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"Time?" Liu Zi Xianima took a point, "Can you always create a time?"

Asked this, even if the two people in Liu Zhiti and Jinshitang, the audience can stay with two people staying up late.

"Of course, there is time limit."

Jin Shitang came to a smile, it seems to turn it in and who said two words, this continues, "a song, an hour! Of course, if you are afraid, you can directly admit."

One hour? Do you think this is a composition of 800 words? Even if there is an 800-word composition, you have to have an outline, the somewhat and the main purpose?

A song, you know the theme, the melody, the lyrics, how to create?

"What afractions?" Liu Zi Xia shrugged, "This word is still left to you! Right, the summer month I can give you a reply, the poem doesn't have to be one hour, just five minutes, do you dare not fight?"

This turn is silent. Now it is not ancient, there is no seven steps into poems. He can make some oil poetry, does not mean that he can do a poem.

"Golden Dog, you have a courage to make black people, is it to fight me?"

"Just, the kind of madness in the Internet before? Now give us a look?"

"I don't think you are called Jinshitang, change your name to the golden tortoise? Shoot turtle, hahaha ..."

The silence of Jinshitang, let the audience between the live broadcasts feel a lot of people, and turn on the barcation mode, the barrage of a strip, will flood all the live broadcasts.

In the face of the vomiting and roar from the audience, Jinshitang is also an angry, and the disgusting born, he said directly: "Isn't it a five-minute poem? What is there, I accept the challenge!"

When I started to make zìyóu media critics, Jinshitang's heart may also have justice, and may also be happy or sad for her own flies.

Now, since Jin Shitang has abandoned just after the first business gave it, Jin Shitang has abandoned justice, everything is interest, what is the odoric, what is the stuffing stick ... and money, what is it?

"Well, since you agree, then don't delay the time for the majority of netizens." Liu Zixia's hand waved, "The first question is a question! Jinshitang, how do you tell me how to ask?"

Momat, since you are not polite to Laozi, what do I also give you face?

"Hey." Jinshitang snorted, "Then please leave a message below the room, come to 8:15, come on a screenshot, and then see what the top the message on the screen is."

Jin Shitang is still a thick road, at least what is the dark box cāo, which is relatively transparent.

In fact, the audience knows where, if it is not the sudden addition of Huang Bingkun, the urine of Jinshintang will definitely come to the idea of ​​disgusting Liu Zixia.

It's just that the situation is not allowed. There is Huang Bingkun, even if it gives him the two courage, he doesn't dare!

"This golden dog is not too bad, this topic is good."

"A few minutes from 8:15, there are still some minutes, don't talk, hurry to leave a message."

"You don't look at how many people are waiting for problems, all stare at 8:15, we have no play."

All the audience watching live are all over the day. They leave a message below the live broadcast, while comparing the time, it seems to miss one million in the next second.

Time passed by a second, seeing eight o'clock fifteenth, the audience between the live broadcasts is quiet, because the bar is not, because all the attention now puts a message box under the room.

The last three minutes, the message in the message box, started to be found crazy.

Let the netizens present and watch live broadcast are, only this last time, almost every minute will refresh millions of messages.

Since the birth platform, it has never been even for any anchor, the most critical is that this is not an anchor, but a star from the entertainment circle.

At 8:15, Liu Zixia, Jinshitang All the cards cut a picture!

"Time is here, the screenshot is not, the screenshot is not?"

"It's here, it's here! Don't brush a message, hurry to put the screenshot, give us a look?"

Brush!

The screenshot of Liu Zixia and Huang Bingkun is almost simultaneously placed on the screen of the live broadcast.

It may be because the screenshot has a delay, the first information of the two is not too similar, but it is still possible to compare it.

"Happy Creek: I have to get married in a few days. I want me to make my summer love as the theme, create a song of men and women sings, because I want to be with my girlfriend, giving all the guests on the wedding! "

"Happy Creek, your theme is selected!" Liu Zixia's face has a smile, saying that the audience between the live broadcasts, "First, let us congratulate a happy creek, happy newly married, a hundred years!"

"Young man, you are so luck, I sent a lottery gift, just to help you celebrate!"

"Congratulations on the small stream, hey, I am a single 20 years, and there is no girlfriend now!"

"Old iron, please don't abuse your dog! If you abuse the dog, I ... I will brush bamboo!"

The audiences in the live broadcast are kind. After seeing pictures on the screen, their first action is to send the barcation or a message, express congratulations to this netizen, some of the local madness, even send a lottery gift.

The distribution gift is different from the gift to the anchor, these gifts are actually candy, usually 100 pieces twice, all the audience watching live broadcast can go to grab.

It is also an active atmosphere, raising a popular popularity.

In the room of Liu Zixia, Lang Wenxing They were in addition to watching Liu Zixia, each person holding mobile phone, tablet or laptop.

After seeing this audience in the screen, everyone relieves a breath.

Because, most of the songs, most of them are mainly written love, if it is the theme of other cold doors, I am afraid that they will knead sweat for Liu Zi Xia.

This is most important than the remaining two unknown topics.

"Well, since the first theme has been determined, can it start?"

Looking at Liu Zixia interacted with the netizens in the live broadcast, Jinshitang was a bit impatient. He didn't know if he was more famous than him, and it was more praise than him.

After all, he is also a person, even if the name is bad, there is self-esteem.

"Dear friends, since the Mr. Jin is already urging, then I will start." Liu Zi Xia touched the small brain tame with the moon, picking up the pen, and starting to create it.

"Lying 66666, I am so mighty, this starts to create songs?"

"I don't have to think about it. Is it true that the song creation is true in your heart?"

"Don't noisy, see what the golden dog is there?"

I saw Liu Zixia's pen. Dry, netizens all fried, haven't seen such a creation song? When is the melody and lyrics?

Is it so the music creator now?

Don't say they, even the screen of the screen, hiding from Han Junqing around Jinshintang, there is a feeling of stunning, this guy is so powerful?

On the screen, Huang Bingkun Huang Lao's face also appeared in curious sè.

In the music and entertainment circles, he has never seen such a young man.

At the time of the Graduation of the Chinese Opera Performance, Huang Bingkun watched Liu Zixia's performance in the second floor, and Huang Bingkun was very valued.

Moreover, in this month, he often saw the news about Liu Zixia, and he also be more and more curious about this young man.

[.00ksw.net] "Looking at the trough, go see, the microblog of the summer month is updated!"

"Who do you have extra equipment, pass the content on the summer months?"

"No, my live broadcast is very bad, I will fall."

After two minutes, the audience in the live broadcast suddenly hit again, and many of the slides flew, carefully, all said that Xiayue Weibo is in the summer.

It turned out that Liu Zixia gave the tablet to Lang Tianxing before driving a straight broadcast.

When I just lost my pen, he first sat, I made a poem. After sneaking it to the moon, let the moon will give the paper to Lang Wenxing, then landed by Lang Wenxing's account, responsible for this whole The poem was released.

At this time, on the screen of the live broadcast, a screenshot suddenly appeared, and it is a microblogging screen showing the summer month. It is Lin directly to the rear.

"Jinshitang, since the first theme has been out, according to the rules, the poem is taken within five minutes, I will first step! This poem" No title ":

It's hard to be difficult to meet each other, and Dongfeng is weak.

The spring silkworms go to the dead silk, and the wax torch is brought into tears.

Xiaoshi, but the clouds are changed, and the night should feel the cold.

There is no way in Pengshan, and the green bird is attentive as a look. "

Seeing this poem, the audience in the live broadcast is full.

"This poem looks very artistic! Don't look at my primary school level, but this sentence 'spring silkworms go to the dead silk, the wax torch into the gray tears," I always feel that I feel the feeling of abuse. "

"Not bad, this poem describes a pair of lover's pain and other thoughts, expressing unparallel, love."

"And you found no, this poem, I also borrowed Penglai Xian Mountain, the myths of the blue bird, express the feelings of love and deep thoughts on the lovers in my heart."

This kind of poem is afraid that the contemporary Wenhao, master, don't you make it? (Endlessly)