Godly Auxiliary System

Ye Lee adjusted the Camera well, and greeted the spectators skillfully. These days, the broadcast had been going on for a long time, so he had learnt a few of the common things used by the hosts.    

The curtain of bullets began to sweep up in delight.    

"Good evening, streamer!"    

"Hello everyone. I am the first chin of the National Service. Welcome to my live broadcast room."    

"I'm a newcomer. Do you want me to start off or go through the procedures?"    

"Ahem, my roommate …"    

After interacting with the audience for a while, Ye Lee prepared to sing.    

However, what troubled him the most was that he had to choose a song. It was too sad. The audience cried when they heard it. That kind of terrifying power was hard to describe with words.    

The more cheerful ones, the more bullets they swarmed out like wild horses. Last time, the super manager had complained to him that there were too many of them in his live broadcast room, which resulted in a problem on the backend server.    

It made Ye Lee feel weird, but there was something wrong with the sequence. Other people might have a problem with others, but Ye Lee would definitely have a complaint with the overseer.    

The super manager even asked him to control the audience and stop bombing backstage. The server could not hold on any longer and the technician was going to call the police!    

After thinking about it, Ye Lee decided to draw from the bullet screen.    

It was up to the audience to decide what to sing.    

The names of the bullets filled the sky.    

Three minutes later, the lottery ended.    

Ye Lee saw that he had drawn a newly released song, "Later We".    

Bullet screen.    

"666 is actually this song!"    

"New song, can the host sing?"    

"Did everyone go to see this movie?"    

"No, I'm withdrawing my ticket!"    

"I've been cheated! I won't allow a refund on the second day. It feels like I've been forcefully fed a mouthful of shit!"    

As the audience discussed, they were disgusted by the song's movie with the same title. When it came to this topic, they couldn't help but talk about the voting event that was going on Weibo.    

In order to increase the box office rate, a certain movie platform had maliciously bought tickets for their own movie. After that, on the first day of the movie's release, they had refunded a large amount of tickets so that the left hand came in and out while at the same time tying up the movie theaters.    

Amongst them, the way they operated was very complicated. However, in short, this kind of behavior was very deceptive. It was equivalent to harming the curiosity of a large number of audience members and major cinemas, causing them to constantly criticize them.    

These days, there are more and more movies that sell emotions, and they're getting worse and worse.    

But in general, the song was not bad. Ye Lee definitely knew how to sing it, ever since he acquired the Singer skill, he could understand any song no matter what it was once he listened to it.    

He started to sing lightly. It was a song with a calmer melody.    

"And then …    

They say your heart seems to be healing    

and you're starting to have someone who's watching over you    

I should feel at ease or heartache    

And then …    

In fact, my days are not too bad    

Except for a few moments of rampant reminiscence    

I am glad that there are tears to wash away the bitterness    

And those that were still alive yesterday    

They all have my careful collection    

Maybe you remember, maybe you forget    

"It's not that important anymore."    

"..."    

After the song was finished, the audience all revealed expressions of intoxication, although their expressions could not be seen through the screen.    

"Comfortable!" "No matter how many times Singing God hears it, he will never grow tired of it."    

"The movie may be bad, but the song's not bad."    

"Those invited are all famous singers. I guess they spent all that money on that ending song."    

"Honestly speaking, this is the first time I've seen someone as strong as him sing. The Singing God can use any kind of song …"    

"Don't boast upstairs, I bet ten thousand shrimp balls Singing God can't sing an English song!"    

"Reconsideration, I bet 20,000 shrimp pills!"    

There were many bomb screens, and there were people chatting up there all the time. Ye Lee suddenly felt that something was amiss, the direction of the conversation was not right!    

Sure enough, he began his second lottery draw.    

Suddenly, the screen filled with English songs!    

The friends who had been chatting and farting seemed to have transformed into English bulls now. They raised their hands and released an English barrage of bullets.    

"F * ck, what are you guys doing?" Ye Lee felt that he could not take it anymore, this group of spectators was messing things up.    

Three minutes later, the lottery ended.    

This time, the draw was very firm. It was an English song that even Ye Lee could not recognize, "WelcometoNewYork".    

Ye Lee was momentarily stunned by the title of the song. His English was really poor, he didn't even know how he was able to reach level 4.    

Although the audience could not see his face, from the angle of his chin, it was clear that the streamer had turned silly.    

All along, in their eyes, the Singing God had always been singing whatever song it was, and all of them sang it like a thief or a chicken.    

But now that the Singing God was finally stumped, this made many of the spectators very excited!    

"Hahaha, English level 0 as a host."    

"It's over. The host has turned silly. How can you all bully the host like this?"    

Singing God, don't be terrified. Stand up and tell them loudly that not only do you not understand English, you are also lacking in education!    

"Not only is his education low, he is also ugly. Otherwise, why would he not dare to show his face!"    

"How about this, streamer, if you can't sing, then show your face. We'll forgive you."    

"Reconsideration."    

"+ 1"    

"+ 10086"    

Ye Lee watched the rhythm of the sky being lifted up, and was speechless for a moment. "Some of the audience members, don't go overboard, who says I don't know how to do that?"    

"6666!"    

"You know how to sing, huh?"    

Looks like I really underestimated it if I don't show some of my true abilities today. Ye Lee said in his heart: "You guys wait here, I'll go listen to it."    

As he said that, he opened the music software, copying and pasting the song's name. He plugged in the headphones and switched on the music software.    

This English song was unexpectedly pleasant to the ears. The melody of the foreign song seemed to be very strong, Ye Lee only felt that it was very touching to listen to it, listening to it over and over again, not even paying attention to the screen. In a flash, he listened to it three times.    

"Hey hey, ten minutes have passed!"    

"You've already listened to it three times, so make a sound!"    

"Creak ~"    

Ye Lee shook his head, seeing that the spectators could not wait any longer, he switched off the music.    

"Alright, alright. I'll start singing now."    

After he adjusted the microphone, the prelude to the music began to play.    

The audience suddenly felt something was amiss.    

"Do you feel that this scene is a little familiar?"    

"Why do I remember that when I was singing 'Everything Grows' the last time, he also went to listen to it?"    

"It can't be, it can't be. English is something that cannot be mastered easily without going through systematic learning."    

"If he can sing it on the spot, I'll swallow it down."    

Before the curtain was finished, Ye Lee had already opened his mouth:    

"Walkingthroghacrowd    

Thevillageisaglow    

KaleidoscopeofLoudheartbeatfundercoats    

Everybodiherewantedsomethingmore    

Searchingforasoundwehadn 'theardbefore    

Anditsaid    

WelcometoNewYork...    

(Not counting the number of words in the backstage, so don't say I'm in trouble!)    

The millions of spectators in front of the screen were all shocked!    

They all stared blankly at the screen, speechless!    

A certain spectator who had just released a bomb screen saying that he was going to swallow his laptop live was completely stunned. The speed at which he slapped his face was too fast. He actually managed to sing it out loud. He was simply invincible …    

"66666!"    

"I, Zhao Ri, am convinced!"    

"I, Ye Liangchen, am convinced too!"    

"I take back what I said just now. There is no song in this world that Singing God can't sing!"    

The song ended.    

Ye Lee stopped working and looked at the bullet screen floating past, feeling very comfortable in his heart.    

Causing trouble? It doesn't exist!    

Although he did not understand English, he had a special sensitivity to songs. Even if he did not understand the meaning behind the song, he could still imitate it after listening to it once and it would be very effective.    

System Notice: [My Little Fishy gifted a super rocket]    

System notification: [The Chen family's young master has gifted you 10 planes]    

System notification: [xxx Gift...]    

"..."    

They had all heard of Singing God, the super line streamer of the entertainment division, but what was with this gift? Just what the hell was with it? It was enough to make you, the audience, go crazy by singing!    

Many of the anchors felt helpless and envious at the same time. They were already happy to receive a plane during their live broadcast. They were not on the same level at all.    

Singing God Studio.    

"Thank you for your gift, everyone. I suggest that we consume rationally. We can just spend some free money during the day!" Ye Lee said. With so much real gold and silver, what he got in exchange for was just a few seconds worth of banners being broadcasted.    

Bullets:    

"6666!"    

"Reasonable consumption again"    

"Spectator, help save money for your fans."    

Ye Lee looked and said: "I'm going to continue with the lottery draw. What do you want to hear the next song?    

Just as he said that, the shell screen suddenly exploded again.    

"Convinced? "It doesn't exist!"    

"I, Nicholas Zhao Si, am the first to refuse!"    

"Brothers, the English language is not the only language in this world!"    

Ye Lee looked at the barrage of bullets and felt that something was amiss. Damn, what were these people trying to do?