In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

Chapter 4 Take a Video of a Crowded Train

"Is it enough to shoot these?" She communicated with the system with her consciousness, "This is the most realistic scene of riding a train in the 60s, and I can't even act it out."

In her previous life, she also saw a lot of nostalgic life videos. The backgrounds were basically in the 80s and [-]s, which brought back memories for many people. At that time, she didn't think it was interesting to watch. Now, when I compare it, I feel that the traces of those performances are too heavy. Without it, a fake is a fake, no matter how many props there are, people can’t pretend, that kind of worrying sallow complexion, that kind of numb eyes, that kind of desire for food, unless you are there, you can face the shock directly.

The system also seemed to be surprised, and said with great emotion, "It's so real, no matter how good the director and actors are, they can't shoot this kind of picture. They can only be similar in appearance but not in spirit. Host, you should be popular soon." gone."

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and upload to earn points." She is still waiting to buy food and toilet paper.

"Well, wait for the post-editing of this system..." The system was very excited and kept nagging, "There are so many people, isn't it uncomfortable to be crowded together? What supported them to endure? And they It's really thin, and I didn't take a picture of a person with a bit of flesh in the whole process. Some people's eyeballs seemed to protrude, and the look in their eyes when they watched others eat, tsk tsk, was like a beast about to pounce on it and bite it. I'm hungry..."

"Kneel down, Xiaotiantian." Song Hongguo is not in the mood to listen to it. Who told her to live in such a life in the future? Outsiders can express their feelings, or be a lively one, or spread some sympathy, but she You have to struggle with it.

Thinking about it this way, I even lost my mind about making videos. After all, no one wants to be watched and commented on as a joke.

It wasn't until two hours later that the system reminded her that the points had started to accrue, and her depressed mood rose a little.

"So fast?"

"It's not too fast. It's the first time for the host to upload a work, and it took a little time to recommend it. If you gain popularity in the future, you can earn points immediately after uploading." The system explained, with a bit of cryptic urging, "Your account The points in the store are constantly changing, there is no one-day or one-month situation, as long as someone clicks on the video, the points will immediately increase, so you can withdraw them for shopping now.”

Song Hongguo stared at the number on the account that changed for a long time on the interface, and asked curiously, "How are these points calculated?"

"One point for one thousand clicks, repeated clicks are not counted."

"So, under the circumstances you recommended, only more than 2 people watched it?" 20 points, the traffic is really bleak, she looked at the price of food again, um, one point is equivalent to one dollar in the previous life , It is enough to buy food.

"Uh, more than 2 is not a lot, maybe it's not popular yet..." the system coaxed with little confidence, "I'll make some videos about cooking or renovating old houses later, and people will watch it."

"Hehe, cooking? Renovating an old house? I think, then I also have to have pots and pans and a house. How many points can I buy?"

The system immediately stopped talking, and it still feels distressed about the medicine that was given away for free.

Song Hongguo stopped paying attention to it, looked at his watch, and began to pack his luggage. Finally, Zishi was almost here.

"Comrade Song, are you going to get off the car?" The man with glasses on the opposite bunk pointed to the two large boxes she dragged out from the lower bunk, and asked enthusiastically, "Do you need help?"

Song Hongguo shook his head and said "Thank you", and pulled out a small cart from under the shop. That's right, it was similar to the trolley cart in the previous life, with four small wheels, and the top was covered with thick wooden boards. It was easy to push two boxes. Not much effort.

This was made by the adoptive father who works in the provincial machinery factory. It took a lot of effort, just to make her daughter feel lighter when she went out. Song Hongguo lamented while tidying up. It is not difficult to understand and accept.

"This small stroller is really convenient." The man with glasses admired, with an envious tone, "It's so easy to go out."

"Where did you buy this?" The older woman's eyes were glued to the car, and she couldn't help asking sourly, "Isn't it a lot of money?"

"My father did it." Although she was an orphan in her previous life and had no chance to call her father at all, at this moment Song Hongguo didn't stutter at all, so it was very natural.

"...Then your father's hands are quite clever." Her tone became more sour, "Let's go together later, and pack a few bags for us along the way."

This natural tone made Song Hongguo smile angrily, "The car has a load capacity, sorry, I can only put down my two boxes, I'm afraid it will fall apart if there are too many."

"you……"

Seeing that her mother was about to get angry with a sullen face, the young woman hurriedly put on an indifferent look, and smoothed things over with a smile, "It's okay, my mother just said casually, it doesn't matter if you help or not, she didn't expect you to be so... …hehe."

This teaser, Song Hongguo looked at her with a half-smile and said, "Didn't expect me to be so sincere, right? Helping is a matter of affection, not helping is a duty, just like the apples and eggs I gave you before." , that’s because I’m willing to give it away for nothing, but now I’m not willing to let you continue to take advantage of it, so it won’t be my fault, right?”

The other party's face was flushed, and the mother couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately said, "The girl is so talkative, be careful that she won't get married."

"I'm so good-looking, and I still have a formal job, so I'm worried about getting married?" Song Hongguo made an incredulous expression, "Then why should your daughter be smashed?"

"you……"

"As for being so talkative..." Song Hongguo tore open the green canvas bag, "If I was so powerful, I could still coax the two of you into emptying the bag? Thanks to the fact that I only took the train for two days, how much more?" For a few days, the contents of my two suitcases may not be kept."

"you……"

The other party had never suffered such a big loss, so she stood up and wanted to quarrel with her. At this time, the flight attendant came over and reminded the station with a loud voice, "Clean up everything quickly, and those who are ready to get off go to the door. Drop something, hurry up, don't squeeze anyone!"

With this interruption, no one has time to do anything else.

The crowded scene was staged again. Many people were not walking by themselves at all, but were being dragged forward, and there were all kinds of cursing voices, noisy and lively.

Fortunately, there were not many people in the sleeper car, so Song Hongguo didn't suffer this crime. She finally checked her luggage to make sure nothing was left behind. Then she put on the military coat, wrapped the scarf around her neck twice casually, and tied the glasses with her. The man said hello and pushed the cart to the door.

The door was wide open, and when we approached, the cold wind rushed in. The cold in the north is the kind of dry cold. The exposed skin seems to be cut by a knife, and the thinner clothes can penetrate into the bones. Song Hongguo couldn't help but rejoice that her time travel was not bad. After all, these days, there are sweaters, leather shoes, and thick military coats. Not everyone has this kind of configuration.

(End of this chapter)