Chapter 909 Robots

Shihua has heard about the matter of π, and heard that it has a magical book, which includes life, the universe and everything, but as far as she knows, although there are records in that book that have not yet happened, it is very difficult to inquire about it. It is cumbersome and time-consuming, and it is not necessarily accurate, because the future is not fixed and may change at any time.

So, how did it determine that the person whose id is Xigua will come to her live broadcast room today? It didn't even bother to flip the book.

Shihua suspected that π was perfunctory her, and was about to ask further, but π had already left the bathroom.

However, a few simple conversations with π somewhat freed her from her unpleasant memories temporarily.

Before Zhang Zian came back, she fulfilled her promise, activated the live broadcast app, and planned to broadcast the last live broadcast. She didn't want that cheapskate to see it, because she always felt that she would be ridiculed and asked for electricity and water bills.

After the live broadcast room opened, she first squinted her eyes to check the number of fans. According to her expectation, the number of fans should drop sharply after several days of broadcasting, maybe even less than 3,000.

However, to her astonishment, the number of fans was not only the same, but seemed to have increased by two or three hundred.

[Brother Grape] enters the live broadcast room.

[Day's wildest dog] enters the live broadcast room.

[Brother Grape]: Welcome!

[killme] Enter the live broadcast room.

[Brother Grape]: Welcome!

[killme]: Fuck! So early in the morning, the robot is on duty!

[The wildest dog in the day]: So it is a robot, I clicked in as soon as I saw the anchor started broadcasting, who knows it was still a step late.

These familiar ids are like familiar faces, they will enter every time Shihua broadcasts, although she has never seen their faces, she has designed a face for each of them in her heart [killme] may be a A college student with a face that has just come out of green, with sparse beards on his chin, sitting in the classroom looking down at his mobile phone; [Daily Wildest Dog] may be a social person in his late thirties, with dark complexion and often holding a dog in his mouth. Yan watched the live broadcast; as for [Brother Putao]... Maybe he is really a robot.

[killme]: What is the anchor planning to broadcast today? Still live and sleep?

Shihua frowned, and asked: "Let me ask you why I haven't broadcast live for several days.

You didn't unfollow? Why did the number of fans increase instead of decrease? "

[The wildest dog in Japan]: I don't know why other people watch the live broadcast. Anyway, I watch the live broadcast to kill boredom. I just watch whichever anchor looks pleasing to my eyes. You are the most pleasing to the eye so far.

[killme]: You probably don’t know the host, there is a replay function on the app, even if you don’t live broadcast, some viewers can still watch your previous live broadcasts through video playback, if you find it interesting, just follow me! Anyway, it doesn't cost money to pay attention. That's probably how your new fans get here.

Shihua suddenly realized that she really didn't know this function existed.

More and more ids have entered her live broadcast room one after another, some of them are familiar and some are unfamiliar. Without exception, the new fans were first welcomed by [Grade Grape], then shocked by her perfect appearance, and then sparked heated discussions about whether she had plastic surgery or used a beauty lens. The excitement was even comparable to that of tens of thousands of people. In the big live broadcast room, old fans are no strangers to this.

[Slime Carrot]: Huh~ I used to watch replays, but today I finally caught up with a live anchor! Anchor, why do you always broadcast in the morning? Many people are sleeping or going to work!

There are not a few fans who hold the same opinion. Except for a few people who want to keep the live broadcast time unchanged, most of them asked her to change the next live broadcast time to night, saying that it is more suitable for drainage.

Few people in the live broadcast room used too uncommon characters, and occasionally used some homophonic numbers to replace certain Chinese characters, which Shihua could barely understand.

She wanted to tell them several times that this was the last live broadcast, but watching them give advice on when the live broadcast would be the best, and some people even volunteered to advertise for her, which made her words come to an end. But she couldn't say anything... This was a huge change for her who was open-mouthed, said what she wanted to say, and didn't think about whether her words would hurt others, although she didn't realize it.

The intense discussion came to an end temporarily, and neither the plastic surgery faction nor the non-plastic surgery faction could convince anyone, and the focus of attention shifted to another issue.

[killme]: What is the anchor broadcasting today? Still sleeping?

The barrage is a little sparse, obviously everyone is looking forward to the answer.

Shihua vaguely felt that if she gave an affirmative answer, many viewers would quit the live broadcast room, because if they want to watch and sleep, they can watch the replay of the previous video at any time.

In fact, that's not bad, anyway, she decided that this is the last live broadcast, and it's good to take this opportunity to say goodbye, so that when everyone wants to watch her, they can watch the previous sleeping videos.

She saw that [Paogege] was still sending "welcome" barrages over and over again. After any ID entered the live broadcast room, there was a "welcome" waiting for them. Although many people laughed at [Paogege] as a robot, but He was unaffected and sent "Welcome" as usual. Her heart became more entangled.

[Brother Putao] Of course he is not a robot. When he entered the live broadcast room on the first day, Shihua saw him say something else with his own eyes. He probably wanted to say something else, but was too busy sending "welcome" to say it.

He was just one of her few loyal fans, she didn't ask him to do this, she didn't even thank him, why could he do it to this extent?

There are other familiar ids. When someone bullies her as a foreigner, they talk to her with cryptic insulting words. As a new learner of Chinese, she doesn't understand the connotation of those words at all, and thinks they are praising her. At this time, those The familiar id will scold back and say that he will report it for her.

Looking at these fans who had never met before, she couldn't say the farewell she had prepared in her heart anyway.

Moreover, she hasn't waited for that nasty [Watermelon], if she doesn't scold him happily, she won't be willing to leave like this.

Today's weather is not very good, gloomy, it may rain, and the temperature is much lower than the previous few days, but her skin is heating up, surrounded by warm currents, just like being brought to the sea lava by a white whale near.

Everyone is still waiting, waiting for her to say the content of today's live broadcast.

But if she doesn't broadcast live and sleep, she really doesn't know what to broadcast, after all, she doesn't know anything.

Her gaze wandered around the small bathroom dully, and finally landed on the cover of the stack of fairy tale books on the bathroom cabinet.

"Well... Actually, I don't know anything, I don't know how to play games, I don't know how to do talent, I don't even know how to do splits, I even just started learning Chinese characters... If you don't mind, I want to read you fairy tales, I know It's boring, but it's the only thing I do," she said, looking down.

After she finished speaking, Shihua didn't dare to look at the screen. She felt that there would be many people laughing at her wantonly, and many people would unfollow and quit the live broadcast room, because she had never seen or heard of any anchor who would read fairy tales live , even she herself felt super boring.

She had never confessed like this, and even regretted it a bit. It would be nice if she simply said that this was the last live broadcast.

After two or three minutes, she blushed and looked up at the screen apprehensively. There was no ridicule as she imagined on the screen. Instead, many people expressed their expectations, and the number of fans did not decrease.

She picked up a book of fairy tales, mustered up her courage, and was about to read aloud when she saw another person enter the live broadcast room.

[Watermelon] enters the live broadcast room.

[Brother Grape]: Welcome!

[Watermelon]: Yo? What is the host doing? Read fairy tales? This is quite rare.

Shihua gritted his teeth and stared at the id, and said, "It's you!"

[Watermelon]: It's me, let's see if you can keep me this time, and let me pay attention willingly. "

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