C177 You Give Me This Kind of Thing to Brush
C177 You Give Me This Kind of Thing to Brush
"Meow meow." The big orange cat glanced at Ye Lee and curled itself up, licking its claws.
Ye Lee did not care about it, and turned on the computer, adjusted the Camera, and turned on the broadcast room.
"Good evening, everyone."
The broadcast started in less than thirty seconds, and the popularity of the broadcast rose rapidly. 400,000, 500,000, 600,000, 700,000...
Bullets:
"Good evening, streamer."
"The entertainment district, your emperor is back!"
"I've already waited half a day, I'm three minutes late again today!"
"To be able to make me so infatuated with a male host, you are the first."
"+ Weix Look at Women, 719357051"
Ye Lee looked at it, why did even the small advertisement appeared, it was extremely vulgar, with a tap of his small hand, it was sealed.
The next second, another barrage of bullets appeared.
"+ Weix Look at Women, 719357051"
"+ Weix Look at Women, 719357051"
"..."
"Holy shit, this commercial?" Ye Lee was flustered.
"Hahahaha!"
Water Fairy was amused.
"Don't be funny, streamer."
"Hurry up and upgrade two room management staff. These are all scripts that were written automatically. One person can't seal them all."
Ye Lee thought about it and immediately promoted a few house managers from the fan rankings. Very quickly, under the joint efforts of a few house managers, the small ads were destroyed.
At this time, Fighting Shrimp Entertainment's backstage.
Sun Yanghui: "Is everything ready?"
The technicians said, "Director, don't worry. We've recently installed ten servers. We guarantee that there won't be any problems!"
Sun Yanghui said in a low voice: "That's good, tonight is very important, the server must not have any problems, and we must let the users experience for themselves, that our Fighting Shrimp Platform is painstakingly creating happiness!"
Face value section.
Han Yingying, who had the title of Fighting Shrimp First Sister, had already gone online early. Han Yingying had a pair of bright eyes, and her childish face appeared very exquisite after her makeup was applied.
The barrage went crazy.
"Yingying is so beautiful today."
"Yingying, you're my goddess!"
"Yingying, I love you!"
"Give Yingbao a crazy call!"
Han Yingying had long since gotten used to the barrage of bullets and said in a gentle voice, "Everyone, good evening. Today is the last day of the month, don't forget to brush those who have small gifts."
[System Notice: Elegant Treasure has gifted you with a Rocket for 10,000 years]
[System Notice: xxx is giving away 10,000 prawn pills]
[System Notice:...]
Electricity district.
Sao Zhu had just finished eating a handful of chicken and said to the spectators: "Brothers, it's the time of the end of the month. Let's say this in advance, we will only fight for the 31st day on the gift list this month, no one will brush up on this!"
"6666!"
"Sao Zhu is still being coquettish, fighting for the 31st day of the competition every month, you are giving too much face to the other hosts!"
"I won't say it, let's start with five rocket launchers."
"..."
In a certain streamer's chat group.
A group of big and small anchors were chatting in the group.
"It's the end of the month again."
"We can't get involved in a battle between big hosts."
"I've already prepared the seeds. I'm waiting for the deities to fight."
Singing God Studio.
[System Notice: Smoke Powder has dropped to the ground with a Rocket!]
[System Notice: Smoke Powder has dropped to the ground with a Rocket!]
[System Notice:...]
As soon as the broadcast started, Smoke Powder dropped to the ground and consecutively rewarded ten rockets. This proved its unruly and unruly spirit through its actions. After snatching the treasure chests, it let out a cry of 666!
"Ahem, rational consumption, rational consumption!" Ye Lee wiped his sweat, he had not done anything yet, so he was not used to this feeling.
"6666!"
"Another rational consumption!"
"I keep having the feeling that the streamer is hinting at something."
"How could the host not know? It's the end of the month, aren't you going to check the gift list?"
"Now he's ranked third, there's a chance!"
If his favorite streamer was the number one on the Monthly Gift Board, many of the fans would feel that he had a lot of face. Although the internet was just a virtual platform, the vanity of the people here was undoubtedly magnified by quite a bit.
Very quickly, the rich spoke up, causing the ashes of the cigarette to fall, "If Singing God wants to enter the monthly list today, just say so!"
[System Notice: The Wind Chaser youth, Liu Xing, has gifted you ten aircraft!]
Another famous tycoon who was based in Singing God Studio used his actions to express his attitude.
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room became heated, as if they were ready to start a fight at any moment.
Ye Lee said, "Don't think about competing everyday, it's done for if we just listen to the song properly."
This so-called gift list, if you fought over it, there wouldn't be any more meat. It was all meaningless stuff.
Bullets:
"This streamer is great in every way. He sings well, speaks well, and saves money for his fans. He just looks ugly and doesn't dare to show his face!"
"6666!"
Ye Lee laughed, "Enough, as usual, let's see if you can find anything. We will draw another round of lottery and thank everyone for your gift."
The barrage stirred.
"Everyone, quickly think about it, what hasn't Singing God sung before?"
"I can't, I can't. I've already sung all eight languages for him, what other language is there?"
"That... "Meng Meng, before my roommate started …"
Three minutes later, the lottery was over.
Ye Lee looked at the name of the song, it was more serious this time.
The prelude rang and he entered a state of mind. He sang in a gentle and gentle voice:
"Annoyed with the spring wind, why would my heart be annoyed with the spring wind …"
Familiar tunes, soft classical melodies, and a piece of "Li Xiang Lan". It was as if the atmosphere had come from the history of the last century. The entire live broadcast room was filled with an atmosphere of infatuation and sadness, causing one to be captivated by it.
The barrage of bullets stopped. Only at this moment, when Singing God was singing, everyone could not help but quiet down. At this moment, even sending out an additional barrage of bullets was a blasphemy.
In a certain villa.
A man in his forties leaned back on the sofa with earphones plugged in his ears, listening to the soothing song. He sank into a state of immersion, the cigarette in his hand slowly fell to the ground.
In the university's study room.
The young man put down his pen, looked at the screen, and fell into deep thought …
When they heard it, everyone could not help but close their eyes. This was a unique charm that belonged to the Singing God, as if it was sung in the song:
"Is it a glass of wine that's getting thicker, or is it a vacuum in my heart?"
Why are you so shocked? "
What could he use to feel his heart trembling? Perhaps he could only experience it in the midst of this song.
The song ended, but the aftertaste did not fade. The live broadcast room was very quiet and the screen was very clean.
At this moment, many bullets suddenly burst out, filling the screen:
"Han Yingying will draw the iPod for his live broadcast! "The tycoons are madly shooting off rockets. Everyone, hurry up and go snatch the treasure chests!"
Ye Lee was stunned.
The friends in the live broadcast room were also stunned. At such a crucial moment, you're going to brush these things for me?
The screen was obviously being controlled by some kind of script. Within ten seconds, dozens of messages were sent out. The room managers quickly reacted and sealed the script number.
Water Fairy was enraged.
"Holy shit, his standards are really low!"
"I'm listening to a song, why did you come over to do some trash advertisement!"