“I walked so far with you quietly, and didn’t even notice that my eyes were red.
Listening to you talk about your changes now, looking at your smiling face that I still love most..."
Xu Song's clear and melancholy singing accompanied by the soothing and gentle guitar sound instantly made everyone in the live broadcast room prick up their ears.
"The Past I Can't Let Go" even tensed up in front of the monitor. Apart from sadness, it was also mixed with shock: it was as if Xu Song was standing by and watching when he sent his first love home. Otherwise, these two sentences alone are so vividly written?
“This old road has not changed, and every time I passed it it was always sunny.
Thinking of the past we had, tears began to spread little by little..."
This is the opening song of the live broadcast room, and Xu Song is very serious. Although the song is about other people's stories, it still embodies deep emotions.
As a result, gradually sad notes began to strike the listener's heartstrings. At this moment, for netizens, whether it was love that could not be achieved, or it ended without a disease, or conflicts broke out, as long as it was a regret about love, all came to mind. .
"The past that I can't let go of" already burst into tears when he heard the word "tears". The so-called "sunny day" is the rain that sent my first love home when I was in high school, and it smelled sweet when it fell on me.
"I don't want to break the broken line of love. I just want to hear your sweet words again before going to bed."
At the end of "Breaking Point", Xu Song's voice slowly deepened, like a breeze blowing across the lake, but the traces left behind were clearly visible, so much so that when the song ended, there was not a single barrage in the live broadcast room.
If it weren't for the fact that the number of people online showed 120 at the top of the chat box on the right, and the system gave a reward of 36 popularity points, Xu Song would have thought that there was no one in the live broadcast room.
Half a minute later, dense barrage and countless small gifts flew up:
"How awesome is this male anchor? He can even sing a cappella so well. Moreover, the song was composed on the spot and it didn't take five minutes. I'm so convinced!"
"Don't talk to me about the script, just talk about the quality of the song. Can 80% of today's songwriters write it in a month?"
"In my opinion, last week's winner "Autumn Leaves" is not as good as this song."
"I have been live-streaming for more than two years for free, and today I finally paid ten yuan as a reward, just for this anchor and this song."
"Can you believe it? Just now, when a man like an eagle shed tears from the corners of his eyes when he heard 'I'm afraid of waking up and thinking of you several times every day'. This was just a cappella, but I was so emotional!"
"This anchor is not popular, God cannot allow it."
"Didn't I just say that this male anchor is a radio host? I have to say, he is indeed very professional!"
...
Xu Song sat next to him with a smile and said nothing, while Xu Yan kept talking, thanking the netizens who gave the gifts. Later, the gifts became more and more dense, and she couldn't bear to look at them anymore. She could only express her thanks with a big gift with animation effect.
Now, she was so excited and happy that she even suspected that she was dreaming, which made her head feel a little dizzy.
She knew very well that "Private Customization" was completely random, and her brother really wrote such an excellent song in five minutes.
Seeing such a "miracle" up close was much more shocking than seeing the news at home that her brother had saved a suicidal girl with a song.
At this time, a rocket worth 500 yuan took off. Xu Yan hurriedly said: "Thank you for the rocket of 'The Past', are you still satisfied with the song "Breaking Point"?"
"The Once Upon a Time": "Very satisfying! I cried while listening, and found courage in the last line of the lyrics. I immediately went out to find my first love, and then said to her, I just want to hear it again before going to bed. Your sweet words!”
Xu Yan: "Then I wish you immediate success, and remember to send me a private message with your ID number."
Then she looked at the order information in the backend and beamed with joy: "I saw that a friend named 'Happy Breakup' placed an order of 500 yuan. Do you want to order a song?"
"Happy Breakup" hasn't posted the barrage yet, and there are already many people in the live broadcast room booing:
"Holy crap, it turns out this guy swept away all the goods!"
"Yes, the host is so awesome, I also wanted to order songs, but the bamboo weave was out of stock."
"You can tailor-make a song for two hundred yuan. Why are you ordering goods for five hundred yuan? Do you want to show that you are rich?"
"Then I really want to wish you a happy breakup and a happy breakup every day!"
"That person just bought 300 yuan worth of goods! You could order four songs, but now you can only listen to two. What the hell!"
"Don't make any noise, everyone. If there is no goods, there will be no goods. Just ask the host later how many gifts you can order to customize the song."
"That's right, it's all about collecting money anyway, there's no difference."
...
Seeing the opinions of netizens, Xu Yan didn't know how to answer and looked at Xu Song.
Xu Song smiled and said: "Dear friends, I'm sorry, today's theme is mainly about goods. Since the goods have been sold out, the order of 'Happy Breakup' will be the last song. If you don't order it, we will cancel it."
Now many people were dissatisfied, and a barrage immediately started cursing:
"Tch, Internet beggar, you reach out for money and still hold it on the shelf?"
"You want to raise the price on the ground, right? Tell me how many gifts you can order, and I will reward you!"
"Those who make money on their knees, don't pretend to be so noble!"
"I despise these anchors the most. If you praise them, you won't know how high the sky is."
"So cool, don't be an online beggar!"
Xu Yan was so angry that tears welled up in her eyes. She wanted to refute but didn't know where to start.
Xu Song smiled: Oh, where did the mentally ill come from? Today I finally met these internet trolls!
Originally, he just wanted to be a guest singer quietly, but when he was provoked by the trolls, Xu Song's energy suddenly became high. But thinking about this kind of online trolling, even if you win, the pleasure will be half less, so I thought about it and decided to use another method of teasing.
He first said with a smile: "Workers ask their bosses for money, schools collect money from students, and the tax bureau asks the public for money. As long as you pay, no matter what the job, how can you become a beggar if you just collect a little money? Friends who said these words, What do you think you are?
Of course, I can only communicate with people, and there’s nothing I can do if lower species can’t understand. After all, everyone says that the Internet is illusory, and they have no idea whether the person pressing the keyboard on the screen is a human, a dog, or a pig.
Now please "Happy Breakup" friend, please wait a moment, I will give a song to some people or some animals for free first. "
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 3 popularity points. 】
Xu Song smiled, but he didn't expect that his casual words would stimulate three trolls. These people are really fragile.
