Chapter 8 Playing a Hammer Game
The other party started to bargain.
In the end, Lin Yuan only gave him $250 and refused to add anything.
The guy finally made an order, so naturally he didn't want to give up, so he pinched his nose and accepted the $250. He used to be a son-in-law, but his family went bankrupt and his living expenses were cut off.
no way! I had no choice but to come out and set up a stall.
With this $250, at least I have living expenses for today and tomorrow. If it were in the past, he wouldn't worry about $250, and he might not even bother to pick it up if it falls on the floor.
But today is different from the past.
In Lin Yuan's live broadcast room, many people looked down upon the guy's unwillingness to speak Chinese.
The motherland is so powerful, but it still can't let him stand and insist on kneeling, which is simply unreasonable.
When they saw Lin Yuan talking about the price to 250 US dollars, everyone laughed, it was indeed 250 US dollars!
Lin Yuan saw that in this short period of time, the likes had reached 100,000, and the number of online viewers was more than 2,000. This is the largest number of online viewers since his live broadcast.
This is due to his performance yesterday, which made him popular.
After all, if you miss more than one million US dollars, you can be regarded as getting rich overnight. This kind of thing can easily spread on the Internet. Therefore, as soon as he started broadcasting today, there were many people in the live broadcast room.
As for the information in the private messages, it was already 99+, and Lin Yuan was too lazy to check them one by one.
He didn't break his promise and immediately started drawing lucky spectators.
"My IP address is the brother of Five Dogs across from me, and send me a private message on WeChat." Lin Yuan quickly drew the lucky audience.
Others were a little regretful and envious, but they were not discouraged. After all, as long as the likes reached 100,000 again, another lucky viewer would be drawn and receive a cash red envelope of 1,000 yuan.
This activity continues until today.
Almost a minute passed, and when Lin Yuan saw no response from the other party, he said again: "Are the brothers of the five dogs across the way here? Send me a private message on WeChat, or the payment code."
Then, he found the IP address and sent a private message to it.
Others were surprised that they were not in a hurry after winning the prize? I don't like it, or what?
Lin Yuan looked all the way and walked away from several stalls in a row. He couldn't help but sigh that there were so few genuine products, it was not much different from finding a needle in a haystack,
The audience in the live broadcast room complained about him wandering around, do they understand?
I didn't see Lin Yuan looking seriously.
Just stand next to each stall for about ten seconds, glance at it, and take a quick look. Can you really find treasure like this? They don't believe it.
If it were that easy to pick up leaks, there would be no poor people in the world.
In China, in a boys' dormitory, a boy with a broken cover just lost a game and was very angry! He glanced at the cell phone next to him.
The mobile phone screen is Lin Yuan's live broadcast room.
He has been following Lin Yuan for some time. Although he has never received any gifts, he feels that this anchor is very real, so he will go in to gather people whenever he has nothing to do.
Yesterday, watching Lin Yuan suddenly become rich, he even joked: If you want to be rich, don't forget each other!
As soon as the broadcast started today, he was in the live broadcast room. Hearing Lin Yuan talk about finding a golden red envelope, he also liked and participated, then turned off the sound and started playing the game.
In fact, he never thought that he would be drawn, so he didn't pay much attention.
However, it doesn’t matter if you don’t look at it now, you will be shocked when you look at it. Lin Yuan sent him a private message telling him that he had been selected.
What kind of game are you playing?
The depression of losing the game just now was gone. He quickly replied to Lin Yuan, explained the situation, and sent his WeChat message. Then, he spoke in the live broadcast room.
What a big surprise!
Lin Yuan was not verbose. After confirming that the information was correct, he transferred the 1,000 yuan and took a screenshot to show to the people in the live broadcast room to avoid everyone thinking that he did not mean what he said. He brought two mobile phones today, one of which he bought by the way yesterday, so it is very convenient to operate.
Ye Haifeng was very excited after receiving the money.
The roommate's impatient voice came from the side: "Third brother, what's going on? Come in quickly! I'm waiting for you!"
Ye Haifeng: "If you're still playing with a hammer, stop playing around and go out for a late-night snack. I'll treat you."
As soon as these words came out, the other three people in the dormitory looked over in unison.
Going out for a late-night snack? If you want to put it this way, you don’t have to play the game yet.
Today is the weekend, and their school doesn't care. You can go out, and the dormitory will not care.
"Are you sure?" The other three buddies were surprised.
Something doesn't feel right. Did you lose so much that your brain burned out just now? Are you starting to talk nonsense?
"Are you going or not? Hurry up if you go."
"Go, but why?"
"Yes! I haven't slept yet, why do I feel like I'm dreaming?"
Check out the 16-9 book bar and see the correct version!
A normal person would realize that something is wrong if he suddenly asks me to have a late night snack for no reason.
“Didn’t I watch the live broadcast recently?”
Everyone in the dormitory knew about this. At the beginning, they even joked, "If you don't look at beautiful women, what's the point of looking at men?"
Ye Haifeng continued: "Just now, I won a 1,000-yuan cash red envelope in his live broadcast room. People have paid me money. Take a look."
With that said, Ye Haifeng showed his buddy the transfer information on his phone.
When the other three buddies saw it, they all started crying and howling, each one saying "fuck".
And play a ball game! Must go out for a good meal.
Tonight, Ye Haifeng is their adoptive father. If you spend a thousand dollars to buy a gift for a woman, people may still look down on you, but if you spend a thousand dollars to treat your brother to a meal, then you are an adopted father.
"You can also go in and follow and like, and you will find that the gold red envelope event is still going on." Ye Haifeng did not forget to increase Lin Yuan's popularity and make his own roommate.
If it were before, the other three buddies would have ignored him, but now they are more active than the other.
……
Lin Yuan continued to walk around for a while, and the treasure hunt instrument once again had a bright spot. This time the highlight color was yellow, which cheered up Lin Yuan.
His eyes fell on the stall next to him.
The stall owner brought an orange cat with him. The orange cat was looking at the stall. He himself was fast asleep with a newspaper covering his face, not caring about other people's eyes.
If it weren't for the stall, everyone would have thought he was a homeless man!
Homelessness is all too common in the United States.
There were not many things on the stall, only seven or eight items, making it easy for Lin Yuan to find the treasure.
It was a cup, with a painting on the belly wall of the cup. The picture was of a plum blossom. The slanting old stem and the blooming white plums were outlined in thick and light ink colors, and were lined with lake rocks, bamboo, and narcissus. The composition of the painting is sparse and generous, and the colors are cool and bright, as if there is a subtle fragrance floating in it, making people feel like they are in a "sea of fragrant snow".
On the other side of the cup is a poem: The plain snow is on the tree, and the fragrant wind is full of branches.
In addition, there is a seal with the word "Shanghai" on the cup.
"Boss, wake up. How can I sell this cup?" Lin Yuan shouted.
The orange cat turned around, used its paws to peel off the newspaper on its owner's face, and let out a "meow" sound, as if to wake up its owner: business is coming.
Seeing this scene, the audience in the live broadcast room called the cat in their dreams.
(End of chapter)