"Super Great Hoodwinker? What a strange name!"
"Teacher Hu, is it a long story or a short one?”
"Exactly. What type is it?"
"Don't trick us!"
“……”
Most of the audience was still very happy to hear Hu Xuanmao's story, and they all sent bullet comments asking questions.
"Super Hoodwinker is a longer story about urban life. As for how it is, you will have to listen to your own evaluation.”Hu Xuanmao said.
"The urban lifestyle type? Like in web novels?" A reader asked.
"More or less."
In his previous life, Super Hoodwinker had uploaded it at a certain point, and his results were relatively good.
The reason why Hu Xuanmao chose this novel to talk about was not only because he could not remember this novel as clearly as he could in this world, but also because he respected this work more.
The style of this novel was very suitable for storytelling.
……
……
The story was told. Hu Xuanmao organized his thoughts and began to tell it.
He was fooled by a second-rate school and had no strong points. How tragic…
She was cheated by a lousy company and had no hope of youth. It was very sad...
His girlfriend was fooled by a heartless girl, and he was disappointed in love. How tragic…
Buying a car and buying a house, being fooled by a profiteer, life in despair, tragic upgrade, tragic…
There are so many tragedies, so you have to listen to me talk about the Super Trickster first.
……
It was a rather attractive opening. In fact, it was the introduction of the original work. Hu Xuanmao said it clearly without missing a word.
Coupled with his deep and slightly teasing voice, it was hard to say that she really felt something.
Across the screen, many viewers could feel an indescribable feeling.
It seemed like…this story was very attractive!
Storytelling naturally didn't have to be like novels, where there were too many descriptions of the environment and psychology.
Firstly, he couldn't listen to it anymore. Secondly, Hu Xuanmao couldn't remember the content.
Hu Xuanmao was straightforward and went straight to the point.
" In a certain park, something wonderful happened at this moment…"
" A fortune-telling old man, three fat men, and a crowd of onlookers. Our story begins here…"
……
Eh!
Sometimes, it was like this. Once he talked about it, he simply couldn't stop.
Hu Xuanmao only felt that the thoughts in his mind were like spring water, gushing out crazily. He could not stop.
When it came to excitement, Hu Xuanmao was completely in a state of selflessness, just like when he was singing.
What live broadcast? What bullet screen? Spectators?
Hu Xuanmao threw all of them out of his mind and continued to tell the story.
……
It took Hu Xuanmao an hour and a half to get out of this state. Zhang Qige, who was beside him, pulled him back. Otherwise, he would probably be able to continue.
"Ahem…"
His throat was dry and hoarse. After talking for more than an hour, no one could bear it. Hu Xuanmao was like that now. He wanted to greet the audience, but his voice actually became hoarse.
"Teacher Hu, quickly drink some water to moisten your throat.”
"Drink some water and rest!"
"Teacher Hu, don't tire yourself out.”
"That's right. We're not in a hurry to hear such an interesting story in one go.”
"Take care of your body."
"Mr. Hu, if your voice is broken, who will sing such touching songs for us in the future?”
“……”
What was an enthusiastic audience? The people listening to Hu Xuanmao's story in the middle of the night were all like that.
Fish Ball's gifts were once again spammed with messages of concern.
"Oh…"
Hu Xuanmao drank a mouthful of water to moisten his throat. He was quite touched when he saw the bullet comments.
"Put it down. I'll definitely take care of my body and protect my throat.”Hu Xuanmao said.
This time, it was indeed a little crazy. He could actually tell a story for more than an hour without any distracting thoughts. Hu Xuanmao himself felt that it was a little exaggerated.
"How was my story?" Hu Xuanmao asked.
It was rare for him to be a little nervous. After all, he had spent so much effort. He must not be despised by the audience. That would not be good.
"Sure! Teacher Hu's lecture was so attractive.”
"Indeed, I didn't think of the questions that the fortune-teller asked at the first moment.”
"I didn't expect a sentence to have so many meanings. I'm ashamed.”
"If the father is alive, the mother will die first."It can also be said that the father died first, and even if both parents were alive, it would still make sense. This…"
"That's right. There's also that saying,'Three people in a peach garden are sworn brothers, and one plum tree grows alone.' This saying is also absolutely perfect.”
"I feel that the protagonist is handsome. This character has been brought to life by Teacher Hu. That sentence and action, I can feel a deep meaning in them. Am I thinking too much?”
"I feel the same."
"Mr. Hu, how many more stories are there? I feel that if this is written, it won't be a problem to write a novel with a million words!”
“……”
He had succeeded!
Looking at the bullet comments that had already exploded, it was obvious that this story had attracted the audience.
It wasn't empty talk or praise without a bottom line. The comments were all based on the plot of the book. It was obvious that the story itself attracted them, not the identity of Teacher Hu.
This was the effect that Hu Xuanmao wanted.
"Dear viewers, I don't think I can finish this story in two months, so you don't have to worry about the lack of content. The only thing you have to consider is whether you can pull yourself together and listen to my story at eleven o'clock at night.”Hu Xuanmao said.
"6666, Teacher Little Hu is awesome.”
"I can't even finish it in two months. Fine, I won't be sleeping for the next two months.”
"Same as before, stay up late to listen to Teacher Hu's story!”
"Teacher Hu, as long as you come, I guarantee that I'll be 100% there.”
"The brothers on the morning shift can't watch it. I'm begging my online friends to record it and upload it online.”
“……”
Eh?
At this moment, something suddenly happened in Hu Xuanmao's live broadcast room.
……
(Mr. Hu added me as a friend, I have something to discuss) I gave the streamer 20 rockets, come and watch!
……
So awesome!
There were still tycoons appearing at this time? He had given himself 20 rockets.
Moreover, this rich guy didn't really use this Douyu ID just to add me as a friend, right? Hu Xuanmao guessed.
If that was the case, he could only express his willfulness.
10,000 RMB to add him as a friend. What else could he say?
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