"You just watched the movie! The old lady was shopping around the tengu just now!"

Zheng Xinxin reacted from the uneasiness and obscenity of this data monitoring officer, and the obscenity and obscenity were all in the eyes of people in the same way.

This guy thought he was flustered just now because he was afraid that others would find out about watching that kind of film?

What does he think, the old lady is just like a blank piece of paper, and she doesn't even know what 1024 is, so how can she hide in the office like a dick and watch that kind of film secretly.

You want to ruin my reputation!

"Crackle!"

In the end, the poor data maintainer covered his dark eyes, confessed to a few educational film websites he knew, and left Zheng Xinxin's office gloomily.

In the live broadcast room.

Tang Weiwei had already finished singing the Western Regions love song, and after she took a break, she was a little anxious when she saw that the data in her live broadcast room was stuck at more than 13 and 9,000.

It's less than 1,000 and the number of online people can reach 140,000, and it seems that I have to work harder!

But there are only a few Tang Xiaoxiang's songs that I learned at home at night, do you want to sing other people's songs in the end?

Tang Weiwei pondered, stubborn she still doesn't want to sing other people's songs.

"What other songs have Tang Xiaoxiang heard?" Tang Weiwei was thinking about this question, and her head involuntarily looked in the direction of Tang Xiaoxiang, and when she saw Tang Xiaoxiang, she also saw another figure.

"That's right, why did you forget him, wasn't his song also written by Tang Xiaoxiang!"

Thinking of this, Tang Weiwei showed a smile, she said into the microphone: "Today is a special day for me, because Tang Xiaoxiang's help made me able to get so many fans for my first live broadcast! I am very grateful to him!" Speaking of this, Tang Weiwei paused for a moment, then looked at Tang Xiaoxiang with grateful eyes, and then said:

"So I made a decision in my heart, all the songs I sing and want to sing today must be written by Tang Xiaoxiang! I want to make this live broadcast that means a lot to me full of his glory! I want to thank him for everything he has done for me today!" Tang Weiwei finished speaking, stood up and bowed to Tang Xiaoxiang.

"The last song I want to sing today, someone has already sung it today, but I still plan to sing it, because this is the last song written by Tang Xiaoxiang, who I will!

Tang Xiaoxiang was already in a hurry when Tang Weiwei bowed, and then when he heard her say that she was going to sing, his mouth was full of cold sweat!

He hurriedly pushed Zhu Kuang and motioned to him, hurry up and stop it.

This kind of divine comedy, I'm afraid that Tang Wei is the only one to sing, and today's help will be in vain!

As the original singer of this divine comedy, Zhu Kuang also hurriedly stepped forward to persuade after receiving Tang Xiaoxiang's signal: "Sister, don't sing this song, with your small physique, you are not suitable for singing this song at all!"

"What's wrong with my small physique? Am I not breathing enough, or can't I go up the high notes?" Tang Weiwei said unconvinced.

Zhu Kuang sighed and said:

"Sister paper!Breath, you have no problem with high notes, the key is that you need to store a lot of water in your body to sing this song! Just you are thin and like a small bean sprout, what kind of water in your body, it is estimated that you will have to be dehydrated before you finish singing a song!"

Tang Weiwei rolled his eyes, thinking that whoever sang this song had to be the same as him, saliva was flying all over the sky!

She ignored Zhu Kuang and directly played the mouth-pouting accompaniment with the guitar.

The fans in the live broadcast room also spoke out to stop her at this time:

"Sister paper, don't ruin the image you just established in our hearts, that kind of divine comedy can't be touched!"

"Thinking that you are going to spit and your lips tremble for a while, why do I suddenly feel a heartache?"

Some fans began to summon Tang Xiaoxiang and asked him to persuade Tang Weiwei not to sing this kind of image-ruining divine comedy.

"Tang Tang, what you have done, hurry up and persuade her!"

When Tang Xiaoxiang saw that Tang Weiwei was determined to sing this song, when he thought of such a powerful singer who had changed into a comic picture because he sang one of his own songs, he didn't dare to hesitate, and hurriedly leaned over to stop it:

"That, Weiwei, you don't need to just sing the song I wrote!

Tang Weiwei did not agree, but directly said his thoughts:

"Originally, I was thinking that I had already sung a few of your songs that I learned after school, and what else could I sing in the last one, but I suddenly thought of this song, I don't think your creation will be so superficial, this song should not be characterized as a divine comedy!

Can't my creations be so superficial?

Tang Xiaoxiang thought to himself: Is this a fan girl's brainless support for idols? I am a porter of nature, how can I know what depth of creation, these are all copied by me!

There is also this song, Tang Xiaoxiang's own impression of it still comes from the singing style of a sister with the same big lips as Zhu Kuang when he was on earth in his previous life, and he is so afraid that Tang Weiwei will reproduce that scene now!

Then your own sin will be great.

"Weiwei, you're still thinking about it, I'm sometimes quite unreliable in my creation.... This song may be the work I made when I am no longer reliable..."Tang Xiaoxiang continued to persuade in a low voice.

"No! I'm going to sing it!" said Tang Weiwei stubbornly

Tang Xiaoxiang saw that Tang Weiwei's attitude was so resolute, and he knew that no further persuasion would lead to any results. He thought to himself, forget it, let her sing it, it's a big deal to treat the song she sang as a farce in the end.

Thinking of this, Tang Xiaoxiang nodded helplessly, and finally said: "Then you sing! But when singing, you should be careful about your image, don't let yourself go like a fat man! Pay special attention to keeping your body hydrated..."

Tang Weiwei glanced at him speechlessly and picked up the guitar.

She did not directly choose to use the accompaniment recorded by Tang Xiaoxiang for Zhu Kuang, but simply played the accompaniment with her mouth pouting with the guitar.

Although this accompaniment is simple, it is full of different charms under Tang Weiwei's performance.

"The spring breeze blows a butterfly on the flowering branches

I'll send you to Jiangnan to Kitano

You said waiting for you to sketch that snow season

Come back and sit with me to make tea."

Tang Weiwei seems to have deliberately slowed down the melody of this song, her clear voice and slightly ancient melody really deduced a different style from Zhu Kuang's exaggerated and funny.

"It's another season of flowers and butterflies

I'm waiting for you at the night of the Jiangnan Arch Bridge

I want you to play the spring dream season with the pipa

The return is far away, and the dream is gone."

With her shallow chanting and deep singing, a sighing love story seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes, and everyone seemed to see a gentle and graceful Jiangnan woman looking forward to the return of her lover.

Zhu Kuang looked at Tang Weiwei in a daze, and sighed:

"Oh yes, is this girl singing the same song as me?"