After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 8 Popular science carries the cement, you are No.1

Feng Yin took off the gloves on the waistband of his trousers, shook them at the camera and said, "The first thing to do when carrying cement is to wear gloves."

"Wearing gloves can protect your hands from cement burns very well, but gloves also have to be particular about them. You need one that fits well on your hands to prevent them from slipping."

"Second, there are generally two ways to carry cement. The first is to carry it on your shoulders, and the second is to carry it on your back."

"No matter how you carry it, you must do a good job of protection. Soft leather pads should be placed on the shoulders, and it is best to wear waist protection at the waist."

"The last step is the most critical step, how to exert strength."

"Generally speaking, we use our waists to exert strength, and with the help of inertia, we throw the cement bag up. Here, we should protect our eyes so as not to get distracted."

"Everyone, look at Brother Zhao, he has standard movements and professional standards. Remember to come to our Brother Zhao if you have any work in the future!"

Brother Zhao, who was originally shy in front of the camera, suddenly smiled broadly when he heard Feng Yin's last sentence and faced the camera.

"Brother Zhao, you go first, I'll follow right away."

Brother Zhao nodded and started going upstairs.

[Popular science carries the cement, you are No.1. 】

[I actually listened to her very seriously! 】

[My family really has to carry cement upstairs. I am a little embarrassed to see you working so hard. 】

"Don't be embarrassed, 360 lines, everything costs money, you don't spend money, how can you promote social progress and economic development."

"Just do whatever you have to do. As long as you pay me neatly after the work is done, that's better than anything else."

Feng Yin under the camera was ready, and the first bag of cement was thrown onto his shoulder, and then the second bag was also thrown up.

[It’s all routines, it’s all gimmicks, it’s just how others act, it’s just a bunch of people trying to impress people. 】

[I can't believe that this is really Feng Yin, there were so many black materials in the past. 】

"See the world on the road, debate yourself on the road, no need to compare, I am beautiful!"

"Thinking too much is the problem, doing too much is the answer, so let's carry the cement! It will definitely let you eat well, sleep well, and count the rest."

Feng Yin carried two bags of cement and started to go upstairs, his mouth was never idle.

"Aren't you insomnia? Come and carry the cement, and you'll have a good night's sleep."

"If you want to lose weight, just carry cement! You don't have to diet to lose weight."

"Can't you carry cement? That's a problem. This job does require some technical skills. How about this? You can move bricks. If you don't move much, can't you move less?"

……

[Feng Yin, I want to buy your mouth with my real name. 】

[Black to fan!Just because you made me laugh several times today. 】

[I'm not a fan, but I want to be a fan of you today, because my father is a migrant worker.Either way, you bring a little heat to them. 】

There are scattered comments like this in the comment area. Although there are not many followers, it is always a start.

Eighteen bags of cement doesn't take long.

After Feng Yin and Big Brother Zhao finished carrying everything, the two of them held up a bottle of water to the live broadcast camera.

"This is the end of today's cement-carrying live broadcast. In the days to come, I will often be seen dancing on the Internet."

"I will work from time to time and do live broadcasts as a side job. The time and location are uncertain. I'll see you next time."

"Brother Zhao, do you have anything to say?"

Brother Zhao, who was being Q, scratched his head with one hand, pointed to the phone and said, "So you can hear me?"

"Yes, you can rest assured."

Brother Zhao said a little nervously: "Um...son, you study hard and Dad won't be tired."

(End of this chapter)