The song sung by Qin Lang is a shouting song in that world, which is very popular and popular, and many people are covering this song.

Qin Lang also likes this song very much, so he used this song as a test stone for stepping into the live broadcast industry. For the first time, Qin Lang still didn't expect such a hot scene, and he didn't expect that there would be such a local tyrant in this twisted live broadcast that it was a plane casually, and it was 10,000 Huaxia coins.

And Qin Lang looked at the amount of his reward, which had exceeded almost 100,000! And Qin Lang himself can also get nearly 70,000 or so Huaxia coins, thinking about how long it will take to make so much money, Qin Lang can't help but think secretly, it seems that the live broadcast industry is indeed quite profitable.

"Thank you very much for the support of my friends today, this song is given to you, I hope you will like it." Qin Lang was wearing a mask, and the audience in front of the computer couldn't see his appearance, and they all felt very mysterious.

The singing is good, very magical, and the music style is so novel, which makes everyone in the live broadcast room very happy.

"Anchor, is this song your own adaptation, or is it original?" A tourist asked.

"This song is my own original, and it's not original, but I think of it occasionally, so I wrote it, and you just like it." Qin Lang said with a smile. In fact, this is his originality, but he just understands it in his own heart.

"Why are you wearing a mask, are you ugly? Or do you not dare to show your true face? Someone said in such a weird way.

"In fact, it doesn't matter whether it's ugly or beautiful, the important thing is that the inner beauty wakes up. Do you judge a person by his appearance? Qin Lang was not angry, and chatted with the audience very calmly. Because Qin Lang felt that there was no need to quarrel with the audience, it was irrational. It also seems that he has no grace at all.

Qin Lang was chatting with his audience here, and the fans were slowly rising, and on the other side, at the gate of the live broadcast of Anhui Satellite TV, there was a beautiful woman who drove a Maserati and scolded angrily.

"Okay, you Qin Lang, the old lady came all the way to see you, and you ran away. Wait for me, and I'll find you! Then the beauty drove the Maserati back again in vain.

Xiaoxue was chatting and singing in her live broadcast room, and suddenly found that the number of people in her live broadcast room began to slowly fall. I can't help but wonder a little, what's going on?

"Why are they all gone? There are fewer and fewer people? Xiaoxue asked the audience who were still in the live broadcast room suspiciously.

"Oh, they. I heard that there is a very powerful anchor, who is super good at singing, and has already gone to his live broadcast room. ”

"Oh, I see, I'll go check it out and see how good this guy is." After speaking, he also entered this live broadcast room.

As soon as I came in, I saw a mask, a white mask, and two tears of blood and tears in the corners of my eyes, and the people who looked at it felt uncomfortable.

Crying clowns? Xiaoxue was a little puzzled, why was it called such a strange name, and how that mask looked familiar. However, this thought was also fleeting, and I didn't think too much about it. I went to watch this anchor's performance instead.

Qin Lang was chatting with everyone, and suddenly saw an anchor coming in, with the anchor's logo, because every anchor has the color and laurels that belong to the anchor.

And Qin Lang also happened to know Xiaoxue's name, and couldn't help but be a little funny, why did she come to her own live broadcast room, it seems that her popularity is too high, Qin Lang thought so.

And at this time, Qin Lang also reached the time for the live broadcast, so he had to quit, say hello to everyone, quit the live broadcast room, stretch Qin Lang opened the search engine, and searched for the situation of the strongest brain.

But as soon as I opened it, I found that it was all discussions and information about myself, and there were so many that almost all of it was myself. Qin Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seems that he is really famous, not only has his face been spread, but even his school and home address have been turned out. Even what he had done before was revealed.

It seems that the strength of netizens is still very strong, and the most popular one in the search is that he actually has a fan army, called Ailang Legion, Qin Lang is helpless, this is to add his name This is.

And all of them are women, and there is no male comrade, Qin Lang can't tell what it feels like, anyway, he thinks that there must be someone who is unhappy with him and can't get used to himself, partly because of his talent, and partly because of this Ailang legion. Because it's all beautiful women.

On the hot search, many people are calling for themselves to open a Weibo so that they can chat together at close range.

Qin Lang thinks it's good to have a Weibo, at least it can attract fans, and Weibo is also very helpful for his future career, and he can use this Weibo to promote his future works.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang directly applied for Weibo, and uploaded his ID number, but in a moment, the application was successful, and there was also an exclusive celebrity certification.

This means that this Qin Lang is really Qin Lang and unique. Qin Lang opened Weibo, and not many people knew about it, because Qin Lang did not release the news. His fans don't know either, so it's understandable.

After Qin Lang opened Weibo, he felt the need to post an essay to express it, and he could also increase his fans and attract fans.

After thinking about it, Qin Lang felt that it was better to publish the lyrics of a song shouting microphone, because Qin Lang felt that this lyric was very good, beautiful and desolate, very suitable, and could also be used for live broadcasts in the future.

You go and ask the Buddha. Ask if you have a relationship with her

The Buddha said, you have no relationship with her, you say, ask for fate.

The Buddha said, "Then you will wait for a thousand years."

You have seen her for a thousand years, but she has not known you

You're willing to wait.

You answer, yes, wait.