Live: Beating the Siberian Tiger violently, this is called Little Lolita?

Chapter 4 The Ugly Thing with a Chic Look
Old Nurse Fengfeng: [Hey, a bird is more obedient than these two naughty sons of my family! ! ! 】

White head to white head: [Damn, this head tilting kill has captured the old man's girlish heart. 】

Seven-step heartbroken jujube: [Seriously, the little lolita anchor plus a clear explanation, it's over, I fell in love! 】

A group of people in the live broadcast room had no resistance at all in the face of a coquettish little guy, and it could be said that the entire battle fell!
Of course, there are always some people who are extremely good at breaking the atmosphere at this time and making others think of some bad memories.

The alligator is beaten every day: [Wait, did you forget that this "little loli" in front of you beat a Siberian tiger so badly that he didn't dare to fight back? 】

Soul Nineteen: [Just with the slap he slapped the Siberian tiger, he couldn't even buckle it against the wall for a 1.9-meter-old man! 】

Wan Zhizhi: [A Siberian tiger weighing more than 500 kilograms does not dare to move, and the live broadcast room may not be enough for her to fight. 】

With the appearance of a barrage, the painting style of the entire live broadcast room instantly turned in another direction.

The new audience looked at Wen Wanwan, who was smiling very sweetly, with three points of horror and seven points of disbelief.

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe that such a small thing of more than one meter can hold a Siberian tiger with a hammer?
Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan's face became darker and darker.

After taking a deep breath, he forced a smile.

"In addition to the little sparrow that just arrived today, there is another small animal at the rescue station."

"Next, I will take everyone to see that little thing, and introduce it to you by the way."

While speaking, Wen Wanwan was already walking towards another room.

The famous medical scientist Lu Renshu once said: The best way to keep yourself from dying is to divert everyone's attention.

Wen Wanwan was very wise and used another little guy to divert attention from her beating the Siberian tiger.

Pushing open the door with one hand, a bird flapping its wings on the shelf under the yellow light came into view.

This guy is basically grape taupe all over, with a dark chestnut brown head topped by a long thin tufted crest.

A black eye line runs from the base of the mouth through the eyes to the back pillow, on both sides of the crest, and is very striking on the chestnut-brown head.

Looking at this little guy, a large number of question marks quickly floated out of the live broadcast room.

Most people's impressions of birds are basically sparrows and swallows. When have you seen this kind of killer?

Wen Wanwan looked at the little guy flying towards him, stretched out a hand to catch it, and also started to popularize science in the live broadcast room.

"This little guy is called a Waxwing, also known as Lianque and Twelve Yellows. It is a bird in the Waxwing family of Aves."

"The body length is 18 cm, the wingspan is 34-35 cm, the weight is 40-64 grams, and the life span is 13 years. It is a small songbird."

"It is found in winter and spring and autumn migration seasons in most parts of our country, and belongs to winter migratory and traveling birds."

Sentences of science popularization, coupled with the shape of this killer, successfully diverted the attention of the live broadcast room.

Zhu Shiba: [My mother, this level of knowledge is already comparable to that of the old professors in our school. 】

Mental patient: [Fuck, this ugly thing looks too chic, right? 】

Yangyang little devil: [How does the anchor know that I like ugly things, I want to raise [looking forward to ipg.]]

……

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Peacebird belongs to the three animals, that is, the "List of Terrestrial Wild Animals Protected by the State that are Beneficial or of Important Economic and Scientific Research Value."

"If you really want to raise it, you can go to the animal protection bureau to go through the formalities. The process will take more than a month, and you can get this ugly bird."

Rurouni Kenshin: [Don't worry, I have a hard time supporting myself, let alone raising it. 】

Naturally: [For one bird a month, would anyone really be so idle? 】

Qianli Xingyun: [Ugly things are cute but cute, that is, can this process be shortened? 】

In fact, many protected animals can be raised, but the complicated procedures are enough to make anyone collapse.

Wen Wanwan also occupies the convenience of the rescue station, so that she can get in touch with many protected animals.

A little plant seed was dug out from the side cabinet and placed on the little guy's dinner plate, and the whole person sat on the chair with the camera.

"Birds don't all eat insects. Waxwings, for example, feed on plant foods such as the fruits, seeds, and shoots of Chinese pine, birch, rose, honeysuckle, weasa, and cascara."

"This is why many people like to raise Waxwings. The recipes are simple and you don't have to worry about preparing worms."

"And its call is very gentle, not harsh, very suitable as an ornamental bird."

Wen Wanwan chatted for more than two hours unknowingly, and it was already early morning.

"That's the end of today's live broadcast, see you tomorrow, remember to pay attention!"

Live broadcasting earns a lot of money. For Wen Wanwan, one day's live broadcasting is enough to feed two Siberian tigers for several meals.

The source of funds for the relief station is actually divided into two parts, one part is the appropriation from above, and the other part is the donation from the society.

The old station master left after handing over the druid's inheritance and rescue station to her.

Without the connections of the old webmaster, Wen Wanwan naturally couldn't get donations from any companies.

The current live broadcast is just an attempt by her. She doesn't expect to get rich, but it can improve the living environment of wild animals to some extent.

If you are rich, you can add a meal to many big guys.

After tidying up the little guy's cage again, Wen Wanwan also yawned and walked upstairs.

Time is like Newton's coffin, always disappearing unconsciously.

……

The next morning.

After Wen Wanwan had breakfast, he took his live broadcast equipment and drove the Wuling God Car to the foot of Changbai Mountain.

Looking up at the mountain road in front of her, Wen Wanwan quickly started the live broadcast.

"Good morning, my friends. I'm the anchor Wanwan. Today I'm going to take you to meet a group of little guys living in the Changbai Mountain area."

As the live broadcast room opened, a large number of viewers poured in quickly.

The young master of Taoism: [Throne, it's only seven o'clock in the morning. When the live broadcast starts at this time, should I sleep or not? 】

Qian Shanniao was absolutely stunned: [Sofa, I came here especially for the name, may I ask that you are the little loli who beat the Siberian tiger and dared not fight back? 】

Dancing on the tip of the pen: [Front row, what are you talking about, how cute the anchor is! (dog head)]

Meng, the melon-eating girl: [What kind of guy are you looking at? It depends on the Siberian tiger! (expect)】

Most of the live broadcast room are old viewers from yesterday, but there are also many new IDs.

Glancing at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Wen Wanwan selectively ignored the black history and walked up the mountain.

(End of this chapter)