The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 166 Two Phone Calls
"Reality is often more absurd than fiction. You know that when this gossip little Liu returned home, he found that a thief had entered the house, and more than 5 yuan in cash had been stolen. Then he turned around and went back to the police station to report the crime just after he came out of the police station. What kind of experience is it?"

When Zheng Fan said this, the screen was full of "hahaha" and "serve it."

"Brother Fan, isn't this thief sent by you?"

Looking at this kind of barrage, Zheng Fan shook his head and said, "I don't have this ability."

"So let's let him go over this matter. Anyway, it's just a false alarm for us. There is no harm. Let's not mention it. The more we mention it, the more embarrassing he will be."

Although it did not cause any loss, this matter was not a glorious one after all, so Zheng Fan wanted to expose it.

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, I will send you a red envelope, thank you for supporting me yesterday and successfully obtaining the Overlord of Hours."

Zheng Fan clicked on the lottery option and set up a barrage lottery.

"Everyone can send a barrage to participate in the lottery."

"Let me see which three songs got the most votes yesterday, and sing a few songs for everyone."

Moving the mouse, Zheng Fan found yesterday's live broadcast voting option.

As expected, No.1 still traveled across the ocean to see you.

The golden song is indeed a golden song. Many people have already contacted Zheng Fan or Wei Yu, wanting to buy the copyright of this song.

But this time Zheng Fan didn't open his eyes to money like before.

First of all, there is no shortage of money now, so of course it has to be sold for a price. This price does not refer to money, but to reputation and the benefits of fame.

It’s like a coal boss who likes this song and is willing to pay 200 million yuan to buy the original singing rights for his mistress, but a TV series with a luxurious lineup and a potential hit only pays [-] yuan to use it as the theme song.

Then Zheng Fan would sell it to the TV crew without hesitation, because he is too lacking in fame right now.

Moreover, the increase in fame value after participating in the program has increased significantly, and now it has clearly entered a bottleneck, increasing by more than ten points every day.

A long way to go.

"Okay, let's start then, I'll give you this song Across the Ocean to See You..."

"Jingle bell, jingle bell..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the phone ringing.

"Sorry, let me check my phone first."

Zheng Fan apologized to the audience in the studio.

Who will be calling?

There are very few people who know Zheng Fan's number. They are all acquaintances and friends. They basically know that Zheng Fan will broadcast live at such a time, and they will not call him unless there is something important.

"Yo, Zheng Jun?"

Picking up the phone and looking at it, Zheng Fan was surprised to find that the call was actually from Zheng Jun.

Hearing Zheng Fan's voice, the audience in the live broadcast room became restless.

"Fuck, my rock music enlightener, Brother Fan, give me your phone, and I'll give you a super rocket!!"

"Niu criticized my brother, is it true or not?"

"You guys haven't had much contact while watching the show. Is your relationship so good in private?"

Zheng Jun has led an era of rock music, and most of Zheng Fan's audience are those who like to listen to music, so he is no stranger to this rock music veteran.

Zheng Fan had no time to check the barrage, but said: "I'll answer the phone first, I'll be back later."

I saw Zheng Fan got up and walked out of the live broadcast room, and then answered the phone.

"Hi, are you busy?"

Zheng Jun's voice came from the phone.

"Not busy, brother Jun, tell me."

This was the first phone call since the two exchanged numbers.

After hearing Zheng Fan saying that he was not busy, Zheng Jun went straight to the topic: "It's like this, I'm planning to hold a New Year's Eve concert at Shanghai Gymnasium on the last day of this month, and I want to invite you to be a guest. I don't know if you Do you have time?"

"Have!"

Zheng Fan quickly gave an answer, this is like having a pillow when you fall asleep. Not long ago, he was thinking that the growth of his fame was too slow, and now he has a ready-made way to improve.

"Well, if you have time, it's best to come one day in advance, let's meet next time."

Zheng Jun had almost no nonsense, and after confirming that Zheng Fan had time, he hung up the phone.

During the whole call, Zheng Jun didn't ask for compensation or thank you, and Zheng Fan didn't ask either.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Fan returned to the live broadcast room and sat back in front of the computer.

"I'm sorry, I just went out to answer a phone call. Hey, the list of winners has come out. These twenty lucky viewers should hurry up and contact Xiao Lingling."

However, the audience in the live broadcast room at this time did not post some bullet screens such as "The winners are all my sons" like before when the lottery ended. The topic was all about the phone call that Zheng Fan answered.

"Brother Fan, why does Zheng Jun want you?"

"Brother Fan, give me Zheng Jun's phone number, I beg you, I will really give you a super rocket."

Feng Feisha: "Are we going to collaborate on a new song?"

"Through the scene just now, I realized that Brother Fan is different from other singing anchors. Who has Zheng Jun's number among ordinary people?"

"Why don't you pick it up here? Is there any secret you dare not tell?"

……

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Zheng Fan explained with a smile: "This is a kind of respect for others, well, there is no secret, you people's thoughts are too dark."

"Okay, okay, let's start singing for everyone."

Zheng Fan clicked on the accompaniment and started today's live broadcast.

……

"Does Zheng Fan still know Zheng Jun?"

Ma Xiaolu was a little shocked in the bedroom. After all, singers of Zheng Jun's level had no contact with ordinary people except for concerts and some videos on the Internet.

Moreover, Zheng Jun is relatively Buddhist, does not have any company, and is often elusive.

Su Linlin at the side heard Ma Xiaolu's words and said with a smile, "Didn't you watch the show? They met through the show."

"I think Zheng Fan's thigh is right. By the way, does he know any director or something? I have always thought I have acting talent since I was a child!"

Ma Xiaolu said to Su Linlin while reviewing the barrage.

Hearing this, Su Linlin couldn't help but smiled coquettishly and said, "Come on, you, I heard that acting is not easy, especially those actresses, who are often raped."

"Hey, the scorer, sister, if you call Wu Yanzu in front of me, you don't need him to do anything, I'll just be a tiger..."

Seeing that the conversation was getting more and more dirty, Ma Xiaolu's cell phone rang.

"Who?"

Seeing Ma Xiaolu frowning and not answering the phone, Su Linlin couldn't help asking.

"Wang Yun."

Ma Xiaolu said with a hint of disgust.

"Wang Lung's younger sister?"

Ma Xiaolu nodded and finally answered her phone.

"Hehe, are you still alive? I thought that if my brother went in, you couldn't help but jump off the building in love. It seems that you were lying when you said you loved my brother."

As soon as the call was connected, Wang Yun's smell of a little girl almost spread through the phone.

"Don't make me feel weird, talk about things."

Ma Xiaolu's words were full of unconcealable disgust, and she secretly decided to block Wang Yun as soon as she hung up the phone.

"Ma Xiaolu, do you dare to talk to me like that now? Hehe, that's fine, I won't talk nonsense with you. I'm short on money now. Give me 1 yuan to use."

(End of this chapter)