The God of Songs starts from the live broadcast

Chapter 6 The Girl Said To Me
"Thank you very much for your attention. The entire recording of Guanshan Wine has been completed. However, because I recorded it using ordinary equipment, the sound effect may not be very good. Please bear with me."

"After today's broadcast, I will upload Guanshanjiu's single on QQ Music for everyone to download for free."

Zheng Fan smiled and said to the audience.

As long as it is a song drawn by lottery from the God of Songs system, after Zheng Fan sings it once, the system will automatically generate the audio, which is very convenient.

"Gu Feng Xiaotu rewards Rocket X1"

Gufeng Xiaotu: "The anchor added me as a friend!!!"

"Thanks for the rocket, Xiaotu. Okay, okay, I'll add it after it's uploaded."

For this kind of boss Zheng Fan is naturally grateful, after all, the more than 6000 yuan that just arrived today is a real income.

That's right, Zheng Fan earned 800 yuan from gifts in one day yesterday, which means he received a total of 7000 yuan in gift rewards.

"The anchor is singing Guanshan wine again. I didn't listen enough yesterday, so I can only watch the replay."

"Does the anchor have any other songs?"

"Where's your wife, the anchor, come out and take a look."

……

As Zheng Fan started the live broadcast, more and more people poured in.

At the same time, the barrage began to float across the screen.

"Friends, Guanshanjiu won't sing for now. I will upload it to QQ Music after I download it. Today, I want to sing another one of my works for you."

Zheng Fan looked at the barrage all over the screen, his expression a little sad and vicissitudes of life.

"The anchor is indeed heartbroken."

"Anchor, are you dead? Such an expression?"

"Fuck off the sprayer."

Gu Feng Xiaotu: "Mom, are there any other original songs? Is it from Gu Feng Xiang?"

Gufeng Xiaotu: "The anchor quickly mute the troll!!"

Zheng Fan said: "It's not the ancient style, Xiaotu. It's...how should I put it? I wrote it to my former girlfriend. I'll give it to you as the administrator. Can you seal it for me?"

Zheng Fan made a careful thought here, and gave Gufeng Xiaotu an administrator status, so that he could keep this local tyrant in his live broadcast room as much as possible.

Gufeng Xiaotu: "No problem, I am known as a troll killer, so leave the live broadcast room to me, no problem!"

"Hey, the new anchor kneels and licks the local tyrant?"

"Rookie anchors were banned at the beginning? So rampant? If you let you broadcast for a few more days, wouldn't you want to go to heaven?"

At this time, many rhythmic barrages floated on the barrage.

Zheng Fan ignored them all.

He had already been mentally prepared for this, and according to his guess, a large part of these rhythms were fans of other singing anchors on the Weiyu platform, or even the trumpet of the anchor himself.

It was like a piece of cake. The other singing anchors were all ants. They shared the cake equally, but suddenly Zheng Fan, a wild dog, jumped in and wanted to eat the cake for himself, which would definitely cause dissatisfaction among the other anchors.

The metaphor of wild dogs and ants is not an exaggeration. You must know that in this world, 90.00% of the songs are difficult for Zheng Fan to hear.

No matter the lyrics or the rhythm of the tune, it cannot be compared with the songs on earth.

If a singer from this world dares to go to Earth to release a song, he will definitely be sprayed and exploded on the spot.

Fortunately, Xiaotu's hands were fast enough. In just a few minutes, Zheng Fan saw more than a dozen rhythmic audience members being permanently banned in the background.

"Anchor, don't worry about these rhythmic things, just sing quickly."

"What type of song is the host playing this time? Is it also original?"

At the same time, many viewers urged Zheng Fan to start singing.

Clearing his throat, Zheng Fan said: "This song was written for me... My ex-girlfriend, we have experienced a lot of things together, but because of my personal reasons, we broke up. I hope that she can hear."

Turning the microphone closer, Zheng Fan clicked on the accompaniment.

A slightly sad prelude sounded, and Zheng Fan began to sing along with the accompaniment:
The heart is empty, the sky is big, the clouds are heavy~
I hate being alone, but I can't drive away~
A faint feeling of reluctance spread in Zheng Fan's soft singing, and then floated into the hearts of the audience in the live broadcast room.

"The original anchor of Guanshan Wine has started singing again. The room number is 5233774. Come and listen!"

At the same time, many viewers who watched Zheng Fan's first live broadcast began to spontaneously promote Zheng Fan to their circle of friends and social groups.

"Zhi V tipped the host Rocket X2."

Two consecutive rockets rose in Zheng Fan's live broadcast room, and the galloping red flames were very impressive.

But at this time, Zheng Fan was immersed in a sad couple's story, so he didn't see it.

Monster Fish Headquarters, Data Observation Department Office.

Lin Zhiwei was wearing earphones, watching Zheng Fan's singing in a daze.

The mouse's arrow is hovering over the rocket gift.

The two rockets just now were actually presented by her!

In fact, strictly speaking, Zheng Fan's voice is not particularly good, and even has a little male duck voice.

But singing this song didn't ruin the overall listening enjoyment at all.

The slightly hoarse tone is more touching.

In addition to the rocket presented by Lin Zhiwei, various small gifts also began to refresh the screen.

"A fish friend 55499 gifted to the anchor advanced fishing rod X9 (worth 5 advanced fish food)"

"The door panel is given to the host Advanced Fishing Rod X1"

"Give it to the host Advanced Fish Care X1 (worth 1 Advanced Fish Food)"

……

These people are just ordinary spectators, they are not local tyrants, they are old and young, so they will not give too expensive gifts.

Although the value is not high, it may only be a few cents or a few cents left at Zheng Fan's place.

But this just means that Zheng Fan's songs are loved and accepted by them.

"The girl told me that I protected her dreams~
In this world, there are not many people like her~
She gradually forgot about me, but she didn't want to know~
I'm covered in bruises, and I haven't loved for a day~"

"Ooooh~ Gao Jie, I miss you so much..."

In a small city, a sturdy young man who was moving bricks at a construction site was crying bitterly while listening to the climax of the song sung by Zheng Fan.

He and her girlfriend are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts.

When it was time to talk about marriage, I realized that I couldn't give her anything.

The woman's family forced the two to separate. The young man moved bricks on the construction site during the day and delivered food at night. He just wanted to earn more and be able to pursue happiness again.

Now that I heard this song, the memories of my girlfriend and I came back to my heart. The sweetness and joy in the past have now turned into tiny needles with Zheng Fan's singing, stabbing back and forth .

"I miss you so much~"

"I haven't forgotten you, fool, but why didn't you come to me?"

"You said you wanted to protect me, where are you now?"

"..."

At the same time, among the audience who were watching Zheng Fan's live broadcast, many people's eyes were already red.

Following Zheng Fan's sometimes deep and sometimes sad singing, I fell into memories, thinking of the person I thought I had forgotten long ago.

“I don’t need freedom, I just want to carry her dream~
Go forward step by step, what she gives will never be heavy~"

Zheng Fan, who sang to the depths of love, had red eyes and tears in his eyes.

It can be said that the listener becomes the person in the music in the end, and the singer cannot escape the same fate.

(End of this chapter)