362: C362 A Singer Who Has Been Seriously Delayed

C362 A Singer Who Has Been Seriously Delayed

Ye Lee had already had some experience with live broadcasts, so the singing went on for two consecutive hours until his throat was a little dry. After drinking a mouthful of water and adding the fact that they had already messed around for a long time, it was already past 12 o'clock.

However, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was still very strong.

"Let the Mr Ye sing another song!"

"Aiya, my ears are about to get pregnant!"

"It's so nice to listen to!"

"Another + 10086!"

Whether it was those watching the live broadcast in Tsinghua University or from other places, they were all completely subdued by this song.

Ye Lee looked at the time and was shocked, "It's so late, why didn't you guys remind me? I thought it was only 10."

Bullets:

"Not too late, not too late!"

"It's only 12 o'clock, the wonderful nightlife has only just begun!"

"Even if you live until dawn today, we're still going to chase after you. We're not satisfied yet!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"I won't be tired of singing another hundred songs."

The audience in the live broadcast room were in high spirits.

Ye Lee blinked his eyes, and joked, "That won't do, if you all don't sleep, I still have to sleep. How about this, before the broadcast, I will show you all a consummate skill."

"What absolute art?"

"Holy shit, consummate technique?" Could it be that Mr Ye is going to reveal his peerless martial arts?! "

"Wait, I suddenly have a bad feeling about this …"

"What is it?"

Some of the more experienced spectators had already reacted. Looking at Ye Lee's steadier expression and his exceptionally blinking eyes, they had a feeling that something was amiss. Ordinary Singing God s would always end up with the same result every time they talked about downtime …

Just as expected, Ye Lee waved his hand at the spectators and said mischievously: "The finishing move that I am giving everyone is — — Broadcasting at Light Speed."

Pow!

In this 0.1 second moment, the live broadcast suddenly changed. The entire live broadcast was turned off.

The millions of spectators were all stunned.

"What kind of power is this?"

"Damn, what happened?"

"I still haven't reacted to it, so it can be considered …"

"I haven't heard enough. Mr Ye, come back!"

"Aiya, I'm going to cry to death! I only rushed here to watch for an hour, it's too fast!"

"Holy shit, I knew it."

"It is indeed an emperor's technique that can shake the world of live broadcasts. It is broadcasted at light speed!"

Some of the experienced audience members were already at a loss of whether to laugh or to cry. Sure enough, this was the move that only the Singing God would do.

However, Ye Lee had been through a lot, and every time, his popularity would accumulate to its highest. At the peak of 12, he could be said to be the most tactful of anchors.

"Wait, did you guys hear the host say we'll meet tomorrow at the end?"

"I don't think so."

"I didn't hear it either."

"Crap, I suddenly have a bad premonition again!"

"Bro, I just came to the live broadcast room. You made me a little scared. Can you explain what's a bad feeling?"

"You don't understand, Singing God has continuously broadcasted it for several days this time, and his diligence rate is almost at the level of a Model Worker. If I remember every time he doesn't say goodbye tomorrow, then the next time will most likely be in a few months …"

An old water friend said.

"..."

The next day.

There was quite a sensation on the internet.

Many entertainment pages were about the news from the live broadcast world last night.

"Fighting Shrimp Platform is once again at a new high, with 8 million people watching at the same time online!"

"He was originally an expert, but now he quietly enters the live broadcast world..."

"Mr Ye, a folk singer seriously delayed by the martial arts world!"

"After counting the past years of Fighting Shrimp of the first brother, the fastest person to broadcast is actually him …"

The internet was filled with these voices.

"Did you watch the live broadcast yesterday?"

"Of course I saw it. I saw it all the way until twelve, when I saw Mr Ye, my heart was filled with excitement …"

"If I hadn't looked at the calendar, I would have thought it was April Fool's Day. I never would have thought of that."

"This is too good! I want to post an essay to protest! The Mr Ye must belong to my Chinese music industry!"

Mr Ye, an extraordinary person who lives on Weibo and on the news, neither advertised nor made a scene, nor flirted, nor faked anything. However, he had more fans than many other celebrities, and his title from a while ago was the new star of the education world!

Now, he had a new identity. He was a super popular streamer in the live broadcast industry, a folk singer who had been seriously delayed!

Somewhere on the internet, a tribe was even set up for this purpose. For example, one of them was called:

Mr Ye Research Center!

"Let the veterans analyze what the Mr Ye has done for you"

"Mr Ye, Jiang Feng's family, is only 23 years old. Specialist: Martial Arts, former vice president of the city's Martial Arts Association. Famous expert in traditional Chinese medicine in the province. Currently a lecturer at the Tsinghua University. A strong sense of justice.

The person who posted was obviously a loyal fan of the Mr Ye. He had looked up a lot of relevant news and understood these things very well.0

When the netizens saw this, they exploded.

"666, I didn't even know that Mr Ye would actually do such a thing."

"Some of these news are already very secretive. You can even find out that!"

"After watching the live broadcast yesterday, I just want to say that a doctor who doesn't want to be a singer is not a good martial arts expert!"

"Other than shock, don't tell me that you're not curious at all. I still don't understand how a young man in his twenties could be so heaven defying? How could he be so outstanding in so many fields?"

He couldn't figure it out. In this era, there were one or two special talents at the same time. It could even be said that they were talented. With so many special talents at the same time, it could only be described as terrifying and difficult to understand.

Very quickly, someone replied.

"Upstairs, I once had the same question as you."

The Level Owner replied, "What about after that?"

"When I got to know him better, I felt that the Mr Ye was definitely not a local."

The Level Leader was stunned, "What does this have to do with being a local? Are outsiders stronger than locals? "

"According to my conjecture, Mr Ye should be a passenger that crossed over from the distant M87 system to experience life on Earth. What he is showing right now is just the tip of the iceberg, which is not even worth mentioning to the aliens who have the talent to learn about it. Next up to this point, there is a high chance that a catastrophe will happen all over the world.

Seeing this ridiculous statement, the Level Master felt as if his brain was going to explode. He actually communicated with this lunatic several times. "You're a fool, aren't you!"

However, the new information he received made him even more suspicious of life. This tribe was not a place a normal person should be living in.

"Well, it's reasonable and convincing."

"So the Mr Ye is the modern 'Du Min Sang'. When I think of this, my emotions became even more excited!"

"…"

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