Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 33 Going Out
Su Cheng turned on Dou Le curiously, and sure enough, it was on the trending searches.

The first one is #苏格开店#
I clicked in and watched a few videos, but it was still an edited live video.

Netizens discussed enthusiastically in the comment area, and many asked him to quickly post the link.

It made Su Cheng look dazed, he really didn't expect such a trivial matter to be a hot search.

Unexpectedly, the drama "Xiandao Cunxin" became inexplicably popular even before it aired. Many netizens followed up on Weibo and commented on Huahuo Entertainment's account, expressing their expectations.

For Huahuo Entertainment, this was a complete surprise.

As expected, Huahuo Entertainment is from the entertainment industry and has a very keen sense of smell. They immediately posted a Weibo message.

"The crew of "Xiandao Cunxin" is looking forward to cooperating with Master Su Cheng."

Deliberately posted Aite Sucheng in Weibo dynamics.

Such interaction is naturally exciting for netizens who eat melons.

Especially Su Cheng's fans, immediately expressed their support in the comment area when it was broadcast.

The Internet was buzzing, and in the view of the breeze, Su Cheng began to carefully carve the red sandalwood whisk again.

Chen Daochang was already numb, he came as he wanted, and stopped urging Su Cheng.

"Everyone, I have some personal matters to deal with this afternoon, so the broadcast will not start this afternoon."

Su Cheng controlled the micro-drone, pointed the angle at the movement of his hand, the buzzing sound resounded throughout the carving room, and every time the electric carving knife touched the rosewood, it would leave a trace.

When the audience heard that it was a private matter, they all expressed their understanding and didn't ask any further questions. They just teased Daochang Chen.

"Daoist, it seems that you really can't get the red sandalwood whisk today."

"Brother Su is tempting, Daoist, if this matter is left on me, I can't bear it!"

"That's right, the Taoist priest used the Tai Chi sword to beat Brother Su!"

"Like Zhang Sanfeng in "Yi Tian Tu Long Ji", give Brother Su a set of progressive moves!"

Netizens launched a barrage, and for a while, everyone in the live broadcast room urged Chen Daochang to beat Su Cheng.

Wudang Mountain.

Elder Chen Dao was lying on the chair, holding a teapot in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, "My friends, don't talk nonsense, there is no such thing as martial arts in this world, you must believe in science."

Su Cheng glanced at the barrage, couldn't help chuckling twice, then looked at the time, it was already eleven o'clock, he put down the carving knife, and planned to cook first, "Everyone, the anchor is off first, see you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Brother Su."

"Brother Su, the broadcast starts early tomorrow, so don't be late."

Netizens exhorted one after another.

Su Cheng felt amused, nodded helplessly, and then turned off the live broadcast.

Next, he pulled a few cabbages from the vegetable field, took out the tofu left in the refrigerator, and made simple cabbage tofu.

After eating, Su Cheng sat in the engraving room and carefully carved the red sandalwood whisk, waiting for Li Yue to arrive.

After two o'clock, Li Yue came. She looked better in person than in the video, like a sister next door.

Su Cheng carefully read the new contract, which was similar to what Tang Haidong said, and Dou Le was very sincere this time.

The details to be discussed have been written in the contract, and without any problems, Su Cheng and Li Yue, who represents Dou Le, completed the formal signing.

After Li Yue left, Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, the signing of the contract was over, and the next step was to focus on the live broadcast and promote the traditional culture.

……

night.

After Su Cheng washed up, just laying down, the phone suddenly vibrated, and the words Hua Xuewei were displayed on the interface.

"Call at this time?" He looked surprised, but he still connected.

"Do you want to come to Su City again?" Hua Xuewei's slightly excited voice came, making Su Cheng confused.

"What's the matter? Okay, what am I going to Suzhou City for?"

Su Cheng really didn't keep up with Hua Xuewei's rhythm, and her mind didn't turn around.

Sioux City.

Hua Xuewei was lying on the bed, with a pair of white and tender feet folded together. Her pretty face, which was originally full of smiles, suddenly became angry because of Su Cheng's words. She put down her cell phone, got up from the bed and showed her teeth.

Angrily yelling at the phone silently.

After a while, she seemed to be venting, she picked up the phone again, and muttered in a low voice, "Can't I come to Suzhou City if I have nothing to do? Am I not in Suzhou City? Idiot! Elm head!"

Taking a deep breath, Hua Xuewei tried her best to put on a smiling face, "That's right, there was a fashion show held in Suzhou City recently, don't you want to promote the culture of Hanfu?"

Breeze view.

Su Cheng's eyes lit up immediately, "Fashion show? Continue!"

Hua Xuewei couldn't help but rolled her eyes, muttered a few more words viciously, and said, "I think if you want to promote the culture of Hanfu, you don't have to have pure Hanfu. Simple……"

Su Cheng listened carefully to her analysis, nodded first, then shook her head.

It is feasible to integrate modern clothing with national style elements, but it is not called Hanfu with national style elements.

Hanfu is a kind of heritage, a kind of culture, not a simple pile of elements.

Hua Xuewei was still saying, "You can take a look first, just to lay the foundation for "Qingfeng Xiaoyuan", and next time you can let the costumes of "Qingfeng Xiaoyuan" go up."

Su Cheng was surprised.

Dude, think long term.

But it is true, plan ahead and prepare first.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng agreed: "Okay, I will go to Su City tomorrow and look for you then."

Hua Xuewei finally smiled again, as if asking for credit, "It's just for you to see the situation of "Qingfeng Courtyard"."

The two chatted a few more words, and after hanging up the phone, Su Cheng booked a plane ticket and lay down on the bed, gradually falling asleep.

the next day.

Su Cheng got up early in the morning, and after a simple drink of porridge, turned on the live broadcast.

Netizens who had been waiting for a long time swarmed into the live broadcast room.

Immediately, the bullet screen rolled over, all of them praised Su Cheng for being punctual.

Su Cheng looked guilty.

After a while, after the barrage calmed down a bit, he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Then what, everyone, maybe there won't be a live broadcast today."

Netizens are dumbfounded.

"Fuck?! Brother Su, don't play like this!"

"Brother Su played with me before, but not like this."

[Wudang Mountain Daoist Chen]: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, Su Xiaoyou, the prehistoric power of the poor way can no longer be suppressed!!"

Su Cheng sighed helplessly, these netizens were all drama queens.

He glanced at Daoist Chen's barrage, feeling extremely guilty, "I'm sorry, Daoist, I have something to rush to Su City, only two days, I'll be back in two days, I must carve your whisk!"

The micro-drone adjusted the angle to clearly capture Su Cheng's expression in the live broadcast room.

It seems to be a bit too much, after all, Chen Daochang set up an electric carving knife for free, but the red sandalwood whisk has not been able to carve it well.

Su Cheng hurriedly reassured: "Don't worry, Taoist priest, when I come back, even if the sky falls, I can't stop me from carving whisks for you!"

After Chen Daochang made such a fuss, the netizens were all happy.

They all said that it's okay, it's important to deal with things, and it's best to deal with them for a few more days.

The angry Daochang Chen called him an unworthy son of a man.

After closing the live broadcast room, Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing when thinking of the love and killing between Chen Daochang and the netizens.

　New book for support!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)