The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 977 - 976. Alternative Mukbang

Just when the audience and the loyal fans couldn’t understand, Tang Shu finally spoke up.

"Today’s agenda is to take everyone on a tour of one of my hometowns, Snow Township. Given that it’s the peak tourist season for this attraction, I’ve decided to get dressed up to avoid delaying everyone’s sightseeing... just making a few adjustments to my appearance, because streaming with a mask on is a bit weird, right?"

As she spoke and moved her hands swiftly, Tang Shu’s originally neat little nose visibly collapsed at an observable rate, followed by thickening eyebrows and eyelid adjustments, transforming her once exquisite features into something utterly ordinary.

"OK, can you still recognize me now?"

The audience in the live stream was flabbergasted after witnessing this transformation.

"Holy shit, holy shit, barely a few minutes have passed, how did she turn into a different person???"

"Where’s Tang Shu? Where did you hide Tang Shu? Who is this person who looks even uglier than me!"

"It’s really... not at all alike compare to just now, if I hadn’t been watching the whole time I would have thought it was a different person..."

"Confirmed, this is a perfectly ordinary genius, hahaha~~~"

"But how is she so fast with her moves? Even the most experienced makeup artists would need at least an hour, right?"

"Cough cough, I’m a makeup artist. Honestly speaking, altering facial features like that is actually very difficult; it’s not impossible, but it takes a long time to perfect—"

"Ladies in the audience, take a look, are you sure this isn’t makeup, huh? My worldview is shaken!"

Indeed, Tang Shu had pulled out the face-changing technique she’d once mixed within the streets. Damo’s popular and advanced face-changing technique was not done using Rouge and Powder, but rather a variety of special tools.

And these were preparations she had made in advance. After all, she couldn’t let her film shooting disrupt a perfectly good scenic area with crowds of onlookers, could she?

Tang Shu quickly packed away her face-changing tools, then took out several small button-like devices from her bag and pinned them to the front of her body, waving to her dedicated photographer.

"Alright, you can clock out for today, I can film on my own from here." freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

Joking aside, even if she had a common face, having a professional photographer following her would still be very noticeable, right?

If you’re going to disguise, do it the best you can!

Photographer: "???"

Wait a minute, what was the guest saying just now about him being off the hook? What the hell is going on here, hey, Program Team, can someone please come out and talk to me—

It only took Tang Shu a minute to proficiently switch the live stream back to other cameras and to fit her own smartphone into the setup.

"So let’s get the live stream started; I’ll introduce Snow Township to the audience in the stream."

"This region is at an altitude of over 1200 meters. Snow Township has a long snow season and frequent snowfall, earning the saying ’no three clear days in a row’. It has a rainy summer and a snowy winter, with continuous snow cover. It has an average yearly snow depth of 2 meters, the snow volume is said to be the highest in China, and it has high-quality, sticky snow, thus enjoying the reputation of ’China’s Snow Township’..."

Live streaming room: "..."

The audience was left stunned by the sequence of seamless actions, still not recovered from the earlier shock, when images of small houses covered in heavy snow popped into the camera view, resembling clouds floating in the sky, cute and endearing.

And when that photographer who had got in touch with their dear Program Team found out... they really didn’t need him to follow!

Not only were the cameras high-definition like no other, but they were also quite stable, producing imagery as if it had been professionally edited. What was even more amazing was that while Tang Shu was introducing the area, she could also address questions from the chat using the smartphone in her hand.

Inexplicably unemployed-ing...

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"Holy cow, this scenery is epic!"

"Good heavens, does our country actually have such a beautiful place? I can’t believe it!"

"Just now someone was saying that the North in winter is desolate, brother come out here, I promise not to beat you to death."

"The sky is so blue, the houses are so exquisitely tiny, and the red lanterns hanging in front of every household are just phenomenal..."

"I can’t take it anymore, I need to buy a ticket, I’m flying there tomorrow!"

Tang Shu totally played the role of an ordinary tourist, from buying entrance tickets to sightseeing entirely hands-on, dealing with everything personally since she was alone.

She even reminded some tourists about important matters to take note of and inquired about homestays of different styles, practically a nosy packet with questions about WIFI, heating, hot water, and bed sizes.

This was simply a walking tourist guide!

The audience watched with nods of professionalism, and the comment section swiftly switched from admiring the scenery to soliciting travel tips.

"I’ve decided, when I go, I’ll stay in that one called... what was it... Xiao Fang’s Home’s farmhouse?"

"Wow, they even provide breakfast, and there’s actually a bonfire at night? This place is good, good, the price is fairly reasonable too!"

Tang Shu moved fast, and after two hours, she had combed through the entire little village, then lifted the camera to her face.

"The focus of this morning’s livestream was all of this, and now it’s... 11 o’clock, I’m going to have lunch, then take a two-hour car ride to the next scenic spot; you guys can switch to other streams. Of course, you can also stay, I’ll keep it streaming the whole time."

Right after, she just let it be, set the camera back to its original position, and trudged through the thick snow--crunching noisily--towards a private kitchen without a word to her viewers.

The internet users who had been watching with envy were left speechless one after another.

"This... she’s actually shooing us away?"

"Did I hear wrong, or is she rushing me to leave? She’s actually shooing us away!"

"Oh my life, that’s it? You’re done? I haven’t had enough yet, it’s just lunch, don’t you know most of the time in the other three streams was wasted on cooking!"

Indeed, as a celebrity, one needs to eat too, and some guests really enjoy cooking segments. The only one who couldn’t cook, Chu Xingyun, went with the cameraman to the company cafeteria, explaining one dish at a time what artists eat.

All guests moved on to the eating segment.

Only Tang Shu was the exception, who found herself a private kitchen, casually sat down, and started eating a bowl of communal meal with big, hearty steamed buns.

She didn’t speak a word throughout, yet the viewers were salivating.

"I’m hungry."

"I’m hungry too, people next door are eating boiled broccoli, Old Master Fan is also having simple, everyday homely dishes, only she’s feasting! This aroma almost wafts through the screen."

"Mommy, are we sure this is Tang Shu? She’s already eaten two buns, the communal dish is almost finished!"

"Can’t you chat a bit? Actually, you could do a food livestream, really."

"How does she manage to eat so fast and not drop any food? How can those slender hands be so adept with chopsticks?"

"Although there’s just one camera, I can still tell Tang Shu has very good table manners."

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