Once again, the bottom defeated the top, a perfect counterattack!

Xiao Zichen closed his slightly open mouth and reacted: "What on earth is He Huanxi broadcasting? Come on and take a look!"

Wu Mingfeng was also shocked by this data.

This is more than just a sign of popularity, this is clearly a trend that is going to explode!

If this continues, maybe the popularity during the live broadcast can catch up with the popularity of the variety show feature film!

Wu Mingfeng came to his senses and quickly controlled the screen to cut to He Huanxi's live broadcast room.

——What appeared in front of them was the scene of He Huanxi beating the bark of a tree with all his strength.

Xiao Zichen/Wu Mingfeng:???

It's because they are too old and cannot keep up with the changes of the times.

Or are these young people too good at playing?

Why can't they understand anything?

The barrage in the live broadcast room was very lively and made them even more confused.

[Anchor, let me introduce you to a beating posture. Standing and beating is too tiring. You can sit down and make a long handle connected to the hammer, like a water pumping device in rural areas. When the handle is lifted,

The hammer will rise slowly, and as soon as the handle is released, the hammer will hammer down hard!]

[Anchor, don’t beat it with a hammer. Try to see if you can use a saw to cut off the bark piece by piece, and then break it into small pieces. This way, you can beat it quickly and without fatigue. ]

[The anchor changed her posture. I felt bad for her when I saw it. She had been in the same posture for twenty minutes, right? 】

[Good news! The anchor’s piece of bark seems to have been hammered a little flat!]

Xiao Zichen asked doubtfully: "That's all they care about. Where are they bringing the goods?"

Wu Mingfeng: "Yeah, that's all they care about. Where are the goods?"

Although they were very confused, Xiao Zichen and Wu Mingfeng also stayed to watch He Huanxi hammer the bark.

With such a large piece of bark, He Huanxi could compete with it——

One hour.

This was an hour of extremely hard work, but netizens were filled with excitement after watching it.

Watching the bark of the tree being hammered down bit by bit over time, it's like traveling back to the time when people were making paper thousands of years ago.

He Huanxi's face was rosy and shiny, there were a few crystal beads of sweat on his forehead, and there was some sweat on the tip of his nose, which was caused by the heat after exercise.

At this time, the bark in her hand had been beaten into a piece of fiber paper that could be torn apart.

The beating was uneven in some places, so the fiber paper looked torn apart.

He Huanxi took the initiative to tear apart the fiber papers bit by bit and spread them into a rectangular frame with a bead curtain.

Her eyes seemed to be shining, and she said excitedly: "Now, the time has come to witness the miracle!"

The rectangular frame fell into the water, and the camera zoomed in on the key point——

I saw the torn fibers slowly coming together under the water to form a complete rectangular piece of paper!

This is the magical power of fiber!


Chapter completed!