PUBG Nightmare Player System

In a courtyard in the imperial capital, an old man slowly shook his fan. When the weather was hot, the older generation would not turn on the air conditioner. Instead, they would sit in the courtyard, under the banana tree, listening to small songs and listening. Screaming with the crickets, feel the coolness of the night breeze.

His little grandson was lying on the rocking chair beside him, and the phone made a loud voice.

There was a burst of familiar but unfamiliar tunes from the phone.

The old man's squinted eyes opened instantly.

"What a "Discovering the Clear Water River"...this story is unexpectedly known to young people now? This song has been lost, right?"

The old man stood up and moved to the grandson who was immersed in the live broadcast.

In the mobile phone, the accent of the Jingyun drum and the modern popular singing method are very comfortable.

The old man shook the hand of the fan and stopped, a trace of muddy old tears slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Huh? Grandpa, when did you stand behind me."

The old man slowly said: "Call your dad, I want to learn how to use a smartphone."

"I teach you."

"While going, you little Maotou, before you teach me, he blows his beard and stares at him. Quickly, tell your dad to come to me!"

...

At the end of the song, in the live broadcast room, all walks of life are no longer calm.

This time, Ye Lang's fans didn't dare to say anything because they saw some extremely professional barrage appear.

The owners of these barrages are all new trumpets, but what these trumpets say is professional.

"The anchor sings well. I remember this folk song has been lost. Where did you find it?"

Ye Lang saw this barrage, "This friend asked very well. I like to read some stories and learn about the past of our nation. There is an old saying that using copper as a mirror can be straightforward. Clothing; using ancient times as a mirror to know the rise and fall; using people as a mirror to know the gains and losses. I often read these so-called folk tales, and I also saw this isolated book in the library, and then I changed it myself and composed the music. Just laughed."

At this time another barrage appeared.

"The anchor's knowledge of national culture makes me admire very much. Can you leave a contact information?"

Ye Lang smiled, "My friend, are you making music? Yelang Studio welcomes friends from all over the world to play. Contact information is available online."

"This little tune is about folk tales from the Kyoto area in ancient times. I have this paragraph in my impression. When I was a child, I heard the old mention of the book, but then it disappeared. Boy, you are very good."

Ye Lang saw that there was an elderly person here, and he was a young man when he spoke. It seemed that he was at least 40 or 50 years old.

"You praised it. I will release this song "Explore the Clear Water" tomorrow morning. You can listen to it for free, and all my songs are free."

After Ye Lang finished speaking, he continued to drink tea to sooth his throat.

"Everyone actually feels that our national culture is full of treasures. In the future, my viewers, if you have nothing to do, read more books and study more. I will test you, and I can watch the live broadcast when I answer the questions, otherwise hehehe... "

Having said that, Ye Lang smiled evilly, "Otherwise, you can only watch other people's videos, tusk, only the first time is the best..."

"Fuck, can you stop driving, Ye Shen, who was immersed in ancient rhyme just now, and suddenly drove on."

"Have you forgotten what happened yesterday? I finally came back to watch your live broadcast last night and found that the live broadcast room was gone."

"Barrage cover, barrage cover, this can't be seen by Superman."

...

Modu CBD, in the office building of Huya.

Zhang Qin looked at the dynamics in Ye Lang's live broadcast, and the whole person was not good.

"Ye Lang, the live broadcast contract with Huya hasn't ended yet, so he started over again, hey."

Zhang Qin finally understood that at the beginning, he underestimated Ye Lang. If at that time, could have a pair of insights, discover these shining points of Ye Lang, and cooperate with him first, then the future development will be better than now.

It's a pity that Ye Lang is not destined to be a bird in a cage, he is destined to be a flying eagle.

At this time, the popularity of Ye Lang's live broadcast room was soaring, and various gifts appeared in an endless stream. In order to supervise Ye Lang, several super-mans also entered Ye Lang's live broadcast room in stealth.

Zhang Qin also stared at Ye Lang's every move.

"Xiao Li, you go to investigate Ye Lang's traffic and popularity statistics today, including public opinion channels such as Weibo, all of which are combined, and give me a report."

Zhang Qin's assistant asked in confusion: "Mr. Zhang, what do you want this for?"

"Haha, Xiao Li, have you noticed that, wherever Ye Lang appears, all the heat is not what he deliberately wanted to fight for. The heat and focus will naturally come to him, but today is different, Ye Lang said I said something and did something."

Zhang Qin's analysis is extremely unique. She faintly feels that Ye Lang's cooking is extremely abnormal. Since it is abnormal, there must be some truth in it. What is hidden behind this may be an entertainment genius conception.

"A person who can open a studio, a person who dares to challenge the entertainment industry, do you think he is just an anchor?"

When Xiao Li heard Zhang Qin's words, he patted his forehead, "As expected of Mr. Zhang, I can't think of that, I'm going to do it now."

He wears thousands of things, doesn't wear flattery, Zhang Qin's assistant is not a fool, and he is familiar with things like leading flattery. Anyway, if you are a leader, you can't understand it.

...

"Explore Qingshuihe? What is it?"

Pickled pepper is angry.

A host dare to challenge himself? This is unbearable. I immediately sent a diss, but the other party did not respond on Weibo?

Just when Pickled Pepper shook his head and looked disdainful, he saw a video.

In the video, Ye Lang talked about rap.

"Who is this pickled pepper...rap? They don't even know what rap is!"

In all the words, Paojiao only remembered these few sentences.

His eyes became red, and he burst into flames after drinking two bottles of wine.

"Damn, Ye Lang, wait for me!"

While speaking, he picked up the phone and sat down with a tyrannical face.

"Hehe, I heard an anchor question our rap world? So, what do you have? Nunchaku? Just this? Welcome to learn at any time, I don’t charge you tuition, but this historian will always have some people Outside of your imagination, please be respectful! What you sing are all things, from beginning to end, I only know hum haha, I have a mouth and the whole earth is swaying in my rhythm, and your eardrum is in your body I won't listen to your command..."

At the same time, in the underground rap world, a few people spoke together.

"I don't know the height of the sky and the earth, you should open your eyes and look at the world, please, my Ferrari and Lamborghini are no longer acceptable."

"The frog at the bottom of the well, why say more."

...

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