——Another small and big brain damage, the appraisal is completed
— Landlord, before you say this, first touch your gender
—Pfft, the upstairs is incisive
—I thought it was a naive girl, but when I saw it turned out to be a boy, it scared me
—Is this envy that we didn't make you and Cunguangda a CP
…
Tong Jiaze bit his lip unwillingly as he watched others reply to his trumpet's comment.
Tong Jiaze fell in love with Cunguang's voice when Cunguang just passed the entrance examination, and he only likes this one singer until now. I personally think that I am different in Cunguang's meter.
But this is just his self-righteousness. In his eyes, all branches are the same. Whether they are active or inactive, he has never treated them differently.
Tong Jiaze was shy and rarely commented. He was still a mere centimeter when those who came later than him became the leaders of the Cunguang Division. But he knows that he is different. Others like Cunguang's voice, but he still likes him. It's not the love of idols, but the love of one person for another.
Tong Jiaze was also troubled by this. Why would he like someone who had never met him before and knew nothing about him other than hearing his voice on the Internet? The more depressed, the more this emotion fermented, and when I saw Cunguang's photos, it developed into an indelible mark.
Cunguang had a nice voice and was handsome, Tong Jiaze wasn't the only one who fell into it.
Generally, online cover singers will more or less participate in some offline song conferences and activities, but Cunguang has never participated. Such a sense of distance gradually cooled down some hearts, and returned to life. Only Tong Jiaze couldn't extricate himself.
For this reason, Tong Jiaze went to study vocal music and was admitted to the conservatory of music. The moment he received the admission notice, he was delighted and felt that the distance between the two of them was getting closer, but what he waited for was the news that he had faded out of the cover singing circle.
How can this be? He obviously worked so hard!
When he thought that singing was everything the other party had, he realized that singing was just a short-term pastime.
Tong Jiaze didn't believe that Cunguang would really just leave like this without any worries, and kept hanging on the lively YY, waiting for that person to come back.
A week, a month, or even a year, when Tong Jiaze was about to despair, the other party finally appeared again. But he was not happy for long, and at the same time there was a so-called "CP", Gita.
Tong Jiaze went to Baidu to check and found that Fan Ge was just an unknown singer. Because of being involved with Cunguang, Fange's reputation gradually increased. Tong Jiaze couldn't stand someone using an inch of light as a springboard. Sure enough, the eyes of the fans were sharp, and they discovered the "sinister intentions" of the Buddhist Gita.
However, the good times didn't last long. Under the policy ignored by the Buddhist Gita, Fensi's thoughts gradually changed, which was the last thing he wanted to see.
Tong Jiaze has seen the photos of Fange, and it is undeniable that the person in the photos is not bad looking, but the photos are so obvious that the traces of P pictures, who can know whether the other party really looks like this in reality
[Xiaohuan, check who this IP is.]
System, "Okay!"
After a while, the system has a message.
"Found it! It's Tong Jiaze!"
[The trumpet?]
System, "Hmm, it's just that it appeared a little too early."
[It's not too early, the plot didn't say what happened to Tong Jiaze when he was a fan. The time when the other party appeared was during the assessment. No one knows what happened before.]
Wu Yixuan was in the same dormitory as Mo Fan, and he had heard about what happened on the Internet. Several times, when Wu Yixuan wanted to say something, he swallowed it back in the plain eyes of the other party.
Shi Xun and Mo Fan
Wu Yixuan couldn't figure out how the two got mixed up even though he was thinking hard. As for Mi Fensi's mention of Mo Fan's confession, Wu Yixuan just took it as a joke and forgot about it.
"Mo Fan, hasn't Xun played games with you recently?"
Wu Yixuan missed the ranking with the master because he was going home on the weekend. He has always regretted it and hoped to play games together again, but the other party didn't go online for a whole week.
Mo Fan, "Aren't you classmates? Why do you ask me?"
Wu Yixuan, "Aren't you familiar with this?"
Mo Fan,...
Although he often chatted with Shi Xun in private, but it was done in private, how could Wu Yixuan tell that the two of them were relatively familiar
Wu Yixuan, "Look, Shi Xun has been playing games with you for two days, and you are still not familiar?"
Mo Fan, "Based on the game time, I am more familiar with him than you are with him."
Wu Yixuan: ...
Suddenly, I felt that the identity of my high school classmate was fake.
Shi Xunxin was arrogant and arrogant, Wu Yixuan was more afraid of him when the two were classmates, and the two never said a word unless necessary. Wu Yixuan always feels that Shi Xun has a kind of alienation in him, that is, he can still say a few words on the Internet.
I didn't know why I had a brain twitch that day. I invited that person, and the other party would agree. It was really unexpected.
It was his suggestion that Mo Fan would do game live streaming, so even though Mo Fan's skills were ranked at the bottom among all the game streamers, he didn't mind taking him to play a few games. It's not that he's boasting. To some extent, he is responsible for a large part of Mo Fan's promotion.
At the beginning, when Wu Yixuan saw Mo Fan begging Shi Xundai, Wu Yixuan only took it as a joke, but after a while, Wu Yixuan also understood that Mo Fan was serious and succeeded.
Mo Fan is now more popular than him in the live broadcast room. More importantly, it seems that in such a short few days, Mo Fan's skills have made a qualitative leap. Two people lined up in a double row, and it is uncertain who will lead the other.
Wu Yixuan, "Come on, come on, we haven't played together for a long time, how about two?"
Mo Fan, "Okay, wait for me to start a live broadcast."
After signing a contract with the live broadcast platform, the platform has a rigid live broadcast time limit for the anchor, Mo Fan can be said to seize every minute of game time to live broadcast.
Wu Yixuan invited the other party into the room, only to realize that Mo Fan was already a master. Wu Yixuan felt helpless after seeing that he had been hovering at the rank of drill 1.
Wu Yixuan, "I haven't paid attention for a few days, and you are a master!"
"Yeah." Mi Fensi no longer had the original indignation, but Mo Fan still turned off the barrage reminder and concentrated on playing the game.
— Hey, even the barrage is turned off, and the microphone is not turned on
—Is Fanfan angry with us
—It's you, not me, I'm Fanfan's true love, Fanfan, I will always support you!
Mo Fan can't see the barrage, it doesn't matter, they can swipe gifts. Next, Mo Fan's live broadcast room showed a strange state - no one spoke, only gifts were constantly refreshed on the public screen.
A viewer who clicked in at random looked at the live broadcast room where no one spoke but the gifts were frantically swiping, and checked the number of viewers several times in disbelief.
There are millions of viewers, but no one speaks? It's not scientific...
Influenced by such an atmosphere, the viewer didn't quit immediately and watched the live broadcast quietly.
Mo Fan chose a mid laner instead of a support. The purpose of playing support is to go down the road with Shi Xun. In comparison, Mo Fan prefers to play the damage position.
Wu Yixuan is a jungler, and often switches the mini-map back and forth between the upper, middle and lower lanes to observe the data of each lane. Upon seeing it, Wu Yixuan was taken aback. It is now ten minutes into the game, and Mo Fan has made more than 80 cuts, reaching the professional standard.
Mo Fan has made too much progress!
Wu Yixuan looked at Mo Fan's head count, 2-0-0, solo killing the opponent's middle lane twice. When all kinds of friction broke out in the bottom lane, Mo Fan had silently collected two heads, and the equipment was considered luxurious among the heroes of the same period.
Wu Yixuan's jungle level is definitely higher than his current level, and Mo Fan's level has also improved. With the other three teammates not cheating, the victory came very smoothly.
Wu Yixuan, "Sure, Mo Fan, I'll beg you to take me with you from now on."
Mo Fan smiled at Wu Yixuan, showing a bit of satisfaction.
The two lined up a few more rounds, and Wu Yixuan successfully rose from drill 1 to master, and the game ended.
During the game, Mo Fan didn't listen to anything outside the window, and didn't watch anything other than the game. At this moment, after closing the game and returning to the live broadcast room, I was surprised to find that I had received a lot of gifts.
Seeing that Mo Fan finally saw the live broadcast room, the girls in the live broadcast room suddenly became excited.
—Fanfan, look at me, look at me
—Fanfan, don’t be angry
—Fanfan, we will give you a gift, don’t be angry
—Fanfan, please be happy, please turn on the microphone
…
A mistaken audience: This live broadcast room is poisonous
Either no one spoke, or there were so many barrages that they could cover the entire screen densely. Originally, he just discovered that the live broadcast room was very popular, and after clicking in, he found that the anchor's skills were not bad, so he watched it safely. In the end, I still haven't recovered from the game, the whole screen is a blur, and the game is still there after the card is finished, all densely packed with white characters.
Mo Fan ignored those Mifensi, but he was too lazy to deal with them. The plot didn't explain how to treat Mifensi, so Mo Fan did it in his own comfortable way. Seeing these bullet screens now, I felt amused, opened the microphone and replied, "Thank you for the gifts."
- Aww, Fanfan has spoken
—Hold Fanfan, Fanfan has been wronged these days
—Fanfan we were wrong, forgive us
—Fanfan we were wrong, forgive us
…
"not angry."
"Well, I don't blame you."
"You don't need to give me gifts, I'm fine."
— Aww, Fanfan is so warm
—Fanfan my male god, hug
—Aren’t you afraid of jealousy when you hug a male god
- two hug together
This turmoil, Mo Fan didn't do anything, it just calmed down like this.
—Fanfan, long time no see, please turn on the camera
—Need Fanfan’s beauty to soothe the wounded soul
"The camera will not be turned on. I planned to turn off the live broadcast." Mo Fan saw the large barrage asking for it to be turned off, and said again, "Don't turn off the live broadcast, and I don't play games. What do you want to do?"
—Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow
—I really want to have a boyfriend who is so spoiled by Fanfan
—Cute, if you want to hear Fanfan's voice, you can talk and sing.
"Then let's sing a few songs for you. After singing, we're going to have dinner."
— good good
—We’re fine, Fanfan can go eat when he’s hungry
Mo Fan clicked on the accompaniment and sang two songs. Suddenly, a line of bullet screens floated by, and Mo Fan's voice stopped.
- I heard that today's assessment is a big deal! ! ! !
——Why did Fanfan stop? Is it because he saw Inch Light
—Does Fanfan know who will be assessed today
"I don't know that."
—Inexplicably feel that Fanfan’s voice is a little wronged
—Fanfan: You didn’t tell me when you went to the assessment, hmph
"Cunguang didn't mention this to me," Mo Fan paused, looking at the frantically scrolling barrage, "Well, I know."
"He was very busy during this time, so he didn't play together."
"Cunguang is not who I am, he won't tell me everything, isn't it normal that I don't know?"
"Boyfriend? You think too much."
"If it's really the Cunguang assessment, I'll definitely go."
"Okay, I'm going to eat, everyone."
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