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Chapter 9 Calligraphy Culture Is Fake (Part [-])
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"I'm going, what just happened!"

"There is no barrage, no interaction, and I actually watched the whole thing!"

"You are not alone!"

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"Anchor, talk quickly, what were you doing just now?"

As soon as Nan Shu raised her head, she was startled by the barrage on the whole screen.

The 24-inch optical brain screen is tightly covered by thousands of bullet screens!
Nan Shu looked at the number of people in the room on the upper right corner of the screen, and was shocked again, 800 million people!
Didn't her live broadcast room only have a few hundred people at the beginning?She just wrote a calligraphy, how did it skyrocket so much?

Nan Shu was a little confused.

However, the audience who just entered the live broadcast room were more confused than she was when they saw the barrage of bullets on the screen.

"What's going on, just entered the live broadcast room, did something happen just now?"

"Yeah, please explain to those who see it~"

"Waiting for you in the wind and rain, in the barrage."

The live broadcasts were posted one by one, but the people who had watched Nan Shu's live broadcast before were too busy asking what happened to Nan Shu just now, and had no time to answer.

"Okay." Nan Shu came back to her senses, looked at the soaring barrage, and said helplessly, "You don't need to post so much, I can't see it."

As soon as the melodious and clear voice appeared, the bullet screen was eerily silent for two seconds, and the next moment, when the wave of bullet screen was completely wiped away, the screen was actually empty, with only a few bullet screens floating here and there.

Nanshu: "..."

Do interstellar people play like this?
The audience in the live broadcast room were also dumbfounded. They didn't know why, although the anchor's voice was very pleasant, but they just felt that there was an aura. Once the anchor spoke, they didn't dare to continue posting barrage.

The audience thought about it, and felt that this aura..., um... is very similar to the aura of the dean of education in the Internet language in ancient times.

Afterwards, the audience who poured in witnessed the scene just now, and they were taken aback for a moment, and started to swipe the barrage: "Puff hahaha, is the style of this anchor's painting so strange?"

"It's because I'm getting old, or because the anchor is drifting away. I can't keep up with the trend of your live broadcast industry."

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Seeing that the painting style was about to crooked again, Nan Shu quickly opened her mouth, "That was calligraphy just now."

"Calligraphy, what is calligraphy?"

"Then what was it that the anchor was spinning around in his hand just now?"

The barrage started to pop up again, probably because Nan Shu's words just now had an effect. Although there were a lot of barrages, they were still readable.

"Ding—" In the mind, the mechanical voice of the system sounded: "The host has successfully spread civilization and obtained star points: 8888."

Nan Shu was stunned. What did she do, as if she just said, "That was calligraphy just now?"

In a word, the system gave her 8888 star points? !
Is the system not ventilated?

Shaking her head, Nan Shu directly closed the barrage.

Regardless of whether the system is convulsed or not, she explained it first.

"That was calligraphy just now. The four things I use are called brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, the pens are called Jianhao brushes, and the inkstone is that one, called..."

"Ding——, the host successfully spread civilization and obtained star points: 2638."

"Ding——, host transmission..."

"Ding——, host..."

Accompanied by Nanshu's soft and detailed explanation, the system issued a series of prompts.

Nanshu: "..."

Star points can still earn this much?
Although very happy, Nan Shu still turned off the notification sound, temporarily suppressed the excitement in her heart, and explained seriously.

In this era when culture is extremely scarce and is about to stop flowing, there is nothing wrong with the explanation and dissemination of culture.

After spending 15 minutes explaining the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Nan Shu rested for a while and opened the barrage again.

The number of bullet screens has decreased a lot, and most people are reminiscing about it, while a small number of people said: "Where did the anchor know these things?"

"Anchor, are you sure what you said is right? I've never heard of this thing?"

"That's right, return to Huaxia? What is Huaxia, and in which corner of the world is it?"

The audience, who were digesting and understanding, looked at these bullet screens for a while, and secretly thought in their hearts that it is good to have a new culture, but if it is made up, it is wrong to cheat money.

It's a crime to make up nonsense.

The barrage was sent flying again, "I don't believe it, I've never heard of these things."

"Although I also think those pens, inks, papers and inkstones are quite attractive, but they are just attractive. If you want me to believe it, you can't unless you show evidence."

"The anchor must have made it up!"

"You can't say that. The anchor must have confidence after talking for so long."

"Yes, yes, no matter what you say, I trust the anchor."

"You have forgotten the feeling of writing and grinding just now. Is that what pseudo-culture can have?"

The barrage gradually divided into two factions, the more noisy and fiercer they became.

The number of people in the live broadcast room also skyrocketed, and the number of people in many other live broadcast rooms even began to decline after broadcasting. After all, culture has always been the focus of people's attention.

Nanshu looked at the quarrels on the screen, and laughed angrily. The calligraphy culture has been brilliant for thousands of years. Based on what they don't know, they can speculate and slander wantonly if they have never heard of it?

In a fit of anger, Nan Shu turned on the hate mode.

"Fake it? Make it up? Don't use ignorance as an excuse!"

"Say I'm making up assumptions, why don't you look up the information and see what the Huaxia in the corners of your mouth is like?"

"Great China, a millennium inheritance, you don't understand it, just speculate here, is this your respect for culture?"

"Now you say you don't understand or don't know, and you are slandering speculation here, but have you ever thought about it, if the culture of calligraphy is real? Is it a broad culture that has been passed down for thousands of years?"

"Have you ever respected culture?"

Nan Shu's series of words stunned everyone, but Nan Shu's words were so forceful that she didn't know where to refute.

There was no sound in the live broadcast room again.

Everyone was shocked by Nan Shu.

Playing live broadcast for so many years, I have seen one anchor piss off several people, but I have never seen one anchor piss off millions of people!

What's more, it's loud and powerful, and there's no way to refute it.

After a few seconds.

In the silence, a barrage finally appeared in the live broadcast room with nearly 1000 million people:
"That... I... I am a student, and my grandfather is the vice president of the Chinese Culture Association. He told me... these things, these things are indeed called pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and calligraphy culture does exist... ·”

Immediately, one word shocked a thousand layers of waves!

(End of this chapter)