Reality is more exciting than fiction.

Just a minute ago, Lin Dong had already lost hope for today's live broadcast.

There are a lot of people who come to his live broadcast room, and the number has reached nearly 5,000, which is attracted by Ding Li after brushing the runway three times.

Nearly 5,000 people, more than ten times more than when he sang on the street, but most of them were lively, and there must be people who gave gifts, however, in addition to the 300,000 heat of Ding Li's three runways, only a few people gave gifts, adding up to less than 350,000, and to put it bluntly, the gifts given by others were less than 500 Yongyuan, and what fell on him was 30%, that is, about 150 yuan.

In this case, of course, Lin Dong will be disappointed, although Lin Dong did not think that he would be able to become a god anchor immediately, but this starting point is inevitably too low, in these three hours, he feels much more tired than singing on the street, and he earns less than one-twentieth of the money

However, at the next moment, the male god suddenly arrived and gave Lin Dong a big surprise.

A male god is 100,000 yuan and 10 million heat, and most anchors may never receive this kind of gift, because it is a lot of money.

Giving away 100,000 yuan at a time and sending 10,000 yuan each time ten times, although the money is the same, but the effect is far different, the three supremes such as Baby Bear are now spending almost nearly 100 million yuan on the Ba Sing platform, but they are not as good as the legend of Brother Alphabet, because Brother Alphabet smashed 50 million in one night, and even Ding Li thinks that Brother Alphabet is the richest one.

When Lin Dong was still in a surprise, the computer screen suddenly froze, and then Lin Dong saw countless people swiping the screen into his live broadcast room, so fast that he couldn't see the names of these people clearly, and at the same time, those who watched the live broadcast were all like chicken blood, frantically speaking.

"Grass."

"The male god has arrived."

"It's actually the male god who arrived, Nima's, it's worth seeing one in one night."

"Catch a wild tyrant."

"The anchor is going to have a fork, and the anchor is going to ask the local tyrant to pack/raise."

"What about the local tyrants? We're here to see the local tyrants. ”

"Who sent it? The special effects just now blinded my dog's eyes, Brother Tuhao came out, I want to worship you, accept me as a little brother, or the coachman will do it, I will warm the bed."

"The chrysanthemums that I have kept for 20 years are also ready to contribute, and I ask the local tyrant brother to insert them"

There are many, many similar ones, fortunately, Zhang Qingwen has turned off the computer, otherwise I don't know what I will think when I see these undisciplined words.

Lin Dong was also speechless, these people actually came to see the local tyrants? Ignore him as a streamer? But he can only smile bitterly, no wonder Ding Li said that the attraction of local tyrants on the platform is actually much greater than that of anchors, anchors can watch every day, and they can see thousands a day, but local tyrants are rare to see.

When Lin Dong came back to his senses, he found that the number of people in his live broadcast room had soared to more than 30,000 people, and then Lin Dong was drunk.

Suppressing the surprise, Lin Dong regained his passion: "Thank you for the arrival of the male god sent by Qingquan Mingyue, what a surprise, Brother Mingyue, is Brother Mingyue here?" The next song is for Brother Mingyue, do you have any favorite songs to listen to? ”

The live broadcast room began to swipe the screen again.

"Brother Mingyue comes out."

"Brother Tuhao, come out for a walk."

"Local tyrant, let the anchor learn to bark"

"Rub, can you see what Brother Tuhao said when you speak like this? Brother Tuhao, send another male god to respond to show that you heard it. ”

"Male god,,Must be a male god!!"

It's never a big deal to watch the excitement, and there is no scruple about talking on the Internet, but it is this fiery atmosphere that makes many local tyrants really feel very sour, and they don't want to sprinkle money.

Lin Dong joked with these people, picked out some questions that seemed more pleasing to the eye and responded, and then didn't see Qingquan Mingyue speak for a long time, so he thought about it and said: "Maybe there are too many people talking, so let's do it, Brother Mingyue, let's give you a song that I play and sing, it's also original, in addition, before playing this song, everyone who is watching the live broadcast, if you like me singing, please click on the attention in the upper left corner, so that you won't get lost next time, okay, don't say much, one song' It is destined to be given to Brother Mingyue, and also to all the friends present. ”

Lin Dong took the guitar and looked at the audience's speeches by the way, but Qingquan Mingyue still didn't speak.

Zhang Qingwen's emotions finally calmed down, and then he felt a little funny in his heart, it was just a gift, she was thinking too much, and Zhang Qingwen thought that the student didn't know that it was his principal who gave him the gift, thinking of this, Zhang Qingwen actually felt a kind of pleasure in his heart, turned on the computer again, logged in to the Ba Sing platform again, entered the live broadcast room, and happened to see Lin Dong playing the guitar.

Lin Dong's affectionate and gentle voice sounded, this is the preface of the song: After that day, I haven't seen you again, but every time I encounter such heavy rain, I will think of you, and say with a smile: "Hey! Nice to meet you. ”

Then Lin Dong's singing voice sounded:

Suddenly it rained heavily, and we met by fate

You're here too, drenched in the rain

The small eaves become your umbrella in this way

When we meet in Pingshui, we are still very strange

You say that people have a kind of fate

It's as relaxed as the evening breeze gently blowing on the faces of people on the street

You make me believe that there is destiny

You ask me if there is a rainbow after the rain

When Zhang Qingwen re-entered the live broadcast room, she didn't notice that there was already a crown logo on her account, which was the title, she couldn't see it but the audience could see it, so the audience in the live broadcast room exploded.

"Brother Mingyue appeared."

"I guess I was stuck out of the live broadcast room just now."

"I came in just when the anchor sang fate, is it really fate?"

"True love, must be true love."

"Can we see a scene of love and killing between a local tyrant and an anchor, sitting in the front row and waiting."

"Brother Mingyue, it's just a job, we support you."

Zhang Qingwen's eyes were involuntarily attracted by these words, and after a few glances, his face turned red, what are these people talking about? Why are they all talking nonsense there? What fate is destined to love and kill each other?

Ignoring these words, Zhang Qingwen listened to the song intently, but he didn't know if it was the influence of those words, or that this song was originally a love song, Zhang Qingwen had a different emotion in his heart.

But soon, Zhang Qingwen was distracted, because she found that a golden dragon chair appeared on the screen, which was the sign of the Supreme coming to the live broadcast room.

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