361: C361 Don't Talk Listen Carefully

C361 Don't Talk Listen Carefully

In the broadcast room.

Three million!

Four million!

Five million!

The number of people quickly approached the 6 million mark.

When the other hosts on the platform saw this number, their hearts jumped!

Even though the previous live broadcast records were very popular, they were all made during special festivals when the entire platform used up all the traffic.

Last time, for example, a certain big bowl celebrity was invited to broadcast live and his popularity went straight down to 800w. However, he was an A-list celebrity and there were already tens of millions of followers on Weibo.

The other people from the live broadcast platform were dumbfounded!

They were also fellow members of the live broadcast world that were used as platforms, so the attention that the Tigerclaw V paid to Fighting Shrimp Platform was always quite a lot.

At this moment, the upper management members of Tiger Claw were dumbfounded!

What the heck is Fighting Shrimp Platform doing now?

When did he come up with such an impressive streamer?

Wasn't it just a live broadcast of a song?

And there were so many people watching?

This Mr Ye seemed to be a well-known figure, but no matter how famous you are, you can't be so popular!

He could not understand!

He could not understand it at all!

The barrage drifted across the sky and, despite the delay and partial filtering, could not be covered.

Some had come from Tsinghua University, and some from the martial arts interests group. Of course, most of them were friends who were originally supported in Singing God Studio.

He almost couldn't control his rhythm.

"Alright, quiet down!" Ye Lee said.

The screen of bullets in the live broadcast room was reduced by half. Just this screen alone had a concentration of over 99%.

"I've already satisfied all your requests for appearances. As for the status issue, there's no need for further debate. Today, my live broadcast is about singing, not teaching for you and not performing martial arts promotion. So now, let's begin the song." Ye Lee laughed, looking at these screen of bullets, he seemed to have seen some of the familiar faces of his students, he never thought that this sensation would be so big, but he was still calm, and revealed his face just like that, since he did not intend to hide it forever, it was just that he had forgotten about it, who knew that it was just a hobby.

The screen was full of bullets:

"Mr Ye, you can sing?" A student who had registered with Tsinghua University fired a barrage of bullets.

"Light the song, light the song!"

"Oh my god, he's finally starting to sing. Who cares who he is, I just like hearing Singing God sing!"

"At least it'll be broadcasted for a few more hours, right?"

"It's best if it is broadcasted until daybreak."

"Singing God, my dead roommate had a dream for me yesterday, and said that he wants to hear a song from below, 'Roast Noodles'!"

"'Baked Noodle Soup' has already come. This is too much. I choose 'Song of the Groundhog'!"

"…"

A barrage of bullets swept across the area.

Of course, if he could get the "Song of the Groundhog", Ye Lee would definitely not know how to sing it. It would be too funny, and the results would come out soon.

"I'm giving everyone a 'Road to Normal'."

The melody began and the music began.

Ye Lee had some feelings towards this song, it was a song with a good mood.

Just as the last prelude finished, Ye Lee opened his mouth:

"On the road."

"Are you leaving, Viavia?"

"Pride and easy to break."

"That was also my appearance."

"Boiling and uneasy."

"Where are you going viavia?"

"Silent as a mystery."

"Are you really listening to this story?"

"…"

The curtain of bullets in the live broadcast room suddenly quieted down. It was reduced by more than half, and this scene would appear every time Singing God sang. Many of the spectators couldn't help but close their eyes and listen carefully.

The Tsinghua University students who had registered their accounts to come over all blinked their eyes. How could this be?

It was so touching!

The martial arts fans were all impressed. Mr Ye was a martial arts master today, even from the song, this realm could be seen, it was almost like returning to its original nature, nice to listen to, really nice to listen to!

In the background of Fighting Shrimp Corporation.

The group of technical staff were all watching the live broadcast.

With Singing God Studio causing so much, they had no choice but to monitor the broadcast room in real time. They were afraid that there would be trouble again.

But now, this group of people were all intoxicated from listening to him.

The gradual rhythm of the melody seemed to merge with the song itself, bringing one into a unique mood.

"It's too nice to listen to. Why is it so nice to listen to?"

"It's so touching. I used to love this song. But when I heard it, my thoughts changed a million times …"

"Brother Zhang, how can this person be so powerful?" The technician Lee muttered as he looked at the screen.

Brother Zhang was already completely engrossed: "Don't talk, listen carefully!"2

"..."

The upper echelons of Tiger Claw were all watching the live broadcast.

After listening to the song, the boss sank into deep thought.

"I feel that our platform's development over the past few years has led to some misunderstandings. What do you think?" The boss spoke up.

The crowd looked at each other in dismay. They had just regained their senses from the singing, yet they couldn't help but ask in an inquiring tone.

"What do you think?" A senior executive asked carefully.

"Looking at the manpower and funds, we aren't lacking much in comparison to Fighting Shrimp Platform. Why can't we produce such a powerful host on our platform? Have you considered this question in depth? " the boss asked.

The people in the audience looked at each other in dismay, not daring to answer. They did not know about this question either!

Seeing that the people below had stopped talking, the boss said: "Look, this is your limitation, you can't judge the essence by what you see. Say, if such a powerful host appeared on our platform, would we still have to worry about overturning our Fighting Shrimp Platform?"

The audience nodded. If this streamer was on their platform, then it would be heaven. The audience who was on the platform was precisely this type of cameraman with a phenomenal influence.

"But boss, how are we supposed to create such a powerful streamer?" a clerk asked.

The Old Chief smiled, "If you invest more resources now, it will definitely be too late. Like this, I will allocate 20 million gold to you to discuss with this Singing God and poach him over.

The other higher-ups were suddenly enlightened and they all praised their boss' cleverness!

However, the staff member was a bit confused. "Boss, but 20 million to poach a phenomenal streamer? That amount of money doesn't seem to be enough. It's too difficult …"

The boss was displeased, "If there is no challenge to this matter, how can it demonstrate your ability?"

"But …" The employee was speechless. He wanted to say this was not realistic at all, how could he dig them out?!

"There are no buts. Remember, our legal department will fully support you!" The boss lightly waved his hand. He had come up with such a perfect solution, what else could he do!

The other higher-ups echoed this:

"Right, just poach him."

"I'll leave this challenging matter to you. If you poach me, your performance this year will exceed the standard!"

After the meeting ended, only the staff was left in a mess. At this moment, he was starting to understand what it meant to have a broken leg.

The point is, this kind of thing is impossible to achieve...

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