The best anchor of rebirth

Chu Yuan lived peacefully at home for two days, but he still doesn't have much memory of the original owner Chu Xian and the family. Occasionally, when he listened to the conversations of Chu's father and Chu's mother, a few sporadic fragments suddenly flashed in his mind, or he watched Seeing something and remembering something, after all, is not enough.

Chu Yuan tried his best to be obedient and obedient, so as not to let Chu's father and Chu's mother notice the strangeness, he went to bed on time before ten o'clock every night, he didn't even play YY and games, and stayed in the study during the day, listening to songs with the music player on, When reading novels or reviewing homework, Chu's father and Chu's mother are very satisfied with his performance.

Chu's father and Chu's mother had to go to work during the day, so Chu Yuan could only go out for lunch. He originally wanted to cook by himself, but according to Chu's mother's words, the original owner seemed not to be able to cook. Chu's parents and Chu's mother will definitely find it strange that they are all foreign dishes.

After lunch, Chu Yuan lay on the sofa in the study with his eyes closed, and music was playing on the computer's stereo.

Most of them are the recordings of the original owner of the body. The original owner Chu Xian has a very good voice. If he can be trained, he can control any song with this voice, and his singing skills are also good. Among the several major karaoke guilds, it is easy to be buried.

Chu Yuan has carefully observed and checked that the karaoke equipment is still very new. The original owner should have just come into contact with YY not long ago. YY’s attention and flowers are not much, and the live broadcast room has just opened. Not many fans hang up in the live broadcast room. The few hangup parties are still fans of Xieyang.

No wonder he didn't go to the mic for two days, and no one came to remind him that there are many apprentices in Xieyang, and he probably wouldn't notice him as a new apprentice. Chu Yuan was still in the "Chonglou" period. There are fewer apprentices, some become ten thousand anchors, and more give up halfway.

There are outstanding people and losers in any field. It depends on whether you have chosen the right path, whether you have tried hard or failed, you can only say that this path is not suitable for you. Chu Yuan used to comfort his apprentices like this. Treat singing as a simple hobby.

After lying on the sofa for 10 minutes, Chu Yuan got up and went back to the computer. On QQ, a profile picture that was very unfamiliar to him was beating. He held the mouse and moved it to the profile picture. The remark name showed "Ren Jingyuan", and he clicked on the chat box. After that, I clicked on QQ to check the groups, and Ren Jingyuan was in the classmate group.

Ren Jingyuan: Where did he die?If you don't say anything for a few days, and if you don't go online again, I will post a missing person notice on the school bulletin board for you.

Chu Xian: My health is not good, my parents restrict me from surfing the Internet.

Ren Jingyuan: Playing YY again and forgetting to eat and sleep?It’s not that I’m pouring cold water on you, you go to the overtones to arrange a melody and sing, and it’s fine, you sing very well, but that live broadcast room is really not suitable for you, brother is also a fan of Song God, your personality is not suitable for opening a live broadcast room.

Chu Yuan looked at the chat box thoughtfully. This Ren Jingyuan was actually a fan of Xieyang. Xieyang was honored as the God of Songs by fans in the past. It seems that this person has a good relationship with the original owner. , but let him have some understanding of the original owner.

He guessed right. The original owner is a newcomer who has just started. Although he has worshiped Xieyang as his teacher, the live broadcast room has not improved. Being able to sing does not mean that it is suitable to open a live broadcast room. But the singer who failed to open a live broadcast room.

Chu Yuan has seriously studied the original host's voice and singing skills in the past two days, but the original host's live broadcast room can't be opened, and the daring has something to do with his personality.

Ren Jingyuan: Damn it, where did you die again?It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch, brother is kindly trying to persuade you, do you understand?

Ren Jingyuan: Forget it, even with your stubborn temper, you probably won't listen to it. If I tell you something serious, just say it.

Chu Xian: squeak

Ren Jingyuan: ...

Ren Jingyuan: I said little coriander, can you stop scaring me?I will be stimulated by you a few more times, and then I will change to my brother and lie down for two days.

Chu Yuan: What's the matter?

Ren Jingyuan: It scared me to death. This is the little coriander standing on the air conditioner in my house, exuding a high-cold aura.

Chu Yuan frowned and stared at the dialogue box, Ren Jingyuan took a mouthful of "little coriander", who is the little coriander?Could it be the original owner Chu Xian's nickname?What's the deal with cilantro?He didn't remember that the original owner liked to eat coriander, anyway, he didn't like to eat coriander, but it's hard to ask Ren Jingyuan now.

Ren Jingyuan: Don't talk to you anymore, you can participate in the welcome party, and report to me the song you want to sing tomorrow.

Chu Yuan: Okay, I see.

Chu Yuan was stunned, but finally agreed. Judging from the meaning of Ren Jingyuan's words, the original owner should often participate in the school's theatrical performances, so he couldn't help but sigh softly. Should he be glad that he could sing? Don't you just wear it right away?

It is really tormented to have no memory. I don’t know when people will find out?How should he explain it then?If facing outsiders, he can make up many excuses for amnesia, but what about Chu's father and Chu's mother?This couple loves their son so much, how could they fail to see his son's abnormality?

Ren Jingyuan: Coriander, Chonglou is dead, have you heard?

The words "Chonglou is dead" made Chu Yuan feel dazed, and he didn't know what to say for a while, even though he knew that he might be dead, the reason why he was possible was that he still had a little bit of luck, maybe he just They exchanged souls with Chu Xian, and one day they can exchange them back.

Knowing that he was really dead from other people's mouth, Chu Yuan realized that this result made him suffocate, and death was not a fluke.

Ren Jingyuan: Hey, the world is impermanent, human life is so fragile, and being alive is more important than anything else, so he disappeared at a young age, to be hypocritical, he was not married and had children, and he left so suddenly before he had time to take a closer look at the world It's really a pity to die.

Ren Jingyuan: Although I always say that I am a fan of Xieyang, I actually admire Chonglou. He is a very talented person. He is good-looking and has a good family background. He went abroad to study at a young age and made his way in YY. In the world, you can make a lot of money without relying on your family background. The money I earn may not be able to earn in my entire life. It is not comparable to my dick. Hey, what a pity.

Chu Xian: Well, things are impermanent!

Ren Jingyuan: By the way, do you want to attend the memorial song for Chonglou tonight?

Chu Xian: I’ll go.

Chu Yuan hooked his lips, and his smile was a bit bitter. He was probably the only person in the world who participated in his memorial song. Before going to bed last night, no one mentioned the news of his death in YY, but many people were talking about it. He couldn't be contacted, and he was still holding on to the last fluke.

When he opened the live broadcast room in YY, he had an assistant. He was an overseas student like him. The two had known each other for many years, and they had a very good relationship in private. He was his best friend abroad. Knowing that he was famous in YY, he took the initiative to undertake His assistant position helps him deal with online affairs.

Originally, he also took part in a YY official song concert that night. If the assistant couldn't wait for him to go online, he would definitely come to him.

Ren Jingyuan was still babbling on in QQ, Chu Yuan minimized the chat box, clicked on the YY icon on the desktop, clicked on the YY homepage, and suddenly found that the YY homepage had been replaced with "May the deceased rest in peace, mourning the rebirth of the annual Fengyun anchor" Building" and lit a white candle.

Chu Yuan took a deep breath and closed the YY homepage. This memorial song meeting was not held for him by Yuyin, but a memorial song meeting initiated by YY's official channel. He didn't know how many people would attend. After the memorial song was over, there was no such person as "Chonglou" in YY anymore.

Chu Yuan thought of his own live broadcast room, and entered the ID of the live broadcast room in the channel search bar. He thought that the vest with the overtones was not very good, and wondered whether he should re-register for a small account. I listen to songs on the channel and have registered many trumpets.

Chu Yuan tried his best to recall the login names and passwords of those small accounts, tried several times on the YY login interface, and finally successfully logged into one. Use it.

As soon as he entered the live broadcast room, he heard a burst of sobbing. Chu Yuan looked at the person on Maishang fixedly. He was one of his apprentices, a very popular female anchor in YY. Breaking out of a small world, I was crying uncontrollably on the mic at this time.

Chu Yuan subconsciously glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room, and it turned out to have exceeded 20 people. In the past few years of his live broadcast, only the anniversary celebrations and song conferences can reach 30 to 10 people. 8 people, with an average of [-] to [-] people.

Mai Xu can only display the first few, and the ones in the front are his apprentices, the heads, managers and guardians of the live broadcast room. Chu Yuan holds the mouse and pulls Mai Xu to the last place. There are more than 100 people in the line. A wheat sequence, and then go back and watch slowly, almost all the famous anchors are here.

Chu Yuan pulled from bottom to top, and saw many unexpected people, among them was his number one rival, Xie Yang.

The indescribable feelings and emotions in my heart, the female apprentice on Maishang was sobbing. At this time, there is no need to worry about whether it is hypocrisy or putting on airs. People will only realize when they face death and parting. At that time, they are very fragile and only discover the past , passing by.

"It's too late to say these things now. What is a strong enemy? The opponent is strong enough, enough to form a sense of crisis in my heart, enough to make me chase and surpass with all my strength, enough to make me dare not relax for a minute or a second. It is a strong opponent. Chonglou, as my strongest opponent in YY, is very strong, outstanding, and amazing! There is a saying that people who understand themselves have strong opponents besides friends. Chonglou, we have not communicated seriously, but I Believe that we know and appreciate each other enough, you and I are the same!"

Chu Yuan stared blankly at Mai's vest in the setting sun, slightly curled the corners of his mouth, and his eyes gradually turned red.