Godly Auxiliary System

"Eyes."    

"Why is it so swollen?"    

"I watched it on the live broadcast tonight."    

"…"    

Ye Lee turned around and went to the counter to grab some medicine. The herbs were mint, ephedra, rhubarb, mirabilite, gardenia, talc, platinum, and other herbs to help clear away the heat and dispel the inflammation.    

"There is some inflammation in your eyes. Clean it well. Do not stay up late during this period. Take care of your medicine bag."    

"Go back and cook it for three days. You can recover after eating three doses."    

"Remember, you can't stay up late at night, or else it will get worse." Ye Lee warned as he looked at the young man in front of him, who was also in his twenties.    

How long had this guy been holding it up? His eyes were almost swollen like blisters.    

"Hiss, aiya, it hurts …" The young man held his swollen eyes, grimacing in pain. He never thought that he would be able to watch a live broadcast peacefully from his home, only to find someone sitting at home and bringing disaster upon him from the heavens.    

These two days, there were not many people at the clinic. Ye Lee sat down and laughed: "What's so good about a live broadcast? Young people need to pay more attention to their bodies.    

The young man rolled his eyes at Ye Lee, "Doctor Ye, I can tell that you are one of those people who do not care about entertainment. With how stressful life is for us at work, it would be boring if we did not watch and relax at night when we return home."    

"When we enter the live broadcast room at night, everyone is talented. Your elder brother's words are also very nice. It's quite interesting to see a thief here …" "Oh right, you're not watching the live broadcast, why don't I recommend one to you …"    

The young man skillfully took out his cell phone, and opened a certain Fighting Shrimp app.    

A sexy girl immediately jumped out of the screen and started dancing.    

"Cough, cough …" "A mistake, a mistake!"    

The young man smiled embarrassedly and quickly left. Once again, he opened up a live broadcast room.    

When Ye Lee looked at it, he felt that it was really "f * cking".    

The name of the broadcast room was very familiar: "Fighting Shrimp First Singing God!"    

The interface displayed, "The streamer is on his way."    

The young man pointed to the recording, and a familiar voice immediately sounded. The more Ye Lee looked, the weirder his expression.    

"This is a newly-ignited host from Fighting Shrimp. Doctor Ye, look, his singing is so..." The young man tapped his finger on the screen.    

"I guess you normally don't watch live broadcasts. Go to the Fighting Shrimp. It's pretty fun, and you don't need to charge. You can just poke out free prawn pills. It'll be faster this way to level up."    

The young man continued to talk, and even began to teach Ye Lee how to level up his Fighting Shrimp Platform.    

"Look, this is the streamer. He even sang 'Everything Grows'. The show's effects on the live broadcast were very good …" The young man intentionally sped up and showed the most exciting part to Ye Lee.    

Ye Lee looked at the video, at his familiar chin, and nodded slightly speechlessly.    

"I only paid attention to this streamer for the past two days. He's really talented …"    

The young man still wanted to dodge two videos, but Ye Lee quickly stopped him, "Alright, alright, be careful of your eyes."    

"Go back and take care of your rest. Don't keep thinking about the live broadcast."    

The young man lifted up the medicine bag, and repeatedly agreed. However, he secretly wanted to watch the Singing God live broadcast on time tonight.    

"..."    

At 8 PM in the evening.    

Ye Lee opened up the broadcast room on time.    

"Huh?"    

He discovered that his attention of the day before had only reached eighty thousand, but today, it had somehow risen to two hundred and eighty thousand.    

What was going on?    

Ye Lee was confused.    

However, the more people there were, the better.    

At this moment, there were already many spectators waiting in the live broadcast room. There were tens of thousands of people.    

Moreover.    

As the live broadcast room was switched on, the number of viewers continued to increase after the system announcement.    

"Good evening, Singing God!"    

"Fighting Shrimp first jaw is up!"    

"Good evening, streamer. The empty gang is good!"    

"…"    

Ye Lee adjusted the Camera and cleared his throat, "En, good evening everyone."    

"May I ask if this is the streamer for Everything Grows?"    

"Hello everyone, I'm the new blower. Do you want me to follow the procedure or do you want me to start the blowout?"    

A group of viewers, who were watching from video websites and Weibo, happily launched a barrage of bullets.    

"Meng Xin, do you want me to listen to your Imperial Concubine's drunken stupor again?"    

"Why didn't you show your face, streamer? Is it because you're ugly? We won't turn our back on you."    

"Host, quickly sing!"    

"Oh, right." As Ye Lee looked at the bullets flying across the sky, he suddenly thought of a matter.    

"It is now 8: 03. I would like to solemnly remind you that you must protect your eyes and not injure your cornea just to watch the live broadcast. As far as I know, using too much of your eyes will cause inflammation, redness, swelling, and pain in your eyes."    

"Friends who have already suffered from inflammation, stop watching. Rest well!" The last sentence had a deeper meaning.    

At this moment.    

In a certain bedroom, a young man who was lying on a bed watching the live broadcast was suddenly dumbfounded, and did not know what to do.    

What the hell? Why did he feel like the streamer was specifically saying this to him?    

But that's not right, how could "Singing God" know him, much less know that he has inflammation in his eyes.    

Bullets:    

"6666!"    

"The host reminded the audience to protect their eyesight and paid attention to it."    

After that, Ye Lee went straight to the point.    

"We will continue to sing today. As usual, friends who want to play a song, please post the reason for its name on the mailbox in the upper left corner."    

Just as he said this, a frantic email reminder came from below.    

Then, Ye Lee opened his mailbox.    

New Message, 99 +    

It had to be said that the audience was very impressive.    

"id is a friend of the paper airplane:    

Singing God, I am your brainless fan, can I give birth to a monkey for you? "    

Ye Lee said, "Miss, please take care of yourself. Humans cannot give birth to monkeys …"    

The barrage of bullets became excited.    

"Let her live! Let her live! Let her live! "    

"I don't know anything!"    

"The moment I entered, I saw Chang Wei calling for blessings!"    

"She even coquettishly asked me to drink sugar water."    

"Chang Wei, you still dare to say you don't know martial arts?"    

Ye Lee was startled, what is this? A ninth grade sesame official?    

Next.    

"id For the friends who enjoy it:    

Singing God, I am a third year student, and my roommate's grave grass is already 20 zhang tall. Two days ago, he asked me in a dream to hear him say that I want to hear a song of good fortune from below! "    

Ye Lee could not help but laugh bitterly, "Please let your roommate go."    

Bullets:    

"6666!"    

"Being your roommate is really bad luck for eight lifetimes!"    

Next.    

"My name is friend of the forked fish:    

"Meng Xin, I broke up with her yesterday and now, she's working alone on the streets. After working for so many years, she suddenly feels a little sad. Can you sing 'Ten Years of Guangdong Love Stories'?"    

He finally saw a more normal mail.    

Ye Lee heaved a sigh of relief, "Alright, this Guangdong Ten Year Love Story is for you!"    

The prelude sounded.    

"Leave quietly and be alone together    

Scrubbing memories of time to be erased    

"…"