067 That's You're Not Right (2nd Update)
"Boss, are we all wrong?" Xu Shuheng didn't dare to leave the screen in front of him at all. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He was afraid that if he missed a glance, he would miss something more terrifying, and he wouldn't have time to rush to the next door to stop it.
"No, what about our administrator account, I'm going to watch her in person......" Xu Shuheng's previous leisurely was all gone, and he quickly snatched her notebook from the assistant next to him.
Han Qing squinted, crossed his hands in front of his chest, stared directly at the ridiculous yellow duck hood on the screen, and didn't say a word. But his assistant, Tracy, had consciously stood far away from the couch.
Three o'clock arrived in a blink of an eye, and Lin Rong over there had successfully logged in to the room, tilted his head and shook his hand at the online audience on the computer screen, and said hello obediently.
Xu Shuheng had already quickly logged in to the administrator account with golden yellow bold and extra-large three-size font, and his hand speed exploded, and he typed a string of words, "[Don't sing those songs!]"
It was also specifically mentioned in the text given to Lin Rong before, so that she followed the command of this golden bold word throughout the whole process, and she must put an end to all willfulness during the live broadcast.
Nebulas Live is a brand-new live broadcast platform, and it is not very popular among various video websites at present. It was the live broadcast of the reincarnation band a while ago that attracted a group of rock fans.
Therefore, when the time comes this time, the letters that float through the brush brush screen are basically all ordinary member fonts such as black and green, and there are almost no VIP members.
The administrator's domineering side-leaking No. 3 golden yellow font is particularly eye-catching in a pile of dense small characters.
Of course, except for Lin Rong who was live broadcasting, no one else could see it.
When Lin Rong saw it, he couldn't help but cut it, swept his eyes all over the screen and asked her to sing the subtitles of "Reserved" and "It's a pity it's not you", and leaned closer to the microphone, "Thank you for your continued support~ Today, well, I won't sing these masked songs~"
Xu Shuheng, who was next door, almost slapped the table, "Dirt! Uncle I'm talking about those dead songs!"
"Reserved", he really wants to listen to the live singing again! The cappella version of the bandless version, he wants to listen to it!
His roar was not heard by Lin Rong next door. The room used for live broadcasting is of course particularly soundproof.
Lin Rongzheng tried his best to use his most abundant feelings to say the routine lines of this show with an expressionless face, "For half an hour every day, Yaya listens to you talk about your thoughts." ā
She held back the twitching corners of her mouth, trying not to spit it out.
This broken line simply lowered the style of her entire book, fall!
A bunch of subtitles stacked on top of each other quickly floated across the screen, all of which were "............Ahh
"Well, what do you want to tell Yaya?"
A line of eye-catching administrator font quickly appeared on the screen, and Lin Rong immediately read it out cooperatively, "The hotline of the program is 480090090...... Everyone is welcome to dial in, or use subtitles to tell your story~"
Over there, Xu Shuheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I didn't worry about the first show, and I went to the planning department to ask a girl who had been a screenwriter before to come over as a trustee." If she is there, it shouldn't collapse. ā
Han Qing hummed noncommittally with his nose.
He counted down silently in his heart, and after three rings, sure enough, the phone in the live broadcast room rang.
A young girl's voice came in with trepidation, "You, hello." ā
Xu Shuheng nodded again and again, looking at Han Qing with a smug face, showing a smile begging for praise, "What's the matter, it's worthy of being a screenwriter with a big brain, right?
However, his subordinates didn't stop, and he was typing quickly on the keyboard, and lines of golden words flashed on Lin Rong's screen.
[Hurry up, hurry up, ask her what troubles she has, say you're very, very happy to help!]
Lin Rong lifted his hood, and inexplicably felt that the administrator's style of speaking was very familiar.
She was in a daze, and the girl's voice came out of the phone again, "Yaya, you have a voice as pure as nature, and the one under the mask, does you also have a beautiful face like an angel?"
The girl spoke very slowly, and her words were soft, so that one could not help but continue listening patiently.
Xu Shuheng snapped his fingers, this is comparable to the soft text written by the publicists raised by the company, perfect!
On the screen of the live broadcast room, rows of hearts floated by.
"That's right, I also firmly believe that it must be a goddess!"
"+10086, definitely the face of an angel~"
"Ask to take off the mask~~~~ Please ask for it~~~~"
"Goddess, I want to have a monkey with you~~~~"
"Front, the goddess is mine, and if you want to give birth, you will also give birth to my monkey~~~"
These subtitle parties are more than one agitated and dominate the screen are addictive.
The soft girl's voice on the phone was not affected by these at all, and without waiting for Lin Rong to answer, she sighed, and after a silence, her choked sobbing voice came out.
Xu Shuheng proudly gestured to Han Qing with a V.
This time the setting is a sentimental injury.,A little shy in some otaku.,I like the soft girl paper of the second dimension very much.,Because of the restrained personality and not beautiful enough.,The pitiful story of being split by a boyfriend.ć
This kind of story is simply a setting of a bad street, but the more vulgar and rotten the sentiment, the easier it is to write a popular love song.
Sad love songs, Xu Shuheng feels that there are at least more than 10,000 in this world. With the amazing talent of his own artist, take out a random song and be invincible.
The focus of this show is not the story, but to build momentum and pave the way for her future after she is unveiled!
The girl on the phone couldn't cry, but she had already said intermittently to the most critical place, "I pushed open the door of the classroom, and I saw him holding another girl in his arms......"
According to network data, the crowd who likes to watch live broadcasts is concentrated among otaku and two-dimensional girls.
Campus will always be one of their favorite themes.
"Probably because I'm not pretty enough...... Not gentle enough," the girl almost cried so much that she couldn't speak, "Obviously, I love him so much, so much...... He, he ......"
Xu Shuheng couldn't help but applaud her, "If I hadn't gone to find her in person, I would have believed this story." ā
On the screen of the live broadcast room, there are also a bunch of subtitles that comfort the girl, all kinds of hugs, touches and kisses, and all kinds of shows of warmth and love.
The girl's sobbing voice became clearer and clearer, "It's that I'm not good enough...... I used to refuse to admit my mistakes......"
Xu Shuheng geared up, and sent Lin Rong a message to the administrator at the right time, [Hurry up and comfort her, hurry up! Prepare to sing immediately!]
As soon as he sent out this subtitle, he heard Lin Rong's voice on the screen.
"Honey, it's you who are wrong. Lin Rong's clear but firm voice came out of the microphone.
Xu Shuheng's hand stopped on the keyboard.
"You're wrong, you're wrong. ā
"Men, to women, are like jade for cultivation. ā
Xu Shuheng's eyebrows jumped suddenly, he couldn't believe what he had heard.
"Jade, can fill the inner pill and regulate health. ā
"And the scumbag is a piece of trash in the jade that has been broken. And if you insist on cultivating with a piece of garbage, and you still hope to be able to maintain beauty and build a baby, that is your mistake. ā
"That's not love, my dear. ā