.....
"What use do I have for this iron rod?"
"So what if I have this change?"
"I'm still uneasy, I'm still dispirited."
"Golden hoop above my head, I can't say what I want to say."
.....
"The world is evil and dangerous, it's hard to escape."
"This rod will turn you into ashes."
.....
As Qin Ze's voice turned from high pitch to low pitch, the sound of the guitar slowly dissipated, but the sound lingered in the room.
He leaned the guitar against the table leg and smiled. "Is it nice?"
Qin Bao Bao pecked his head like a fangirl. "It's nice!"
Qin Ze glanced at her. 'I want to be a hooligan in broad daylight, but you don't understand.' 'So cool!'
Howling at his sister, "What use do I have for this iron rod?" felt a little creepy and a little beastly.
Bullet comments flew across the screen, most of them were meaningless comments. "666", "It's really original", "Fast Shooter deserves his reputation", "I'm shocked, I'm shocked."
Then, waves of rockets and airplanes appeared.
But there were also more thoughtful comments.
"This song has a lot of momentum. The style should be a mix of pop music and classical opera. It's not that amazing at first, but it's quite charming. The lyrics are also quite interesting. "
"You have to listen carefully to understand the charm. It feels like it's more than enough to be the theme song of Journey to the West. But the lyrics are a little weird. What use do I have for this iron rod … It feels weird, is it my imagination?"
Qin Ze looked at the continuous stream of gifts and whispered, "There are quite a lot of rich people in this Douyu streaming."
Qin Bao Bao whispered in his ear, "Don't talk nonsense, this is Swordfish Streaming. We took their money to advertise for them. Don't you feel embarrassed if you said the wrong advertising message? "
Qin Ze was stunned. "Maybe I remembered wrongly, or maybe some black-hearted guy took Douyu's advertising fee."
The fans in the streaming room were not satisfied, so they typed and asked for another song.
"The song just now was not bad, the iron rod was the highlight, hehehe."
"Bow down to the big boss, 666."
"I feel like this song is going to be popular, no, this line is going to be popular."
He got it so quickly?
Qin Ze looked at his sister with a guilty conscience. His sister's expression was normal. She sat next to her brother and wished she could lean on him. En, his sister was still rather naive in this aspect. After all, the first blood was still there, and she didn't understand the stain.
"Give me another song. This song is still a little different from the ones you've written before."
"Although it's a bit difficult, it shouldn't be a problem if it's a fast shooter."
"Give me another original. I'll go all out and send a thousand rockets."
Qin Bao Bao felt a little sad. She felt that she was about to become her brother's foil. There were no more "Bao Bao is so beautiful" or "Goddess, I love you" in the bullet screen. Instead, it was a sea of "666" and "I love you, hubby."
Is this really my first show?
Qin Ze didn't pay attention to his sister's resentful eyes. He realized that doing live broadcasts was quite fun. He could show off in front of millions of people. This was different from singing on the stage of "Pop Star" and the Golden Melody Awards. The brilliantly lit stage would create a certain amount of psychological pressure, and there would be groups of eyes staring at you. Live broadcasts were not so serious and tense. The atmosphere was very cheerful and interactive.
They would hit 666 and worship the big boss like salted fish.
They would call him "Hubby, hubby, I love you" like a mouse loves rice.
He was a child who lacked love since he was young. He longed to be a clever child like his sister who was praised by relatives and friends. He wanted to show off, but he didn't have the confidence. His legs would go weak when he stood on the podium.
Unlike his sister, she didn't need to show off. Her life was awesome in capital letters!
When she was young, everyone praised her for being beautiful. When she went to school, everyone praised her for being smart. When she was admitted to Fudan, everyone praised her for being beautiful and smart. Now that she was a big star, it was even more amazing. It was a double act.
"Forget about singing. Qin Bao Bao has sung quite a lot, and I've also sung. I'm afraid everyone will get tired of listening to it," Qin Ze said.
If I sing another original song, I'll never be able to take off the title of a fast shooter.
Moreover, I prepared to sing this song in advance, so I registered the copyright. What if I can't register it in time after singing it and someone else beats me to it?
The fans were extremely disappointed.
"Other than singing and chatting, I feel that there's nothing much to say. I don't know crosstalk, I don't know how to tell jokes, and I don't think you'll like to watch me play games." Qin Ze changed the topic. "However, I have some experience in the stock market. The stock market is in full swing. I believe that everyone in the live broadcast room has some experience in the stock market. I'll talk about some of my views and predictions on the stock market. "
The air suddenly became quiet!
After a long time, a bullet screen carefully floated over. "Did I hear wrongly? You want to push the stock market?"
A second bullet screen trembled as it floated over. "Big boss, can you repeat that? I suspect that there's something wrong with my ears. "
A third bullet screen: "Big boss, you have to keep your word. A liar's dick is only five centimeters long."
Little Boy Selling Newspaper: "F * ck, how did you know my secret?"
Then, the comments section exploded. In an instant, dense bullet screens floated over.
"Oh my god, Qin Ze is going to push the stock market. Everyone, come and watch."
"Big boss, wait a moment. I'll find a pen and write it down in a small notebook."
"Likewise, I'll go and call my dad. He lost tens of thousands in the stock market a while ago. These days, he's been acting like he has nothing to live for. I want to give him hope in life again."
"After watching this live broadcast, I'll set a small goal for myself: to earn 100 million first."
"F * ck, I didn't expect there to be such a benefit. I won't even watch Qin Bao Bao's striptease. I'll only watch Qin Ze."
.....
The male and female streamers who worked hard to earn money discovered a very strange phenomenon. In just a few minutes, the number of people in the live broadcast room dropped sharply, from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and then to tens of thousands. Excluding the multiplier, there were at most a few thousand people.
What was going on?
Where did everyone go?
It was only a little over ten o 'clock. Why did they go to bed so early? Did they not cultivate immortality?
But soon they understood, because the comments section was noisy. "Qin Ze is going to push the stock market. Hurry up and watch. You'll be rich tomorrow."
At the same time, in the streamer group, Qin Ze's fangirl Xiaoyou sent a message a few minutes ago.
"Qin Ze is going to push the stock market in the live broadcast room. Does anyone trade stocks? Hurry up. "
The male and female streamers in the group were excited.
"Hurry up, the performance has already started. Don't miss it."
"I'm playing games on the live broadcast. Let's talk about it after this round."
"Idiot, how many gifts can you get by playing games? Besides, there aren't many people in the room. They've all gone to Qin Ze to extract essence."
"Hey, it's to extract essence. You typed wrong."
"Oh, anyway, hurry up and watch. He's the god of stocks. Listen to him teach us how to trade stocks. Maybe you'll make a fortune tomorrow."
"… Makes sense. Then I'll stop streaming."
The news of Qin Ze's Swordfish Live Broadcast quickly spread on the Internet. Weibo, forums, Tieba … In the age of the Internet, news spread too fast.
The number of viewers in the live broadcast room skyrocketed.
Two million.
Three million.
Five million.
Six million.
.....
At the same time, in the live broadcast room.
"How about this? Before we start, let's send a wave of gifts," Qin Ze said.
Immediately, there were fans who sent rockets, planes, big and small gifts. A hundred flowers bloomed.
"Why don't we forget about it? I'll sing a few songs for everyone," Qin Ze said with a smile.
In the comments section.
"Bro, you can't do this."
"I've already taken off my pants and you're saying you're going to sing?"
"Don't mess around. Do you believe that I'll kill you with a forty-meter sword?"
"I'm going to vomit blood …"
"It must be because we didn't send enough gifts. Brothers, keep it up."
Another wave of gifts came in.
Seeing that it was about time, Qin Ze stopped fooling around. He coughed and said, "Alright, I'm just saying. Don't thank me if you make a profit. Don't scold me if you lose."
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