Chapter 138: Live fishing

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Seeing Wang Ping's promise to follow the live broadcast, he was immediately excited, not lazy at all, followed Laiwang, busy busy, and even helped to wash vegetables, cut vegetables, and cook pot.
After lunch, the three of them rested for a while before going to the pond to check. At this time, the water in the pond on the left had bottomed out, and there were waves turning, and the panic of the fish showed no doubt.
There are obviously more fish in this pond than the pond that Wang Pingping cleaned a few days ago, and even some big fish have long jumped out of the water in fear and want to escape.
However, they can only jump from this pit to another pit, no matter how struggling, they can not jump out of this pond.
The sound of pumping water has alarmed the neighbors. The copper lock is holding the rice bowl and the upper body is bare, eating while walking, and then squatting by the river, ready to watch them fishing.
"Erbao, there are a lot of fish in this pond. Those big guys are enough for you."
Tong Suo lived in a household north of Wang Jingyi, the village director. He borrowed Luoyang's shovel to help Wang Ping's wasteland. He had a tendon and a bow on his back.
"After draining the water, and then leaping again, where can I escape? Don't worry, when the water is completely drained, you can easily catch them." Wang Pingping replied, let Laiwang and Wang Wen go to the iron house to get things Sheng fish.
"I'm ugly, but I'm gentle, indifferent in appearance, and insane in heart, that's me ..."
The phone ringing sounded, and Wang Ping took it out and it turned out that it was Ouyang Keke.
"Good brother, I heard that you are broadcasting live at 2:30. I was nearby. Can you come and watch it?"
A good man's life is safe. Wang Ping's online name is also the name registered in the live room. Ouyang Keke sells cute and calls him a good brother. He learned from his fans.
"Yes, just fishing, there is nothing to watch." Wang Ping said generously.
"Well, I'll be in the car and it will be there in ten minutes." Ouyang Keke made a live broadcast nearby in the morning and listened to the anchor group's announcement about Wang Ping's live broadcast in the afternoon.
At this time, Laiwang and Wang Wen had just returned, and had brought a few large buckets in preparation for fish.
"There is still a little water, and it will be finished in more than ten minutes. Now we will start the live broadcast?" Wang Wencai was very active and asked over.
"Wait a moment." Wang Pingyan stretched out, took off his shirt, and began to make preparations to stretch his bones so as not to cramp in the mud.
Lu Sheng ran again. This time, he brought a small bucket and shouted as soon as he met: "Uncle Erbao, today I can go into the water to catch fish, because my homework is well written and praised by the teacher . "
"Oh, very good, that is the credit of your uncle Wencai, you have to thank him." Wang Pingping replied.
Suddenly, Wang Wencai asked nervously, "How did the teacher praise you this time?"
"The teacher said that my essay grades were very stable, and continued to be in the fifth grade level, and gave me three butterflies!" Lu Sheng said with excitement.
"..." The ominous feeling seemed to be fulfilled.
Wang Wencai secretly vowed that he would no longer instruct Lu Sheng to write essays, and simply lowered his level of writing.
The tertiary college student was actually rated as a fifth grade by the teacher. Is his eyes blind?
Wang Pingan lamented: "The genius is really great. The composition he directed can give Lu Sheng praise. In the future, he should guide Lu Sheng more in writing."
Wang Wencai smiled eccentrically: "Oh, in general, it may be a little stronger than you. If I am not in the orchard one day, you can also guide Lu Sheng to write."
"Well, I will." Wang Ping An finished, and he saw Ouyang Keke coming from a distance, with a long dress, white casual shoes, and a long silky shawl, like a lotus.
"Good brother, I'm coming. Do you want to start?" A soft, weak voice came to provoke pity.
"Just right, the pumping is finished, I'm going to start broadcasting." Wang Ping waved at her and explained.
Seeing that Wang Ping's upper body was bare, Ouyang Keke's eyes were a little bright, and immediately took out his mobile phone and took a few photos, ready to take it home and enjoy it slowly.
Wang Ping'an also turned on his mobile phone, entered the live broadcast room, and took a quick look. There were already more than 3,000 fans waiting for him to broadcast live.
And the time now is ten minutes before the half past two.
Wang Ping's upper body was bare, the live broadcast officially started, and the dark live broadcast room suddenly flashed bright light. How many eyes.
"Hello everyone, I am a good person and have a safe life. Our afternoon fishing is about to start. You can take a look at the surrounding environment with me."
"This is a pump. The water in the pond on the left is almost drained. You can see that the water on the right is full. When we catch the fish in the left pond, we can put the right pond back."
"You may have seen the fish in the pond. There are more than a dozen big guys. They are currently muddy and can't see the specific species. However, the fish in our pond are basically those types, black fish, catfish, grass carp , Goya fish, crucian carp, tilapia, fish bar ... etc. "
Wang Ping'an has learned the routines commonly used by anchors. After the broadcast, without any hassle, first introduce the surrounding environment and the crowd.
However, he said that what he said was not concerned by fans at all, and the entire live broadcast room was screaming wildly.
"Ah, I'm going crazy, how did the anchor's muscles work out? It's awesome! I want to lick the screen!"
"Bang Bang Biao, good little brother, do you lack a girlfriend? Can you warm the bed, cook, go to the hall, roll up the bed, people are professional in dancing!"
All fans praised Wang Ping's bodybuilding figure, but no one paid attention to another female anchor "Cokeer" who entered the camera, as well as a dumbfounded anchor "Wencai Wulue" staring at the empty live studio.
Wang Ping'an entered the state and did not care about other things. When he saw that the water was drained, he turned off the pump and asked Laiwang to help himself with his mobile phone and told him some shooting requirements. He took off only shorts and carried a bucket. , Into the mud.
"Laiwang, I also have to go down the river to catch fish. You also help me with my mobile phone, and pay attention to follow us to shoot." Wang Wen is not a person who easily admits defeat, decided to learn something and fight hard with Wang Ping'an.
"Relax, I haven't used my phone, one in my left hand and one in my right hand, and I'm sure to take you lightly." Lai Wang said to him.
In the lens, Wang Wencai also took a bucket and entered the mud of the pond, standing beside Wang Ping'an and started catching fish.
At this time, most of the fish are stuck in the mud, exposing the white scale flowers belly, only fish like black fish, loach, catfish can swim in the mud.
Ouyang Keke, who is standing on the shore, is not here to play. She also wants to broadcast live. After entering the live room, she said to the fans and viewers: "The anchor who has attracted attention on the live broadcast platform yesterday is" A good life is safe ". Everyone must have listened. After that, I happened to know this super handsome male anchor and deliberately brought everyone to visit. "
"When I found 'Good Man's Life Is Safe', I just saw him fishing. Everyone followed my lens to see the two men in the river. Which one is 'Good Man's Life Is Safe'? Guess the prize!"
Ouyang Keke found Wang Ping's live broadcast, and wanted to rub the heat and expand her number of fans, but the development of things exceeded her imagination.
The female fans and the female audience in her room, which had been lost very quickly, went to Wang Ping'an to watch the live broadcast.
"Ah, ah, ah ..." Ouyang Keke shouted, completely ignorant of what happened.