Chapter 8 8. Who can stand your singing? Congratulations on getting the 100-man kill.
Magic City.
In a commercial building.
Han Qing suddenly stood up from her workstation. Her pretty face was full of surprise as she looked at the screen on her phone hidden in the gap of the table. Jiang Chen's voice came from the wireless headphones in her ears.
“New song?”
Han Qing immediately looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to her. She hurriedly sat down, picked up her phone and typed: "New song, so excited."
Han Qing wanted to go home from get off work right now, just like yesterday. Like that, sitting on the bedside of Jiang Chen's rental house, watching Jiang Chen play and sing at close range, I was full of expectations for Jiang Chen's new song.
But then she saw that the live broadcast screen was full of barrages, and the message she sent had passed without even seeing it!
"No, brother, you have a new song. How can you let other anchors live? Sing!"
"I accidentally discovered Treasure Boy and caught up with the release of the new song. ”
"Now that the live broadcast is so busy, you will sing a new song at the beginning of the broadcast? Awesome!"
"Anchor, sing quickly, I can't wait."
"New song? Awesome!"
“This is the first time I see such a talented anchor, whose popularity is so low, I will give you some points.”
“What a surprise!”
...
Dense speeches flashed by.
Han Qing thought it was some big anchor with tens of thousands of people online, but after taking a look at the number of people online, there were still only a hundred and a few.
Moreover, the reward messages that floated by were not inferior to those big anchors with thousands of people. In just this moment, several more sports cars and airplanes floated past, and the rockets also rose.
Even those big anchors with tens of thousands of people don’t see such lively reward scenes every day.
Han Qing thought for a while, then recharged a hundred yuan and tipped it out. Her current salary was only more than 8,000 yuan. Apart from rent and food, she basically didn't have much left. She was really itchy to be able to recharge a hundred yuan. , I want to vent my excited emotions.
Han Qing stared at Jiang Chen on the live broadcast screen.
Jiang Chen didn’t turn on any beauty special effects, he just appeared without makeup. He looked a little handsome. Sitting there holding the guitar added a lot of literary and artistic atmosphere, and his temperament was immediately full.
I saw Jiang Chen just lowering his head and playing the guitar, not paying attention to the many comments and reward messages on the live broadcast screen. He was gradually immersed in his own music world, with a trace of enjoyment on his face. The look of concentration and enjoyment also adds some charm.
Han Qing was fascinated for a while.
The guitar melody played by Jiang Chen was completely different from the soothing rhythm of Ideal Thirty just now. Instead, it became brisk and dynamic, and his whole body swayed gently to the brisk rhythm.
The barrage broke out again.
“Sing quickly.”
“It’s a pleasure to watch you play the guitar. It can be seen that the anchor really loves music, that’s why he enjoys music so much.”
< br>Thirty-year-old: "Don't worry, the host likes to play for a while before singing. Yesterday I sang Ideal Thirty for the first time and played for ten minutes before singing."
After finishing his speech, Thirty-nine-year-old Wuli swiped another sports car and seemed to let go all of a sudden.
“To be honest, I really enjoy watching the anchor talk about guitar.”
“Seeing the anchor enjoying the music makes me look forward to the new song even more.”
“It’s really I didn’t expect that there would be such a talented musician among the hosts!”
“When will you sing?”
...
Jiang Chen did not sing immediately, but still focused on playing the guitar, constantly filtering the information of the song in his mind, allowing himself to have a deeper understanding of the song's emotions and singing skills.
Some viewers in the live broadcast room couldn't wait and were urging him, but there were also some viewers who were very satisfied just watching Jiang Chen play the guitar.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room was still increasing slowly, even if some people were impatient to wait, they did not leave. After a while, it rose to more than 150 people.
Jiang Chen played the song again and ended, then took a deep breath to calm down, and then started playing the guitar again.
this time!
Jiang Chen finally started singing in front of the camera.
The brisk and rhythmic guitar sound sounded again.
Jiang Chen’s voice has changed greatly from when he sang Ideal Thirty just now. His voice has become more impactful and powerful, and has a stronger sense of rhythm.
The upgraded singing skills allow him to master more skills.
"Sit on the cloud that leaves home."
"Float away to the horizon that no one knows."
"Carry what my mother said."
"A child's life is actually not complicated."
"Oh, wipe the tears gently."
"Don't mind the talkative crow."
"Swallow the sand."
"Only then can you grow up slowly."
"You have to miss a few of her."< br>
“Use your best years.”
"This is the price of youth..."
The entire live broadcast room became quiet, with almost no one speaking.
Jiang Chen suddenly stood up when he sang here, and strafed the guitar strings with his right hand, playing a very powerful melody, and at the same time sang loudly into the microphone.
“Flowers bloom when parting.”
“Stretch out new branches.”
"Like winter turning away and spring coming again."
"Waiting for the snow in my heart to melt."
"Every time you leave home."
"With the concern of the distance."
“The prosperity of the city.”
"Covered the crescent moon."
"Flowers bloom when parting."
"He grows on the cliff."
"On the highest mountain top."
"You can hear the answer."
"There is nothing to be afraid of."
"Don't worry, kid, fly."
"Behind you."
"There is a home waiting for you..." Yue As he sang, Jiang Chen's voice became louder and louder, his voice almost roaring, his face turned a little red, and he was full of emotions again.
And the live broadcast room also erupted again!
“It sounds good, it sounds good, it sounds so good that I’m about to cry.”
“Anchor, are you afraid that I won’t stop singing and crying today?”
“Woo woo woo, In the end, there is a home waiting for you! "
"Good songs, better singing!"
"The worker couldn't help crying after hearing this, and he gave me ten yuan to show his appreciation."
"Anchor, you are so awesome, why aren't you popular?"
"That's so nice. Right?”
“Anchor, you must be popular”
……
Han Qing also covered her mouth when she heard this in the office. Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, staining her makeup, but she didn't care at all. He was just looking at Jiang Chen who was concentrating on the emotion of the song on the live broadcast screen with tears in his eyes, but in his heart he was thinking about the scene when his parents went to see him off at the station when he came to work in Shanghai, and the phone calls he received from his parents almost every day. Asking for help.
There is nothing to be afraid of. Children, feel free to fly. Behind you, there is a home waiting for you!
Which migrant worker can stand Jiang Chen’s emotional singing?
Buzz buzz!
Suddenly.
The live broadcast was interrupted and the call came.
Han Qing wanted to hang up directly, but when she saw Pu Yuexi's name written on it, she connected anyway.
As soon as the call was connected, an excited shout came from the earphone: "Xiao Qingzi, are you watching the live broadcast? That Jiang Chen live broadcast you recommended, he is amazing. Really, he just The ballad "Ideal" almost made me cry when I was in my thirties, and now there is a new song, and I can't help but cry."
"It's really awesome. Where did you find such an awesome original musician? Sure enough, the master is among the people."
"Ask him when he has time, come and make this Two songs have been recorded. I’m ready for you to come over at any time. You can come over now!”
Pu Yuexi was Han Qing's friend who met while playing music. She was the musician who Han Qing introduced to Jiang Chen who recorded songs.
Han Qing held back her emotions and said softly: "I was watching the live broadcast just now."
Pu Yuexi: "Are you crying?"
Han Qing: "I can't bear it. Stop!"
Pu Yuexi: "Don't hold back, just cry when you need to. Let's get down to business, when are you going to record a song?"< br>
Han Qing: "I don't know. I can't see him until I get back from get off work in the afternoon."
Pu Yuexi: "Okay, I'll wait for your news! I won't tell you anymore, let's watch the live broadcast together. To be honest, I think this handsome guy is going to be popular. "
Han Qing: "He is thirty years old and has started to take care of himself. He is not a handsome guy!"
Pu Yuexi: "Haha, how funny is your friend to take care of himself at the age of thirty? !”
Hung up the phone.
Han Qing continued to watch the live broadcast, listening to Jiang Chen's emotional singing, and her mood was touched again.
“Oh, wipe the tears gently.”
“Don’t forget to talk about childhood dreams.”
“Flowers scattered in the distance.”
“ It also grows up slowly with the wind.”
"I'll miss borrowing a few of her."
"Use your truest years."
"This is the answer of youth..."
"When parting comes out Flowers.”
“Stretch out new branches”
"Like winter turning away and spring coming again."
"Waiting for the snow in my heart to melt."
"Every time you leave home."
"With the concern of the distance."
“The prosperity of the city.”
"Covered the crescent moon."
"Flowers bloom when parting."
"It grows on the cliff."
"On the highest mountain top."
"You can hear the answer."
"There is nothing to be afraid of."
"Child, feel free to fly."
"Behind you."
"There is a home waiting for you..." ……”
…………
Jiang Chen's singing stopped, but the sound of the guitar in his hand did not stop. He was still playing the dynamic melody fiercely, just like his mood at this time, and just as excited as the mood of many viewers in the live broadcast room.
“It looks like attending a concert, it’s so awesome.”
“Anchor, you are so awesome, why are you staying in a small rental house?”
"The anchor must be popular, the identification is completed."
"Isn't this much better than those little fresh meats?"
"It sounds good, sounds good, sounds good."
"I searched and couldn't find this song. It's really original and the song is sung so beautifully. It's so awesome."
< br>“Do it again, do it again.”
“Do it again!”
……
When Jiang Chen had almost vented his emotions and looked at the live broadcast screen, he found that the whole screen was full of messages saying "Let's do it again."
Moreover, the special effects of rewards are also constant, and the number of people online has directly exceeded 200, setting a new high again.
Jiang Chen was about to take a closer look when a line of system prompts flashed across.
“Congratulations to the player for harvesting a hundred tears and activating the special mission!”
Jiang Chen was surprised.
Does this system still have tasks?
(End of this chapter)