At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Qiyang rushed to the live broadcast room. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's still a casual black T-shirt with regular jeans, and there are no extra accessories on it.

A true awesome man who disdains to use exterior decoration to set off his own brilliance.

Zhang Qiyang is not awesome, so he is holding a golden "My Song" trophy in his hand, and he wants to blind people.

As soon as he appeared, the Zebra live broadcast room became vibrant, and the audience immediately boiled!

Driven by Brother Fu Ai and Zhu Laosan, more than a dozen local tyrants sent out a wave of aircraft carrier formations that swept the whole station to welcome the arrival of Master Pao!

Many anchors on Zebra Live stopped broadcasting at this moment, and followed the audience to the special live broadcast room to watch Master Pao pretending to be forced.

Soon, the number of online viewers in the special live broadcast room exceeded 3 million!

The momentum is unabated from last week!

It's just that there are slightly fewer new sign-ups.

But seeing that Zhang Qiyang was able to pull the flow of Zebra to the point of explosion as soon as he came, the staff of the Zebra team were excited.

Their 1 million flowers are really worth it!

Dong Huan and Li Xi have done an interview with Zhang Qiyang, and the relationship between them is obviously not as blunt as when they first met.

The two girls warmly invited Zhang Qiyang to the bar and toasted Zhang Qiyang together to give a warm welcome.

In order to behave like a weak chicken like last time, Li Xi immediately turned on his firepower after toasting, and asked Zhang Qiyang to say: "Master Pao, please help me explain, netizens say that I was soaked by you, this is too fantastic! But they can't bear to misunderstand you, I don't even have your WeChat, how can there be anything between the two of us. ”

"Are you playing tricks on my WeChat?" Enjoying the beauties and drinking wine, Zhang Qiyang said happily: "If you want it so much, I'll give it to you later." But I've been busy lately, and I don't usually reply to WeChat before 12 o'clock at night, so if you have anything, find me after 12 o'clock at night. ”

"Hmm!" Dong Huan covered his mouth and coaxed: "It seems that something is really going to happen this time." ”

Li Xi was stunned by Zhang Qiyang.

Is this a joke or is it serious?

Master Pao won't really take a fancy to her, right?

After thinking about it a lot, Li Xi coaxed again.

The pretty face almost lost its redness, and she shifted the artillery fire and said, "Master Pao, don't mess with me." Huan Ye, didn't you write a new song for Pao Ye to give Pao Ye a dismissal, hurry up and sing it to Pao Ye!"

"Yo, are you going to give me a ride again?" Zhang Qiyang turned his head to look at Dong Huan, who was holding the guitar on the other side.

"What, don't listen to Sister Yu's nonsense, how dare I give you a horse, I think the song I sang to you last week was too disrespectful to you, so this week I reformed and learned from the pain and wrote you a song seriously, not a song praising you, but the true appearance of you in my heart. ”

Zhang Qiyang said with interest: "Then I have to listen carefully." ”

Seeing that Dong Huan was about to play and sing by himself, the fans and the audience all climaxed.

There are many people here who hate Zhang Qiyang very much, and they are all clamoring for Huan Ye to give Zhang Qiyang a great look!

Dong Huan himself also wanted to show off his strength to Zhang Qiyang.

Dialing out the beautiful and lonely guitar and melody, she sang this folk song sketch "Mr. Zhang" written by herself for Zhang Qiyang very seriously:

“…… Mr. Zhang, they all call you Pao Ye, a very powerful name, but are you really such a person......"

“…… I've heard, read, and believed those rumors about you, but I'm wrong......"

“…… What is your pompousness concealing, and what does your unruliness represent......"

“…… People are the measure of all things, I don't understand this sentence, but I know that you are a male classmate with a story......"

“…… Mr. Zhang, is the cigarette still burning in your hand, are you smoking melancholy or reminiscing......"

“…… Do you remember the wine you drank, did you drink a story or a confused ......?"

“…… You look at the end of the horizon, look at the red sun in the sky, do you think of the distance......"

“…… Mr. Zhang......"

It's like whitewashing Zhang Qiyang, and it's like confessing, Dong Huan sang "Mr. Zhang" for five minutes in one breath, which was gentle and moving, and portrayed Zhang Qiyang as a young man with a special story.

Netizens swiped out countless 666 to praise Dong Huan.

Fu Aige and Uncle Ya opened several aircraft carrier formations in a row, praising Dong Huan's beautiful singing!

There is also a thief who likes Dong Huan and a thief hates Zhang Qiyang's sunspot, gritted his teeth, and spent a thousand yuan to open a lonely aircraft carrier and shouted at Zhang Qiyang-

[Huan Ye is awesome! This is the original ballad! Zhang Dacang, have you taken it?-Jiao Shuangxi]

After Dong Huan sang seriously, Li Xi immediately applauded and asked Zhang Qiyang: "Master Pao, are you satisfied with the song that Master Huan sang this time?"

Zhang Qiyang said: "I can't talk about satisfaction, I can only say that it's okay." ”

Dong Huan's face turned ugly, she thought that Zhang Qiyang would give him a big compliment.

Li Xi cheered Dong Huan: "It's just okay? I think it's very good!"

"I said okay because she sang well. But the 'Mr. Zhang' she wrote in her song is like a young man who is forced to be literary and artistic, so unlike me, am I so cowardly?"

Dong Huan said embarrassedly: "Is it very stubborn?"

"Hmm. Zhang Qiyang nodded solemnly.

Dong Huan was about to cry, and many fans were distressed.

They scolded Zhang Qiyang in the comment area for not knowing how to appreciate, and he was not even as good as a second-forced youth, and he was clearly a third-forced youth!

Dong Huan's iron fan Jiao Shuangxi saw that Dong Huan was so wronged, and he was so angry that he almost didn't smash the computer.

Rattle, biting the molars, Jiao Shuangxi overdrew another 1,000 yuan from his credit card, and drove a single aircraft carrier to scare Zhang Qiyang-

[Zhang Dacang, don't be stinky! If you have the ability, you can also write one! Let's see how awesome you are! If you can't write, you're stupid!

[Pao Ye, I admit that you are awesome, but on the territory of zebras, don't be too arrogant, okay! This is Huan Ye's territory!

Compared with the aircraft carrier formation that supported Dong Huan by "Duai Huanye", Jiao Shuangxi's single-branch aircraft carrier message was more eye-catching in Zhang Qiyang's eyes.

It's not because Jiao Shuangxi's swearing words are eye-catching, but the name Jiao Shuangxi reminds Zhang Qiyang of the Internet spoof celebrity in the previous life - Brother B, and he feels funny.

Zhang Qiyang pointed to the screen and asked Dong Huan: "Who are you this Jiao Shuangxi, a fan, a relative, a boyfriend?"

Dong Huan thought that Zhang Qiyang was angry, and hurriedly said: "No, no, he is a good audience friend who likes to listen to me sing." ”

"Since that's the case, then I'll satisfy this audience friend. Here, give me the guitar. ”

Zhang Qiyang asked Dong Huan to pass the guitar, looked at the screen and said: "Jiao Shuangxi, don't you want to see how awesome I am? I'll let you see what the correct way to open a literary and artistic young man who is awesome rather than a second is to sing folk songs." ”

Ooh!

Now the Zebra live broadcast room exploded!

The people who eat melons don't think it's a big deal to see the excitement, some scold, some praise, everyone has moved the little maza, looking forward to seeing what the so-called awesome young people sing folk songs like in the cannon master.

Zhang Qiyang popped up a long and sultry melody, glanced at Dong Huan, who was a little frightened, and said: "You used the song "Mr. Zhang" to successfully pinch me into a second-class young man. I'll reply to you with a song "Miss Dong" and turn you into a young girl with a story. ”