PUBG Nightmare Player System

Chapter 349: Classic Goodbye

La Fenglong: "Friends of water, at this time, I am really...Forget it, I only serve Ye Shen, I have benefited a lot, brothers, do you think I want to give Ye Shen a gift? I did it, dare you trust me once, do it for a gift..."

The barrage rolled their eyes: Has this learned? You started cheating gifts so soon?

BB asked: "Don't bother Ye Shen, I'm going to play games, life is not easy."

Ye Lang smiled, "Welcome to have fun."

This sentence is like a local rich man looking at a group of farmers, "Welcome to pay me if there is nothing wrong."

More than a dozen anchors gave away their gifts in an instant and went away.

Staying here for one minute at Yelang means that maybe one airplane or one rocket will be gone.

After Ye Lang wrote about everyone at this time, he slowly raised his head and glanced at the clock next to him.

"Heh... it's already half past eleven! My goodness! How about that? If you want to listen to it tomorrow, go see the album. There is a song in the album."

After Ye Lang finished speaking, he looked at the barrage.

"??? No, Ye Shen, are you messing up? This hooks up people's desires, and then walks away unhurriedly? Excessive!"

"Ye Lang, you... forget it, tomorrow will do."

"No, I ordered a bunch of takeaways and waited to listen to the song, you come here?"

Suddenly, wailing came, and all kinds of howls were in the barrage.

Ye Lang leaned back, "You don't know. Although the anchor is free to compete, but to be honest, I live broadcast for three hours a day. No more. No matter how much, how do you let others eat?"

La Fenglong was just about to click the cross of his browser. When he left Ye Lang's live broadcast room, he heard these words, and his legs shook in an instant.

"As expected of Ye Lang, it is indeed our friend, conscience, conscience, you must not go back."

La Fenglong said silently in his heart.

Ye Lang continued: "As for you, please be considerate of me and fellow colleagues. At least, there are not many people in this world who can bring happiness to everyone, so please cherish it."

After Ye Lang finished speaking, he began to clean up the equipment in the recording studio.

Zhao Lei and Wang Feng had just picked up their wine glasses and lit a cigarette when they suddenly heard that Ye Lang was about to broadcast. In an instant, the two of them were not well.

"Liu Huan, take a look, take a look, this Ye Lang, it's too much, my greedy worms have been caught out, he is ready, and ready to go."

Liu was also very calm: "Hey, he can't go. The anchor, it's always based on the audience, right? I've seen many chicken-eating anchors who set a ten-chicken download for himself, although Ye Lang is impossible. That kind, but he definitely respects..."

Before the word "respect" was said, Ye Lang said to the phone screen: "Friends of water, Goodbye!"

Liu was still confused.

Zhao Lei was stunned.

Wang Feng was also dumbfounded.

Liu also smoked twice, "Brothers, when I didn't say, let's continue talking..."

Wu Dameng gasped. After all, he was a big man. How could he be so anxious. He said directly to Han Lei and Qin Hong beside him: "Let’s go, we should also go back. My wife has sent me a message, this kid. It is estimated that the album will be released tomorrow, Han Lei, you can push it to me when I am old, and I won’t be able to play on my mobile phone."

Han Lei had a black line on his face. This Ye Lang is simply doing what he wants. The other anchors are eager to earn more gifts today, but now it is better to just say Goodbye, the kind of wailing in the studio.

"It’s okay, Mr. Wu, all of Ye Lang’s music is free and can be heard on the three major platforms. I think he is correct. In our era, many musicians are afraid that they cannot make money. They want to make money, but they seem to forget that the ears of the people are the only criterion for evaluation, and there is no one."

When Wu Dameng heard Han Lei's words, he was especially interested in Ye Lang's free music.

"Oh? Isn't Ye Lang short of money?"

"Hey, Mr. Wu, people are richer than us. Ye Lang is still a writer. What is the name of that book, "Zhetian", yes, that's it. The opening is Nine Dragons Coffin, when I read it, I feel the whole person is getting excited. This book is also free, but I think the readers are really rewarding it, not to mention there are more than 10 million."

Hiss... more than ten million...

Qin Hong felt a little dangling in front of her eyes and a little black in her eyes.

Is this era really not suitable for the older generation?

"He just set up a studio, and today he is not less scolded. I have a student who is a fan of Ye Lang. Ye Lang must listen to every song. I criticized him if he was not serious in class today, but he said In a word, Ye Lang is engaged in making music seriously. I study so hard, will there be a way out?"

Han Lei sighed.

Wu Dameng yawned again, "Okay, listen to the last song tomorrow."

...

The big guys have to go home to sleep, but the audience in Ye Lang's live broadcast room is not so happy.

Even if the screen has been black for more than ten minutes, there are still 10 million people in Ye Lang's live broadcast room.

You know, other anchors, at the peak of the popularity, are only a few million, and very few can exceed 10 million. Ye Lang has already downloaded the broadcast at this time, the number of bullet screens in the live broadcast room, and the screen The speed may be more than the barrage of other anchors throughout the day.

"No, Ye Lang, the classic Goodbye, is really too much!"

"Hey, it's not that we don't know Ye Lang, haha, but I really like such an anchor, hard power, alright."

"Yes, now the threshold for anchors is the same as in the entertainment industry. It is getting lower and lower. Everyone dares to broadcast live. Hey, Ye Lang is a genius we need."

...

Zhang Qin finally took the car home, driven by assistant Xiao Li.

At this time, Ye Lang was down, but the popularity remained high. Zhang Qin was extremely shocked, especially the last words Ye Lang said, which also caused her to think deeply.

If a leading anchor hits all the popularity, will the audience's taste be guided in the future?

Especially the game anchor, Ye Lang, is an all-rounder, can be funny, can entertain, can show powerful technology, can also have fun in suffering, and bring all kinds of positive energy to the audience.

This kind of anchor can't be released in a few years.

In the current live broadcast industry, the cards are shuffled quickly. Many vulgar anchors and swear words all day long may soon disappear. Only those that are really interesting and can impress the audience with connotation, instead of attracting audiences with novelty and vulgarity. Can survive.

Ye Lang, Ye Lang, you really surprised me.

Zhang Qin said inwardly.

Suddenly, she sighed, "Perhaps, the temple of Foxya is still too small."

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