Live streaming brings goods, island farmers make a living by farming

Chapter 3: Coming Again
[Lingdang: Host, I received yesterday's goods. Are you really on the island? ]

It was yesterday's guest.

Ji Yunhe freed up one hand, clicked the screen to flip it, and aimed it at the sea not far ahead.

"I'm not lying to you. I'm on an island, for real."

The blue sea, rolling waves, and pink dolphins jumping out of the sea
These scenes intertwined and suddenly played out before Lin Ling's eyes like a fantasy.

She frowned and typed out another message, "But, yesterday's express delivery..." came by rocket?

Ji Yunhe replied calmly: "This is the host's secret, the customer just needs to accept the goods."

Is that so?
Lin Ling frowned even more tightly.

After considering for a moment, she instinctively felt that she could not ask any further, so she deleted a long string of text and sent a few words.

【Lingdang: Sorry, I was presumptuous. 】

After she said this, there was no further news.

Ji Yunhe waited patiently for a while, thinking that the guest would leave, but unexpectedly, the person stayed.

In response, she put down the straw rope and picked up another basket of strawberries and coconuts, "Do you want more strawberries? They're guaranteed to be sweet." She shook the coconut that she had not introduced yesterday, and the sound of water inside was transmitted well into the microphone through the system's reception.

The sound of water is continuous and can be heard even through the thick shell.

Lin Ling, lying on the bed, glanced at the strawberries that had just been washed in the morning, then looked at the unopened coconuts in the living room. After thinking for a while, he placed an order.

The strawberries are delicious and worth the price.

I don't know about coconuts, but my parents like drinking coconut juice, so I can bring some home when we go back for dinner tonight.

After the second order was completed, Ji Yunhe only said that it would be packed and shipped immediately, and then she buried her head in fiddling with her grass.

Seeing her like this, Lin Ling twitched his lips speechlessly.

The anchors of other live broadcast rooms wish they had a loudspeaker hung on their throats so they could talk non-stop 24 hours a day.

This anchor is so good. Apart from introducing the products, she doesn’t say a word else. If you don’t know her, you would think she is mute.

After yesterday's strange incident, Lin Ling felt that the host in front of him was not an ordinary person. He took the initiative to find words and chatted with Ji Yunhe in a casual manner.

Ji Yunhe seemed to think that it was not good to remain silent all the time. When she saw comments that she liked, she would take the time to reply.

001 saw this scene and sighed in distress.

Before binding to the host, it had looked at the memory, and it was clear that she was not like this in the modern world before!
A chatterbox, a social animal working in the 00s, he is in charge of cleaning up the workplace and will roll up his sleeves and get to work if there is any disagreement.

How come he became silent after going to the world of immortal cultivation?

Could it be that the ice spirit root can change a person's habits and turn him or her into an icy beauty?

There is no physical 001, and I only feel circles of question marks flashing on the data.

Humans are so complicated.
While the two were chatting, there were many netizens who clicked into the live broadcast room out of curiosity.

When people came, Ji Yunhe finally acted like a host. She picked up the strawberries and introduced them to the newcomers.

Of course, not everyone is like Lin Ling, who is obsessed with both looks and voices.

When they heard that a basket of strawberries cost 68 yuan and there were only six of them, they were so surprised that they typed a few Chinese quintessence words in the comments.

【Voice 65470: Oh my god, you dare to sell six strawberries for , why don’t you go and grab them! 】

[Lone Wolf and a Flower: Don’t say you are on an island. My hometown is also on an island, but why don’t I see any strawberries growing there?]

[He He: The strawberry background must be fake! The sea is also fake! You guys, relying on your good looks, tell lies without even thinking.]

[Black Cat: Eh! It turns out that being pretty is good. I also want someone to buy me a basket of strawberries for 68 yuan.]

【.】

Bad comments came one after another like an overwhelming flood. Before Ji Yunhe could even read the content of the previous sentence, the next one was pushed up.

In the blink of an eye, the live broadcast room was filled with comments from these people.

Ji Yunhe frowned as she looked at them. These people were so weird. She didn't force anyone to buy or sell anything, so why did they act like she was trying to cheat them out of money?
Besides, if you don’t want to buy it, just quit. What’s the point of making personal attacks on her?

Although Ji Yunhe has traveled through the world of immortal cultivation for a hundred years, he has not forgotten how bad the modern Internet environment is.

Some people, relying on the anonymity of the Internet, wantonly vent all kinds of negative emotions online.

Especially some people who are unhappy with their current life, put on a vest on the Internet, and they can be said to be invincible trolls, trolling whoever they meet.

They can't stand others being rich, can't stand others being beautiful, and even more can't stand being abandoned at the bottom of society.

So when he saw the sixty-eight baskets of strawberries in the live broadcast room, coupled with Ji Yunhe's unattainable look, he was immediately aroused to rebel.

As soon as someone shouted in the group, they put on a fake face and insulted everything in the live broadcast room at will.

From top to bottom, from inside to outside, even the dry grass in Ji Yunhe's hand was attacked indiscriminately.

The comments flew by quickly, and Ji Yunhe's eyes became colder and colder.

Just as I was about to speak, a fresh comment popped up.

[Lingdang: Are you guys crazy? Did they provoke you or offend you? Is it necessary to curse them so badly?]

[Lingdang: Why is sixty-eight expensive? At least it's edible, I feel relieved when I eat it. Unlike some people, sixty-eight is not enough to buy a pack of cigarettes, right?]

[Lingdang: Oh no! How can someone who thinks even 68 is too expensive spend money on cigarettes? Who knows if he is picking up other people's cigarette butts to pretend to be rich?]

【Voice 65470: What are you talking about, you stinky bitch? Where did this lackey come from? Is it your turn to speak?】

[Lingdang: Oh! You're anxious. Are you upset because I guessed it right? ]

【Audio 65470: I...%￥#@@#】

The screen was filled with harmonious words flying around, and a fierce war of words broke out.

Lin Ling is quite something. He can fight against five fussy guys alone and doesn't lose the slightest bit.

Ji Yunhe stared at the screen coldly, with a barely perceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.

001's mechanical voice reported the collected information in her mind without any emotion.

"Host, the information of these people has been found."

The verbal battle in the live broadcast room was quickly posted to the homepage of the spectators. As soon as the video was released, there were dozens of comments.

There is no other reason, it’s just because Ji Yunhe’s appearance attracted a large group of people who are obsessed with looks.

The cold and aloof fairy was bullied by a group of scum, even to the point of making up pornographic rumors.

Some enthusiastic people rushed into the live broadcast room after hearing the whole story, and were eager to seek justice for Ji Yunhe.

However, as soon as this group of people rushed in, they saw a jaw-dropping scene.

The cold fairy they pitied opened her lips slightly, and the words that came out were as creepy as an ice cave.

"Yin 65470, Zhao Qiang, years old, junior high school dropout, currently living in Lishi"

"Black Cat, Bronze Gui, 32 years old, currently living in Difeng City"

"A lone wolf and a flower, Li Zhihua, 24 years old, current address"

"."

Shocking news after shocking news, the most private secrets of Zhao Qiang and others, were easily spoken out by a woman.

And this woman was the one they had just sneered at.

"Clang!!"

In the real world, Zhao Qiang accidentally spilled his instant noodles due to a slip of his hand.

The boiling noodle soup poured onto his thighs, quickly scalding a large area of ​​skin red. In this scorching hot summer, his whole body felt bitingly cold as if he had fallen into an icy lake.

that woman
How can it be! ! ! !
(End of this chapter)