"I walked past you alone, and I didn't have anything to say to you, I didn't dare look up at you, oh, face!"

"The sunset on the horizon reflected my face again, and once again reflected my restless heart. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info What is this place that is still so desolate, and the endless journey is so long. ”

"I'm going to go from south to north, and from white to black. I want people to see me, but not know who I am. ”

By 8 o'clock in the evening, Chen Hao sang on the microphone four times in total, one song at a time, and could go to the microphone once in an average of 75 minutes.

In these few hours, the eight groups of 520 singers who were brushed out of the first leaves were removed, and a total of gifts worth 2,500 yuan were received, and the actual income was more than 400 yuan, including more than 1,000 yuan of Ye Ziqi, and in the last three wheat sequences, she supported with 66 slaps and scrolled the screen, and each time she brushed 88 groups.

The number of fans of the cherished group rose to fifty-eight.

And this afternoon, the number of online people of 'Golden Melody Singing' was not less than 3,000, and even once after six o'clock in the evening, there was a situation where Haozi was asked to sing on the microphone, but the anchors who climbed the microphone were basically tempered, and finally the channel stabilized its popularity, so they ran over to climb the microphone to increase the exposure regardless of the sound of rolling down on the public screen, so that the time interval between Chen Hao's every time he went to the microphone was increasing.

Ye Zi chatted with him privately more than once: "You should have your own live broadcast room." ”

There are similar words on the public screen: "Anchor, when you have your own live broadcast room, attract attention, you must arrive!"

"Are the official people blind? Such a good singer still let him climb the microphone here, how can he be given a time slot on the official channel, so that he can have enough time to perform well. ”

"On the top floor!"

"What time does the anchor climb the microphone, beg other anchors to give way and don't climb the microphone, if you don't give way, you will die. ”

"Top!"

"Upstairs 666!"

Four songs, Chen Hao conquered a considerable number of people, plus some fun, already on the verge of being banned 'Golden Song Singing', at the end of this golden autumn, it became lively, but it also made the field control very helpless, among which there are many tourists who speak in a very good tone, holding a group of people, everyone has the qualification to climb the microphone, this is official, today is lively A lot of anchors who have a pair of people who have not climbed the microphone on weekdays are here today,' Except for the two nights on weekends, there are few times when the number of microphone anchors exceeds 30.

This Haozi is worth paying attention to. - The sub-channel manager of the Golden Song Singing.

Haozi, the company's newly signed temporary contract anchor, does not have the right to broadcast live, let alone a live broadcast room, received a gift of 13,000 yuan today, and will continue to pay attention tomorrow. -- Chen Hao signed a contract with the administrator of the data department of the company's 'Huanju Times'.

Chen Hao didn't have a wide range of friends, nor did he make a live broadcast group, he was not very familiar with these things, and he was not good at communicating with a large group of strangers to make the other party like him more, a leaf, which had already filled his free time in the afternoon with chatting, he just sang to everyone very carefully, and looked for some songs in the waiting time.

This afternoon, once again confirmed that the future under the absolute strength can not be limited, I don't have to call everyone to give me some attention after going to the microphone, nor do I need words to contact feelings, I just need to sing my songs, there were only more than 3,000 attention numbers, this day and a half in the 'Golden Song Singing' to climb the microphone, grow to 6,000, the future, a better future will beckon to yourself.

"Haozi, add a micro-letter, tomorrow I will bring a few little sisters to listen to you sing. Faced with Ye Zi's request, Chen Hao hesitated for a moment or added the other party's micro-message, and did not meet a local tyrant who refreshed himself like those anchors he had seen, so he went up and licked wildly, just sent an expression to confirm that each other was friends, so he turned off the computer and took a break from the computer that would be overwhelmed once he worked for a long time.

It's already seven thirty, the qualification to climb the wheat is to eight o'clock, and it is impossible to rank himself before eight o'clock, so he simply came down, Chen Hao didn't know, when his number was from' After the live broadcast room of the Golden Melody Singing 'left, in just ten minutes, some of the public screen typing was not to be said, and it came to the sub-channel of 3,400 people, but it fell to 2,800 people, and it can't be said that these 600 people are all fans of Chen Hao, but they feel that they have heard a good voice, and then listen to some KTV-level sounds, they feel very bored, it is better to go to other places for a walk.

Of course, this afternoon, there were also attacks on Chen Hao on the public screen, and there were also private chats and scolding him, more than three years ago, he couldn't stand it anymore, and he would definitely spray back: "MD Lao Tzu sings well, does it make you have no face to see people, just lie down honestly under the bottom without face, don't run to the top to grab the wheat sequence time." ”

In addition to the anchors of the same channel, they are their relatives, friends or staff of the guild, please come over to stimulate Chen Hao's mentality, more than three years of hot and cold weather, not to mention the invincible mentality, at least the impact of this level is completely negligible.

Turn off the computer, turn off the lights, Chen Hao went out and came to his parents' room, no one bothered him at seven o'clock, of course he knew what was going on, thanks to the fact that the industry of network anchors in recent years has been called the promotion road of grassroots stars, and has been recognized, not only will he not be treated differently by everyone, but he will also feel that he can't tell when, my child will become a big star.

"Mom and Dad. ”

Hot kang head, Chen Yuanping smoked a cigarette and leaned on the kang head to watch TV, while his mother sewed the futon under the light, and looked up at TV from time to time.

Waiting to sell buds, waiting for the year's harvest to be exchanged for money, it is also to announce that the countryside is about to enter the farming time, of course, the hard-working family will be busy until the snow falls, there will always be such and such bits and pieces of work to be done, but compared with the fatigue of the busy farming, at this time, for Chen Yuanping and his wife, who are used to doing farm work, it has come to the time when the small days are more relaxed.

"Sit for a while, the food is in the pot, and Mom will serve it to you. ”

"No need Mom, I can do it myself. ”

The meals are all leftovers from yesterday's big meal, there are two vegetable plates and a rice bowl in the big pot, one plate is selected from yesterday's leftover dishes, and one plate is obviously today's newly fried back pot meat.

Of course Chen Hao won't run to tell his mother Mom, you don't have to cook for me tomorrow, it's useless to say it, these subtle touches, just keep it in your heart, when one day your old parents are lying on the kang and need your care, you can find out this touch, and take out half of it to treat your parents, even if you are a filial son.

"Son, can you eat at this point in the future?" Qiao Xinmei watched her son gobble up, and hurriedly handed a large cup of warm water that had cooled a lot to her son, looking distressed, it was almost eight o'clock.

"Today is the first day, just call me for dinner tomorrow, and I am waiting most of the time. ”

"Oh. Eat your child slowly, no one will rob you, eat more, you will lose weight. ”

In the eyes of the mother, the child is always thin, and she can't wait to let them eat all the delicious food, so that the mother will feel satisfied.

The family has a very tacit understanding and no one has asked about the past, whether it is Chen Hao in Yanjing or his parents are at home, Chen Hao, who has eaten, wanted to wash the dishes but was pushed by his mother and did not let him go to the ground, she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, a family of three sat side by side, watching TV together, a very homely atmosphere, there is nothing to talk about, occasionally there is a little cut in the TV, and a few comments will follow, and I don't feel that this is a family that has been scattered for more than three years.

At half past nine, the mother laid out the kang and talked about getting a TV for her son's house, they have not had the habit of staying up late for many years, but unlike their sons, young people now like to go to bed very late.

Chen Yuanping is still the old-fashioned head of the rural family in the Northeast, and he obviously wants to say more words to his son, but he doesn't take the initiative to speak, and he agrees with what his wife said, otherwise with his temperament, when his second daughter wanted to buy a TV, he reprimanded him a few words.

"I just have a computer in the room, I don't need a TV, I take a shower and watch a movie and go to sleep. ”

"Oh, the water may not be hot enough, I'll boil you some more boiling water. Qiao Xinmei was worried that the hot water in the heating pipes of the upper and lower houses was not hot enough when she was burning the kang, so she had to put on a coat to boil water for her son.

"Mom, you lie down and rest, I'm not a child, I'll burn it if I want to use myself, besides, I haven't practiced in vain in the past few years, I can take a cold bath in winter and summer, that's called a exercise. ”

Walking out of the upper house, the wind was very hard and cold in the late autumn night, Chen Hao ran a few steps briskly and rushed into the 'washroom' on the side of the lower house.

This cold wind is not enough to dispel the warmth from the family, on the first day of returning home, Chen Hao lived very comfortably, which is a hundred times more comfortable than his life in Yanjing, can look at his father's appearance and listen to his mother's caring nagging, I feel that there is nothing in the world that can make people feel happier than this.