"No, if there is no live broadcast circle that shouts microphone, can it still be called a live broadcast circle, Lao Tzu is going to let people in this time and space see what is called live broadcast. ”

Looking at the backward live broadcast environment in this world, Yan Yi at this time is really a bit of a bit of a world The anchors feel a trace of sympathy, all Yan Yi definitely let these people feel the excitement of the live broadcast culture in the previous life.

"Radisson

d folks, I believe that after watching so many live broadcast rooms, the little masters are still lacking, how about the sixth brother give you a different live broadcast today. ”

Just do it, Yan Yi turned on the device that controlled the background music in the live broadcast room, and after setting up a piece of dynamic music, he showed a bad smile and looked at the fans in the live broadcast room.

To be honest, most of the live broadcast rooms that have watched so much are singing thunder, and those of them who have already played thunder in a loop N times now even want to vomit when they hear thunder, and as soon as they hear Yan Yi say this, they suddenly become interested.

"The sixth brother started to make a fuss again. ”

"The more the sixth brother is sassy, the more we love it, just let it out if you have any tricks. ”

"Come on, take my small golden silk nanmu bench. ”

......

Looking at the comment area in the live broadcast room, Yan Yi knew that his own words had aroused everyone's interest.

"You can take a walk around the little gifts, and then my MC sixth brother will give you a song "One Drunk Drunk" to take you into the world of shouting microphones, please prick up your ears and follow my rhythm together 857!"

Yan Yi stood up directly from the chair, picked up the microphone in front of him and shouted at the top of his voice.

The audience, who had never seen this kind of scene, was instantly driven by their emotions, and countless hearts and various small gifts fell in the picture of the live broadcast room.

This time, Yan Yi is not allowed to use a musical instrument anymore, the essence of shouting microphone is never an accompaniment, as long as there is a dynamic background music, everything can be shouted.

One of them, I got drunk, drunk, and made the beautiful woman into pairs

The two eyes are alone, just asking him to return one day

Lady: I play the piano lightly

Yan Huan: I am a purple bamboo forest

Infatuated and red-faced, he is willing to search for you thousands of miles

......

As Yan Yi's voice sounded, how could these fans, who had never seen shouting microphones, stand this kind of atmosphere, and they couldn't help but start humming in front of their mobile phones.

In the previous life, shouting microphone has long been rotten on the street, basically every anchor will shout one or two voices, and this kind of rhythm monotonous music that only appears for the atmosphere has long been tired of listening.

Looking at the yachts and planes that kept flashing on the screen in front of him, Yan Yi's heart was so happy that he couldn't help but raise his song by two keys.

It's not very long for a song to get drunk alone, and it only took about a Chinese time for the whole song to come down, and when Yan Yi finished singing, the fans were still a little unsatisfied, they really hadn't seen such a hi live broadcast room, and the only thing that could satisfy them in other live broadcast rooms was probably the dance of those beautiful young ladies.

"That's the end of it?"

"Sixth brother, one more, one song is not enough!"

"Can anyone tell me what kind of style this is, I've never heard of such a song in a music school. ”

......

As Yan Yi's song ended, the entire live broadcast room exploded in an instant, and one after another commented that Yan Yi wanted another song.

"I will definitely serve you clearly today, let's sing until dawn today, and we will dry me!"

Yan Yi has made up his mind today to let these people feel the demonic power of shouting microphones, how can a song be.

Then Yan Yi did his best, and he moved out several popular shouting songs in his previous life, and it was midnight as soon as he sang them.

You must know that today is Sunday, and the fans who have to go to work the next day can be regarded as miserable by Yan Yi, and the magical rhythm, even after Yan Yi goes off the air, is still constantly echoing in their minds, and they can't sleep at all.

For the next few days, Yan Yi interacted with fans in the live broadcast room, and the popularity of participating in the strongest voice in Huaxia before was almost digested by Yan Yi, which directly made Yan Yi's Douyin fans skyrocket to as many as 600,000, and the scale of the live broadcast room every day can reach more than 100,000, and some Douyin big Vs can't compare.

At the same time, Yan Yi's shouting culture in the live broadcast room has also been completely promoted by a group of followers, and even Douyin itself has been interpreted to attract a large number of users.

"The strong rise of the shouting microphone culture, what kind of conspiracy will there be behind this!"

"Entertainment Back to the Pot Yan Yi switched to Douyin, setting off a huge wave of shouting microphone!"

"A Different Thunder, Did You Listen to It Today?"

......

With Yan Yi's series of high-energy operations on Douyin, the topic list on Weibo has been swiped by Yan Yi for several days, and the topic of a celebrity's derailment has long been thrown out of the clouds.

However, these days, those brainless fans in the rice circle are idle, but they are all under the topic of Yan Yi.

"Shouting wheat, such a dirty thing is also called a song?"

"Brother Yu is the most handsome, Brother Yu is invincible, Yan Yi is a spicy chicken!"

"What kind of taste, this kind of thing for rural people can also be called music?"

.......

In the mouths of these people, Yan Yi has been completely linked to the soil and tastelessness, and even has some discrimination against the peasant class in his words.

It's just that Yan Yi doesn't have the same knowledge as them, and tearing up with these people will only reduce their own compulsion, and it doesn't make any sense, it's just some children who don't grow up, and some of them cry after their so-called idol characters collapse.

Yan Yi had been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years in his previous life, and he knew better than anyone about the situation of the so-called idol trainees, most of them were just money-making tools cultivated by capital, except for a few members with rich family backgrounds who were appointed internally, nothing else could go far in the end.

All the personalities of these people are given by the brokerage company, and when they come back from the plating gold abroad, they will start to make crazy money, and they will basically be thrown away like garbage by the brokerage company, and most of them who do not have enough background will end up with a bad reputation.

So Yan Yi will never tear up with these people, there is no point, but anyone with background will go farther than them, and tearing up with them will only bring a lot of trouble to himself.

......

A week later, on Saturday, it was time for the strongest voice competition in China.

Today, as the final of the strongest voice competition in China, the competition party can be said to have invested a lot of money and directly rented the largest stadium in the magic capital as the game site, and the normal game is directly equivalent to a large-scale concert.

Two hours before the start of the game, the entire arena was already packed with spectators, the scene was noisy, the fluorescent signs depicting the names of their idols were raised, and colorful glow sticks were distributed to everyone's hands, and the entire arena was shrouded in a neon halo.