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"'Brother of the Divine Monster Shu Alliance' has become Wang Xiaofan's diamond undisciplined warrior......"

"'Shenhao Monster Shu Huang Alliance Flying Squirrel' has become Wang Xiaofan's diamond undisciplined warrior......"

"The 'Shenhao Monster Shu Huang Alliance' has become Wang Xiaofan's diamond undisciplined warrior......"

Chrysanthemum!

The sky is full of chrysanthemums!

The chrysanthemum rain that lasted for half an hour without stopping!

The people whose IDs are unified as "Strange Shu Alliance XX", everyone has a wave of chrysanthemum rain for Wang Xiaofan!

Dozens of waves of chrysanthemum rain made the audience who came to watch the high ~ tide again and again, and the people who watched were enthusiastic, and they couldn't wait to become such a bold god who could spend a lot of money!

"Oh my God, what do I see? It's not raining chrysanthemums, it's raining!"

"All gods are mighty, and a song shocks the gods!"

"Strange Shu Alliance...... This name is the same as my mortal god, and it has no discipline. ”

"Those who have no money brush barrage, those who have money shake off the festival, everyone is high together!"

Wave after wave of festival exercises have been thrown out, and now there is no need for Wang Xiaofan to do any performances in the live broadcast, just watching this kind of heart-wrenching reward can stimulate people's blood and blood!

If you don't watch the live broadcast with dozens of barrages, and if you don't smash dozens or hundreds of yuan, you are embarrassed to say that you are a fan of mortal gods?

Wang Xiaofan glanced at the number of viewers of the live broadcast in the current room.

More than 830,000 people!

Sure enough, the simplest, the most brutal, and the most eye-catching thing is still one word - money!

On the other side, in the Lili Video Department.

Zhu Ziyue swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Money!

This is a real RMB!

A wave of chrysanthemum rain is one million yuan!

This strange Shu Huang Alliance people have rained nearly forty waves of chrysanthemum rain, which is a small forty million!

I'm a mother!

Sing a song and tell a joke to make money like that!

"Perverted~ perverted, non-human!" Zhu Ziyue was already shocked by the grand feat created by Wang Xiaofan.

Netizens were high, and the people in the video department were shocked, only Wang Xiaofan remained calm.

Facing the camera, Wang Xiaofan smiled and said: "I used to hide from Shu Xiao, but today I realized that I was wrong." Thanks to Ross Shu Huang and his friends, I have calculated, a full forty waves of chrysanthemum rain! One million in one wave, forty million in forty waves! Forty million, comrades! What is that concept? Rounded, it's close to 100 million!"

The stalk of close to 100 million was said by Aunt Ni Ping in the previous life, and later this stalk was popular at station b for a long time, as long as there is a plot with numbers in the animation or video, there will definitely be a stalk of "rounding off 100 million".

Sure enough, when Wang Xiaofan deliberately said the wrong stalk, netizens all laughed and ridiculed.

"God, I don't read much, you can lie to me!"

"My salary this month is 5,500 yuan, comrades, what kind of concept is this? Rounded, it's close to 100 million!"

"I scored 55 points in the exam, what is this, teachers, rounding, nearly 100 points!"

"I'm 155 tall, what kind of concept is this, comrades, round off, close to two meters!"

Get!

There is no need for Wang Xiaofan to induce, netizens are self-taught.

The money was also smashed, and the jokes were made, and Ross Shu Huang spoke again: "Fan God, I have given you a field, can you give us another song for the people who blame the Shu Huang Alliance?"

People and fans have spent so much money, even if it's not for the live broadcast, Wang Xiaofan has to give a response!

"That's a must! Secretary, help me set up the lights!" Wang Xiaofan said.

In the camera, the two Loli who were cute just now came out again, and simply helped Wang Xiaofan adjust the lighting in the room for performance slightly.

Overhead, the warm yellow light fell, half of which fell on Wang Xiaofan's body, and the other half reflected elsewhere.

Half of Wang Xiaofan's face was illuminated, and the other half was plunged into darkness.

The slightly sad atmosphere effect was suddenly brought out by the lights!

It is impossible for ordinary anchors to afford this kind of top-level lighting, and only a big star like Wang Xiaofan, who regards live broadcast as a kind of fun mentality, can afford to use it.

Plucked the strings a few times again, gently went over the song in his mind, and faced the lively live broadcast room, Wang Xiaofan had no sorrow and no joy in the realm of selflessness.

""The Madness of Time", for you. ”

Wang Xiaofan began to hum softly, the kind of voice full of magic and magnetism, with a deep and sad feeling, this feeling is enough to penetrate the human body, directly to the human soul, and cause the deepest sorrow of the human soul.

"A boy like water, a song like the wind, a dream-like reverie, you and me in the past. ”

This lyric, accompanied by the amplification effect of the microphone amplifier, slowly spread out in the ears of people who are watching the live broadcast across the country, and penetrated deep into the souls of people.

It's like a drop of water soaking into rice paper, and once you listen to it, it's hard to throw it out.

Because Wang Xiaofan's voice can go straight to people's souls!

"Say goodbye with a wave of your hand, smile when you turn your mouth, and step forward when you move your feet, the former boy. ”

The voice is faint, without the slightest impurity, but it makes people fall into full memories.

Many people recall their childhood in their minds.

The self who rode a bicycle and held a windmill laughed uncontrollably with his classmates on the road.

The former boy has grown up.

"Ah~ The echo of the sky, look at the years and be frivolous, ah~ The years are frivolous. ”

The years are frivolous!

The simple four words contain many unknown bitterness.

No one can go back to the purest and kindest childhood, the years are a ruthless thief, and you and I have changed into the kind of people I hated the most when I was a child.

It's like going back to that time when you could talk freely.

"The windy days are unrestrained, the drizzle is clear. Go up to the clouds to see, take a trip on the clouds, and wander in the dark night of youth. The love of youth does not look back, does not recall and does not answer, does not recall and does not look back, and does not look back anyway......"

Don't recall, don't look back, don't look back anyway!

Is that really the case?

In fact, I want to reminisce and look back, but I can't go back!

The love of the past can only become memories in the mind, and the hard days of reading at night have become fine sand drifting in the wind.

Is the years really frivolous?

It's the self who has grown up.

At this moment, the barrage that had just appeared in a large number of blockbusters once again appeared in a strange situation.

No one is sending a barrage anymore!

However, Zhu Ziyue is not surprised.

For he, like the others, was already intoxicated by this song with a touch of sorrow......