The Almighty God starts from the NPC in the crying secret room

Chapter 13 "Dandelion's Promise"

The PK activity of the Beta station is actually two anchors connecting to each other within 3 minutes.

The winning anchor can get a certain amount of traffic support.

The more times you win, or if you win in a row, you can still appear in a prominent position on the homepage of the beta live broadcast.

As for how to distinguish between high and low, naturally it depends on the amount of gifts swiped by the audience.

Wu Ming just wanted to change the subject, he didn't care if he could win the PK or not.

After pressing the PK button, Wu Ming's live broadcast room was divided into left and right parts.

The one on the left is him, and the one on the right is waiting for a connection.

Three seconds later, Wu Ming connected to his first "opponent".

The other party was also a male anchor, wearing a white shirt, with fluffy and thick black hair with textured perm.

He also wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which looked refined.

"Hello." Wu Ming had just greeted the other party, but the bullet screen in his live broadcast room was not calm.

"Damn it! Bake dry biscuits!"

"Master Nong is unlucky! PK him at the beginning, it is impossible to win!"

"Hmph! It's just that there are more fans! In terms of appearance, my Nongbao is slightly better."

"But it's pretty good, maybe I can attract a wave of fans of dry biscuits!"

"Yeah! There seem to be quite a lot of female fans of biscuits."

It's no wonder that the audience in Wu Ming's live broadcast room is so excited. This anchor, nicknamed "Baoganbing", has about 50 fans.

Among all the anchors on the beta station, the body size is above average.

Moreover, Luoganbing is also a powerful singing anchor, good at pop music and opera, and has a high fan stickiness.

It's just been connected, and the score of the dry biscuit has reached [-].

In other words, the audience in his live broadcast room gave him gifts worth 1 yuan within seconds.

"Master Nong, hello!" The dry biscuit greeted with a smile.

"Huh? Do you know me?" Through the introduction of the barrage, Wu Ming probably knows the power of the baked biscuits.

He really didn't expect that the other party knew him.

"Of course. When you ran with a group of people that night, I watched the live broadcast the whole time."

"It turned out to be like this. Thank you for your support. In fact, it was a misunderstanding that night, and I feel sorry for those people."

Just as the dry biscuit opened his mouth to say something, his cell phone rang. It was the sound effect of an incoming letter from Goose Letter.

He casually picked up his mobile phone and clicked on Goose Letter to take a look, the smile of baking dry cakes gradually faded, and finally his eyes turned slightly red.

Seeing the change in the baker's expression, Wu Ming couldn't help asking, "Are you okay?"

Putting down the phone, Bake Biscuit smiled wryly and said, "Sorry, I made everyone laugh, I just saw a... message."

Maybe it's because of the need to listen, or maybe it's because Wu Ming's good looks make a good first impression.

The dry biscuit actually directly said what news he saw.

It turned out that his childhood sweetheart got married and sent him a goose letter asking him to attend the wedding.

"I always thought that the relationship between me and her was like brothers, but when I saw the news of her marriage..."

Having said that, the dry biscuit took a deep breath before continuing: "I am really happy for her,

But my heart hurts a little... hey... I really..."

The dry biscuit felt that the thousands of words in his heart seemed to have a body, blocking his throat, making him not know what to say.

When he turned his gaze, he happened to see a guitar behind Wu Ming.

This made him ask in a strange way: "Can you sing me a song?"

He has always sung to other people, and some people find comfort in his singing when they are down.

But as the saying goes, "It is difficult for a doctor to heal himself", it was his turn when something happened to him.

He can't even speak well, let alone sing to comfort himself.

"Okay. I'll try."

The other party's request was not too much, and Wu Ming also thought that it would be a good thing if he could comfort the other party.

It's just that when he picked up the guitar and fiddled with it a few times to adjust the tone, he found that he didn't know what to sing.

The songs in the memory of the original owner are all sweet songs, which are not suitable for comforting the current baker.

Maybe it will backfire!

Especially among the audience in the live broadcast room of the baked biscuit, many people are still very suspicious of Wu Ming.

"Can this new anchor do it?"

"You don't know how to sing with a guitar, so don't irritate me."

"I think this little brother is quite handsome, shouldn't he?"

"Can you be handsome enough to eat?"

"That's right. Now that there are so many fresh meats, how many of them have real talents?"

【Ding!It is detected that the host needs help, and the parallel world music library is open! 】

【Host, you can specify the range of songs to draw randomly, and each draw consumes [-] reputation. 】

Wu Ming was taken aback by the system's prompt, and then returned to normal.

It seems a bit extravagant to draw a song with [-] prestige, but if it works well, you might be able to earn more prestige.

For example, the dry biscuits in front of you are a good example.

He can have 50 fans because of his singing skills and original songs.

And the things produced by the system shouldn't be that bad.

As long as you get a good song, it will not only comfort you, but also make you a good investment. Why not do it?
Thinking of this, Wu Ming said in his mind: "Extraction! It's a song suitable for the current bakers and biscuits."

【Ding!Appointed successfully!Deduct [-] prestige and start drawing...]

[Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the parallel world song - "Dandelion's Promise"! 】

[The remaining reputation is 110 points. 】

After extracting "Dandelion's Promise", everything about this song was quickly digested by Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was also pleasantly surprised to find that this song was perfectly integrated with elementary guitar skills.

Even if Wu Ming is playing for the first time, he can still play the melody smoothly.

If Wu Ming acquires other songs or the ability to acquire other musical instruments in the future, he will also be able to perform a perfect fusion.

With a soft breath, Wu Ming suppressed the joy in his heart.

The primary emotions are automatically triggered, allowing him to quickly find the feeling he should have when singing this song.

The strings are plucked, and the melody sounds.

The audience in the live broadcast room where the biscuits were baked before was frequently posting bullet screens to comfort him, and some of them were questioning Wu Ming.

But at the moment when they heard the melody, their hands typing on the keyboard paused slightly.

"Dandelions by the elementary school fence,

It is the scenery with taste in memory,
The sound of cicadas came from the napping playground,

It still sounds good after many years..."

And when Wu Ming sang, not only baked dry cakes, but many people's eyes began to turn red.

They thought of their childhood, that carefree summer, and the girl in school uniform amidst the chirping of cicadas.

"Send a wish origami plane as a letter,
Because we can't wait for the shooting star,

Seriously toss the coin that decides fate,

but don't know where to go,

The promise of growing up together,

It's so clear, I believe it's ticked,

We agreed to travel together,
It is the only waywardness you insist on now..."

The dry biscuit couldn't help crying, but no one comforted him at this time, because many people couldn't help crying too.

But at this time, the 3 minutes of the PK were up, the connection between the two live broadcast rooms was automatically disconnected, and Wu Ming's singing stopped abruptly.

The dry biscuit hurriedly found Wu Ming's live broadcast room, and his audience also urged him.

Some of the more impatient ones went directly to Wu Ming's live broadcast room.

They are interrupted just after they are immersed in it. The feeling is similar to being woken up when they are sleeping comfortably.

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