Zhang Yanping, looking at the live stream viewer count that had now surpassed a hundred thousand, felt a moment of bewilderment, followed by a sneaky thrill:
Could it be that I have the talent to become an internet celebrity?
But soon, the barrage of comments gave him a lesson in humility.
[Brother, could you move aside a bit so I can see that guy's fishing rod?]
[Brother, can you turn the camera around? I want to see your family's pond... It's really beautiful!]
[Brother, look quick, is there a duck laying eggs in that patch of water plants?]
[Oh no, duck eggs can spoil easily in water, Brother, why don't you sell a batch of eggs like that? I've watched Teacher Qiaoqiao's live stream, and I should be able to pickle them.]
[Brother, where's Teacher Qiaoqiao? Didn't you say she was up in the mountains picking chestnuts?]
[Brother...]
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