Entertainment: A little bird at the beginning

Chapter 190 Mosquito Live Broadcast
Lu Xingyu had broadcast live before.

At that time, it was to complete a task, and then sang "Someone Like Me".

But Zhao Wen hadn't broadcast live before this, but he watched Lu Xingyu's live broadcast last time, so when he was sitting in front of the camera, he was still a little nervous.

This kind of nervousness is completely different from Lu Xingyu's. Lu Xingyu himself used to be an online singer, but when he sang, he didn't broadcast it live, but he could easily accept it.

The main reason for his nervousness was that in this world, he had never had such a manager, and it was his first attempt.

But for Zhao Wen, this is the most important meeting in his life, and it is also what he needs to face in the next time.

Before that, he stood on the stage, he stood off the stage, he sang songs, and the audience off the stage cheered.

Now, he can only do it through live broadcast. He is not sad or regretful, but he just feels that he doesn't know what to do, whether to say hello or sing.

or something else.
Zhao Wen was very nervous, so when he looked at the camera, he didn't speak.

In fact, there was no camera anywhere, but Zhao Wen was so nervous that he forgot about this issue, and he sat there feeling unconcealably nervous.

Lu Xingyu patted him on the shoulder, and then said, "Take out your phone and use it, just use your Douyin account."

Although Zhao Wen debuted not long ago, because of the previous songs, he was really popular, whether it was because of the TV series or the game, anyway, the singer Zhao Wen is really very popular.

Naturally, there are a lot of fans, whether it is on Weibo or Douyin. However, the fans at that time were extremely excited, and the current fans may have gone away.

Because from which point of view, even if Zhao Wen was once very popular, since he disappeared from the public except for the car accident, all these fights disappeared.

Maybe some people suddenly thought of it, and then checked the news, but there was no such person.

But more people simply choose to forget. No matter what the reason is, it is difficult to remember a person who has sung for a long time.

However, this does not mean that no one likes Zhao Wen, nor does it mean that no one likes Zhao Wen's songs.

In fact, Zhao Wen's large number of fans can, in fact, prove one thing, that is, Zhao Wen was really popular before, and tonight he temporarily broadcasted live without the slightest warning. How many people are watching.

Zhao Wen nervously turned on Douyin on his mobile phone, and clicked to play.

Before that, Lu Xingyu took a look at Zhao Wen's fans. Even if the number of fans has declined these days, there are currently about 200 million fans. This is a huge fan base, much higher than Lu Xingyu's fans. After all, Lu Xingyu's own fans Mainly and focus on college students.

But Zhao Wen's fans are not the same, they come from all over the country, whether they are watching TV or playing games, they may become his fans.

The moment the live broadcast was turned on, Zhao Wen was so nervous that he couldn't speak.

Ling Xiaoxiao, who was next to him, looked at the live broadcast room and said, "It seems that someone is here."

Yes, one person did come, and then a second came, and then a third, and a fourth.

The speed of people coming was getting faster and faster, and there were more and more people in the live broadcast room, and countless people were talking about it, and all kinds of news kept coming.

"What's the situation, Mosquito is broadcasting live?"

"It's been almost half a year, and there is no news about the mosquito. Is the mosquito you? We all miss you so much."

"Has something happened to you recently? Tell us all, some people say you were in a car accident. It's true. Are you feeling better now?"

"I'm so happy and excited, is the mosquito really you? We all miss you so much, why did you just disappear in front of us?"

"I'm so excited, I really didn't expect Mosquito to broadcast live. I thought the Douyin I was following was a fake Douyin. There was no news and no live broadcast. Today I suddenly felt it was worth it."

"It was almost canceled, but fortunately you are back, then I tell you, I will never leave again, I like your songs, I hope you can continue to sing."

"Yes, we all like your songs, like your voice, and hope you can keep singing."

"Mosquito, Brother Wen, is it really you?"

"My God, am I dreaming? When I was in self-study, I suddenly received a message saying that mosquitoes were live broadcasting. Is this true?"

"Similarly, I was still on the list, but the moment I saw the news, I had already forgotten all of this."

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Looking at this scene, Zhao Wen couldn't help but his eyes became hot, and his eyes were instantly red with tears streaming down his face.

For so long, I thought you all had left me, but I didn't expect that you were all still here.

This is Zhao Wen's most sincere thought. When he watched the countless discussions in the live broadcast room, almost all of them were asking about his own situation, or whether he liked his songs or his voice.

No matter what the reason was, seeing those fans who popped up out of nowhere, many, many fans, his mood was really difficult to control and he shed tears.

There was no way, he really didn't have the courage to face this before.

Now, he was about to face all this. The camera in his phone was always shooting at the table. At this moment, he was going to turn the camera to himself.

But he looked back at Lu Xingyu, and then at Ling Xiaoxiao, feeling nervous, not knowing how to make a choice.

Lu Xingyu patted him on the shoulder lightly and said, "Bring them your latest good song."

Ling Xiaoxiao walked over and said with a smile: "Everything is over, let's welcome your new future."

The new future, the four words kept flashing in Zhao Wen's mind. After thinking for a long time, his eyes subconsciously looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

"What about the anchor, is it really a mosquito? This is the number of the mosquito, come out."

"Why does this place feel familiar to me? Has Mosquito broadcast live before?"

"No, it's just that I want to know, why didn't Mosquito speak during the live broadcast? Could it be that his family is using the live broadcast to say his last words to us."

"So sad, so sad, wow"

"I can't stand it. I want to cry. I don't know why. Mosquito, is it you? If it's you, please come out."

"We are all waiting for your appearance, we are all singing for us, looking forward to you."

"Mosquito, where are you, come out."

Zhao Wen looked at those comments and the news that was still being refreshed, his expression became more serious, and then he chose to turn without hesitation.

In an instant, the camera fell on his face.

The live broadcast room erupted in an instant, and countless fans were overwhelmed with excitement at this moment.

They expressed the most authentic thoughts in their hearts with the fastest speed, and also expressed their love for Zhao Wen in their most authentic state.

Countless rewards came overwhelmingly, but most of them were still various inner thoughts expressed by countless people in the comment area.

(End of this chapter)