Sweet entertainment circle

At the time when He Ming was stunned, the rhythm of the live broadcast room was completely deviated by this person whose ID was Ju Genxiao, and the bullet screens on the screen were all in one sentence——

【Little brother, I am the patron, do you want to hug me】

Seeing that He Ming still didn't respond, the capitalized and bold words in that line changed again——

【Little brother, is it the default】

While hundreds of thousands of fans watching the live broadcast were waiting for He Ming's reaction, he suddenly raised his eyes and looked directly at the camera. Unlike the photos posted on Weibo, He Ming's expression was a little bit different when he was exposed to the camera for the first time. Indifferent, with waveless eyes dark and cold, it's a thousand miles away from Wen Run's temperament.

"Please send me your account number, and I will return all these gifts to you intact. By the way, I am a serious food blogger. Don't show off, please watch me make cakes."

As soon as He Ming's words fell, the barrage at the top of the screen stopped for two seconds, and then the screen was full——

【Aww, don't show off, please watch me make cakes】

Following that, the special effects of the fantasy castle reported by the whole station swiped the screen.

He Ming didn't bother to look at the screen anymore. After greeting the fans, he put on the headset to process the materials.

Zhao Xiaotian had watched He Ming make cakes, and knew that simply watching him make cakes was really a boring thing, so he asked him to talk as much as possible to cheer up the atmosphere, but he was determined to tell His Royal Highness. How could it be possible for the white rabbit who listened to it, so I had to explain the raw materials and every step of making the cake clearly.

What He Ming made in the live broadcast today is honey honeycomb cake, because this kind of cake has relatively simple steps and is not troublesome to handle. When he first started making cakes, he learned this kind of cake.

Different from Cantonese-style honeycomb cake, this honeycomb cake made by He Ming is steamed.

Compared with other dim sum cooking methods, He Ming himself prefers steaming, because steaming can ensure the original flavor of food to the greatest extent and reduce the loss of nutritional value.

From material selection to materials, as well as the strength and precautions that each step should have, they are explained in great detail.

Following He Ming's explanation, the live broadcast room gradually quieted down, and the popularity not only did not drop, but kept rising.

At the same time, a certain gold owner far away in City G suddenly put down his phone and looked at the secretary, "Ayu, tell Aitian to tell all the stores under his banner to ask the pastry maker to stop for two hours, and immediately go to Haike's store." Watch live."

Well times!

When Ayu heard this, thousands of alpacas whizzed by in his heart, "Mr. Huo, with all due respect, it's fine if you give money to Haitian for free. After all, this is your private property, and your white milk rabbit can indeed get half of it." But, are you sure you want to lead the staff of Aitianshuo to stir up popularity for others?"

Hawking rolled his eyes at his secretary, and snorted softly, "You may not know how popular he is. So far, his popularity ranks No. 1 in Haike Live. I just let Pastry chefs, come and learn how to make honeycomb cake."

Ayu looked at Huo Xiao's triumphant eyebrows and shrugged, "You just want to be happy."

Mr. Huo Jin couldn't hear the sarcasm in his secretary's tone, and continued to give gifts while watching the live broadcast. He really has a vision, and the cake made by his white rabbit is so beautiful.

What the hell is this person whose ID is "Growing fat again"? Why did he give my milky white rabbit a reward for the Dream Castle? Could it be that he also wants to hit the milky white rabbit...

I'm so angry!

After half an hour of silence in He Ming's live broadcast room, it became noisy with another local tyrant's tipping.

[Don't show off, please watch the little brother make cakes]

[Shuanggao has grown fat again, and I'm talking about you]

[Cakes are sweets, eat too much and gain weight]

After Ju Genxiao posted these three lines of capitalized and bold words on the screen, the barrage exploded again, and fans left messages one after another.

[Counting, and the patron has already swiped [-] seats]

[Looking forward to the barrage after 99 seats]

【Little brother, I am the patron, do you hug me】

【Am I the only one who silently loves the rich man with huge roots】

[Across the screen, I can feel the grievance of the rich man]

……

At first, Song Yaoyao, as a live broadcast assistant, wanted to control the messages, but found that the live broadcast room already had 20 fans watching, and the messages were beyond her control.

The rhythm of the live broadcast room was distracted in just 5 minutes, and Song Yaoyao was completely convinced by the provocative ID Ju Genxiao.

Damn, who the hell is this idiot a nouveau riche who came out of nowhere?

Seeing that the painting style in the barrage is getting more and more biased, and more and more black fans are coming out, Song Yaoyao has a headache, and looks at Zhao Xiaotian, "Brother Zhao, what the hell is this stupid guy named Ju Genxiao?" Ah, he...is he a high-level hacker?"

"If you guess correctly, it's Master Hawking, right?"

Well times.

Song Yaoyao quickly tightened the kettle that was just turned on. Fortunately, she didn't drink just now, otherwise she would have choked to death, "Huo... Huo... Huo Ershao? Damn, this Huo Ershao is still so smart?"

Zhao Xiaotian glanced at He Ming, who was only interested in making honeycomb cakes, and said calmly, "Don't worry about the barrage, let them go as far as they want, thanks to the hard work of the black fans, they sent my little brother to him again." On the trending search."

"Aha?" Hearing this, Song Yaoyao immediately took out her mobile phone and looked at the news under the hot search bar:

——Little brother, I am the gold master, do you hug me?

——Don’t show off, please watch me make cakes

——Little brother live broadcast

——Honey Honeycomb Cake

Of the top ten items, four of them are related to He Ming.

Song Yaoyao clicked on the top one. After the page was refreshed, the first weibo under the most popular was a weibo posted by an entertainment blogger with 300 million followers.

Peggy Paige: In the past, we only knew that celebrities in the entertainment circle had physiques like "recruiting gangsters" and "hot searches". Today, my little brother let us know more about it.

Under this Weibo, attached is the special effect animation of He Ming's live broadcast at the beginning of the live broadcast, as well as the full-screen barrage picture.

Undoubtedly, those who clicked on Weibo were not He Ming's true fans, and the comments on Weibo were naturally black.

[This little brother's operation can be said to be so flamboyant, Daji is not so flirtatious, and the gold master works so hard to perform for him. 】

[Here, H's benefactor has just gone offline, and this local tyrant and rich benefactor has come to give him a lot of heat again. 】

[Outside the nickname, the latest news from the live broadcast room of the little brother, the big-rooted gold master is in the ring with a new gold master. 】

[Is it not worth it for me to be the sponsor of H?The dignified prince...]

【Haitian is probably going to cry. Originally, he wanted to use the live broadcast to set up a character for his little brother, but in the end he completely screwed up the character. 】

……

Zhao Xiaotian originally asked He Ming to prepare for the live broadcast for only two hours, but due to the delay at the beginning, the first batch of honey honeycomb cakes were not served until the two hours were up.

The fans in the live broadcast room were screaming, they would not give up until they saw He Ming's cakes baked with their own eyes. In order to keep He Ming, they were frantically buying presents.

He Ming originally planned to broadcast live until the cakes were cooked, because controlling the heat and time of steamed cakes is also a skill, but when he saw the dazzling special effects of gifts on the screen, he was terrified——

What if... what if all these people want to be his benefactors?

"You guys, don't give me gifts, really. If you all give me gifts like this, I... I will turn off the live broadcast." He Ming watched the special effects of the dream castle flashing on the screen again, and he took a deep breath. Seeing that Zhao Xiaotian didn't pay attention to this side, his ears turned red, "You...you should all know that everyone on Weibo said that I... I rubbed someone's thigh."

I rubbed someone's thigh, rubbed, rubbed...

The fans were completely blown away, each and every one of them was stimulated by He Ming's last words, and the screen was full of [哩咩咩] quickly swiping the screen.

It was not until 2 minutes later that the special effect of notification to the whole station began to refresh: "Ju Genxiao sent a dream castle in 'His Royal Highness' He Ming', and Ju Gen Xiao sent a dream castle in 'He Ming of His Highness'..."

He Ming: "..."

How angry, this idiot can't understand people's words, right?

A certain money owner who couldn't understand human language sneezed, and finally finished the last castle and made up the romantic number of 520. Then he put away his mobile phone contentedly, turned it off, left the waiting room, and checked the ticket. board the plane.

The flight attendant didn't need to remind Master Hawking to fasten his seat belt obediently. Seeing that the plane was still a while away from take-off, he endured it, but still couldn't hold back, and looked at the secretary who was about to put on the blindfold, "Ayu, wait a minute , let me tell you something."

The boss's expression was too serious, Ayu hesitated for a second, then took off the blindfold, "What's the matter?"

"He is so attractive. He even said in front of 30 viewers that he rubbed my thigh. Tsk, it's really too coquettish. Fortunately, I am a generous donor, so... ..."

"Mr. Huo." As soon as Ayu saw the familiar pride and spring in the brows of her boss, she knew that he was going to throw a fit again, so she unceremoniously interrupted his self-talk like a foot wrap "You don't have work to do, so I went to bed. Last night, your phone calls every half an hour made me nervous."

"Ayu..."

"Mr. Huo, I'm serious. If you tell me about your milky white rabbit again, I'm really going to resign. I'm a real person, and I don't want to be stuffed with dog food by you all the time."

Master Hawking, who was disliked by others, was a little unhappy, he took a magazine from the seat, flipped through it and found it boring, so he beckoned to the passing flight attendant, "Please get me a cup of coffee, thank you. "

For first-class customers, the flight attendants have always been responsive, especially for such a handsome guy, so they took the initiative to send a few more desserts.

Ever since Hawking ate the cake made by his own milk white rabbit, all desserts in the world have been out of his eyes. Looking at the small cake brought by the stewardess, he was extremely disgusted. He crossed his legs and held his chin. "You may not know that I have eaten too many delicious cakes. I don't eat anything like this."

Coincidentally, this stewardess is also a member of He Ming's foodie fans. Just half an hour ago, she was watching the live broadcast in front of her mobile phone screen and screaming. Now when someone mentions delicious cakes, she comes here immediately I became interested, "Ah, you also like cakes, then have you ever eaten my little brother's cakes, just... the little brother who has become popular on the Internet recently, the artist He Ming under Haitian... Let me tell you, The cake made by that little brother is really super delicious, especially the rose cake, it is so delicious that it makes people burst..."

Tsk, there is also rose cake, the milk white rabbit has never given it to him, so unhappy...

But when he thought that the milky white rabbit would be his own in the future, Master Hawking immediately regained his spirits, "His cake-making skills are so good. Unfortunately, I ate all the cakes he specially made for me before, otherwise I would still let him eat." You try it."

"Ahhh, you... you know little brother, you are so lucky..."

Master Hawking's smile grew wider, "You may not know how pestering he is, and I can't help it. He pesters me so much, so I have to let him know."

"You... you won't be?"

Lord Hawking blinked with an innocent look on his face, "I...what am I?"

The stewardess was so excited that she couldn't control herself, but she held back, "It's nothing, I'm a big brother's diehard fan, and I really envy you. Really, if I can get to know my brother, I'll be really happy..."

Mr. Hawking was said to be full of superiority. After taking a sip of coffee, he finally slept contentedly for two hours wearing an eye mask.

The author has something to say: Recently, two young nephews at home have caught a cold, and they have a high fever at every turn, so they are not in the mood and have a stable time code, and the update is unstable, making everyone wait for a long time.

Key points: In the season of frequent colds, you little angels must pay attention.