............

"What's the use of this iron bar for me?"

"What if I have this change."

"It's still uneasy and melancholy."

"The Golden hoop is at the head, and if you want to say it, don't rest."

...........

"The world is evil and dangerous. It's hard to escape after all."

"This stick makes you ashes."

...........

As Qin Ze's voice changed from high to low, the guitar sound slowly dissipated and the aftersound lingered.

He leaned his guitar against the foot of the table and said with a smile, "does it sound good?"

Qin Baobao pecked his head, like a little fan, "it sounds good!"

Qin Ze glanced at her obliquely. I just want to play hooligans openly, but you still don't understand. That's amazing!

Howl at my sister, "what's the use of this iron bar?" I always feel a little ghost and livestock.

The whole piece of bullet screen flew across the screen, most of which were non nutritious comments: "666", "it was indeed original", "fast shooter deserves its reputation", "shocked and shocked."

Then waves of rockets and planes brush up.

But there are also some comments that are quite distracted:

"This song has a lot of momentum. Its style should be a mixture of pop music and classical opera. It's not very amazing at first, but it feels quite charming. The lyrics are also very interesting."

"You need to listen carefully to taste the charm. It feels more than enough to be the theme song of journey to the west, but the lyrics are a little strange. What's the use of this iron bar for me... It always feels strange, it's my illusion?"

Qin Ze looked at the gifts painted alternately and said in a low voice, "there are quite a lot of local tyrants in this live fight."

Qin Baobao leaned in his ear and whispered, "don't talk nonsense. It's swordfish live broadcast. We're taking money from people and we need to advertise for them. The advertising words are wrong, aren't you embarrassed?"

Qin Ze was stunned: "that may be my mistake, or some black hearted guy charged the advertising fee of douyu."

Fans in the live broadcasting room didn't feel satisfied, so they typed and asked for another song.

"That song just now is not bad, iron bar is the highlight, hey hey."

"Bow to the boss, 666"

"I feel this song needs fire. No, this lyrics needs fire."

Got it so soon?

Qin Ze looked at his sister with a guilty heart. Her sister's face was as usual, sitting next to her brother, and she wished to lean on him. Well, my sister is relatively simple in this regard. After all, there is still a blood, and I didn't understand the stain.

"One more song. This song is still a little different from those you wrote before."

"Although it's a little difficult, it should be no problem if it's a fast shooter."

"Another original song, I'll go all out and brush a thousand rockets."

Qin Baobao was a little sad. He felt that he was about to become the foil of his brother. There were no "baby is so beautiful" or "goddess I love you" in the barrage. But a piece of "666" and "husband, I love you."

Is this really my debut show?

Qin Ze ignored his sister's grudging little eyes. He found it very cool to play live broadcast. He pretended to be a saint in front of millions of people. This is different from his singing on the "singer" stage and his becoming a saint in front of the Golden Melody Awards. The brightly lit stage will produce a certain amount of psychological pressure, staring at you in clusters. The live broadcast is not so serious and tense. The atmosphere is very cheerful and interactive.

They will play 666 and worship the boss as a salted fish.

I will call my husband I love you, just like a mouse loves rice.

He was a child who lacked love since childhood, and was eager to become a clever child praised by relatives and friends like his sister. Want to pretend to be forced, but not confident. Standing on the podium will make your legs weak.

It's not like my sister. My sister doesn't have to pretend to be forced. My sister's life is a big bull!

When she was a child, everyone praised her for being beautiful. After school, everyone praised her for being smart. After being admitted to Fudan University, everyone praised her for being beautiful and smart. Now he has become a big star, even worse, a double force.

"It's OK to sing. Qin Baobao has sung a lot, and I've also sung it. I'm afraid you'll be tired of listening to it again." Qin Ze said.

Another original song, my title of fast shooter will never be taken off.

And I was ready to sing this song in advance, so I registered the song copyright. What if I didn't have time to register after singing, and I was preempted.

Fans are extremely disappointed.

"In addition to singing and chatting, I feel there is nothing to say. I can't cross talk and tell jokes. It's estimated that you don't like watching games." Qin Ze said, "but I have some experience in stock trading. The stock market is in full swing. I believe everyone in the live studio has stock trading. Let me talk about my views and predictions on the stock market."

The air is suddenly quiet!

For a long time, a barrage of bullets floated cautiously: "did I hear it right? Do you want to push stocks?"

The second curtain of bullets fluttered tremblingly: "can you repeat it, boss? I suspect there is something wrong with my ear."

The third bullet screen: "if the boss wants to keep his word, the deceptive JJ is only five centimeters."

The little boy selling newspapers said, "paralysis, how do you know my secret?"

Then the message area was fried, and a dense barrage of bullets floated in an instant.

"Young life, Qin Ze is going to push shares. Come and watch."

"Wait, boss. I'll find a pen and write it down in a small notebook."

"Equally, I'll call my father. He lost tens of thousands in stock trading a while ago. These days, he is born loveless and indifferent. I want to give him hope to find his life again."

"After watching this live broadcast, I want to set a small goal for myself: earn 100 million first."

"Lying in the trough, I didn't expect this kind of welfare. I don't even watch Qin Baobao's striptease. I only watch Qin Ze."

............

The hard-working male and female anchors found a very strange phenomenon. In just a few minutes, the number of live broadcast rooms fell sharply, from hundreds of thousands to hundreds of thousands, and then to tens of thousands. If the magnification is removed, there are at most thousands of people.

What's going on?

Where has everyone gone.

It's only early ten o'clock now. Did you go to bed so early and stop cultivating immortals?

But soon they understood, because the message area was noisy: "Qin Ze wants to push stocks, hurry to see it, and get rich tomorrow."

At the same time, in the anchor group, Qin Ze's fan sister Xiaoyou sent a message a few minutes ago:

"Qin Ze pushed stocks in the live broadcast room. Do you have anyone to speculate in stocks? Go quickly."

The male and female anchors in the group were excited.

"Go, go, go, go. The performance has begun over there. Don't miss it."

"I'm playing a game live. Let's talk about it after this game."

"Silly fork, how many gifts can you get for playing the game? Besides, there aren't many people in everyone's room. They all go to Qin Ze to get the essence."

"Ah, it's learning from experience. You typed the wrong word."

"Oh, oh, anyway, hurry over and see. He's a god of stocks. Listen to him teach us how to speculate in stocks. Maybe you'll make a fortune tomorrow."

"... it makes sense, then I won't broadcast it live."

Qin Ze's live broadcast of the stock in swordfish quickly spread on the Internet, microblogging, forums, post bar... In the Internet age, information spread too fast.

The number of live broadcast rooms soared.

Two million.

Three million.

Five million.

Six million.

..........

At this time, the live broadcast room.

"Well, before we start, let's brush a wave of gifts." Qin zedao.

Immediately, fans brush rockets, planes, big gifts and small gifts, and a hundred flowers bloom.

"Forget it. I'll sing you some songs." Qin Ze laughed.

Message area:

"Brother, I won't take you to play like this."

"My pants are off, you say you want to sing?"

"Don't make trouble. Believe it or not, I'll kill you with a 40 meter knife."

"A mouthful of old blood..."

"It must be that our gifts are not painted in place, brothers, continue to paint."

Another wave of gifts is coming.

Qin Ze saw it almost. He was not fooling them. He coughed, "OK, I'll just say it casually. Don't thank me if you earn money, and don't scold me if you lose money."

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