Entertainment: Let you go on stage to sell miserably, and you go on stage to laugh

Chapter Thirty-Five: Don’t Talk Away, Your Own Man!

After hearing what the boss said.

Countless viewers in the live broadcast room couldn’t help but be stunned.

Ye Chen urged him to set up a stall every morning?

Aren’t you so tired at work?

When the reaction came, almost instantly, millions of viewers couldn’t hold back.

“Groove! I’m going to die laughing! ”

“Poof, hahaha, and this kind of operation, no wonder the boss’s eyes are full of resentment and grievances!”

“Back then, I was too tired from work, and I resigned to set up a stall, who knew that when I met Ye Chen, the old sixth, now I am even more tired from setting up a stall than going to work!”

“It’s worthy of Ye Laoliu, I took this operation!”

For the audience.

Originally, Ye Chen’s live broadcast was more relaxed and interesting, which naturally attracted their interest.

At this time, when they heard his old sixth’s behavior, everyone was even more directly strained.

I have seen the old sixth, but such an old sixth, they have seen it for the first time!

Let’s talk about Ye Chen.

He smiled a little embarrassed, looking a little embarrassed.

Ever since he first ate the pancakes from this roadside stall, he thought it tasted good and has been eating it here.

He even asked his boss for a call.

Sometimes the other party overslept and did not come out, and he would call to urge.

The boss didn’t say anything more.

After all, for a fixed booth like him, customers are cash cows, and what he just said is so casual.

Yet he didn’t know.

A casual sentence from himself, what a sensation it caused on the Internet.

As soon as the show started, it had more than five million online viewers.

After the official start of splitting the stream into five live rooms for each player.

These five million viewers have also successively gone to the live broadcast room of their idols to watch.

Among them, Ye Chen is definitely the hottest.

One person accounts for more than three million viewers!

The rest of Reba Xiaoyue Yue and them are an average of hundreds of thousands of viewers per person.

And the worst of these is not the morning rain.

His popularity has never been very good, relying on the support of those brain-dead fans.

This can be clearly seen from the live broadcast distribution.

The other guests, even the lowest, had more than half a million spectators.

He’s good, only more than 80,000 people are watching!

When she first learned about this, Hua Chenyu was a little puzzled.

“Why are there more than 80,000 people watching on my side, is the popularity of the show so low?”

“Forget it, no matter how much it is, I believe my charm will soon attract more fans to watch!”

With this in mind.

Hua Chenyu didn’t even eat and came directly to a piano.

Immediately, he said to the camera: “Dear fans, I have burst out of inspiration in the past two days and created a new song, and I originally planned to release an album in a few days, but after thinking about it, let’s give some benefits to the fans first!” ”

After that, he began to play the piano while continuing to introduce his new song.

“My new song, called “Cancer”, has not been completely composed, and now it is only a preliminary version, I hope you can like it.”

The photographer in charge of his photograph looked serious, his eyes fixed on the data.

In fact, since just now, the camera brother has been very impatient.

The reason is simple.

The other guests are tens of millions of viewers, and Hua Chenyu’s side is good, only 80,000 viewers!

Just a few people watched, so that he didn’t even have the motivation to shoot.

It’s just that because of Hua Chenyu’s face, I’m embarrassed to say it.

Listening to Hua Chenyu singing at this time, he immediately looked forward to it.

When you start singing, the audience in the live broadcast room should be able to increase a lot, right?

Soon, Hua Chenyu’s song sounded.

In front of everyone, he sang “Cancer”.

“Ah~~~”

“Abba Abba, Asra ~~~”

Hua Chenyu began to twitch constantly, playing the piano with her left hand, and scratching her hair with her right hand.

After shouting for more than ten seconds, the photographer’s face was completely dark.

The reason why it is called is because this Nima is not singing at all, but like a ghost.

The photographer had a blue face, and he couldn’t wait to smash the camera on the other party’s head.

Made!

Lao Tzu came to serve you early in the morning and came to shoot you hungry.

You’re good, not only don’t thank me, you’re still torturing people here!

It’s too much!

After singing for several more seconds.

The photographer couldn’t stand it at all, and hurriedly opened his mouth to dissuade him.

“Silly… Teacher Hua, stop singing! ”

“If you look at the data in the live broadcast room, the number of viewers is only 20,000!”

Silly Bi almost blurted out the word, but fortunately the reaction quickly took it back.

After Hua Chenyu heard that there were only 20,000 fans left, the whole person was stunned for a moment, and he was not in the mood to sing.

Hurriedly rushed forward to see what was going on.

It’s okay not to look at it.

At first sight, he was suddenly mad.

The original audience of more than 80,000, after he opened his mouth, only ran more than 20,000.

The few remaining viewers are either hopelessly brain-dead fans or purely watching the jokes.

Hua Chenyu snatched the mobile phone and wanted to see the reaction in the barrage.

The style of the live broadcast room is like this——

“Ahhhhhh

“Does it sound good? I’m also a fan of Hua Chenyu, but I think this song is a bit ugly…”

“Upstairs, expel you! Our family flowers don’t need fans like you who don’t know how to appreciate art! ”

“Made, what the hell is this guy calling!”

“Big brother, don’t open your mouth, your own people!”

“Shouldn’t it be an evil spirit, or should you find a master to take a look?”

“You have fallen for evil, your whole family has fallen for evil!”

“You are not allowed to speak ill of my family’s flowers.”

“Lean, Lao Tzu doesn’t watch it, what a few things to sing!”

“Otherwise, let’s go to Ye Chen’s live broadcast room together, I heard that he is the sixth old man again, and the thief is interesting.”

“It’s really fake, I still like Ye Laoliu’s, go over there and take a look!”

…

A dense barrage appeared in front of you.

Obviously, except for a very small number of brain-dead fans, most people laughed.

This is singing, saying that it is doing the same thing!

However.

The barrage that scolded him for singing ugly was all ignored by him.

Hua Chenyu only had the last two barrages in her eyes.