The anchor has a concert

That evening, he received a call, rushed to the auto repair shop, and drove the pickup with the aluminum alloy movable awning installed back to the community.

It happened that Qin Xiaoqian, who was wearing a nightgown and slippers, was slacking off, and came over with a half bottle of soda to call him for dinner.

He unceremoniously snatched her soda, took out the straw and drank it all in one gulp, then returned the empty bottle.

Ignoring her white eyes, Pan An took out his mobile phone: "The last time I downloaded the broadcast, I made an appointment to start the broadcast today. Let's start the broadcast first, and don't wait for Uncle Qin to get me drunk with the farewell wine and forget about it."

While speaking, he changed the new title in the background: The large-scale empire travel music creation program "I Pick Up Stories in the World" is officially launched!The first stop, the host is originally from Zongyang Mansion!

Qin Xiaoqian came over and saw the number of followers in Pan An's live broadcast room, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Oh, there is something! Two million followers, 680 eight VIP fans, no wonder you dare to choose your own job as an anchor, and you have been playing in college. What about the live broadcast?"

"No, just live broadcast for about two hours on the day of the graduation ceremony!"

Qin Xiaoqian had a look of disbelief: "Where are you coaxing ghosts? Over two hours, [-] followers, nearly [-] VIP fans?"

In the past few days, Pan An taught her a lot about the live broadcast.

For example, the grasp of the sense of the camera, the order of selection of barrage communication, and the understanding of paid gifts.

Qin Xiaoqian is a dignified college girl, of course she is not convinced to be taught to be a man by a stinky brother in college, and she secretly studies it alone when she has nothing to do.

The two of them hadn't argued a few words before the live broadcast room was flooded with more than a hundred viewers. The gradually increasing number of free gifts such as floating screens and flowers made Qin Xiaoqian feel guilty.

"Long time no see, anchor, what have you been up to lately!"

"It can be regarded as waiting for the anchor to start broadcasting. I clicked on your live broadcast room dozens of times today!"

"Anchor, I have sent all my VIP flowers here for the past few days. Sending flowers on a black screen is the most sincere, thank me quickly..."

Seeing that everyone was very concerned, Pan An switched the camera to the pickup truck: "Thank you for your small gifts and concern. Recently, I have been busy preparing the necessary supplies for the Empire State Tour. The car has just been refitted and I just drove back."

"Anchor, does the show officially start tomorrow?"

Pan An smiled and said: "It's not tomorrow, it's already started now! The viewers who came to the live broadcast room earlier last time should remember Uncle Qin, right? The first stop of my show, Zongyangfu station, will be based on a piece he made 17 years ago. Things are creative prototypes.”

On the side, Qin Xiaoqian was suddenly a little confused!

But in this short period of time, the number of online viewers in Pan An's live broadcast room has changed from more than 100 to more than [-], and the number is still rising rapidly. She was afraid that things would go bad if she rashly inquired about the situation, so she dared not speak up.

After entering the door, Pan An first introduced the two elderly people directly through the camera. He wanted to introduce Qin Xiaoqian together, but he waved his hands and refused, so he had no choice but to give up.

Pointing the camera at Uncle Qin, he told the story to the 60-plus viewers in the live broadcast room: "This old man used to be amazing, the winner of the Gold Royal Ranger Medal, and he is eligible to be invited to participate in the event after he is [-] years old. The military parade. However, I guess the old man doesn't even know now that he once killed our two-year-old dream of going to the world with a sword."

"What killed you two years old to go to the end of the world with a sword?" Uncle Qin asked from afar.

"Uncle Qin, let me tell you the truth. Back then, every time I carried food and drink on my back, I didn't ask you to listen to stories. I wanted to leave the community and go to the world with my sword!" Pan An said with a smile.

Uncle Qin looked disgusted: "Pull it down, may I know that you want to sneak out of the community to play outside? I can let you go out alone? You still have a sword to go to the end of the world, you don't even have a sword!"

In the live broadcast room, there were countless floating screens!

"The old man's eyes are like torches!"

"The old man's expression is so cute!"

"Anchor, your uncle will always be your uncle!"

Qin Xiaoqian, who had been hiding out of the camera, was secretly relieved when she saw these bullet screens.

At this time, Pan An, who seemed to be defeated, opened up a new topic: "You may not know that when I was four years old, I was almost taken away from my home by gangsters. It was Uncle Qin who saved me..."

Uncle Qin waved his hands again and again, and went into the kitchen: "Hey, what happened for more than ten years, what are you talking about? Sit down, you two, ready to eat!"

Pan An followed him in, and while helping to serve the dishes, he persuaded Uncle Qin: "Master, tell me about what happened back then. I'm curious how you heard me calling for help. At that time, I was wrapped in a quilt by a gangster. What happened outside?" I didn’t know, so I seized the opportunity and shouted for help twice, but was left behind by the gangsters.”

Uncle Qin was a little embarrassed: "Do you have to say it?"

Qin Xiaoqian was dubious at first, thinking that the story was made up by Pan An to create the effect of the show, but as soon as her father spoke, she knew it couldn't be fake: "Dad, why don't I know about this?"

Pan An explained: "I asked Uncle Qin to keep quiet so that my grandma wouldn't blame herself. This is a secret between us men."

Qin Xiaoqian rolled his eyes at him, turned to Uncle Qin and said, "Dad, tell me, what's going on?"

"I remember that it was very cold at that time, it seemed that it had snowed for a few days, and people huddled under the quilt and didn't want to relieve themselves. I heard someone shouting in a daze, but I didn't hear it clearly. It took me a while to hear the second sound After half-guessing and saying "Help", he woke up completely, hurriedly rushed into the biting cold wind and snow, followed the messy squeaks for a while... Seeing that the situation was wrong, the man pulled Xiao An was lost. That's all."

Qin Xiaoqian asked: "What happened afterwards? The gangster ran away?"

"I ran away and got into the nearby Quanshan Forest Park. I didn't dare to chase for a long time. The main reason was that I couldn't worry about Xiaoan. I told him to wait under the street lamp wrapped in a quilt, but he just walked behind with his small arms and legs and bare feet. Yelling, as if calling out how many people to catch the gangster together, can I not feel sorry for him in the winter and snow?"

Pan An defended himself: "In that case, how could I run home or stay where I am? If something happens to you, Uncle Qin, will the world lose a good person soon? You saved me, and I will protect you." Hello! Although I was young at that time, I can use my brain..."

Chapter 011

Pan An's few words filled the live broadcast room with bullet screens.

"Oh, the anchor was a little witty ghost when he was young, so he's a little bit older, and he can actually bluff!"

"At the age of four, I knew how to play and act to scare the gangsters. Is this a monster?"

"I hope that gangster doesn't know the truth! Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing!"

"Don't be funny, the anchor must have been scared to death during the live broadcast, so how dare you leave Uncle Qin as an acquaintance?"

"I also think I must have been frightened, afraid that Uncle Qin will go far away!"

"Just ask you four-year-olds, what else can you do besides cry when you encounter this kind of thing?"

Seeing that the bullet screens were arguing with each other, Pan An observed for a while, and saw that everyone was in good hands, so he didn't intend to end the game, and let them make a fuss.

At this time, Qin Xiaoqian said: "It shouldn't be, Aunt Shi is so important, Xiao An, did you realize that he was taken away with the bedding? I remember that Xiao An slept in separate beds after he was six years old, right?"

Uncle Qin explained from left to right: "Sister Shi has something to go to Dajiang City for a few days..."

Then hurriedly urged: "Move your chopsticks, move your chopsticks, eat them all! Come on, Xiaoan accompany me to have a drink, tomorrow you will tour the empire, and the uncle will give you two a good time!"

Unexpectedly, Pan An's heart was like a mirror, and he explained to Qin Xiaoqian: "That time my grandma went to Dajiang City for three days, and I thought, my half-sister should be born."

Qin Xiaoqian immediately remembered this matter, and changed the subject with a guilty conscience: "Xiao An, didn't you say that you want to create music based on what happened to my dad back then? How about it, do you have any clues?"

"Yes! I remember part of it myself, and with the simplified description of Uncle Qin just now, the part of the lyrics is almost the same. It depends on how to refine it. As for the composition, maybe after I finish drinking this cup, I will have inspiration !"

Qin Xiaoqian saw that he was so casual, so she couldn't help preaching: "Can you be more serious? Thousands of people will watch in the live broadcast room, and when the time comes to make a messy song, you won't be afraid of losing fans?"

Pan An clinked glasses with Uncle Qin, and took a sip of Fenjiu: "Sister Xiaoqian, don't worry, Pan An's product must be a high-quality product! If you don't believe me, go to pop music a and search for my name."

"Have you uploaded the song already?"

With some skepticism, Qin Xiaoqian held the chopsticks in one hand and took out her mobile phone. With one hand, she quickly searched for the songs under Pan An's name on the popular music list, and she couldn't help being dumbfounded.