Chapter 22 Live broadcast first hand

After leaving the underground parking lot, the sun was shining brightly outside. Liao Xiaomi looked around and found that no one was there, so he slowly squatted against the wall, grinning and sucking in the cold air.

He raised his head and his eyes were filled with water. Of course, this was not because he wanted to cry, but a real physiological reaction.

The already bad wound on his hand was broken again, his foot was kicked by Guan Tiantian, and there were fingerprints on his body.

If he hadn't struck first, he probably wouldn't have been able to defeat this woman.

It hurt so much, as if I had been licked dozens of times by a tongue full of barbs.

But now that I think about it, it's still very exciting. He, Liao Xiaomi, likes to fight monsters.

As for why he didn't kill the monster, of course it was because he was determined. When he came to his senses, he realized that Tiantian was still there, so he stopped.

I blew my nose, and what came out was a bunch of nosebleeds. I wiped it with my arm, and immediately left a gradually lighter red streak.

After finishing the black skirt he just bought, he turned around and saw that it was torn in many places. Unfortunately, although he didn't like skirts, he still had aesthetics and looked good in them.

But change it and throw it away tomorrow. He has never seen anyone mending a skirt.

As for whether it was a gift from his girlfriend? His emotional intelligence did not allow him to think of this.

The battle-damaged beauty was quite eye-catching along the way. He took a taxi and turned a deaf ear to the driver's words. When he got home, it was already dark and it was time to eat.

The parents prepared a table of meals and greeted each other as usual, but Liao Xiaomi immediately saw the package on the table.

Father Liao said: "What appears at the door of my house should be your express delivery."

He turned to look at his son carefully, and suddenly saw the red queen on the white hand, and immediately stood up, "What's wrong?"

He was frightened and even lost his temper.

So Liao Xiaomi said: "I fell."

Father Liao believed it and said with red eyes, "How stupid that such a big man fell like this."

Liao Xiaomi grinned and wanted to pick up a piece of meat with chopsticks, but found that her hands were shaking badly. Liao's mother quickly poured half a plate for him and then said: "I just met Mu Yao downstairs, Mu Yao, do you still remember? She has played with you, and let me tell you, she is having a hard time now, working during the day and at night, and she has a blind sister."

She kept chattering and kept picking up food for him, "Xiaomi, don't pity them because of their previous friendship. Don't get too close to them, lest they have any inappropriate thoughts. The only ones who will get hurt will be they."

Liao Xiaomi agreed. He was full, "That makes sense. Is there anything else? I'm going back to the room."

"Come back! It's not bandaged yet!"

After another careful inspection, the two half-century old men both had red eyes. Liao Xiaomi looked at them with a smile and found that both of them were very pleasing to the eye and said, "It doesn't hurt."

He stood up and took away the package. Father Liao shouted from behind: "Next time if there is a problem, you won't be allowed to go out!"

"Good drop."

As soon as the door was closed, Liao Xiaomi lay on the bed and opened the package. It turned out to be a very ceremonial document bag. After opening it, his name was written neatly.

He was used to the system and didn't care much. He took out the keys and key cards that came with them, looked at them, and then threw them into the drawer.

I took out my phone, opened Pizhan, looked at the data, and found that I was a little angry. When I opened the video, it was densely packed with bullet screens.

The upper right corner also shows "More than 1000 viewers watching together."

The most popular one is "Congratulations on finding the treasure."

Not bad. There are still many ladies on this site. They like to look at beautiful men. He looked at the system and saw [Fan Value: 270. 】

Depend on! (throwing a cup)
He had no expectations for this thing, so he found a pen and paper, drew some twisted lines, and stretched the wound open, which was quite sore.

It took more than half an hour to write the music for "New Treasure Island".

Although he doesn't understand music theory, he can still copy. The system is very thorough. He is just a porter.

After the painting was completed, he sat on the bed, looked at the sheet of music and thought about how to turn it into music. His hands slowly turned the bandage into red.

He simply tore it off, wiped the liquid that came out, and ignored it.

Without thoughts for a while, he turned his attention to his phone, opened the private message and read it slowly.

There are some disgusting ones, some confessional ones, some threatening ones, everything is strange and quite interesting.

As he was flipping through the pages, he suddenly clicked on someone's message: "When will up have a live broadcast?"

live streaming?Only then did Liao Xiaomi remember the existence of this thing.

In fact, he is very familiar with it. Whether it was a holographic projection or a declaration of war, he broadcast the entire process live, making the whole world uneasy and frightened. He is a well-known figure.

Naturally, I won’t have stage fright.

He just did it, he didn't think about what to broadcast at all, set up his phone, and thought about the name of the live broadcast room.

It’s called: “show your skills online”.

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Night, unbearably lonely.

It was Zhou Bin, the manager of a certain company, the older leftover girl. She came home and lay on the bed to open the software.

What catches the eye is "The up owner you follow is live broadcasting."

When she looked at the avatar, she saw that it was a very perfunctory animated character, and the name was familiar to her. Xiaomi had recently posted two more videos. She couldn't say that she liked them very much, she could only say that she liked them very much.

The first two are okay, they are both at home, and the beauty filters and everything can be turned on at the top level.

But in the third one, it turned out to be a stage video taken in the audience, and the up actor was singing on the stage!
Ya'er, why do these long legs, this skin, and this inferior speaker sound so beautiful?
Why did she believe in love again?

The first two videos included a singing method from the underworld and a breakup love song, both of which made her have no idea about men at all.

Immerse yourself wholeheartedly in the Two-dimensional world.

But after watching that video, she couldn't let go for a long time. She didn't expect that such a beautiful boy really existed in the world, and that he could be saved in the third dimension!
With such thinking and excitement, she watched another episode at that time, and it was almost cremated the next day.

Now he actually started a live broadcast. It should be a tense period whether it is the third year of high school or the second year of high school - hey, isn't this a topic for chatting?
She clicked in excitedly, and what caught her eye was a white, long and beautiful hand. But what was frightening was that it was covered in scars, bloodstains, and scabs. It was like scratching bloody marks on the artwork. Kouzi!
He showed his hand, but the audience was dumbfounded.

"Is this makeup?" someone asked.

Liao Xiaomi replied: "Yes."

Zhou Bin breathed a sigh of relief. No wonder she wanted to show off her skills. She wanted to show off her lifelike appearance.

Thinking about it this way, it turns out that the previous videos were all done with makeup, but she thought the other person was really some kind of big brother, which is funny when she thinks about it.

She saw that there were only a dozen or so people in the live broadcast room, so she typed and asked, "Won't the anchor welcome me? I'm an old bone powder."

After a slight delay, the person over there made a cold and ascetic voice, "Bone powder, are you watching my live broadcast in the underworld?"

Liao Xiaomi thought about this name curiously, it was very interesting.Zhou Bin grinned and continued typing: "Yes, it was authorized by the King of Hell."

The anchor sneered: "You are so childish."

Zhou Bin was shocked. I joked with you and you called me childish instead?Then he immediately realized that he was taking this route.

Indeed, isn’t it a kind of enjoyment to be scolded by a beautiful man?
Then he saw a person named "Want to Eat Plums" and asked: "How advanced is the anchor? Why don't you live broadcast self-study?"

The anchor replied: "Third year of high school, no self-study."

Zhou Bin posted: "You are not in school yet in your third year of high school, do you want to join a factory?"

As soon as these words came out, Liao Xiaomi thought of his own arsenal. What was he going to do in there, drive screws?

"No, I want you to go."

After chatting for a while, everyone found that the anchor had a good personality, so they all paid attention and called for the anchor to show his face.

Liao Xiaomi got up and went out for a drink of water. When he came back, he found that there were hundreds more people. He thought he had to be polite, so he said, "Are they all alive? Just pay attention."

Ah, he said he was used to it, so he should say they are all normal people, right? They are all good people?Not quite right either
"The host is cursing people, right? It's held."

"I'm not a human, I'm your little Xiu Gou, woof!"

"Anchor, please sing a song. If it sounds good, please follow it."

"Wow, what a scary hand!"

In the conscience of heaven and earth, Liao Xiaomi really didn't mean to curse, he was not a vulgar person, he just got sick more often, so he said it smoothly.

Seeing the barrage, he appeared in front of the camera and tapped his delicate hands once from left to right, and his nails made a crunching sound on the table, which was very nice.

Of course, it would have been better if the drop of red stuff didn't flow down.

It should not be blocked.He quickly wiped it off, then changed his name and added the words "Advanced Makeup".

After finishing the changes, he had an idea and asked: "I recently wrote a song, but there is no way to cash it in. I wonder if you have any knowledgeable people who can help me?"

"Me, me, me! Come to my house, I can play the flute!"

"And me, I have two drums!"

"I will whistle"

"Sing first, I can use the software to help you play the score."

The dense barrage made his broken mobile phone freeze, but Liao Xiaomi saw this "Rock and Roll Yao" at a glance, and he even had the label of an up owner. Could it be that he was also a musician?

He asked casually and found out that there was really a capable person.

I was thinking about singing a new treasure island, but he was so stupid that there was no way he could sing it directly. After thinking about it, I decided to give it a try with a Chinese version.

"Everyone, I sang, please listen. To prevent leakage, I will only sing a part."

"Well, well, well, well."

"Sing!"

"Sing it and send a rocket!"

"The pants are off."

Liao Xiaomi pointed his finger at the table. When it came to singing, he was quite experienced. After brewing his emotions for a while, he felt that he was in place, so he spoke slowly and sadly.

"Touch it yourself~"

"I won't turn on the gas~"

"If I don't turn on the gas, I'll get stuck in my pants and hit that Makima~"

The climax will begin immediately.

"Dinosaur mom forgot to write, come and pick up her pants~"

"It's cheaper, it's cheaper, it's cheaper. You can also pull your trouser pockets~ Where's his aunt~"

After singing a short section, Liao Xiaomi stopped playing the accompaniment with his fingers, felt the sad aftertaste in the air, and couldn't help feeling that he was a genius.

Does he really have the talent to be a star?

Looking at the barrage again, it turns out that the screen is scrolling like crazy and can’t be stopped!

"Such a sad tone, but why do I want to laugh so much?"

"I'm not sure it's Chinese, but I really heard Dinosaur Mom."

"This song is bound to be a hit, predict a wave!"

"I'll give you a yacht!"

At this time, some people crowded into the live broadcast room. Liao Xiaomi found that his fan count instantly increased by more than 100. After broadcasting for a while, the blood on his hands solidified, he just found a reason to stop broadcasting.

After taking a shower, I was getting ready to go to bed. When I took one last look, I received a private message from that "Rock and Roll Yao".

"The singing is pretty good, it should be a neon song." He is indeed a seasoned singer.

"Yes." Liao Xiaomi wiped his hair.

"I'm very interested. Which city are you in? We can cooperate. It will definitely be profitable."

"S City."

"Well, I'm in Shanghai. How about I send you a contract and let's talk about cooperation?"

"Wait a minute, I still have to take the college entrance examination."

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In Shanghai, Yao Qing rubbed his eyes, laughed suddenly, and shouted to the outside of the room: "Hey! I met a very interesting person, and his father is a senior in high school!"

Cursing sounds immediately came from outside.

A guitar sound test came, and then passionate rock music spread throughout the villa.

As the demonic sound penetrated her ears, she put on her earphones and watched the live video again. Especially when he cursed, she couldn't help but laugh.

"It's interesting. I'm waiting for you during the summer vacation. Millet porridge with eggs."

(End of this chapter)

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