"The anchor of the Huaxia platform?"

Chen Qingfeng had a question in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of Jiuxiao Huanpei.

However, he immediately erased the association of Jiuxiao Huanpei in his heart, and his feeling was that this little master Yun was a very naïve girl.

"Live competition? Is it that I don't regret entering China in this life? I don't have any ideas about this competition, and I really didn't want to do it more than you, I'm very sorry. ”

He quickly typed a line to indicate his situation.

"I know that Brother Feng doesn't pay much attention to this competition, otherwise Brother Feng wouldn't have stopped fans from swiping gifts. But Brother Feng, it's so good that you play the piano, listen to it once, you can't do it without turning fans, according to this situation, even if Brother Feng doesn't plan to fight for the first place, but in the end, I'm afraid you will have to compete with Sister Ling Ran. ”

Yun Xiaozhu's voice message came again, although the voice was very good, making people drink nectar, but he was in a hurry, looking like he was afraid that Chen Qingfeng would not listen to her.

Chen Qingfeng continued to type: "If that's the case, then I can't help it, so I have to apologize." ”

Xiao Zhu Yun continued: "If Brother Feng wins the first place in the end, but he doesn't want to take the first place, then the reward that can only be obtained by the first will be wasted? ”

"Reward, aren't you bad for money?" Chen Qingfeng asked.

Xiao Master Yun replied: "Oh, Brother Feng, haven't you carefully read the rules of the competition?"

"No ......," Chen Qingfeng quickly typed two words.

Yun Xiaozhu: "Okay, Brother Feng, you are a god, then let me tell Brother Feng, this time the Huaxia live broadcast platform does not regret entering the Huaxia live broadcast competition in this life, it is held to regain and revive our classic cultural treasures of China for 5,000 years, you see that on this live broadcast list, every anchor is a inheritor of a tradition." ”

"Like Brother Feng, you are a guqin, I am a Hanfu and dance, Sister Ling Ran is singing classical poetry and songs, Zeng Hou, who ranks second, is a folk music team, and others include painting, calligraphy, carving, poetry, martial arts, drama, storytelling, cross talk, gardening, pottery, seal carving, etc., many classics in traditional culture. ”

"If you get the first place in this competition, you can get the invitation of CCTV's annual variety show [Eternal Classics] and become a guest to show Chinese classics. Originally, I was the third, and in front of me were Zeng Hou and Sister Ling Ran, and there was still some hope for the first place, but Brother Feng squeezed me to the fourth, so my hope was slim. ”

Yun Xiaozhu raced against time, and sent three voice messages in a row in one breath, as if Chen Qingfeng really didn't give her time to speak.

However, although Yu Yin was in a hurry, he still made things very clear.

Chen Qingfeng listened to them one by one, and immediately understood, "You want me to compensate you for being squeezed to fourth, but how can I compensate?

Yun Xiaozhu: "No, no, no, Brother Feng, your live broadcast room broadcasts live from morning to night all day, and the fans in it can't be pulled away at all." Don't ask me how I know, I just know. Hmph, Brother Feng, you said that you don't pay attention to this live broadcast competition, but when it comes to live broadcasting, you work harder than each of us, if you don't pay attention to you, I don't believe you don't pay attention to this live broadcast competition!"

She complained a little.

"Then what should I do?" Chen Qingfeng was embarrassed, there was a reason why he worked hard in the live broadcast, a billion Legong was pressing there, his sister Chen Qingluo's life was waiting to be saved, he would definitely not work if he didn't work hard.

Master Yun: "Easy to do, hehe." ”

"What should I do?" Chen Qingfeng asked.

Yun Xiaozhu: "Let's join the live broadcast, Brother Feng, you play the piano, I dance, we are perfect, we will definitely get the first place!"

She finally said her ultimate purpose.

"How to join the live broadcast?" asked Chen Qingfeng.

Yun Xiaozhu: "It's that I'm going to broadcast live with Brother Feng, the two of us are in a live broadcast room, you play the piano, and I dance." Hee-hee. ”

"No, I can't. Chen Qingfeng typed out two words without thinking about it and refused directly.

Yun Xiaozhu: "Brother Feng, if you don't agree, I will commit suicide live!"

This voice was sent out instantly, and Chen Qingfeng clicked on it and was stunned.

Hurriedly typed: "Don't do anything stupid!"

Little Lord Yun: "Brother Feng, you will promise me." ”

"I have my problems, I really can't. Chen Qingfeng explained.

Little Lord Yun: "What's the difficulty?"

"It's inconvenient at home. Chen Qingfeng really couldn't think of any reason for a while.

Little Lord Yun: "Brother Nafeng came to my house, my family is convenient, hehe, it's no problem now." ”

Chen Qingfeng was speechless, and continued to type and replied: "It's not that this family is inconvenient, it's that my family's situation is special, so don't ask more, it's just inconvenient." ”

Yun Xiaozhu: "Then I will commit suicide on the live broadcast!"

"......" Chen Qingfeng is an ellipsis, and his mood cannot be interpreted.

Cloud Lord: "I will do what I say!"

She continued to press.

Chen Qingfeng looked in the direction of Chen Qingluo's room, helpless in his heart, "Although if you think about it carefully, I don't think it is very likely that she will commit suicide, but this kind of thing, if it goes too far and goes wrong, it will be difficult to say." But she wants to come to me to broadcast live with me, if Feiyan doesn't live in, it's okay, she can live with Qingluo, but now, where is there a place. ”

"Brother Feng, you won't leave me alone, will you......?"

The news of the little lord of the cloud came again, but this time it was text.

"I don't think I saw it, in this case, I can't convince her at once, she shouldn't do anything stupid, right?" Chen Qingfeng thought for a while, and felt that it was extremely difficult for him to convince Yun Xiaozhu in WeChat at present, so he decided to leave it alone for the time being, and use the simplest and rude method to solve this matter.

He put down his phone, set it aside, and didn't look at it anymore.

In the mobile phone, the WeChat messages of the cloud master, one by one, once a second, but there was no response.

After sorting out his thoughts, Chen Qingfeng put his eyes back on the camera, "I just delayed for a while, but now it's okay, let's continue to listen to the piano." The last song was "Castle in the Sky", and the next song I'll see what it is. ”

""Brave Heart" is also a good song, I am really grateful to the three of them for the moon poetry, the wind dyed dream and the drunken battlefield Jun Mo laughed at the three of them, if it weren't for the thousands of choices of the three of them, how could we be like this, one by one, and keep hearing these classic songs?"

Speaking of his three managers, Chen Qingfeng couldn't help but be grateful.

These days, every morning when I get up and look at my phone, I can see that in the discussion group of four people, Moon Yinshi, Feng Dye Dream and Drunk Battlefield Jun Moxiao are working hard to select songs, and they are still communicating with each other at two or three o'clock in the morning in the group.

He was really glad to have the support of these three friends.

He was so moved, the audience watching the live broadcast also admired these three managers, and as soon as Chen Qingfeng said it, he immediately brushed out the names of "Moon Poetry", "Wind Dyeed Dream" and "Drunk Lying on the Battlefield", all kinds of gratitude, which made people's hearts warm and infinite.

However, at this time when the screen was full of "the world has its own true feelings, not for real gold and not for silver", the giant barrage that had stopped for a while used its unique crushing appearance to appear in front of the audience again, crushing their Thanksgiving barrage mercilessly.

[Brother Feng, if you don't agree, I'll commit suicide live!!]

This time, this giant barrage also changed the color, turning the original local tyrant gold set by the previous system into a shocking blood red!

At first glance, the effect is simply unbelievable.