The number of people in the live room is increasing and decreasing.

  Although chatting is also interesting, long-term chatting, watching these people busy with their work, will inevitably feel boring.

  Unless the chatting person is something they really want to see, such as Ye Fei.

  But Ye Fei wanted to rest, and the director didn't want Ye Fei to be disgusted. It was not good that Ye Fei should be the only anchor when the program group agreed to live broadcast.

  Ye Fei could also tell that there would be no more cameras on his side, and he rested comfortably for an afternoon.

  At night, the live broadcast continued, and at this time, more people were free to watch the live broadcast!

  The number of people in the live room is soaring.

  From more than [-] million, it has soared to more than [-] million, and it is still increasing by hundreds of thousands every minute.

  The sudden surge in the number of viewers made the director feel a little incredible, which is a bit scary!

  The directors are all excited, this has broken the record again, and it is breaking the record all the time!

  Taking a deep breath, the director spoke into the microphone and began to detail the live broadcast plan for the evening.

  When the audience comes, let the audience stay.

  Keep the audience in with the interaction.

  After dinner, Peng Peng sat on a chair with a guitar and asked Ye Fei to teach him music.

  When it comes to music, the number of viewers in Ye Fei's live broadcast room has skyrocketed again.

  This also allowed the director to see the almost terrifying influence of Ye Fei!

  Just took out a musical instrument, and the number of people began to skyrocket. Ye Fei hadn't started performing yet.

  However, he also understood that if he was him, knowing that Ye Fei was going to sing and perform, he would also click into the live broadcast room.

  Listening to Ye Fei's songs is a pleasure.

  Peng Peng said his question, and Ye Fei answered it.

  Peng Peng smiled and said, "Brother Ye, why don't you play a song?"

  Ye Fei just shook his head, and Yaya quickly clapped her hands: "Come on!"

  Although the rest of the people did not persuade them, they all looked at Ye Fei with burning eyes.

  Ye Fei, the audience in the live broadcast room, also cheered: "Ye Fei, sing one, show them what the uncrowned singer is!".

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  "Upstairs, what is Wuguan? Ye Fei clearly has it, he is the king in my heart!"

  "Sing a song, I beg you!"

  "Don't send it, they can't see our barrage at all. It's better to ask God to worship Buddha if we send barrage!"

  "I have already put a stick of incense on my ancestors, this time Ye Fei sings, be steady!"

  "Upstairs, why are you kidding me? Can your ancestors invite Ye Fei?"

  "The old man's surname is Ye, do you think it's possible?"

  And Ye Fei picked up the guitar with a smile: "Then I'll have a rice incense!"

  "Daoxiang? New song?" Zhang Zifeng couldn't help saying.

  Can Jay Chou's songs be called new songs?

  Ye Fei nodded without any psychological burden: ~ "Yes, new song!"

  The guitar sounded, everyone stopped talking, and in the silence, there were cicadas-birds chirping.

  But it doesn't seem noisy at all, but achieves a balance with the song.

  Ye Fei opened his mouth: "If you have too many complaints about this world and you fall down, you won't dare to move forward. Why?"

  "People are so fragile and depraved! Please turn on the TV and see how many people are striving for their lives and going on bravely!"

  "Should we be content and cherish everything even if we don't have it, remember, you said that home is the only castle!"

  "As the Daoxiang River continues to run, smile slightly, I know my childhood dreams, don't cry!"

  "Let the fireflies take you to escape, the song of the country, forever relying on, go home!"

  Small fresh voice, fast rhythm, giving a very wonderful feeling.

  At the scene, everyone was immersed in the emotion created by Daoxiang's song.

  In the aftertaste of the life of the hometown, there are also some feelings for the hometown people, which can arouse the resonance of people far away from their hometowns.

  The audience in the live broadcast room felt shocked.

  Unconsciously, everyone relaxed naturally.

  It was as if I had returned to my hometown, back to my childhood, stepping on the ground with bare feet and happily roaming the fields.

  Simple lyrics, simple singing, gave everyone a resonance.

  What a beautiful mood?

  In the director's workshop, everyone was silent, also moved by the artistic conception of Ye Fei's song.

  Even the number of live broadcasters in the corner reached [-] million, and they didn't pay attention or even rejoice.

  They were all older and remembered the country lands from decades ago.

  They are all people who have come out of the countryside. They have the most profound experience of that kind of feeling, that kind of slow life.

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  But they took the initiative to escape, for a better life.

  They have experienced pain, they know the pain of farming, and they know the pain of not having money, so they don't reminisce about it anymore, and they just show this kind of beauty in front of the audience.

  Can they feel this beauty?

  No, they feel the happiness of the slow life in the countryside through the audience and the happiness of the guests!

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  But now, they think of the happy times they used to be, catching loaches, holding a piece of wild wheat grass, and herding cattle on the grass in the fields.

  Happy time!

  Others think that holding a piece of grass is ruffian, but what many people don't know is that the top end of the wild wheat is sweet!

  Several directors were silent until tears filled his eyes, Daoxiang.

  The joy of harvest, the joy of harvest.

  The most intuitive joy!

  Simple words, but Ye Fei created a very imaginative Zen state!

  This is shocking and enviable.

  There are also professional musicians in the live broadcast room, which is also shocking.

  Ye Fei is definitely a bold attempt in the song part, mixing both hip-hop and folk music!six.

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  Like Ye Fei's previous songs, it also combines a variety of styles!

  Not a first, but definitely innovative, and a very bold one!

  And the connotation of the song is also very good, telling everyone a very simple, but also very easy to forget truth, that is contentment!

  The warm, fresh flavor makes people immersed in it, and can't help but want to savor it.

  In this warmth and sweetness, it is also encouraging everyone to move forward bravely and cherish all this, even if you don't have it!

  The live broadcast room was a complete mess, and no one posted a bullet screen because everyone was listening to the song.

  But the number, by the time Ye Fei's song ended, had reached a terrifying [-] million.

  The backstage of the live broadcast company has become a mess, constantly adding broadband to avoid freezing, and even shutting down the live broadcast rooms of many anchors.

  Of course, more anchors directly turned off the live broadcast and went to listen to Ye Fei's songs.

  At the end of the song, Ye Fei handed the guitar to Peng Peng.

  Only then did Peng Peng react, and he quickly applauded: "It's so good, it reminds me of the days when I was at my grandmother's house when I was a child."

  Yaya was shocked again. She listened to Ye Fei singing at close range more than once, but every time she listened to it, it would be a brand new feeling.

  Shocking, really shocking!

  "Would you like to sing two songs too?"

  Huang Lei shook his head: "Let's forget it. Today the director said that he would do a live broadcast. As soon as I started talking, everyone watching the live broadcast ran away, so the director must not torture me to death."

  Ye Fei smiled and said nothing.

  Zhang Zifeng paused: "Brother Ye, I have an idea, I don't know if it's right or not."

  "You said."

  "Is there a sonic attack in Kung Fu? I watched TV, what kind of powerful six-fingered piano demon uses music to kill people, and in Kung Fu, that killer can kill people with the sound of the piano. Can the sound of the piano really kill people?"

  Ye Fei paused, nodded and said, "Yes!"

  Zhang Zifeng's eyes widened: "Really?"

  "Of course, the singing can be very nice or very ugly!" Ye Fei said.

  "There are two methods here. The first is to mobilize emotions, which can make you very sad, make you despair, and commit suicide!"

  Hearing Ye Fei's words, Zhang Zifeng was stunned, and everyone around was stunned, and the audience in the live broadcast room didn't believe it.

  Through music, can one be saddened to the point of suicide?

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