PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 400 New Song Released
Exited the game, but Zhang Fan did not close the live broadcast room.

"Guys, how are you doing today?"

"Ah? No, I've been broadcasting for almost an hour. I'm already very tired. Do you still think it's too short?"

Zhang Fan wasn't particularly tired yet, watching the barrage in the live broadcast room, he started chatting with fans.

After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the fans were all very angry.

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: Listen, come and listen, is this what people say?
Awei will not die: That's right, it's been a lot of hard work, a model worker, and the best anchor in Huaguo.

Zeng Jiang: The good time is always short, I will miss your Fan brother.

Brother Fan is awesome: Brother Fan, if I wasn’t your die-hard fan, I would call my sisters to spray you to death.

Coke without ice: Is this a human language?ah?Is this a human language?
The old viewers were all speechless. If they hadn't had a good relationship with Zhang Fan, they would probably have started complaining directly.

"Oh, I'm busy all day."

"I came here to broadcast live to you in spite of my busy schedule. I think I worked very hard."

Zhang Fan was still satisfied with the barrage, and wanted to laugh.

I'm really not a professional anchor.

If other anchors dared to live broadcast like Zhang Fan, they would probably be cold.

Zeng Jiang: Brother Fan, sing us a song!In this way, even if you don't start the broadcast, we sisters can listen to your voice more!
Brother Fan is awesome: Second concubine!

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: Although I am a straight man, Brother Fan's song is really nice.

Awei will not die: Brother Fan, your blue and white porcelain has become popular on Douyin, but it was not recorded clearly in the live broadcast room, or you can republish it on NetEase Cloud!

Zhang Fan's Blue and White Porcelain really touched many people.

I have to say that Zhang Fan's singing is really nice. After all, these songs were very popular in his previous life, and they are already very successful songs.

Coupled with Zhang Fan's unique voice, if his singing skills are better, he will be really invincible.

Zhang Fan was really happy watching the fans praising him in the barrage.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, I'll sing you another song."

"Everyone, wait for me for a while, I will prepare a little bit."

As Zhang Fan said, he plugged in the hard drive and selected songs in it.

The main thing is to find a song that is relatively flat and suitable for me to sing.

After all, not all songs can be mastered by oneself.

Soon Zhang Fan found a good one and clicked on the audio file.

"Ahem, sing a song for everyone, the brightest star in the night sky."

"The copyright of the lyrics and composition of this song belongs to me, and I hope it will not be used for commercial purposes."

"I hope everyone can put on headphones and calm down to listen to the lyrics."

Zhang Fan cleared his throat and disconnected the accompaniment file.

Soon, melodious guitar sounds began to be heard in the live broadcast room.

Zhang Fan's deep voice seemed to have withstood the baptism of time.But still gentle and wanton.

"The brightest star in the night sky, can you hear clearly, the loneliness and sigh in the heart of the person looking up..."

In an instant, the barrage like raindrops in the live broadcast room suddenly disappeared.

It wasn't that there was something wrong with the studio, but that everyone was listening to the song quietly and attentively.

For a time, many people felt confused about the afterlife.Listening to the gentle but powerful lyrics, I inadvertently wet my eyes.

At this time, among the companies in the southern city of Hangzhou, this is a large real estate company.

In the [-]-square-meter luxury office on the top floor, a somewhat bloated middle-aged man was sitting on the boss chair, and Zhang Fan's live broadcast was playing on the computer.

He is a Jiangnan real estate tycoon, his screen name is not random, he is really a real estate tycoon.

Hearing the sound from the stereo, the fat man couldn't keep his mouth shut.

I don't know why, but my nose is a little sore.

Although he has a successful career, he shouldn't have any worries.

But listening to Zhang Fan's song, he seemed to see himself who was confused many years ago.

In the college student apartment in Donghai, a single dormitory, Zeng Jiang’s sister Yazi sat on the bed, listening to Zhang Fan’s voice on the tablet with headphones.

I also felt that gentle voice, as if it was soothing all the pain.

Life is not easy, do it and cherish it.

No one is easy. Some people are glamorous on the surface, but they are actually downcast behind the scenes.

Zhang Fan's song struck a chord.

This is a song that can directly hit the depths of the soul. The lyrics are really invincible, and with Zhang Fan's perfect voice, everyone's tired hearts have been greatly relaxed.

"Please light my way forward..."

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, and slowly closed his mouth as the music ended.

The live broadcast room, which was originally blank, was baptized by a storm of barrage in the next second.

The screen is full of nice and dense sounds, which made some people's mobile phone card owners for a while.

Fahai Dawei Tianlong: It sounds really good, Brother Fan, you are an eternal god!

Jiangnan real estate tycoon: Say something embarrassing and make me cry.It seems to see the confused self when I was young.

Brother Fan is awesome: Brother Fan!Be sure to upload it to the music website!

Ah Wei will not die: Even if it takes money, I am willing to listen!It's really amazing, I can't describe it in words.

Zeng Jiang: Brother is always the best.

The song, as expected, elicited yet another violent reaction.

Like a tidal wave of praise one after another, like a tsunami, it keeps flying across the screen.

"Okay, I will publish it on some platforms tomorrow, and I will use the best and most professional recording equipment, thank you for listening."

"I hope everyone who has been busy all day can have a good dream tonight."

Zhang Fan spoke to the fans in the barrage with a magnetic voice.

"Brother Fan, good night."

These four words began to refresh the screen continuously.

Zhang Fan nodded with a smile and closed the live broadcast room.

Sitting on the chair, he sighed slightly, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

I feel that these songs from previous lives were also created by those singers with their hearts.

In this world, the fruits of their labor become their own. Is this really fair?
Zhang Fan knew that he was a bit stupid, but he felt that he was already rich, and he didn't need to use these methods to collect wealth anymore.

Maybe you need to use this wealth to do something more meaningful.

Zhang Fan quickly made up his mind, and suddenly had a good idea.

He interrupted to donate the income from some songs for free.

For example, children in impoverished mountainous areas, such as some vulnerable groups.

You can do more intentional things.

Zhang Fan smiled wryly, feeling that his mentality had changed.

In just a few months, I have grown from a poor boy with nothing.

He has become a business tycoon now worth close to one trillion yuan.

For example, some understanding of things, many of them were in his eyes, and then changed.

(End of this chapter)