Chapter 239 I Have Tolerated You for a Long Time (35)

Qimingmen also spent a lot of effort for this Dao-attainment competition.

They spared no effort to promote it in various places, constantly inviting people to watch the Dao-attainment competition, so as to show the brand new Qimingmen.

For the cultivators of Qimingmen, the bigger the bet, the higher the profit, and the better the effect of cultivation.

If this Dao-attainment competition can be known to everyone, then the person who wins the first place will surely become famous, so the benefits brought are very tempting, and it is easier to stimulate the awakening of destiny.

But for other cultivators who do not believe in destiny, it is purely Qimingmen who wants to take a big gamble.

However, the reward for the first place this time is quite tempting. The reward of 10,000 spirit stones and the title of honorary immortal master of Qimingmen are very attractive, so they decided to fight for the reward.

Moreover, this time Qimingmen actually invited the Demon Sect to participate, which gave the righteous and evil sides another excellent opportunity to confront each other, which must not be missed.

As a result, the daily income of "Heavenly Soul" hit a new high. The daily income of 7,100 yuan frightened Shuyun so much that he dared not speak, fearing that he was dreaming and would wake up accidentally.

After the countdown was turned on, Zhang Ting's live broadcast room had begun to warm up.

When he arrived at the competition site, he found Lin Yuan. After seeing Lin Yuan alone, he asked in confusion: "Why are you alone? Where is Shangguan Zhi?"

"I don't know. Didn't he go back last night?"

"He came back, but he looked very gloomy. I was preparing the topic for the live broadcast room at that time, so I didn't ask much. Maybe he went to work. By the way, you said you had something to accompany someone yesterday. Where is that person?"

"I suddenly wanted to play cards, and then signed up for the competition. Now I'm preparing."

Zhang Ting nodded, subconsciously thinking of Yue Linglong as a man.

After all, there are few girls playing cards, so he didn't think about it in this direction at all.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he opened the live broadcast room and debugged it with the help of Lin Yuan.

As the first live broadcast in this world, Lin Yuan had to solve many difficulties.

The first problem was focusing. There were ready-made techniques to record the illusion on the scene, but the recording could not see the camera, so the host could easily not know where the audience's field of vision was.

In order to solve this problem, Lin Yuan specially improved the technique and added a pair of floating eyes in it. The place where the eyes looked was the audience's field of vision.

After that, there were also the selection of the playback interface, the opening of the reward function, the production of the message function, etc.

Although there were many problems, it was still quite a sense of accomplishment to overcome these problems one by one.

After the first live broadcast was successful a few days ago, Wang Jiu, Li Zimo and Mo Chi came to appreciate it specially, and showed astonished expressions after watching it.

They had seen dialogues across the air, and they had also seen images across the air, but this kind of technique of a group of people watching a person's performance was the first time they saw it.

Not to mention the reward function, the message function, etc. These functions made the viewing experience extremely interesting and made the performance of one person a carnival for a group of people.

Especially after knowing the large number of problems that Lin Yuan solved in this process, they were speechless.

After being surprised, Wang Jiu patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder and sighed that the chief is the chief.

Those who can kill out of a group of geniuses are indeed extraordinary.

After Zhang Ting and Lin Yuan finished debugging, Zhang Ting's live broadcast officially began.

Liu Xiaoqiang also came here, as Zhang Ting's teleprompter, and also monitored his live broadcast room, ready to deal with some problems at any time.

Seeing that more and more people came to the live broadcast room, Liu Xiaoqiang said that he could rehearse first.

With a light cough, Zhang Ting looked at the eyes floating in the air and said in a clear and loud voice: "Dear fellow cultivators, good morning. It's another sunny day. We are here to welcome the Qimingmen's proof of the Tao competition, here..."

"Stop!"

Lin Yuan decisively asked Zhang Ting to stop, then frowned and looked at Zhang Ting and asked: "Zhang Ting, what's wrong with you?"

"What's going on?" Zhang Ting asked puzzledly.

"Even elementary school students' diaries are more interesting than yours, at least they are sincere. Tell me, what were you doing just now?"

"Reading a script."

"I'm here for you to do something, not for you to read a script. You feel good when you talk nonsense normally, can you just do it as usual?"

"I'll try."

After returning to his seat, Zhang Ting regained his feeling and said, "Good morning, fellow monks. Today is..."

"Stop. It's no different from before."

"Strange."

He lowered his head and couldn't understand why.

He usually talks a lot of nonsense, but when he thought that there were thousands of people watching him and listening to his voice, he couldn't help but become serious.

Holding the Human Emperor Flag, he asked in confusion: "Dad, what do you think is going on?"

"How should I know!" Zhang Quan said dissatisfiedly in the Human Emperor Flag, "I, your father, was originally playing "Human Emperor Realm", but you insisted on asking me to come and assist you. Why should I assist you? Do you want to see you embarrass yourself?"

"I am your son. If I embarrass myself, you will embarrass yourself. If you embarrass yourself, the whole family will embarrass yourself. Why don't you blush?"

"You little beast, how can you say that to your father?"

"From the perspective of the father-son relationship, if you call me a little beast, then what are you?"

"Rebellious son! Look at me and I will deal with you!"

"Father, you'd better think carefully, whose Human Emperor Flag are you in?"

Looking at this scene, Lin Yuan felt that the effect was very good.

There were dirty words and topics, and right at the beginning there was the joke of "sending the foul-mouthed old father to the Human Emperor Flag". Even if the content afterwards was a little dull, everyone wanted to see what this father and son could do.

So, Lin Yuan interrupted the quarrel between the two and said, "Zhang Ting, let your father live broadcast together."

"Is it okay? I feel that this old man will only drag down my rhythm."

"Zhang Ting, if you want to be a ghost cultivator, I will fulfill your wish now."

Nodding, Lin Yuan said, "That's it, you two continue to keep it up. For live broadcast, don't be too restrained, just follow the way you usually chat with your father and son, and then introduce the current enlightenment competition. Okay, let's start directly."

"No rehearsal?"

"I believe in you, that's it."

Liu Xiaoqiang started directly, and the live broadcast room was immediately connected.

There were already thousands of viewers waiting in the live broadcast room. After seeing the illusion in front of them, they also showed astonished expressions like Wang Jiu at the beginning.

This thing can really see other people's illusions.

But this illusion looks so stupid.

Realizing that the live broadcast had begun, Zhang Ting fell into his previous serious state again, saying word by word: "Hello, fellow cultivators, today is the Qimingmen competition..."

"Why are you so serious?" The Renhuangqi on the side jumped up and gave Zhang Ting a big slap, "Be more free and easy, didn't you hear Lin Yuan ask you to be more lively?"

"Old thing, I have tolerated you for a long time!"