After the vicious cannon fodder pampered the imperial marshal, he became popular

Chapter 10

On the other side, Wen Shishu returned home in a hurry. When he saw Fu Ci Yan, he went straight into his room without even looking at him.

She only has one thought now.

Make money!

Make money immediately!

Make money non-stop!
Take out the things you have prepared, turn on the live broadcast device and click on the entertainment page.

She hadn't come on board since the last live broadcast, and had no idea that the most discussed person in the chat room of the entertainment section these days was a new anchor.

At the beginning, everyone was discussing the gifts in the live broadcast room that day, and lamented that they didn’t know which big shot was so generous.

Then he said that Wen Shishu was a fool because he stopped the live broadcast despite having such good traffic.

Some also said that listening to her songs made them feel relaxed physically and mentally, and they would come again next time her songs air.

The group of viewers in the first live broadcast room were all waiting for Wen Shishu to start the show.

But as I waited, I realized something was wrong.

One day passed and it wasn’t broadcast; two days passed and it wasn’t broadcast; three days passed and it wasn’t broadcast yet!

The audience waiting for the show to start were collectively dumbfounded. Where are the people?
Until today, five full days have passed.

[Ah, I'm going crazy. Does anyone know where the anchor named Shi Su went? Why did she disappear? ]

[It's been a few days, why haven't you started the show yet? Where are you? God knows how many times I've played the song that day in my mind. Why is it so difficult to listen to it again? ]

[She can't just run away after winning my heart! ]

[I'm so pissed off. I swear, if the anchor comes online, I won't be a human if I don't criticize her 800 times! ]

Wen Shishu had no idea that so many things had happened during the days when he was not broadcasting.

She started the live broadcast, thinking that this was only her second live broadcast and there wouldn't be many people watching. She slowly adjusted the equipment so that the camera couldn't capture her face.

Who knew that when I looked up, I was shocked by the barrage of comments flashing across the screen.

Wen Shishu: ???

The website is down. Why are there so many comments?

The moment she started the live broadcast, the group of netizens who had been waiting for several days rushed in quickly.

[Great news! The missing people have finally returned! ]

[If you don't start broadcasting, I'm really going to think something happened to you. ]

[Do you dare to stop broadcasting for a little longer? Five days, a full five days. Do you know how I spent these five days? ]

[If I knew your address, I could tie you up in front of the camera and broadcast it for three days and three nights.]

[Anchor, do you really want to make money? ]

Wen Shishu looked at the comments and blinked slowly: "Of course I want to make money."

[You want to make money but you stop broadcasting for such a long time, you are going to die! 】

[Where is the person above who said he would scold the anchor 800 times? Come out. It's your turn now. Scold her so hard that she won't dare to interrupt the broadcast next time.]

Wen Shishu looked at the messages and said, "Sorry, I have been busy these days and have not been able to live stream." She did not expect that there would be so many viewers for the first time: "I will tell everyone in advance next time."

[What's the point of apologizing? If you have the ability, don't end the show so early. 】

Wen Shishu smiled and said nothing.

Money has to be earned, and the live broadcast has to be ended on time.

[Host, can you sing the song from that day again? God knows how long I have been thinking about it. ]

[Yes, yes, yes, that song that day, I was feeling a little uncomfortable mentally that day, but after listening to the song, I felt miraculously relieved.]

[It must be fake. How can a song soothe the soul? It must be your illusion.] No one believed that Wen Shishu's song could soothe the soul, but there was one thing that was beyond doubt, that they all wanted to listen to the song that day.

Wen Shishu looked at the barrage and said, "I won't sing that song anymore. Let's sing something else today."

[No, don’t do that!!]

[I came here just because I heard someone say there was a really good song. Since I’m not singing, there’s no point in staying in the live studio. I’m leaving now.]

[Who knows whether the other ones are good or not, I just want that one. ]

After Wen Shishu finished speaking, he no longer looked at the barrage of comments. He reached out and slowly plucked the guitar in his hand.

[What is that? Why do I feel like I've never seen it before? ]

[Can this thing sound good? ]

A group of people looked at the thing in Wen Shishu's hand and questioned it, their tone full of disbelief.

Until a clear sound appeared in the live broadcast room, Wen Shishu slowly plucked the strings with her fingertips, and waves of music came out from her hands.

[Ah, I know what this is. According to records, this is a common musical instrument in the ancient Earth period, called guitar, but now our music is all intelligently synthesized, so no one uses it.]

[It is basically not available on the market. I don’t know where she found it. 】

[Can this thing produce nice music? ]

[It's obvious. Okay. It's right in front of you. ]

This time, Wen Shishu chose a folk song with a light rhythm.

Just when the audience in the live broadcast room was questioning whether the song was good or not, a voice came through the screen.

Like the flowing water of a stream, it is light and cheerful, making people feel as if they are in nature, feeling its tranquility and beauty.

The live broadcast room became quiet almost immediately, and everyone held their breath involuntarily, fearing that they would disturb this beauty.

Those questioning voices disappeared instantly.

Until the song ended, everyone was still immersed in the song and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

After finishing singing, Wen Shishu looked at the empty comments and wondered, "Eh, is it not good to listen to?"

Do people in space and on Earth have different preferences in music?
The moment Wen Shishu's voice was heard, the audience immediately came back to their senses.

The barrage in the live broadcast room exploded immediately!
[Who said it was not nice? Stand up! I’m the first one to disagree!]

[Wow, I was wrong. I take back what I said before about the host not being able to sing other songs well. If the host really sang the previous song, then I would be a sinner for not being able to hear this one.]

As early as when Wen Shishu was singing, people began to pour into the live broadcast room in waves, and once they came in, they could never leave.

[What kind of magic does this live broadcast room have that makes people reluctant to leave. 】

[When she sang, I felt calm, as if I was in nature.]

[It's really weird, who would believe that my disordered period riots have actually calmed down a bit. ]

Originally, everyone was discussing whether the song was good or not, but once this statement was made, it instantly sparked a lot of objections.

[Impossible. The riots during the disorder period can only be relieved by healing and soothing drugs. How can they be relieved by listening to a song?]

[After so many years in the interstellar world, I have never heard that listening to music can soothe the turmoil in the spiritual sea. ]

Amidst the objections, a comment appeared.

[Netizen 1: Well, let me interrupt you. My mind seems to have calmed down a bit.]

【Netizen 2: Me too. 】

【Netizen 3: I think so too. 】

A series of affirmative replies silenced everyone in the live broadcast room, and everyone was puzzled.

Damn it, can’t you? !
(End of this chapter)