In the evening, when most people were browsing their phones after get off work, Douyu threw out the deep water bomb.

In just ten minutes, countless self-media have swept away like a flood. Baijia, Sohu, uc and other self-media all push corresponding articles based on user's reading interests. At this time, netizens who are always paying attention to this matter have pushed more than ten articles on their self-media apps.

"Damn, Douyu has really officially announced that the Fengwang actually represents Douyu in the fight against Hanquan."

"Douyu is very strong in this wave. Have all the broadcast rights? Or is it in Fengzi's live broadcast room."

"Good, Feng Wang is going to become a god. He was certified as the strongest anchor of Douyu before the broadcast started. If it started this time, wouldn't that mean..."

"Grandma, this is a group that forced me to download Douyu, a group of people who are uncomfortable."

"I downloaded it yesterday. If you don't look at anything else, just watch me go to Korea to show off and hold the hammer."

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion on the Internet, all looking forward to the day when the battle was decided. Not long after, Mo Feng's Weibo also @Douyu confirmed the matter, and stated that his live broadcast room would be fully broadcast at that time.

According to the official announcement of both parties, those who did not have Douyu app went to download it. After all, the broadcast rights were on Douyu, so it was obviously impossible for other platforms to see it.

As for the domestic boxing industry, there has been an undercurrent, and they are preparing to wait and see. Many boxing clubs have even extended olive branches to Mo Feng, but they can't contact them at all.

......

After a while, Lu Xuan's private office.

At this time, Yu Qing took a document, stepped forward in high heels, and said with a smile on her face: "General Manager, at present, the response online was very good after the official announcement.

In addition, the platform installation rate has reached a hundred times that of the same time period for the first time, up to 113 times. As for Mo Feng’s live broadcast room, it has reached more than three million, and it is still growing. It is estimated that it is expected to exceed five million before the game."

"Do you follow five million before the game?" Lu Xuan was a little surprised, a little beyond his expectations. However, with such a large amount of effort and the top of the hot search list several times in a row, it is not surprising that five million is not surprising. After all, some of Douyu's most popular anchors have more than ten million followers, and Feng Timo has nearly 20 million followers.

At this moment, a confident light flashed in Lu Xuan's eyes and he said in a deep voice: "Tell the Operations Department to increase the conflict between Mo Feng and the Korean boxer. Why don't I teach you what I need to write?"

"Yes, general manager." Yu Qing nodded immediately. In the self-media industry, it was just three points real and seven points fake. Find some external websites to match stickers, and then declare that how Korean boxers shouted, these are all normal operations.

......

The night in spring is slightly cool, and Mo Feng and Jiang Liuying have just got off the plane.

He let out a heavy sigh, took out his phone, looked at the news that had been detonated on his phone, and countless messages on Weibo, and even said that he had nearly three million followers.

As for Mo Feng’s private WeChat, many people sent messages. Since elementary school classmates, almost half of them have been trapped. Some Mo Feng had a good relationship and replied a few words, but Mo Feng, who is in average relationship, didn’t have the heart to pay attention to it.

In the WeChat friend column, what the hell is the 9999 application friend? After a glance, it was almost always avatars of beautiful young models. Mo Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these evil masters.

After a while, I left the garage.

Drive the r8, listen to the roar of the engine, and feel the breeze blowing towards him, Mo Feng's face was filled with enjoyment.

However, although r8 is a supercar, it can only be regarded as a medium and low-volume supercar. It seems that if you have time in the future, you have to go to the Magic City Auto Show to play some supercars with over 10 million yuan, and the two million yuan is obviously not in line with your own style.

There was not much traffic in the city at night, and it didn't take long before the car had already entered the villa.

After parking the car and eating a little, Mo Feng went back to the room. He opened his notebook, tapped his fingers quickly, and searched for various precautions for steel forging. Mo Feng looked over and over again and again. He definitely could not bring the blast furnaces and these things by himself, and they had to be built in the late Han Dynasty.

Simple blast furnaces were also available in the late Han Dynasty. In the late Han Dynasty, steelmaking mainly focused on making steel by making heavy objects into steel. Heavy objects hit the iron blocks and removed all the impurities in the iron blocks. This way, the steelmaking speed was too slow, and ordinary soldiers could only wear normal swords.

As for the difference between steel and iron, the main reason is the difference in carbon components. Pig iron has too high carbon content, so it can be stirred and used to dilute the carbon components to reach the critical value of steel. Of course, these are easy to say, but it takes some effort to operate.

Then, regarding the construction of the blast furnace, Mo Feng saw it only when he fell asleep late at night.

......

The next day, Mo Feng went out early in the morning.

After a while, in the villa in the suburbs, Mo Feng looked at Zhang Xiyuan who was smoking on the car door and couldn't help but honk the horn.

When the car was parked, Mo Feng stepped forward and beat Zhang Xiyuan's chest, then smiled heartily and said, "How do you feel? Can you still adapt? The company is in a state of construction recently and will be relatively busy. It will be much better after this period of time."

"It's okay, I just drove around and around, and there was nothing to be tired." Zhang Xiyuan said with a smile, then lifted the rain in the back of the Raptor and preached: "Xiaofeng, see how these are."

After saying that, Mo Feng looked at it. The composite bows of the same model were placed in bundles, one bundle of ten pieces, and a total of twenty bundles. The black anti-puncture vests, anti-puncture pants, anti-puncture gloves, etc. were also placed in bundles.

In addition to these, there are also many items such as arrows, jungle daggers, accessories on composite bows, etc.

"It's not bad," Mo Feng glanced at him and couldn't help but smile.

"Hehe, it must be good. These are all high-quality products, and the quality is excellent in all aspects." Zhang Xiyuan said while patting his chest, but the next second, the muscles on his mouth began to twitch, and it was very big, and the smile on his face gradually turned into a terrified and unimaginable expression.

At this time, Mo Feng grabbed a scattered compound bow, and then the bow string was pulled to an incredible position under Zhang Xiyuan's gaze, and even the bow frame was slightly twisted.

Bang, the bowstring was broken.

Zhang Xiyuan swallowed a bit stiffly. The bow just now was given by the manufacturer, about 80 pounds, which is considered a heavy bow of the middle and upper level. Yes, but Mo Feng actually broke the bow string directly? Although Zhang Xiyuan had a little knowledge of some of Mo Feng's recent deeds, it was somewhat shocking to him when he happened in front of him.

"It's not bad. These compound bows combined with red fun and other auxiliary aiming things should improve the hit rate a lot." Mo Feng shook his hand and still put the compound bow in the car, and then cut the anti-sting suit. After a test, it was normal.

At this time, Mo Feng put down the object in his hand, curled a smile on his lips and said, "Xiyuan, after removing the things, I will take you to have fun, but I know a lot of clean young models."

Zhang Xiyuan: "..."

Zhang Xiyuan: "Xiao Feng, isn't this suitable?"

"What's wrong with it? Don't worry, you can do it normally." Mo Feng finished speaking earnestly, thinking in his heart how he would persuade Zhang Xiyuan if he refused.

However, at this moment, watching Zhang Xiyuan carry objects in boxes and boxes, Mo Feng's muscles twitched, and the latter also raised his head and spoke righteously: "Xiaofeng, it's not good, it's wrong to have a young model in the guild. Let's do this. As a cousin, I have the obligation to accompany you once, but this time."

Mo Feng: "..."

Damn, when did your cousin become so lazy?
Chapter completed!