Let you fish, you fished a nuclear submarine

For him, Fang Hao is his savior.

……

"Why are there so many people suddenly?"

Fang Hao was frightened when he saw a large number of people pouring into the live broadcast room.

He was used to dozens of hundreds of people in the live broadcast room, and suddenly saw the number of people in the live broadcast room soar rapidly, from two to three hundred, then five or six hundred...

Just a moment.

Up to now there are more than 2000 people.

Couldn't it be because he caught fire after he fished up the corpse?

He really guessed half right, and the other half was because he was back fishing again.

If it was just a dead body, it might not be so popular.

But after catching the corpse, he continued to come back to fish in the middle of the night, which immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

Coupled with the popular posts on uc and the popularity of the scarf, there must be no more people following it.

Many of the people who came later came from the uc and bib.

At the moment the data is still rising rapidly.

Fang Hao exhaled lightly and adjusted his mentality so that he would not be affected by the rapidly rising data.

Anyway, he is also a person who has experienced big scenes.

Continue to return your attention to fishing.

Then continue to wrangle with the water friends in the live broadcast room.

"I'm from UC, and I heard that this anchor caught a dead body."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you catch a fish or not. I just want to see if I can catch a second corpse."

"Damn, the brother upstairs is really perverted."

"How do you know there will be a second body? No, you are the murderer, right?"

"Okay, case solved."

"..."

"A group of sand sculptures, how can there be so many corpses? What if the corpse accidentally drowned? Otherwise, the anchor can come back to fish so leisurely?"

"It makes sense."

"It may have been an accidental death."

"Accidental Death?"

Sun Zhaopeng also saw what some water friends and viewers said in the live broadcast room, and couldn't help thinking.

But soon, he rejected this view.

Relying on his sense of smell as a journalist for many years, his intuition told him that this was not a case of accidental death.

This might be a homicide!

He trusts his own judgment.

……

"What does this accidental death or homicide have to do with me?"

I saw the disputed views of the water friends in the live broadcast room.

Fang Hao is also very helpless, he is not in the mood to take care of it, nor is he capable.

He is not Sherlock Holmes, nor is he Conan, even if he wants to help, he doesn't know how to help.

Except that he hooked the corpse, none of these had anything to do with him.

His goal is just to catch fish.

Chapter 9 Fish?This is a double score for catching corpses!

Professional things are done by professional people.

He is just a fishing anchor, his job is an anchor, and his hobby is a girl... Ahem, it's fishing.

How could he know how to handle a case? Of course, he left it to the professional police uncle.

His biggest wish today is to catch a fish, a big fish.

Otherwise, why would he run back in a hurry, he might as well go home and sleep.

The atmosphere has been enhanced to this point, it would be impolite if the fish is not served.

"Brothers are serious, let's just say, can I catch a big fish today?"

"Big fish?"

"What big fish are you catching?"

"Aren't you the corpse fishing anchor?"

What the hell?

Fang Hao's face turned green when he saw the new nickname given to him by some water friends, MMP... what ghost fishing anchor?

You said he was a dick anchor and he recognized it.

This corpse fishing anchor...

He is a serious fishing anchor, okay?

No, he had to change the name of the studio.

Fang Hao plans to change the name of his live broadcast room from [Wild Fishing Fang Hao] to [Serious Fishing Mr. Fang].

Just do what he said, he immediately changed the name in the live broadcast room manually first.

"Looks like I can't do without fish today."

"I have to show you my real fishing skills."

Fang Hao snorted.

"Give up, anchor, it's impossible for you to catch fish today."

"If you can catch a fish, I'll pee on my head."

"Pee upside down? Will it pee directly into your mouth?"

"There is a picture..."

"66666, this flag is awesome, I want to see it."

"Anchor, you have to work harder, today you have to catch fish no matter what, for no reason, just like watching peeing upside down."

"That...even though I'm a girl, I want to watch it too (shy)."

"Stay upstairs, don't leave, we can perform privately for you to watch."

"I suspect you have other purposes, but there is no evidence."

The atmosphere in the studio was even hotter than usual.

After there were more people, the atmosphere was even more different.

Fang Hao's live broadcast room is more joyful and relaxed. Now that there are more people, the number of barrage comments is taking off.

Popularity rose rapidly.

He was just a newcomer and a small anchor, but now the number of people in the live broadcast room has grown to several thousand.

His heat on the scarf is still rising.

Many people wanted to join in the fun, so they found Fang Hao's live broadcast room and came in to watch.

Unexpectedly, after this came in, I didn't want to go out again.

After watching the live broadcast, they felt that this live broadcast was also a bit interesting.

The water friends inside are all talented, and they talk interestingly, so I fell in love with it immediately.

Now I have found an organization. Hey.

(￣▽￣)~*

"Hey, I'm wondering why I didn't get to know the host sooner."

"But it's not too late now."

"Anyway, it's interesting to watch the anchor's fishing stories."

"What? Who died fishing? Did you catch another body?"

"..."

"No."

"I have to change my fishing rod."

"The fishing rod was a bit soft before, and it was not easy to use."

Fang Hao picked up the fishing rod, but the hook was empty again.

At present, the number of fish is still zero for the time being.

This is really a ghost, there are not many people fishing at this time, it shouldn't be.

Fang Hao murmured in his heart, he had been fishing for so many years, and this was the first time he couldn't even catch a small white stripe.

Xiaobaitiao, who was usually disliked, has become a favorite now.

"You hard-talking anchor, just admit that you can't do it."

"A man can't say no."

"..."

……

After changing the fishing rod, Fang Hao threw the fishing line into the water again.

And this time, after changing the fishing rod, it took a few minutes.

"It's in stock!"

As soon as Fang Hao's eyes lit up, he immediately felt the difference in the fishing rod in his hand.

I tried to pull it back, but it didn't move...

It can't be really a big deal.

Fang Hao couldn't help feeling nervous and excited.

The water friends in the live broadcast room seemed to have noticed Fang Hao's strangeness.

"Isn't it? After changing the fishing rod, are you really going to catch a fish?"

"It's not scientific."

"It looks like it's still a big deal."

"Hey, the anchor has caught a fish, Ye Qingjie."

"The anchor has caught a fish, so it's boring, let's go."

"..."

Some of the water friends started to joke.

There are also some water friends who are looking forward to the real big goods, then the whole fish feast they were waiting for before will be available.

"The anchor said that if you catch a big fish, you can treat us to a whole fish feast. Does that still count?"

A group of people were watching Fang Hao fish.

however.