Song Tan’s Chronicle - Chapter 122.2

She clicked quickly.

First, there were four system messages:

“Congratulations! Your high-quality content has attracted over ninety-nine users. The platform will promote it extensively…”

“Dear Streamer, your content is very popular on our platform. To provide better service and visibility, we invite you to sign a contract with us…”

“Congratulations! Your quality content has gained 999 followers…”

“Congratulations! Your live-stream channel [Country Chronicles] is being promoted to a higher platform…”

Song Tan could hardly contain her excitement. So, she really did have some traffic!

But… why did it happen when she was completely unprepared?

And the content from that day was so random. All she had done was turn on the phone.

Then she looked at the notifications for followers and comments. Hmm, it seemed that Qiao Qiao’s handsome face and Big Bear adorable antics had attracted a lot of viewers.

It must have been a stroke of luck.

But Song Tan had no plans to make Qiao Qiao an internet celebrity. He was pure-hearted, and internet attention could be a bad influence.

As for Big Bear, if people loved watching its funny moments…

She pondered this while quickly filling out the contract information in the backend.

Without waiting for the contract to go through, she decided to start another live stream right away.

Strike while the iron is hot! Capitalize on the traffic, and the opportunity for live-streaming sales is right in front of her!

But looking around, there wasn’t much worth broadcasting, and there weren’t any goods to sell either.

The tea leaves were too expensive; she hadn’t even considered selling them online.

So, what was left?

“Qiao Qiao, are you harvesting honey again this afternoon?”

“Yes,” Qiao Qiao shouted, “We didn’t finish yesterday, and there are still three hives left.”

He was extremely careful when cutting honeycombs to avoid harming the bee larvae, which made him quite slow.

As Qiao Qiao spoke, he expertly brought out his tools and carefully put on his head net and gloves.

When his face was completely covered by the faint black mesh, Song Tan finally raised her phone.

“Alright then, you’ll harvest honey today, and I’ll leave the phone with you. There will be many people watching you work.”

She glanced at the live stream again.

Sure enough, traffic was fleeting like a mirage, and as transient as the morning dew. Halfway into the stream, there were only three viewers, and it was unclear if they had even stayed.

Still, she didn’t feel discouraged. After all, live streaming was something she did casually. If it worked out, great; if not, she wouldn’t lose anything.

Besides, she had already endured bigger setbacks when she initially uploaded her one-stop production videos.

Qiao Qiao, on the other hand, looked puzzled.

“Many people are watching me? Why?”

“Do they also want to learn how to harvest honey?”

He suddenly became excited, “I can teach them! I’m really good at it now! Teacher Qiao Qiao will be very diligent!”

Song Tan: …

She thought she’d have to explain a lot, but never mind, as long as Qiao Qiao was happy.

It seems that every child dreams of becoming a teacher at some point.