My identity as an ancient celestial master was exposed by yearning

Chapter 39 Answering Fans' Distress

"Grandpa, is it sweet?"

Zhang Zifeng asked with a smile.

"It's not as sweet as before."

Xiao Chen answered truthfully.

Tomatoes used to be much sweeter than they are now.

After all, the natives of South America used tomatoes as sugar.

"Grandpa, look at my phone."

At this time, Peng Yuchang came to Xiao Chen's side with his mobile phone.

"I don't understand this stuff."

Xiao Chen waved his hand.

"No, Grandpa, it was one of your fans who asked you a question through my Weibo!"

Peng Yuchang explained.

"fan?"

Xiao Chen was confused.

In his memory, fans are for eating.

Is it possible that every fan can go online now?

"Grandpa, fans mean people who like you, or people who admire you."

Zhang Zifeng explained with a smile.

"Then why isn't it called vermicelli?"

Xiao Chen frowned, becoming even more puzzled.

"It's a transliteration. FANS in English, translated into Chinese, becomes a fan."

Zhang Zifeng said.

"FANS? I seem to have heard someone tell me this sentence in English."

Xiao Chen fell into memory again.

"Hey? Grandpa, do you still understand English?"

Peng Yuchang said in surprise.

"Brother, didn't grandpa say yesterday that he went abroad?"

Zhang Zifeng said angrily.

"Oh, that's right!"

Peng Yuchang patted his forehead and giggled a few times.

But Xiao Chen was still remembering.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said:
"I remembered! The person who said this word to me seems to be called Washington!"

The brother and sister who were still chatting and laughing were stunned for an instant.

"Grandpa, what did you just say?"

Peng Yuchang murmured.

"That's right, it's Hua Shengdun, who borrowed more than a dozen boxes of gold from me. He said that when he unifies the Americas, he will pay me back twice as much. He also said that he is my most loyal fan."

Xiao Chen spoke to himself.

"Grandpa, don't tease us."

Zhang Zifeng looked at him dumbfounded.

"Oh, forget it, don't mention him."

Xiao Chen waved his hand and didn't continue talking.

Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang looked at each other, thinking that he was making a joke.

"Boy, did you say you have my fans on your phone?"

Xiao Chen patted Peng Yuchang on the shoulder, and changed the topic again.

"Yes! It's a boy!"

Peng Yuchang immediately handed him the phone.

Xiao Chen took it over and took a closer look.

It turned out to be a little boy who was dumped by a girl.

The question asked is this:
Grandpa, I am one of your fans.

I have encountered some troubles recently and would like to ask you for advice.

i have a girlfriend.

We are almost married.

But her family asked me to take out 30 dowry.

Moreover, she also has a younger brother who has done nothing.

She also asked me to post money to her brother to find a girlfriend.

Grandpa, what should I do now?
"There is such a sad man in this world?"

Xiao Chen was speechless after reading the text.

"Grandpa, to tell you the truth, there are quite a lot of men like this now."

Peng Yuchang reminded in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xiao Chen showed a dumbfounding expression.

what's going on?

Are all men these days messed up like this?

Then Xiao Chen thought for a while, and said:

"Either don't marry this woman, or"

Xiao Chen stopped in the middle of speaking.

"Or what?"

Peng Yuchang and Zhang Zifeng asked in unison.

"Either consider her a godsister. Anyway, she is so good to my younger brother. Isn't this much more comfortable than being her husband?"

Xiao Chen stroked his beard and smiled.

Peng Yuchang was stunned on the spot.

Zhang Zifeng was stunned for a second and then burst out laughing.

This is too bamboo shoots!
If it is not enough to be a husband, then be a younger brother.

What kind of shit is this.

The old man looked serious.

It turns out that there are times when the belly is black.

The audience in the live broadcast room also burst into laughter after reacting.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Grandpa, you are too bad!"

"I would like to call you Lao Sun!"

"To be honest, I also want a god-sister."

"Who doesn't want it!"

"But having said that, the old man is right, the boys nowadays are indeed too sad."

"A gift of 30 yuan! And to help her younger brother! It's simply inappropriate!"

"That brother, hurry up and get away while you're not married! Otherwise, hard times are yet to come!"

Go back to the mushroom house.

Peng Yuchang ran away with his phone.

He dare not teach this bad idea to netizens.

Rumor has it that he will be surrounded and beaten by female fists.

"Silly boy, you must teach him as I said!"

Xiao Chen waved at him and shouted.

Peng Yuchang staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Grandpa, you are so funny!"

Zhang Zifeng was amused by him and giggled.

"I also do it out of good intentions."

Xiao Chen stroked his beard and said.

"Grandpa, you can actually create a Weibo by yourself."

Zhang Zifeng said suddenly.

"Weibo? What's that?"

Xiao Chen asked with narrowed eyes.

"It's the software my brother showed you just now. You can download it with your smartphone. Through this software, you can chat with people all over the world."

Zhang Zifeng explained.

"Oh? It's interesting."

Xiao Chen became interested, so he asked:
"Where can I buy a smartphone?"

"You don't need to buy it. Our show is sponsored by a mobile phone brand. As long as you need it, I will ask the director team to bring one over."

Zhang Zifeng said quickly.

"Okay, then get me one."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"Good! I'm going to find the director now!"

Zhang Zifeng put the washed rice into the rice cooker, pressed the cooking switch, and ran out of the house again.

After a while, Zhang Zifeng came to the shed of the program group.

She told the director about it.

The director was dumbfounded after hearing this.

I didn't expect the old man to be so fashionable.

Wanted to learn how to use a smartphone.

But he thought about it.

In fact, this is not a bad thing.

The old man's popularity is so high.

All the fans in the live broadcast room came for him.

Indeed, Xiao Chen should have a platform to communicate with fans.

Thinking of this, the director quickly took out a brand new mobile phone and handed it to Zhang Zifeng.

Afterwards, Zhang Zifeng bounced back to the mushroom house.

It was just in time for dinner.

He Jiong brought all the delicious meals into the shed.

Xiao Chen was sitting on a chair, drinking a small wine.

Zhang Zifeng ran to his side and said with a smile:

"Grandpa! Here's the phone!"

Xiao Chen nodded, put down his chopsticks, and took the phone.

Under the guidance of Zhang Zifeng, he learned to touch the screen.

"This is Weibo, click here to download."

Zhang Zifeng taught tirelessly, just like a little teacher.

"Hmm, so that's how it is."

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes and kept nodding his head.

At this time, Peng Yuchang lowered his voice and said to He Jiong:
"Mr. He, look at Grandpa, does he look like an old man looking at pictures on his mobile phone on the subway?"

"puff!"

The rice in He Jiong's mouth almost spat out.

Because what Peng Yuchang described was indeed very similar!

They are all old people.

They were all frowning, staring at the phone in confusion.

This is simply divine restoration.

The only difference is that Mr. Xiao is much prettier than Mr. Subway.

"Stinky boy! Don't talk nonsense!"

Huang Lei hit Peng Yuchang on the head with a chopstick.

Peng Yuchang stuck out his tongue.

He lowered his head and ate honestly.

(End of this chapter)