Chapter 11 (1/2)

The patterns above are all ID's one by one. The speed is getting slower and slower. Finally, it stops completely on an ID named ”Wang Meili, I'm gone.”.

Gong Beibei said with a smile: ”congratulations to the friend whose name is Wang Meili. I've got a lucky spot. Next, I'll connect with him!” Gong Nan and Nan finished and ordered Lian Mai by hand.

After beep, beep, beep, beep, three sounds, the live video is divided into two parts. On the left is the north and south of the palace, but on the right is pitch black.

Gong Nan Nan approached his mobile phone and said, ”my friend, can you hear me?”

”...”

the picture is still dark, and there is no sound. Gong Nan Nan looks up to see the sky. Now it's noon. It's bright outside. Why is it so dark? Is it blocking the camera?

”Can you hear me, my friend?”

Palace North and south again asked, this time the other side gave him a response, a hoarse incomparable male voice sounded.

”Yes”

when Gong Beibei heard the other party's reply, he also breathed a sigh of relief. The atmosphere just now was a little embarrassing. Gong Beibei coughed gently and then said with a smile: ”yes, my live studio is holding an activity. I believe you should also have some understanding. Specifically, you can specify a theme for me to write a song, or you can To tell you about your experience, I wrote a song for this experience ”

”... ”

Gong Beibei finished, but the other side was silent again. After he called the other party two or three times in a row, the other party's voice sounded again.

”Can I tell you a story?”

What's the development of Gong Nan Xin Dao? Why doesn't the big brother play according to the routine? He didn't sing for him, but he wanted to give himself a story.

The barrage is also dominating the screen again.

”Who has the time to listen to your story! Let my husband sing

”That is, who loves to hear your stories!”

”I don't know how to cherish such a good opportunity. If the quota is given to me, I will let Lao Gong write a song for me and my girlfriend!”

Gong Beibei also noticed the unfriendliness on the barrage, and said, ”don't worry, my friends. This gentleman should want me to write a song for this story. Please be quiet for a while, and listen to this gentleman tell the story.”

with the words of Gong Nanbei, the bullet screen in the live broadcasting room was reduced by half, and the man's hoarse voice rang again Get up.

”The story may be a bit old-fashioned. In a small city, boys and girls grew up together from childhood. Boys once thought that maybe they could go on like this until they get old”

”the boy's academic performance is very good. After the college entrance examination, his score is enough for him to go abroad to go to school, but the girl's score is relatively average. The girl asks him to stay in China, so it's not easy So the two of them can be together, for the so-called happiness, the boy agreed ”

” they came to the capital to study at university together, because they are from small cities, their families are more difficult, their clothes are very shabby, and they are often ridiculed by others. Boys work hard and earn money! He wants to buy the most beautiful clothes for the girl! He is not afraid of being ridiculed by others, but he can't see anyone saying that girls are not good! ”

When a man talks about this, his voice changes and sounds choked. Even Gong Nan Nan can recognize the emotion in his voice.

Bullet screen has all disappeared, we all quietly listen to the black screen on the right, the man's hoarse voice.

”The girl is beautiful. It didn't take long for the boy to make money for her to become a class flower. Some people began to pursue her, including some handsome young men. The girl was a country girl. When did she see this kind of scene? Therefore, in her first year of sophomore, she proposed to separate hands”