"Love is like a tide, it's really a good song. ”

In a high school dormitory, the top bunk.

Shen Wei, a third-year high school student, looked at the laptop screen with great satisfaction, then closed his eyes and held the big headphones with both hands.

Fragments flashed in front of me.

He also has his own goddess in his heart, and he liked it from the first time they met in junior high school, three years in junior high school, and the next three years in high school, and his love for his goddess has not diminished in the slightest!

It's just a pity that he is a short and fat house, and the goddess has changed several objects in six years, and she hasn't looked at him much.

"Fat otaku also has an emotional world!"

Shen Wei didn't dare to confess, he was extremely humble in his heart, he didn't dare to expect anything to happen to the goddess, he just wanted to look at the goddess from afar and protect her......

But now it's my third year of high school, and I'm about to graduate!

When the time comes, the little bit of the ideal of protecting the goddess in his heart will also be shattered!

At this time, he happened to hear the song "Love Like a Tide" in the live broadcast room.

Shen Wei also wanted to write a song for his goddess, but his own level was limited...... It just so happened that the appearance of this song was really written word by word into his heart, especially written for him, and he hated to meet late!

"Divine Comedy! These are all the words I want to say to the goddess! Hearing this song, this life is enough!"

When Yang Ming sang for the first time, he didn't have time to record, so when he sang for the second time, he quickly clicked the record button, but unfortunately Yang Ming went offline halfway through singing.

"This humble little Ming wrote such a good song, he must have the same mental journey as me!

Thinking of this, he recharged all this month's living expenses into a balance, and then divided it into two payments, half of which was given as a gift to the female anchor Dan'er, and half as a gift to Yang Ming.

Then quietly as an anonymous person, he sent half of his recorded "Love Like a Tide" to the goddess.

......

At this moment, Chen Yidan was a little anxious.

The humble Xiao Ming said that he wanted to sing it again, but half of the people ran away and went offline.

Now the fans in the live broadcast room are gone.

The gifts also stopped, and fans vented their dissatisfaction. Yang Ming ran away, and the fans sent their dissatisfaction to Chen Yidan, and some people took advantage of the chaos to bring rhythm, and the live broadcast room was in chaos!

"It's unreliable, why don't you leave after singing!" Chen Yidan couldn't wait to beat Yang Ming in his heart.

"The old irons in the live broadcast room, don't worry, the humble Xiao Ming may have encountered something urgent, and he will come back when he finishes dealing with it. ”

What Chen Yidan regrets most now is that he didn't take humble Xiaoming seriously before, and he didn't add the other party's WeChat at all, so he is quite blind now.

She could only try her best to control the scene, hoping that the humble Xiao Ming would come back soon. But after waiting for a while, the humble Xiao Ming still didn't come, and his emotions were a little out of control.

"When is the humble Xiao Ming coming, the anchor, you can say something!"

"Talking doesn't count, even if there is something, can't you finish singing a song? The anchor colluded with him to deceive our fans of gifts!"

"Now we're going to listen to the song!"

"Listen to the song! Is my sports car white? I can't even hear a song for 500 yuan?"

"Return the money, return the money, return the money!"

Chen Yidan looked at the live broadcast room that was going to rebel, and he was stunned at all, one or two people were blocked with rhythm, and now the live broadcast room is chaotic......

She gritted her teeth and closed the live broadcast room.

"It's gone. Chen Yidan looked at the numbers in the background, and felt a little panicked.

This live broadcast is the most gifts in the two years of her live broadcast, plus the 3,000 yuan of humble Xiao Ming, she received a total of nearly 50,000 yuan in gifts in this live broadcast.

According to the sharing rules of the goddess live broadcast network, she can get 4 percent, that is, nearly 20,000 yuan!

However, this money cannot be withdrawn, it will take 24 hours, and if someone reports themselves in large quantities, the money is likely to be locked!

"Humble Xiaoming, you really killed me!"

Chen Yidan was a little crazy, this is all money! She frowned and thought for a moment, thinking of a remedy.

There is a function in the goddess live broadcast room, that is, the playback function!

"Don't you want to listen to the song, I'll let you listen to enough!" Chen Yidan got busy, and quickly edited out the complete singing of the humble Xiao Ming for the first time, including the dialogue with himself.

She then put the clip on her live stream's homepage so that all her fans could click in to watch it.

"Love is like a tide", the singer is humble and small. ”

After Chen Yidan did all this, he felt that he was still lacking, and once again thought of Yang Ming's image in his heart, "Humble Xiao Ming is not domineering enough, change it, singer: Masked Song God (Humble Xiao Ming)!"

......

At this moment, Yang Ming had already driven the sports car to the outer ring road, if it weren't for watching the fuel tank get less and less, he could have driven all night.

"I'm hungry, and a box of instant noodles can't fight hunger. ”

Yang Ming searched from the memory of the original owner, and there was a roadside stall that tasted good, and it was cheap and good.

Not long after, the black supercar stopped at the nameless stall in the small food street.

Although it was already past ten o'clock, business here was not bad. A large number of temporary tables and chairs are placed in the open air, and many young people eat, drink and chat here.

"Boss, let's have a kidney flower fried noodles!"

Yang Ming got out of the car and shouted, and sat down casually.

As soon as he arrived, his car immediately attracted the attention of the diners on the scene.

", drive a supercar to eat roadside stalls! Proper rich second generation!

"What brand is this? I haven't seen it, I feel that the shape is cool and fried!"

"No culture, this is called Bugatti! A set of tens of millions!"

"it! it! Tens of millions of sports cars!"

"Dude, are you a Bugatti Veyron or a Chiron?

Yang Ming is also a lively person, and he has a word for others' kind questions, "It's not Weilong or Kailong, this is the upgraded Diwo." ”

Someone immediately took out his mobile phone to check the information, and he was stunned at first glance, "! The world is limited to 40 units, and it was booked out as soon as it debuted, and there is only one in China, and the landing price is 100 million after tax deduction! This is enough to buy an airplane!"

"A supercar of 100 million units! The only one in China! This is too exaggerated!" The diners couldn't close their mouths.

Yang Ming listened to the exclamations of the crowd, and his heart was also refreshed, but his face was light and light, "Small meaning, small meaning, mainly fun." ”

"That's not trivial. "The diners almost fainted, and the food was so good at loading.

"I thought you rich people would only go to Michelin-starred restaurants! I didn't expect to be like us, eating at a small dirty stall on the side of the road!" a young girl in a denim top has little stars in her eyes.

Yang Ming fiddled with his chopsticks and said with a smile, "Actually, those high-end restaurants are just like that, they are not as delicious as the kidney flower fried noodles here! To live a life, you just have to be free!"

In fact, Yang Ming also wants to go to a Michelin restaurant for luxury, isn't there no money?