Get off work and become the Godfather of Rock and Roll

Chapter 18 Like a bomb

Liming Zi lay on the bed in the dormitory and stretched.

A pair of hard-stretched white and tender feet were exposed at the end of the bed. The nails were crystal clear, giving her a girlish cleanness.

Winter vacation is coming, and almost all the people in the dormitory have left, leaving only two people.

"Mingzi, when are you going back?" Her roommate Jing Ziwei asked.

"I guess it will be in the afternoon. My home is very close, in Quancheng. It's only an hour's ride away by high-speed rail." Liming Zi said after stretching and yawning again.

"I envy you. It's so close to home. Unlike me, it takes me a whole day to get home." Jingzi said slightly enviously.

"I still envy you. It's so nice to be far away from home, and you don't have to be stared at by your family." Liming Zi poked her head out of the upper bunk and said with a pout.

"Okay, okay, don't be jealous of each other. I'm going to eat. You, please get up quickly." Jing Ziwei always feels like a big sister when facing Liming Zi. She often calls Liming Zi "Little Carrot".

Liming Zi stuck out her tongue towards Jingzi's slightly departing back.

Then she groped under the quilt and found the mobile phone that had been pushed to the foot of the bed.

"Oh, so much news." Liming Zi looked at her phone.

Most of them were boys who asked her what her plans were for the winter vacation.

She was too lazy to reply. If she hadn't become the class monitor and needed to inform about things, there would be no need to add so many male classmates on WeChat.

"Remove the red dots, remove them, remove them all." Liming Zi used her little hands to clear away the messages one by one.

She can't stand any red spots.

After clearing WeChat, then clear Douyin.

Why does Douyin also have red dots?
Only then did Liming Zi find out that it was because of an account she followed, a soulless music businessman.

Released new songs again?
Not bad.

While there was no one in the dormitory, Liming Zi turned up the volume as loud as possible and huddled under the covers, listening to the song.

"Perhaps it will be the same exciting music as the last one." She thought while the song was still buffering.

Liming Zi doesn't like dull songs. Despite her cute appearance, she is actually a little wildcat. She has yet to meet a man who can conquer her.

"Please, be happy." Li Mingzi huddled in the quilt, lying on her side on the bed, the sling on her collarbone kept sliding down, and her fair shoulders were like jade.

The song is loaded.

"My mother sat in front of the door and sang "Flowers and Youth"

Although it has been many years, I still remember her with tears

Those dark times, persistence and panic
My mother looked at me before leaving and said.

"

"No, it's not exciting at all." Liming Zi was extremely disappointed and prepared to close the interface.

The next song came from the phone.

"There is more to life than meets the eye
There are also poems and distant fields

You came into this world with bare hands
Desperate to find that sea.

"

Liming Zi's hand suddenly froze. She was about to click to exit, but her whole body suddenly froze.

"This..." Dawn Zi's breathing was a little heavy.

The singing continued, and her eyes were fixed on the few lines of lyrics. The sunlight just came in from the window and refracted on the screen of the mobile phone. A few lines of lyrics scrolled in the sunshine.

She slowly sat up and leaned back on the bed. Her whole body seemed to be relaxed, but her heart was very turbulent.

"This, this is so exciting! It's more exciting than any song I've ever heard!"

There was no one in the dormitory, so Liming Zi almost shouted these words.

"And it's a completely different kind of high. It's simply indescribable."

The song ended quickly, and Dawn Zi clicked to play it again.

The man singing in the video has his eyes closed, and his handsome face has acquired a new charm and the temperament of a mature man as he reaches middle age.

The singing is like the sound of nature, making Li Mingzi intoxicated.

Whether it was the lyrics, the melody, or the man singing, it pierced her heart like an arrow.

...an hour has passed since the video was sent.

Mai Zishan's reputation system has been updated.

There are four thousand more reputation points, and the overall reputation value has reached the 20,000 mark.

Mai Zishan turned on his phone, and there were countless red dots on his funny words.

If you look closely, you can see that it has 200,000 views and 20,000 likes.

This ratio of views to likes can be said to be extremely exaggerated.

According to the background data, the broadcast completion rate is fully 80%.

Mai Zishan felt that his throat was a little dry. This data was so gratifying. He was in the music industry and often analyzed data. He knew that such data could be said to be top-notch.

The number of fans of the account reaches 35,000.

For an account that has only published two videos, this can be said to be a meteoric rise.

Countless private messages were filled with compliments.

"My ears and my heart are going to explode!"

"Tell me the truth? Whose trumpet are you?"

"Why can these two songs have different styles but be so good at the same time?"

Chief Chef of Caizhou Restaurant: "Brother, don't say anything. I'll give you the little rocket."

Mai Zishan was stunned. Isn't this the person he told Little Rocket last time, but there was no trace of him?
Again?
Mai Zishan opened Houtian hesitantly and was stunned.

Three small rockets arrived in the background.

Two of them were given by Yang Di.

And the other one was indeed given by the chef of Caizhou Hotel.

"Okay, brother, you really gave it this time." Mai Zishan was a little surprised. He clicked on the homepage of the head chef of Caizhou Restaurant and found that there were many videos on this account.

When you click on it, you will see that they are all cooking videos, teaching how to make various dishes, as well as the daily life in the restaurant.

The person in the video did not show his face, and his voice sounded like that of a rather middle-aged man.

Mai Zishan has just entered middle age and can still be saved.

Being quite middle-aged means that he cannot be saved and is running towards the real old man.

In the video, the hotel looks quite simple, and the kitchen for cooking is relatively small.

It looks like a small roadside restaurant.

Mai Zishan sent him a private message.

"Brother, I can't have this little rocket like you. I see that you are having a hard time. Let's do this. You can leave a collection account and I will return the money to you." Mai Zishan sent a private message.

Middle-aged people like this must be older than younger. A small rocket can do a lot of things.

Mai Zishan is not a beautiful anchor, so she would feel uneasy if she accepted this money.

However, five minutes after I sent the private message, it was still unread.

It looks like the chef is busy.

Mai Zishan looked through other private messages. Most of them were compliments. Various people were praising her. When Mai Zishan saw these private messages, people were almost in a state of despair.

Moreover, he also browsed the comment section of the video.

It has just been an hour since the video was posted, and the barrage atmosphere in the comment area has not yet come out, and there are no hot comments yet.

However, the fans of the little pigtails disappeared without a trace.

Everything is moving in the right direction.

Mai Zishan turned off his cell phone, slowly tilted his head back, and leaned on the rotating chair.

What he didn't know was.

At this moment, this video is like a depth bomb, constantly entering Douyin's deep flow pool.

Push to countless mobile phones and countless users.

Views and likes flowed into his account like an ocean.

(End of this chapter)