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Tonight is a little dreamy, the moonlight outside the window is like a waterfall, sprinkled on Meng Xiaoxian's body, this is a very beautiful scene, but Meng Xiaoxian closed the window and closed the curtains, because she felt that the moonlight was very cold, and even suspected that the moon would peek at her every move. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Of course, this is a delusion, very childish, but many people have done this kind of behavior. When you're in a city, more than half of the people close their curtains when they're alone, and there's a scientific basis for that.

Meng Xiaoxian opened the live broadcast room, and as usual, a lot of people poured in, because when the anchor went online, they would all receive a reminder, and with the reminder, they could quickly enter the live broadcast room.

Every time there is a live broadcast, the number of fans will increase by tens of thousands, and this kind of visible achievement is also one of the driving forces for Meng Xiaoxian's live broadcast.

It's one of the most common methods for streamers to talk to their fans, but as more streamers use this trick, fans are tired, so they have to come up with more effective ways to make the live broadcast room environment warmer.

Of course, Meng Xiaoxian doesn't have to think hard about this, because she has enough fans, and under their drive, the environment in the live broadcast room began to slowly boil, like oil into water.

After being a live broadcast for so long, Meng Xiaoxian also vaguely understood one thing: the fans of an anchor are roughly divided into three types, one is passers-by, which is the largest base, and the same passer-by even pays attention to more than a dozen anchors, they rarely spend money for anchors, but they have a great effect on improving the liveliness of the live broadcast room.

The other is true love fans, they are responsible for arguing with local tyrants and letting local tyrants consume for the anchor, of course, this kind of true love fans may also be the anchor's professional public relations team.

The third type is the local tyrant......

As Meng Xiaoxian's fans slowly accumulate and increase, there are naturally more local tyrants who are willing to spend money for Meng Xiaoxian, and now, Meng Xiaoxian rarely says "Thank you for your support", because there are too many people, and it is difficult to thank them one by one.

Before tonight's highlight came out, Meng Xiaoxian received more than 10,000 yuan of paid props, and according to the proportion of sharing with the website, Meng Xiaoxian got an income of nearly 10,000 yuan in just over an hour of live broadcast.

After singing a few "old songs", Meng Xiaoxian sold a pass, and after winking at the camera and selling cuteness, she told everyone about the background of the song, which was also to take the next song as a foreshadowing, although she knew that the fans in front of the camera would definitely not be able to wait.

"Today's summer night is slightly cool, the suburbs are quiet, and occasionally you can hear insects chirping and horses neighing, like being in the middle of a savannah full of night. A song that Xianxian wants to sing today is a dream love song related to the grassland, singing the fantasy artistic conception of paradise, looking forward to the simple life of the prairie, and the days when he is far away from the world with his lover. Meng Xiaoxian said in a soft tone, with a slight trill, very charming.

"If there is an afterlife, give it to everyone." After saying that, she slowly closed her eyes and began to empty herself, letting go of all her skills, forgetting reality, and singing for her heart. Slowly express your inner world and depict the beautiful world you yearn for.

The slightly monotonous guitar walked slowly, elegant and sad, with a hint of dreamy melody into people's hearts, Meng Xiaoxian opened his mouth to sing:

Previously people started harvesting in April,

Lying on top of a high pile of grain and laughing.

I walked through the golden wheat fields,

Go sing to the scarecrow,

Wait for the wind to blow.

You pass by a town called "I",

Just as the snow on the roof turned into rain and fell.

You're wearing transparent clothes,

Sing to me alone,

It's all my favorite songs......

When the song "If There Is an Afterlife" was sung, fans in front of the computer knew that this was another particularly good song, of course, they were never disappointed with Meng Xiaoxian's song.

When the song was sung, the speaking area was quiet, Meng Xiaoxian did not turn off the speaking function, but no one sent any words, which has formed a special habit, of course, even if someone speaks, no one will echo it, because everyone is waiting to listen to the song.

Aesthetic and dreamy, with a bit of a feeling of emptiness, this is the feeling of most fans. As the song slowly walked, this feeling became stronger and stronger.

We go to the lake of the savannah,

Waiting for the migratory birds to fly back,

When we're all grown up,

Just give birth to a doll.

He will grow up and go away on his own,

We also went our separate ways.

I write to you,

You won't reply,

So be it......

"It's like seeing an angel flying over a golden wheat field like a breeze, singing to the earth with a soft voice, and it's like seeing a beautiful love." Take advantage of the high of the song at this time. The tide has passed, and during this empty time, someone can't wait to write a comment.

"I like the voice of the fairy so much, it's really a natural rush!" A female fan spoke.

"Close your eyes and follow the lyrics, from the golden wheat fields to the vast grasslands, watching the migratory birds soar by the lake." Another spoke very much.

Although many people have expressed their opinions, most of them are abbreviated words such as "good" and "like".

Meng Xiaoxian didn't stop, but continued to play and sing slowly......

After repeating the previous part again, Meng Xiaoxian sang the chorus, which had a bit of Canon music charm, which was very attractive.

Go to the lake of the savannah,

Wait for the migratory birds to fly back.

When we're all grown up,

Just give birth to a doll.

He will grow up and go away on his own,

We also went our separate ways.

I write to you,

You don't have to reply,

So be it......

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After singing, Meng Xiaoxian recovered from the artistic conception of the song, and at this time, the computer in front of her had been swiped by paid props.

"Thank you Xianxian for giving us such a beautiful song, it's like singing a consciousness. The song of the form, like a white dove that combines emotion and soul, yearns for peace and tranquility. And like a fluttering dandelion, fly and fly, let the soul fly and float into the distance. One fan commented.

"There is a touch of sadness in happiness." In front of the computer, Mo Bingyi typed such a text.

"This song is like a gentle breeze, giving people a refreshing feeling, dispelling the heat of the summer night, making people feel comfortable, there is a special cheerfulness, I especially like this song." Zhang Yue handed over the mobile phone that was recording the video to the fat man and typed a text.

"The language is good, but it's just imagination, it's a beautiful fantasy. In a smoky city, this is just an ethereal wish. After the dinner, Zhao Linfeng turned on the computer and logged in to Meng Xiaoxian's live broadcast room.

After listening to this song, he said with feeling, and then recharged 150,000 yuan to his account and began to buy paid props......

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PS: "If there is an afterlife": Tan Weiwei, due to the need for novel rendering, some of the plots are a little exaggerated, but the song is really good, you can listen to it.