Restrain the anchor, the police uncle can't catch him

On the cramped streets.

The crowd is crowded, dark heads are flowing.

It made Chu Qian even feel a little difficult to breathe.

Is it this street, there are so many people in the first place, or what is going on?

There are too many people here!
There are already so many people.Don't these people know how to go around?

It seems that there must be something tricky inside.

The more this is the case, the more curious the water friends are.

"Is it true that people in the imperial capital like to take unusual paths, the more people there are, the more they like to squeeze here..."

"What are the good things, what is the excitement? These people gather here, and they are not afraid of a stampede..."

"That is to say, I think that no matter how much you like to watch the excitement or something, there won't be so many people crowded together, and you can't breathe. Is it interesting?"

"I really envy people like you who don't have social fear. If I were here, I would probably die directly..."

"Chu Qian, hurry up and take us in to see what's inside?"

"..."

Sure enough, when I went to the innermost part.

Chu Qian saw a strange picture.

The people inside all showed expressions of enjoyment at this time.

After seeing clearly, Chu Qian finally knew what these people were doing.

It turned out that this group of people squatted on the ground in rows.

They all held a piece of cake in their hands and gnawed there.

While chewing, he was still listening to the old man tell his love story.

"My wife and I came to the Imperial City 30 years ago to sell sliced ​​cakes..."

Those who listened were so moved that they were confused, and the cut cakes were covered with snot and tears.

It looked disgusting.

The further you go, the denser the population.

Ordinary people can't squeeze in at all.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were also anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

"Ah, it's so annoying, it seems that I can't get in, who can squeeze in..."

"That is to say, so many people came to eat a sliced ​​cake, and I was convinced..."

"Everyone is so close, it must be impossible to squeeze in, just give up, Qianqian..."

"Forget it, let's live broadcast here, don't make things too difficult for Qianqian..."

"If you squeeze it forcibly, your body will not be able to hold it. I think it's almost the same here. I can hear and see..."

"..."

After hearing that it belongs to us, Chu Qian also decided not to continue to squeeze forward. It would be bad if she hurt someone else. She must be fine.

The old man still cut the cake without changing the color on the original ground.

While cutting, he narrated the story he told before.

At this time, not only the guests in place.

Even the water friends in the live broadcast room were touched again.

"Oh, it's so touching. I didn't expect the old man to travel around with his wife now..."

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to start fulfilling his promise so soon..."

"I didn't expect that we could see him again, the way he told this story..."

"Axi, I really can't do it anymore. Yesterday's Huaqiangbei live broadcast was finally slowed down, and it started again today!"

"That's right, if it's always like this, as a straight man of steel, I piss every day, don't you want to lose face!"

"It seems that the old man's story should have been spread on the Internet, otherwise there would not be so many people patronizing his business..."

"This kind of story should be included in textbooks, it would be great to make it into a movie or TV series..."

"I'm not jealous of old people making money..."

"..."

Chu Qian browsed while walking inside.

Sure enough, it turned out that Uncle Cake Cake has been spread on the Internet.

Especially his love story, which was cut into many clips and released on various short video platforms.

Including bib little sweet potato these.

Basically hot topics.

The comments below are also the same as the water friends in the previous live broadcast room, they were very moved.

"My uncle's love for cutting cakes is so touching...it's 100 times stronger than the love for hawthorn tea!"

"Hahaha, if you talk about the love of the camellia tree upstairs, then I will praise you!"

"Uncle is really a contemporary pure love fighter, much better than today's young people!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo L L L L L L"

"It's all routines, sir, this is pure, can it be the same if you experience it yourself!"

"If there are 10 touching love stories, Grandpa will definitely be on the list!"

"..."

Chu Qian checked as she walked.

Sure enough, it was discovered that the uncle's deeds were spreading more and more widely.

It can be said that a large part of it is her credit.

Including those short video promotions, they are actually clips from her live broadcast in the studio.

In fact, it means that Chu Qian helped the uncle do the publicity invisibly.

Chu Qian was surprised by this, but she was a little relieved.

Sir, this kind of talent should really be popular.

The deeds of the uncle should indeed be spread by the world.

If the uncle can accompany his wife on the journey, and give him a little help.

It was a scene that Chu Qian would like to see very much.

It can be regarded as taking care of the uncle's business in disguise.

The crowd in front of them soon finished listening to the story and eating the cake, and they became a little looser.

Not long after, Chu Qian found out, next to the uncle's booth.

The uncle was cutting the cake with his head down.

Suddenly he looked up and saw a familiar figure.

Then immediately pulled Chu Qian.

Show an excited expression.

"Thank you, little girl, you are such a good person, my business is so good now, thanks to you?!"

Chu Qian smiled.

"Don't say that, sir, you deserve to be fired!"

"The role of the Internet is to let people like you, who have stories and connotations, expand your influence!"

"Now that this goal has been achieved, you should thank yourself and your wife..."

The old man smiled.

"Oh, it's a pity. If you come earlier, I can leave you a piece. I didn't know you were coming..."

Chu Qian smiled and waved her hands.

"It's okay, uncle, I came here after breakfast, and my stomach is still round now..."

"Your business is so hot now!"

Uncle Cake Cutter smiled.

"Isn't it thanks to you, I have a cart full of cakes, and they are sold out as soon as they come out of the stall!"

Chu Qian showed a gratified smile.

"Then you can take your wife to more places!"

Uncle Cake Cutter smiled.

"Yes, but there is only one bad thing. I didn't want to take my wife for a stroll, God?"

"Originally, I planned to sell while shopping..."

"The business is so good now that I sold it in one place!"

"..."

The young people around were also more active in their minds, and instantly understood what the uncle meant.

It turned out that they blocked the road in front, and the uncle wanted to take his wife, and the purpose of playing around was also blocked by them.

No wonder the uncles are worried, or they have no eyesight.

Thinking of this, there was a group of young people standing in the front, squatting on the ground and eating big cakes.

They all got up to make way for the uncle.

"I'm sorry, sir, you are walking, we will follow you..."