359: C359 I Saw Teacher Ye

C359 I Saw Teacher Ye

When Wang Tongda returned, he saw the broadcast room that he was familiar with. He was in a very good mood, it was easy to get used to the fact that there were ten of them, but it was nothing much to him, he was prepared to do more.

Ye Lee looked and asked, "Has you recovered?"

The cigarette ash fell onto the public screen and typed: "Yes."

Ye Lee nodded, he had already seen it before, as long as it followed his instructions, there was no way it wouldn't be good.

To his friends, a new round of debate had begun after the Treasure Chest had been stolen.

"Now that there are already ten of them, isn't it time for Singing God to show his face?"

"Since he's a folk singer, shouldn't he pay more attention to fame?"

"I know the reason why Singing God doesn't want to show his face. He is definitely afraid that there will be someone chasing after him in reality."

Wang Tongda had not noticed it before, but after seeing the barrage of bullets, he understood that everyone was curious as to who the Singing God was.

He didn't know why, but this curiosity had already reached its peak.

Now that Wang Tongda had recovered, he was naturally curious in his heart. He was curious as to who exactly was the Singing God and why it was so mystical that it could even cure his illness.

He typed on the public screen.

"Singing God, how about you show your face? I'll do whatever you say, no matter how many rockets you say."

Ye Lee looked and was instantly speechless, "Even you said that?"

Wang Tongda looked and it was clear that there was hope. "Heh heh, this is mainly out of curiosity."

Bullets:

"Since Yan Hui Hao has already spoken, it's time for the streamer to be interested."

"How many super rockets are there? If it were any other female anchors, they would probably be willing to take it off."

"Singing God, don't bother with them. Even if you are ugly, it will not affect your glorious image in my heart in the slightest!"

"Ai, even the ugly bastard has appeared …" Ye Lee looked at all the bullets that flashed past, and was at a loss of words.

Fighting Shrimp Corporation's technical department.

"F * ck, why is the temperature of this live broadcast room rising so fast?" The technician Lee looked at the number in front of him and was shocked. It was just over a million just now, how come it was 2.5 million now, it was close to the 3 million mark.

"It's fine, I just asked Supervisor, it seems to be related to some public opinion. Right now, a lot of Weibo fans are coming over, they have to say that Singing God is handsome, but that's fine, with our current server, we can totally take it …" The technician, Brother Zhang, said.

The technical Lee nodded, "So that's how it is. Fortunately, there's nothing else."

Three months ago, Singing God Studio caused a lot of trouble, resulting in them looking at the direct broadcast room's data backstage now.

Although they did not know who the Singing God was, they definitely knew that the Singing God was not some celebrity. There was information about his identity on the platform.

"..."

In the live broadcast room.

Ye Lee looked at these artillery shells, and knew that he could no longer hide his identity, "If you really want to know who I am, then call me 1."

"111!"

"1111111111111111111."

"1111111111111111111111111111111111"

Just as he said this.

Within a second, the entire live broadcast room was swallowed up by the number one. Looking at the white numbers one on the screen, one could imagine how curious these friends of his were.

People were like this. Sometimes, it was not a big deal, but if they were secretive, the longer they stayed hidden, the more curious they would be.

The entire broadcast room suddenly changed.

The number of pixels displayed on the screen is limited, and the flow of data output from the platform at the same time is also limited.

In the background of Fighting Shrimp Corporation.

A red light suddenly appeared on the machine! It's the police!

"Holy shit, who's bombing the server?!" The technician Lee, who had just let out a breath of relief, almost jumped up. He was shocked. Sudden situation?

Brother Zhang was also shocked, and started to panic, "Quick, hurry up and deal with it. The bomb barrage in the Singing God Studio is about to exceed the limit, the entire route is about to explode!"

The Lee was a little confused, "Brother Zhang, didn't you just say that our current server can hold close to ten million traffic?"

Brother Zhang was about to vomit blood, "How would I know that Singing God does not follow the rules! Right now, he is directly using the bomb screen's data output to squeeze out the way he wants to display his card, quickly, quickly do it, if you don't handle this broadcast room anymore, it will explode! First, shield a portion of the bomb screen, then use the other threads to split the room!"

In the live broadcast room.

Ye Lee didn't know how much pressure he had caused to the backstage with just a small movement. He slowly moved the Camera up, and for the first time since he started the live broadcast, he showed his face.

A young, heroic face was revealed in front of the Camera. Ye Lee then spoke to the Camera with a helpless expression: "You all saw it right?

In the live broadcast room, millions of spectators were dumbfounded when they saw this face.

"What the f * ck!"

"What the f * * k!"

"You're not Qi Yingjun, you're Mr Ye!"

"Damn …"

"Mr Ye, you're actually Mr Ye!"

"Oh my god, what did I see, Singing God is actually Mr Ye!"

Ah!

Those watching the broadcast, were mostly youths. They had once imagined the face under the Camera countless of times, and guessed who exactly the Singing God was.

However, this scene had completely destroyed their imaginations.

Who the hell would have thought that the Singing God was actually the Mr Ye?

Was there any connection between these two people?

He was convinced, completely and utterly convinced!

"Wait, why are all of you so shocked, who is this Mr Ye?"

There was still a small portion of people who did not know who the Mr Ye was, and they were puzzled.2

"We'll know when we get to Baidu." Someone replied.

That person obediently went to Baidu. Then, the expression on his face changed to one of shock.

Mr Ye: A modern expert in traditional Chinese medicine, a teacher of the Tsinghua University Medical Department, a famous martial arts master of the modern era, vice-chairman of Jiangfeng City and Martial Arts Association …

"What the f * * k? Who the f * * k are they?" Water Fairy was completely speechless.

At this moment, in the dormitory of the Tsinghua University campus.

A sophomore watched the live broadcast and suddenly let out a cry of surprise. He nearly threw his phone out!

"What the f * ck!"

The other roommates all looked over.

"What is it?"

"What's going on?"

"You were so surprised by watching a live broadcast, did you see a UFO?" his roommate asked.

The boy had a look of disbelief on his face as he pointed at the live broadcast room on his phone. "No, no …" This is even scarier than UFO. Who do you think I saw? "

"See who?" His roommate was puzzled. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be this shocked even if he were to see someone.

The boy pointed at his cell phone.

"I see the Mr Ye."

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