everyone, I'm starting the live broadcast again. That's right, it's me, Qingfeng Lin."

"It's actually like this. Today, a teahouse is lent to the Beijing Opera Troupe for a performance, and our Qingyun Club will rest."

Yu Qian nodded: "Good rest!"

Lin Qingfeng continued:
"I was going to go shopping with Jun'er and the others at the furniture store."

"In the end, I didn't expect that I would be recognized."

Yu Qian complained: "Isn't it normal to be recognized with your popularity?"

Lin Qingfeng glared at him before continuing with his opening remarks:

"In order to avoid inconvenience to other friends who are concentrating on shopping in the furniture city, and to prevent safety accidents, we just ran away."

Yu Qian hammered his leg sincerely: "My leg almost broke when I ran."

Lin Qingfeng stopped talking, he gave Yu Qian a cold look, and asked him:

"What's the matter, you still want to cheer me up when I'm live broadcasting?"

Yu Qian looked innocent: "No, it's instinct, I want to answer you as soon as you talk."

The audience burst into laughter and said:
"Good guy, live crosstalk, I can do it!"

"You two just chat for eight hours, and I'm willing to watch it!"

"So, why do you go shopping in the furniture city?"

This can be regarded as grasping the point.

It happened that this barrage was also seen by Lin Qingfeng.

He smiled:
"Just take this opportunity to say something."

"The main body of the Quyi class of Qingyun Society has been built."

Yu Qian said: "Yes."

Lin Qingfeng paused, held back, and continued:
"So today I was going to look at the soft furnishings and furniture. It is expected that next month, the Qingyun Quyi Class will start enrolling students."

"I will update the registration method on Weibo and Maoya's homepage together."

"Anyone who is interested in learning cross talk can sign up."

Yu Qian added: "As long as you study well, you will be assigned a job with your graduation package."

The barrage couldn't help laughing:

"Does this count as people spending money to work in Qingyun Club?"

"But one thing to say, it's good to have this learning opportunity."

"Anyway, I'm ready to quit school to learn cross talk!"

"I want to sign up too, do you accept girls?"

Lin Qingfeng picked up the teapot on the tea table between the two of them and took a sip of tea. Then he turned his head and saw someone asking where the live broadcast was on the bullet screen. He felt that the environment was quite good.

He smiled: "It's in my yard."

At this moment, an osmanthus flower floated down from Lin Qingfeng's head.

Melodiously, Lin Qingfeng raised his hand, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fell into his palm.

I don't know how many female viewers frantically pressed the screenshot button.

Someone happened to capture this scene. He opened the Photoshop software, added a filter to brighten it up, and posted it directly on Weibo.

It caused a lot of heat for a while.

He became the "Nianhua Langjun" of the town circle god picture in Lin Qingfeng's fan circle.

But at this time, the barrage is just one after another:
"Ah, ah, ah, I'm dead, I'm dead!"

"It's too cute for me to smile at a flower! Ah Wei, hurry up and die!"

"This man is as good as he said in cross talk, but he still looks exactly like my future husband!"

(End of this chapter)