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Since it was a new song, Hu Xuanmao had to accompany himself.

Fortunately, he had learned the guitar before, so it was suitable for him to play the guitar.

After adjusting the guitar, Hu Xuanmao slowly calmed down and put his mind into the tune.

A crisp but sad tune was transmitted to the ears of every viewer in the live broadcast room through the headset.

"The host can actually play the guitar, not bad!”

"You can obviously rely on your face to make a living, but you have to rely on your talent. Sigh!”

"Ditto."

“……”

The melody really did have some flavor to it. Feng Timo looked at the handsome man in the video in surprise.

The deep feeling of being immersed in the song instantly attracted her.

He should be able to sing very well next! Feng Timo's curiosity was piqued.

It was empty and quiet, without any noise!

This was Hu Xuanmao's current feeling. He didn't know if it was because of the system, but he felt that he had already sunk into the artistic conception of the song.

The live broadcast room, the audience, all of them were abandoned by him, and he was completely immersed in his singing.

Lessonone!

"What the hell? Wasn't this the listening comprehension from the English textbook?”

“lessonone? Are you kidding me?"

"What the hell is this strange pronunciation?”

“……”

It all started with that English book

The LiLei in the book

the girl beside

His name is Han Meimei

……

……

Hu Xuanmao's voice was crisp with a hint of hoarseness. Coupled with the tune played by the guitar, it produced a unique sound.

Li Lei and Han Meimei's song was a sentimental song with a little sadness and memories. The familiar characters in the lyrics could easily bring back memories of many people.

The deep voice, hoarse tone, and the emotional devotion made the song echo in the hearts of the audience in every live broadcast room.

No one went to spamming the bullet screen like crazy. They were all quietly listening to this touching song, unwilling to ruin the moment of memory.

……

Just like the little beauty we had back then

He will never grow old

In my heart, I won't fly away

……

With the final mediation, Hu Xuanmao also broke away from his singing mood.

He put down his guitar and looked at his live stream.

Heavens!

The bullet comments seemed to have awakened. One after another, they filled the entire screen in an instant.

"You sang really well.”

"How sad! What was the content of the song? I feel like crying."

"The ones who can really feel the meaning of this song are definitely those who are born in the 80s.”

"That's right, that's right. Li Lei and Han Meimei! A character from an old English book! How nostalgic."

"So sad, thinking of my young self.”

"Tears run, we can't go back anymore. I just think of those youthful years.”

"I wonder how Miss Gao is doing. She used to be such an intellectual mature woman!”

“……”

When a new song could move a group of people, it was enough to prove the excellence of the song and the background of the singer.

Hu Xuanmao's singing was indeed successful. At least, most of the nearly 10,000 viewers in the live broadcast room were infected by this emotion, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room continued to increase.

"I wrote this song while feeling emotional. Do you still remember the characters in the English books? Do you still remember their stories?”

“LiLei、HanMeime、Lucy、UncleWang……”

"This song is dedicated to you, but it is also dedicated to our past, which may have been beautiful or sad.”

" It's also dedicated to my past self," Hu Xuanmao added in his heart.

"Let's do it again, let's do it again."

"That's right, that's right."

"Let's do it again."

"Again."

“……”

The audience's bullet comments flooded the screen again. Surprisingly, they were all asking him to sing again.

Hu Xuanmao didn't refuse and started playing the guitar again.

This time, some of the audience members learned their lesson and began recording. Anyway, this song was so good that he would have a chance to listen to it slowly after recording it.

One song, one story. This was the story of Li Lei and Han Meimei.

At this moment, a rocket suddenly appeared at the top of the screen and slowly flew past.

"Wow! A tycoon has appeared."

"F * ck, he's a tycoon!"

"A rocket. The tycoon is here.”

"Rocket!"

Hu Xuanmao glanced at it. The ID of the viewer who sent the rocket was Mr. Qian who loves to play games.

A rocket cost 500RMB. Although it was a little less than the brainless gifts from tycoons like YY, it was definitely a great motivation for most of Douyu's loser streamers.

Another point was that if one farmed a rocket, it would be displayed in all of Douyu's room channels. As long as one clicked on the name on the rocket, they would be able to jump to this live broadcast room.

It was equivalent to a full-screen advertisement for free.

As expected, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room increased by hundreds in just a few seconds.

Hu Xuanmao sang even harder, not to mention his desire to perform. The more people there were, the more excited Hu Xuanmao became.

"Thank you, President Qian, for your rocket.”Hu Xuanmao quickly expressed his gratitude after the song ended.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, another rocket floated across his room.

Feng Timo gifted a rocket to Teacher Hu

Whoosh!

If it had been explosive just now, it was crazy now.

Countless bullet comments instantly covered the entire live broadcast room, densely packed.

“666666”

"Ah! Teemo sent a rocket!"

"Could it be that Streamer Timo was moved by Teacher Hu's singing and wants to devote himself to her?”

" Supporting Teacher Little Hu!"

"Stand up, Feng Timo."

"Feng Timo!"

"Feng Timo!"

“……”

After blocking the bullet comments, Hu Xuanmao opened Feng Timo's live broadcast room.

Feng Timo's live stream interface was still showing the screen of him refilling his account with his money. It was obvious that he was charging the money from the rocket just now.

"Teacher Little Hu's army has arrived."

"Ward rounds!"

"Teacher Hu is making ward rounds."

“……”

Even if Hu Xuanmao was beaten to death, Feng Timo would not have given him a rocket!

Am I dreaming?

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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