You Need a Deck of Poker Cards (Seeking Recommendations)

Chen Xu changed the subject and said, "So, I told Zixin, don't ask me to do live streams anymore. You should do it yourself. I'm too straightforward and can't stand this kind of nonsense."

"Then, Zixin tried to persuade me, saying, 'Bro, calm down. What do those people know? They're just a bunch of frogs in a well, with no perspective, and their quality is so low. They're like mad dogs, biting without any evidence. Why bother with them? It's beneath you.'"

Dai Zixin, sitting directly across from him, looked a little confused. When did I ever say those things?

Bang.

Chen Xu slapped the table next to him and said, "When I heard that, I got angry. I said, 'Zixin, how can you say that about your fans? Even if they're frogs in a well, even if their quality is low, even if they're mindless haters, they're still your bread and butter. You have to have at least some respect for them.'"

As Dai Zixin listened, her mouth grew wider and wider.

Meanwhile, the live stream chat was already in an uproar.

"The more I listen, the more something feels off."

"It sounds like he's speaking up for us, but why do I feel like he's actually scolding us?"

"He's literally pointing at us and scolding us."

"This guy is too cunning, right?"

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen a streamer scolding the audience in a roundabout way."

Chen Xu couldn't see the chat, and continued, "At the time, I lectured her. But she wasn't convinced and told me that those questioning trolls never give gifts, so they're not her bread and butter."

"I told her, you have to understand, the reason these people don't give gifts might not be because they're stingy, but just because they're poor. It's wrong for you to discriminate against them like that. You have to have an inclusive heart."

At this point, Dai Zixin finally realized what was happening, and glared at him through gritted teeth. If they weren't live streaming, she would have loved to strangle him.

This bastard is actually slandering me like this during the live stream. It's too much.

Chen Xu didn't notice her expression. After finishing his piece, he felt refreshed.

When Dai Zixin told him that people in the live stream were badmouthing him, he felt very unhappy. He had already planned to retaliate during the next live stream.

However, proving his innocence wasn't easy, and he didn't want to bother with it. But directly cursing would easily get him reported and cause trouble. So, he used this method to vent the anger in his chest.

This time, he had learned his lesson and didn't look at the live stream chat, so as not to upset himself.

Thinking that they would be gathering at the Hot Spring later, he decided to start today's performance.

"Later, I thought about it, and Zixin has it pretty rough. The company makes her work overtime until seven or eight o'clock every day. And at night, she still has to do live streams for you guys, just to earn a little living expenses. It's rare to see a girl as hardworking as her. As a friend, I should help out where I can."

"Today, I've prepared something new. If you guys think it's okay, please give more gifts."

As he spoke, he took out a white radish and said, "What I'm going to perform today is cutting radishes. When I was little, I liked to go to Grandma's house. She grew a lot of radishes, more than we could eat. Every time she cooked, I would rush to help cut the radishes. When the knife cut down, the crisp sound was really beautiful."

"Now, I'll cut it for you to hear. Zixin, zoom in the camera a little." Chen Xu waved to Dai Zixin.

Dai Zixin looked a little puzzled when she heard that he was going to cut radishes. Chen Xu hadn't revealed what program he was going to perform beforehand, so even she didn't know.

However, she had complete confidence in him and moved the camera closer.

And in the live stream, another wave of comments flooded in, "This is awesome, I've been all over the major live streaming platforms for years, and I've never seen anyone perform cutting radishes."

"Is the streamer serious? There are tens of thousands of people watching you cut radishes?"

"Are you kidding us?"

"However, I feel like things aren't that simple."

"This streamer is very cunning, he's definitely trying to trick us."

Chen Xu asked with a serious expression, "Do you know how to cut radishes to make them taste good?"

"You must cut them into uniform sizes, the same length, with no more than one millimeter difference. Only then can you ensure that every piece has the exact same taste and texture."

As he spoke, he took out a ruler and a pen. He measured with the ruler and drew four or five lines on the radish.

Dai Zixin couldn't help but laugh as she watched him spout nonsense with a straight face. She had to admit, once Chen Xu stood in front of the live stream camera, he was like a different person.

He usually wasn't this talkative.

Chen Xu put away the pen and ruler and said, "Alright, now we can start cutting."

He feigned searching his body, his expression changing as he said, "Crap, I forgot to bring my knife. What do we do now?"

"I have one here, you can borrow it."

Nearby, a few spectators had gathered at some point, and one of them suddenly spoke up, actually pulling out a small folding knife and handing it over.

For a moment, Chen Xu's expression froze.

Someone actually ran out to spoil the fun. How was he supposed to respond to that? Dai Zixin, who was filming, almost burst out laughing. She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it. Afraid of provoking Chen Xu, she was struggling to hold it in.

"Take it, don't be polite," the kind person said enthusiastically.

Chen Xu looked at him expressionlessly, finally saying, "No need, I only use my own knife, thank you."

The man was taken aback, and retreated awkwardly.

Chen Xu managed his expression, and said to the camera, "When, um, when we don't have a knife on hand, how do we cut this radish?"

He stumbled a bit, finally getting the sentence out smoothly, his tone becoming fluent, "At this time, what you need is a deck of Poker Cards."

As he spoke, he took out a deck of cards from his pocket, opened it, shuffled the cards a few times, and said, "It's just a coincidence, I bought a deck of Poker Cards when I passed a convenience store just now."

"Of course, some people will ask, how can paper Poker Cards cut a radish? I'll show you."

Chen Xu drew a few cards from the deck, putting the rest back into his pocket. Then, he stepped back a few steps, "First, you need to step back a bit, about five meters away. Then, pinch it with two fingers, and flick it out like this."

As he spoke, he flicked his wrist, and the Poker Card between his index and middle fingers shot out, sticking into the radish a few meters away. The force was so great that it almost cut the radish in half.

"Did you see that clearly? I'll flick it again."

Chen Xu said, flicking another Poker Card out, spinning as it stuck into the radish.

"The key is wrist strength, look." Immediately, another card appeared on the radish.

"The last one."

After Chen Xu flicked out the last card, he signaled Dai Zixin to give a close-up.

Dai Zixin walked closer to the radish, and couldn't help but gasp when she saw it.

All four Poker Cards were accurately stuck on the line Chen Xu had just drawn.

As the camera zoomed in, the entire live broadcast room was empty for a few seconds, followed by a crazy barrage of comments.

"WTF, am I seeing things?"

"My mom asked me why I'm watching the live broadcast on my knees."

"Honey, come out and see a god..."

PS: Last week of the new book period, preparing to rush the new book list, begging for recommendation tickets.