Fishermen's live stream: Twelve bodies were retrieved at the start.

Lin Mo affectionately ruffled his younger sister Lin Siyu's hair.

Lin Siyu, unusually, did not dodge, but simply gave him a disdainful look before turning her attention back to her phone screen.

"Brother, you don't know, this Zhang Dafuhao is quite famous on the live streaming platform."

She lowered her voice, her tone filled with a gossipy excitement.

"He's a livestreamer who posts pictures of his child, but his livestream content doesn't involve taking his son on trips abroad."

"It's just showing off how his son got first place in another exam, or won a big prize in some piano competition."

"He has millions of fans, and he praises his son as a prodigy in his live streams every day, making him feel incredibly important."

Lin Siyu pursed her lips.

"Just think about it, he brags about how amazing his son is every day, but then he turns around and finds that his child prodigy has thrown his winter break homework into the sea."

"That was a resounding slap in the face!"

"He's probably ready to kill someone right now."

After listening, Lin Mo suddenly understood.

No wonder there was such a strong reaction; they immediately spent 300,000.

This isn't just about a winter break homework assignment; it's about his "prodigy" persona in front of his millions of fans.

"It's also about saving face for him as a 'successful educator'."

Thinking about it this way, half of that 300,000 yuan was hush money, and the other half was buying myself a punching bag.

Once Lin Mo understood this, the guilt she felt towards the child vanished instantly.

He opened his live stream backend with a clear conscience, looking at the still incredibly considerable income after deducting the platform's share.

His mouth stretched from ear to ear.

Just then, he noticed that the number of viewers in his live stream had dropped from a peak of over 900,000 to just over 500,000.

The number of comments on the screen has also decreased significantly.

Where is the anchor? Why isn't the camera moving?

Stop watching! The streamer is live! Everyone go check it out!

[Directions to Zhang Dafuhao's live stream: The trial of the century, a famous scene of fatherly love and filial piety!]

[Thanks to the streamer for bringing this up, this juicy gossip is amazing, I'm off tonight!]

Lin Mo wasn't angry at all; on the contrary, he was overjoyed.

Run, run, let's all go see it!

By simply pointing the camera at this assignment, we've essentially set up a fortress.

As for those who fired the cannons and those who were fired upon, they were both in another live stream room.

All I have to do is sit here, listen to the noise, and collect the money.

Is there any better deal in the world?

"Brother! Look! It's starting! It's starting!"

Lin Siyu excitedly tugged at his arm and handed the phone back to him.

The other crew members on board had also heard about this strange story and craned their necks to get closer.

"Brother Mo, did you really give them 300,000?"

"My goodness, I've been fishing for half my life and I've never seen anyone catch 300,000 yuan by fishing in a net."

"Let us see what that poor kid looks like!"

A group of people, heads crammed together, completely surrounded Lin Siyu's small phone screen.

In the live broadcast, after Zhang Dafuhao kicked the door open, he did not immediately retaliate.

He simply stood at the door, holding a feather duster in one hand and a phone in the other, broadcasting live.

In the bedroom, the chubby boy named Zhang Datou was wearing headphones and excitedly tapping on his tablet.

"Defeat! Double Kill!"

"Hahaha! You piece of trash! I told you not to mess with me!"

He didn't notice his own father at the door until a murderous aura enveloped him.

The chubby boy turned around and was met with Zhang Dafuhao's smiling but treacherous face. He was so startled that his earphones flew off.

"Dad...Dad! Why...why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhang Datou's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition welled up in his mind.

Zhang Dafuhao didn't speak, but slowly walked in, step by step.

With each step he took, Zhang Datou's face grew paler.

"Son."

Zhang Dafuhao finally spoke, his voice surprisingly gentle.

"Have you finished your winter break homework?"

When Zhang Datou heard the words "winter vacation homework," his pupils suddenly contracted.

But he reacted very quickly, immediately putting on a sad expression.

"Dad... my homework... I lost my homework..."

He lowered his head, his shoulders trembling, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

"When we went on a boat trip before, I don't know how, my schoolbag containing my homework just disappeared."

"I've been looking for so long, I was almost crying... I was afraid you'd scold me, so I didn't dare tell you... Waaah..."

This acting is so vivid and expressive.

On the Lin family's fishing boat, the crew members were all stunned.

"Holy crap, this kid's got talent!"

"With acting skills like that, it's a shame she's not going to film school."

Lin Mo was also amazed, thinking that this child was wasting his talent by not becoming an actor.

However, his future Best Actor award came into contact with a director who didn't play by the rules.

"play."

Zhang Dafuhao's smile widened even more.

"Keep acting for me!"

Before the words were even finished, a crisp "snap" was heard!

Although no one could see the scene, the loud noise made everyone watching instinctively shrink back.

The live stream screen shook violently for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Dafuhao's angry roar came from the phone.

"You little brat! You dare try to act with me! I'll break your legs today!"

When the image stabilized, Zhang Datou was covering his buttocks, his face covered in tears and snot; this time he was really crying.

Without saying a word, Zhang Dafu picked up a tablet next to him, quickly operated it a few times, and then shoved it directly into Zhang Datou's face.

"Come on! Open your dog eyes and look carefully! What is this?!"

With tears welling up in his eyes, Zhang Datou raised his head and looked at the tablet screen.

The next second, his crying stopped abruptly.

On the tablet screen, Lin Mo's live stream was clearly displayed.

The camera lens focused steadily on a wet notebook with sand still stuck to its cover, filled with third-grade winter vacation homework.

Zhang Datou's eyes widened instantly, becoming as round as copper bells.

"This...this...how is this possible?!"

He screamed, completely forgetting that he was still acting.

"I clearly threw it overboard while I was on the cruise ship, when nobody was looking!"

"So much time has passed, how could it possibly have been pulled out!"

In his excitement, the chubby boy blurted out everything that was on his mind.

After he finished speaking, he realized what he had said, and he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, looking at his own father in horror.

The whole world seemed to have fallen silent.

On the Lin family's fishing boat, there was silence at first, then a deafening burst of wild laughter erupted.

"Hahahaha!"

"I can't take it anymore, I'm dying of laughter!"

"He's really gone wild! This kid's got real talent!"

"A cross-ocean chase, hahaha, is this notebook equipped with GPS?"

Lin Mo laughed until his stomach hurt and tears almost came out.

He finally understood what "social death" meant.

This child has truly learned a lot today.

In Zhang Dafuhao's live stream, the chat was going crazy.

[Hahahaha, I laughed so hard my neighbor called the police!]

[The best self-destruction of the year! That's for sure!]

[Child: I was terrified. My mouth seemed to have a mind of its own.]

[Thrown on the cruise ship... Good heavens, what kind of grudge could they have held against someone like that!]

[Host, look at your son! He seems to have that serious illness!]

Zhang Dafuhao himself was so angry that he was trembling all over, and his face was as red as a chameleon.

He probably never imagined that his son could be so stupid.

"You unfilial son!"

He roared, his voice cracking.

Seeing the hundreds of thousands of people laughing at him on the screen, and then seeing his own father's murderous expression, Zhang Datou's mental defenses completely collapsed.

He let out a desperate scream.

"ah--!"

Zhang Dafuhao raised the feather duster in his hand, facing his phone camera, striking a tragic pose of sacrificing family for the greater good.

"Dear family members! Today! I'm going to clean house!"

"Let everyone see what happens when you don't study hard and lie to your parents!"

After saying that, he raised the weapon in his hand high.

Just a second before the screen went dark, there were nearly a million viewers in the live stream.

They all clearly heard Zhang Datou's heart-wrenching final scream.

"I hate fishermen—!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the live stream on Lin Siyu's phone suddenly went black.

A cold, impersonal system message slowly appeared in the center of the screen.

This live stream has been banned due to its involvement in content violating regulations, including domestic violence.