Don't Speak, We're One Side!
After hearing what the boss said.
Countless viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned.
Ye Chen urged him to set up a stall every morning?
He wasn't even this tired at work?
When they finally reacted, almost instantly, the millions of viewers could no longer hold it in.
"F * ck! I'm dying of laughter!"
"Pfft, hahaha, there's such a thing. No wonder the shop owner's eyes are filled with resentment and grievance!”
"Back then, I felt that working was too tiring, so I quit my job to set up a stall. Who knew that I would meet Sixth Brother Ye Chen? Now, setting up a stall is even more tiring than working!”
"As expected of Old Sixth Ye. I'm impressed by his operation!”
To the audience.
Originally, Ye Chen's livestream was more relaxed and interesting, so it naturally attracted their interest.
At this moment, when they heard his Sixth Brother's actions, everyone could not hold it in anymore.
They had seen Sixth Brother before, but this was the first time they had seen someone like Sixth Brother!
As for Jordan.
He smiled in embarrassment.
Ever since he had eaten the pancakes from this roadside stall for the first time, he felt that the taste was very good and had been eating here.
He even asked his boss for his phone number.
Sometimes, when the other party overslept and didn't set up a stall, he would even call to rush them.
The boss didn't say anything else.
After all, for a fixed stall like his, the customers were the money trees. What he said just now was just a casual remark.
However, he did not know.
Just how much of a sensation had his casual words caused on the Internet?
The show had just started broadcasting and had more than five million online viewers.
After officially splitting each contestant into five live broadcast rooms.
These five million viewers also went to their idol's live broadcast room to watch.
Among them, Jordan was definitely the most popular.
He alone had taken up more than three million viewers!
The remaining Reba Yueyue and the others had hundreds of thousands of viewers each.
Hua Chenyu wasn't the most miserable one.
He had never been very popular with the people, and he was only supported by his brainless fans.
This could be seen clearly from the streaming.
The other guests, even the lowest, had more than 500,000 viewers.
But he only had 80,000 people watching!
When she first learned about this, Hua Chenyu was a little confused.
"Why are there only 80,000 people watching on my side? Is the popularity of the show so low?”
"Forget it, I don't care. I believe that my charm will soon attract more fans to watch!”
With this thought in mind.
Hua Chenyu didn't even eat and went straight to a piano.
Then, he said to the camera," Dear fans, I've been inspired these two days and composed a new song. I originally planned to release an album in a few days, but after thinking about it, I'd better give my fans some benefits first!”
After saying that, he began to play the piano and continued to introduce his new song.
"This new song of mine is called 'Cancer'. I haven't finished writing it yet, so I'm only performing the advance version. I hope everyone will like it.”
The cameraman in charge of taking pictures of him had a serious expression on his face as he stared at the data.
Actually, the cameraman had been very impatient since the beginning.
The reason was simple.
The other guests had millions of viewers, but Hua Chenyu only had 80,000 viewers!
With just a few people watching, he didn't even have the motivation to film.
However, due to Hua Chenyu, he was too embarrassed to say it.
When he heard that Hua Chenyu was going to sing, he immediately looked forward to it.
When the concert started, the audience in the live broadcast room should increase by quite a bit, right?
Very soon, Hua Chenyu's voice rang out.
In front of everyone, she sang " Cancer."
"Ah ~~~"
"Abba, Abba, Asra ~~~"
Hua Chenyu began to twitch. Her left hand was playing the piano while her right hand was scratching her hair.
After shouting for more than ten seconds, the photographer's face had completely darkened.
The reason why it was called 'called' was because it was not singing at all. It was like a ghost had possessed him.
The cameraman's face was livid, and he wished he could smash the camera on the other party's head.
Damn it!
I came over early in the morning to take care of you. I came to film you on an empty stomach.
Not only did you not thank me, but you're also torturing me!
This was too much!
After singing for a few more seconds.
The cameraman couldn't take it anymore and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.
"Teacher Silly Flower, stop singing!"
"Take a look at the data in the live broadcast room. There are only 20,000 viewers left!”
He almost blurted out the word " idiot ", but fortunately, he reacted quickly and retracted it.
When Hua Chenyu heard that there were only 20,000 fans left, she was stunned for a moment and was no longer in the mood to continue singing.
He hurried forward to see what was going on.
It would be better if he didn't look.
When he saw it, he was instantly furious.
There were originally more than 80,000 viewers, but after he spoke, only 20,000 were left.
The remaining audience members were either hopeless die-hard fans or were just here to watch the joke.
Hua Chenyu snatched the phone away, wanting to see the reaction in the comments.
The style of the live broadcast room was like this-
"Ahhhh, it's so good. Huahua is so talented!”
"Is it nice? I'm also a fan of Hua Chenyu, but I feel that this song is a little ugly."
"Previous poster, I'll expel you as a fan! Our Huahua doesn't need fans like you who don't know how to appreciate art!”
"D * mn, what the hell is this guy screaming about!”
"Big Brother, don't speak. We're on the same side!”
"Could it be that he's possessed? Why don't we find a master to take a look?”
"You're the one who's possessed. Your entire family is possessed!”
"Don't you dare speak ill of my Huahua.”
"F * ck, I don't want to watch anymore. What kind of song is that!”
"Why don't we go to Ye Chen's live-stream together? I heard that he's become the sixth brother again. It's very interesting.”
"Really? I quite like Old Sixth Ye. Let's go over there and take a look!”
...
A dense barrage of comments appeared in front of him.
Obviously, other than a small number of brainless fans, most people were laughing.
How was this singing? It was more like practicing!
However…
He ignored all the comments that scolded him for his terrible singing.
Hua Chenyu only saw the last two comments.
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