The days of women's clothing at station b

The suspicious comment was instantly submerged in many concerns, and when Xin Yan checked the comment, she could only see popular comments that were liked.

Xin Yan replied to a few familiar fans, explaining that the post on Weibo had nothing to do with Xiao Wei'an, then conveniently closed Weibo, logged into Station B and entered the backstage interface, and looked at the words to start the live broadcast, slightly dazed.

The night came quickly, and Xiao Wei'an hadn't been able to wait for the message. Xin Yan, who was anxious at the beginning, gradually became calm, and even her eyes looking at the computer became blurred.

Do you want to broadcast live?This is what was tangled in his mind.

For the live broadcast, he can only go abroad in men's clothing, showing his original self.With his face turned to the sky and his voice changer turned off, it was very unfriendly to his fans who were fans of women's clothing. He hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't make a decision.

How can there be financial resources if there is no live broadcast!

The noble blood family finally surrendered in front of money.

Xin Yan turned on the computer in a flash, put on the earphones, fiddled with the computer for a while, turned on the beauty face and adjusted it slightly, and brought a beard special effect by the way, everything was ready, and the live broadcast started!

"Hi everyone, I'm Xiaoyan xy."

Because the live broadcast was interrupted, the fans who loved the new and hated the old did not find out that he had opened the live broadcast immediately. Only a few fans squatted in the live broadcast room, and each turned off their voices to busy with real affairs. There were only solitary audiences with less than double digits, and he was half-hearted after saying hello.

Xin Yan refreshed the desktop nervously, looked uncertainly to see if she was connected to the normal headphones with mics, and then checked to see if the bgm was playing normally, everything was normal, the abnormal one was the silent live broadcast room.

He just didn't update for a day, and he faded out of everyone's sight for a day, so everyone doesn't like him anymore?

Chengkong Continent Xiaoniaofei: Huh?who are you?

Chengkong Continent Xiaoniaofei: Wait!etc!My goddess?

Puff eat:? ? ?Menswear goddess?

Two or three spectators emerged from the water, watched the handsome boy in the screen unsurely send out barrage, and then rushed to the fan group in a bluff, and sent out the screenshot of the live broadcast.

Puchi: Brothers, is this the goddess of men's clothing?

Sixi Muru: Wow, where did you find it, I feel like a goddess.

Ji Renhui: Huh? Where is @打更人?Come out and verify whether this is a goddess.

The big thing was killed by me: Fuck, Fuck, Goddess is on the air!

Watchman: Yes, yes, this is a goddess.

Watcher: Is Goddess on the air?In men's clothing?OMG I'm going to check it out.

The group was very lively, with thousands of people saying one sentence, the chat history immediately exploded to 99, and a group of people immediately parachuted into Xin Yan's live broadcast room.

Xin Yan, who was staring at the few barrages in a daze, could see the throbbing numbers of people just by looking up, but his mind was completely immersed in his state of falling fans, and even the frantically scrolling barrages were overwhelmed by him. Ignore it.

Mingyue Weiliang: What's the matter? Goddess, why are you in a daze.

Huachuan Tingyumian: Oh my God, the goddess is so beautiful, what should I do, I always thought the goddess' hair was a wig, but it turned out to be real hair, and it's so long.

Go to the palace to drink alone: ​​Goddess Goddess, don't be in a daze, talk quickly.

Shaotian's girlfriend Butang: It's useless for you to call it that!Look at me!

Shaotian's girlfriend Butang presents 666x6

Shaotian's girlfriend Butang feeds spicy sticks x99

Orange gift 233x1

Lin Yuan does not envy fish as a gift 233x9

Waves of gifts finally brought the dull-eyed anchor back to his senses. When he looked at the barrage with almond eyes, he was a little puzzled, and he tilted his head in doubt, instantly capturing the hearts of the female fans in the live broadcast room.

"You...you are all here."

When Xin Yan said these words, there was joy and a trace of grievance in his tone that he didn't realize.

When did he show this pitiful look in the live broadcast room?Even the old fan who followed Xin Yan from the beginning, she had never seen her before, and she was even more shocked.

Watcher: What happened to the goddess?We are always there.

Wei Qiao, don't make trouble: Goddess is touching her head, is it related to that Weibo post?Did the local tyrant bully you, we will help you out, let’s go to the local tyrant’s Weibo together, don’t be sad.

Mu Luo: What's the matter with Emma, ​​the goddess of men's clothing is softer than the goddess of women's clothing, I have a bold idea, I don't know if I should say it or not.

Xia Ye: High-profile contract for this tilted head!

The bitterness in Xin Yan's mouth disappeared in an instant, and the various bullet screens seemed to have a huge magical power, which quickly healed the loss at the beginning, and the whole person became lively.

Xin Yan showed a smile, and moved the microphone to her mouth, "Well, I'm in someone else's house now, and I may live here in the near future. I don't bring much equipment for live broadcasting, right, right, I didn't bring the microphone, so this is The earphones that were given when I bought the computer are used temporarily."

Mrs. Fairy Goose: Goddess Goddess, meh chirp.

Xin Yan smiled and clicked on the Kumao music box, and scrolled the mouse wheel with her fingers meaninglessly. The song list kept sliding down under his operation, "Memojiu, what do you want to hear?"

Xiaoyu: I want to listen to the set of horse poles.

Xun Yi Yan Rao Ji: Then I will order Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

Ah Jiong: Wow, where did the two monsters upstairs come from? Goddesses, don’t listen to them. I want to listen to Dalabang.

The bottle is open and poured into the big chrysanthemum: What's wrong with your painting style today?The goddess is a delicate and fragile little shou, how can she sing such an unrestrained song?

The bottle is open and poured into the big chrysanthemum: a play of singing and drawing silk.

Xin Yanxiao looked at the chaotic barrage of songs, and finally chose a more soothing song. At the beginning of the prelude, he looked at the scrolling barrage and said apologetically: "I'm sorry everyone, yesterday because of When I just came here, there was no live broadcast, and I didn’t notify everyone at the first time, so I kept you waiting all night. When the broadcast started today, there were usually less than 100 people in the live broadcast room, but today there were less than 10 people. This is the first time I have appeared in the live broadcast room in men's clothing, I was afraid that you would not like it, so I delayed it for a while..."

The prelude had already ended, and the first line of the song began to roll, but he didn't hum along with it, because the barrage was swiping the screen, which made him almost laugh out loud, and the atmosphere he managed to maintain was in vain.

Old Popsicle of Wuyang: Goddess, you think too much, but the group is actually driving, and everyone went to see you and the rich man's luxury car.

Don't do it to death: Because the local tyrant angered the goddess, the writers in the group wrote the local tyrant as a shou, the goddess is happy, right?

dinanmei: Because the local tyrants offended the goddess, the writers in the group wrote the local tyrants as shou, the goddess is happy, right?

Mu Chen: Because the local tyrants offended the goddess, the writers in the group wrote the local tyrants as shou, the goddess is happy, right?

Xin Yan rolled her eyes with a smile, and the fingers holding the mouse loosened because of his smile, and the mouse was left alone on the table, "Do you mean my Weibo post when you say angry? I'm not angry because of Xiao Wei'an, It’s because of other things that have nothing to do with him, so please don’t write nonsense, even though it makes me feel good hahaha.”

"Hey! That's not right, what do you mean by writing Xiao Wei'an as a shou? Do you think I'm a hard-fought shou? I'm very offensive!"

Xin Yan hummed angrily and turned her attention to the lyrics. After singing along to the tune, she couldn't hold back her gaze, and was attracted by the barrage again.

Gan Party Devil King Jiuchen: Isn't it too bold to attack in women's clothing?

Song Yin Jian Jia: The size of the car in the group is so big, shy.

"Pfft, that's enough of you guys. I'm wasting my time on one song. Hurry up and sing. This time, sing according to the order of the songs. If you don't know how to sing, I can learn from the original singer and sing for you."

Xin Yan stretched out his hand to hold the mouse again, the song had come to an end, he ignored the continuing accompaniment, and pressed the pause button, "I told you I can't sing majestic songs, stop making trouble."

He retorted from time to time, after playing one song after another, the night was no longer so boring and difficult, and it was time for him to turn off the broadcast.

The number of people in the live broadcast room was maintained at more than 1. During the period, there were many viewers who questioned whether the anchor was male or female. Xin Yan ignored it with a smile on his face. Live broadcast of men's clothing, shouted that he was deceived, and would never come to the live broadcast room again, etc.

Xin Yan clenched her fists secretly and laughed them all off, but it was impossible not to feel sad from the bottom of her heart.

He carefully maintained his account for several months, and lost nearly [-] fans overnight, just because he was a male anchor in women's clothing, and he wore men's clothing for a live broadcast.

"Thank you all for listening to me singing nonsense in the live broadcast room, and I have never learned to sing seriously. If there is anything wrong, you have to bring it up. I will practice more in my free time when I download the broadcast." The smile on Xin Yan's face was actually a little bit Stiff, after singing continuously for two hours, his voice is already a little hoarse, the corners of his eyes are turning red, and his exhaustion is self-evident.

Maruko: It's already very good, the original voice of the goddess is very nice, can we have more live broadcasts of men's clothing in the future?

Mushroom Sauce: Super nice, okay?I like the goddess singing Ruoxiangxi the most. My male god's song was sung by the goddess. It's great!

Speaker on the science side: Why is the goddess so unconfident? People don’t just like your outfit, they like you more. No matter what you look like, as long as you start broadcasting, no one will forget you. Everyone Like you as a person has nothing to do with how you dress.

It's not the first time that Xin Yan has shown weakness in the live broadcast room. This method has shortened the distance between him and the fans very well, making the audience feel like they want to speak for the host.He looked at the barrage that was comforting himself, and then filled it up, "I don't know if it's right to do this. After all, everyone pays attention to me because of women's clothing. Now I suddenly broadcast live with men's clothing. Many people will be disappointed. I understand. , but recently, or even for a long time in the future, I won’t be able to live broadcast women’s clothing. If there are audiences in the live broadcast room who can’t adapt to me now, I don’t mind if you unfollow me... um.”

The last deep sound seemed to agree with his own words, but it seemed so forced because of the sound.

The fans were even more distressed. They hurriedly gave gifts, posted barrage, and typed out all the words that could coax people. They didn't find it annoying at all, and they didn't worry about whether he could see it. Anyway, they just wanted to post it. I want to express my pity, that's all.

Hi fan: Goddess, we will always support you, so wechat and alipay send a message, remember to unpack!

Song Yin Jianjia: Oh, the young lady today is really too soft and cute, wait a minute, calling me young lady is a bit inappropriate now, little brother!Hehehe, touch your head, we have been standing behind you to support you.

Bogegege: Right, Goddess, don’t be afraid, did some people’s barrage in the live broadcast today make you unhappy?Don't worry about those fake fans who can't see the essence through the phenomenon, our true fans will never leave you.

Xin Yan accepted it as soon as she saw it. Seeing that the time had passed 10:10, and the barrage was still comforting him, he felt a little sorry for taking advantage of their kindness.

"Then let's do this for today. This is Xiaoyan xy. It will be broadcast live at 8 o'clock every night. If you like it, you can click a wave of attention, and the last gift will go away, okay? See you tomorrow."

After Xin Yan finished speaking, she double-clicked on the ending song she had chosen. It was a bit like a piano piece after school was instantly transmitted to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Xin Yan looked at the flood of gifts, and slid the mouse to the button to close the live broadcast.

Telephone pole: finally can't pretend anymore?At the beginning, you maliciously attacked the pseudo-mother, and later became a pseudo-mother for money. Now you have won a lot of sympathy and made money. The term pseudo-mother, which you used as a tool, was taken off so easily?Yan control team leader.

Among the gifts in the live broadcast room, such a bullet screen suddenly appeared, and more than 1 fans swiped the screen in confusion, and saw clearly what this person called the telegraph pole was posting.

In just a few sentences, the content was easy to understand. They wanted to look at the screen in a daze, and it showed that the live broadcast room was closed.

The moment Xin Yan turned off the button, he didn't see a bullet screen at all, which disturbed the pot of porridge he had maintained.