The stall was exposed to 6000 million

Chapter 277

Just when everyone was also angry about it, Zhang Jingchun laughed out loud.

With this smile, the raised hand of the flower apron stopped in the air.

"Zhang Jingchun, my mother is like this, and you can still laugh. Are you still human?"

Zhang Jingchun patted his body at this time and said: "Flower apron, okay, stop making trouble, come and see..."

While talking, I saw Zhang Jingchun chanted something, and then pointed at his fucking body.

Immediately, he saw that the already black body was burning up.

"Ah, Zhang Jingchun, what are you doing?"

"Let's see..."

When the fire receded, the flower apron was dumbfounded when she looked at it again. What the hell is this, it is obviously a paper man.

"Ah, this, this, this..."

"Do you still remember when I asked you for sorghum poles on the first day I came here? This is the paper man I made that day..."

"Ah, this, this is the paper man. I think it's my mother?"

"Remember the water I asked you to put on your eyelids when I asked you to live broadcast catching water ghosts with me?"

"That? Remember, didn't you say it's anti-drowsiness? You also said it's the same as essential oil."

Zhang Jingchun said with a smile: "This cow sees the shade, it is made of cow's tears. Only by rubbing this on the eyelids, you can see the scenery after the illusion, and you can also see things that ordinary people can't see."

At this time, the live broadcast room was also lively: "I'll go, is it true or not, Zhang Jingchun will talk nonsense in a serious manner? Is this all right? I will try it another day.",

"That's right. He said that he smeared his eyes and saw his mother, but we didn't smear our eyes. Why do we see his mother? This is unscientific!"

"That's right, maybe this Jingchun has some kind of witchcraft. It's deliberately bewitching this beard."

Zhang Jingchun said with a smile: "My family, don't discuss such a simple question. The reason why you can see it is because I also wiped Niu Jianyin on the camera of this mobile phone. Do you understand?"

Hua Weiqun pulled Zhang Jingchun at this moment: "Zhang Jing... no no, Zhang Jingchun, I, I'm still a little confused now, I'm still worried, let's go home quickly, I need to see my mother."

Zhang Jingchun smiled and said, "You can call your mother right now."

"Yes, yes."

At this time, the fat man hurriedly called his mother, and waited three times before he got a response.

"Hey Mom, is that you?"

"no!"

"Ah, no, I, I sound like it, Mom, I'm not kidding you, are you?"

A fucking voice came from the phone: "You kid, what do you mean? You called me in the middle of the night and asked if I was your mother. Is there something wrong with your mind?"

Hearing this, Hua Apron smiled.

"Mom, I, yes, yes, I just fell asleep in a daze. It's okay. Mom, we'll be right back."

After hanging up the phone, they went home together.

Back home, when he saw that his parents were well, Hua Weiqun hugged the second elder and cried like a child.

What happened just now, I talked about it in detail. Although the two elders didn't believe it, but seeing the screen recorded by Zhang Jingchun, I couldn't believe it.

Many people also recorded what happened that night, and many people posted it on the Internet, and even more people looked for him.

Anyway, Zhang Jingchun was fine, and after Hua Weiqun settled the matter, they went back to Zizhu Pavilion together.

When they came, they brought their whole family with them. After visiting the Zizhu Pavilion, the two elders kept showing their thumbs.

"No wonder he is so powerful. This child Jing Chun is a well-known master in the industry. It is really an honor for our family to meet you as a noble person."

In the afternoon, the family went back.

His younger brother Ershengzi's spirit has also become very normal. In front of Zhang Jingchun, he said that he must learn the craft from his brother, and he must make the shop very popular.

In the next few days, I will go there when I have something to do. When no one is looking for it, I will popularize Fengshui knowledge on the Kuaiyin platform, edit some Fengshui stories and so on. If I have time, I will broadcast live to chat with everyone and listen to their stories. If it is convenient Just help them solve it on the spot.

In the end, Gao Xiaoyu suggested that it is better to let everyone broadcast gifts to solve the problem. After all, there are some trivial matters, if you want to ask for [-], there are indeed many people who cannot accept it.

Zhang Jingchun felt that it made sense, so he set a fixed time, every night at 9 o'clock in the evening to talk about Feng Shui live, and a cloud-piercing arrow to answer questions.

There is a saying that goes well, wherever your heart is, there will be your harvest.

When Zhang Jingchun put his mind on the live broadcast room, his fans increased by more than 100 million in just one month.

During the live broadcast every night, there are constant discussions on the public screen, because a cloud piercing arrow can answer questions, and with such a favorable price, there are really people queuing up every night. 】

Although every day is very fulfilling, Zhang Jingchun really likes it very much.

Especially listening to everyone talk about the weird things they encountered every day is very interesting.

Grandma and mother have also become die-hard fans of Zhang Jingchun. Whenever he broadcasts live every day, they will lie on the bed with their mobile phones and watch the live broadcast.

Let's say that day, Zhang Jingchun returned to Zizhu Pavilion after eating early, and started a live broadcast.

As soon as the broadcast started, more than 30 Cloud Piercing Arrows have already been uploaded, and it is estimated that the broadcast will be delayed again tonight.

Then I started to connect the wheat one by one!
At this time, Lianmai was a handsome student-like person named Terrible Senior.

"Hello senior, tell me, what can I do for you?"

Although the senior looked like he was only 21 or 2 years old, he showed an expression that didn't match his age.

Especially the melancholy look in his eyes, which makes people feel like Chen Kun.

"Master Zhang, I don't have anything else to ask you for, but I think I have a lot of stories in my heart that I want to tell, and I have followed you for a long time, and I have heard many stories in your live broadcast room. I think I can only feel better if I tell him, otherwise I will feel really uncomfortable when I press him down, I... I don’t have a friend in reality, and I don’t have a friend to talk to.”

"Are you mildly autistic?"

"No, I don't have any. I don't think I have any friends I can talk to. I was the author of a horror story before, but the things involved in the horror story are more sensitive, so the matter of making money by writing is also in vain, so Now my heart is starting to feel depressed again, so I want to tell everyone the real thing that happened around me. It doesn’t need any scientific explanation or deciphering. It’s just a simple expression for everyone to listen to. Just listen to a story, okay?"

(End of this chapter)