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The middle-aged man rested his head on his hands, and said awkwardly: "I knew I was in big trouble the day I saw the press conference. If I had known that there would be such a day, I would definitely not have accepted this order."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Yes, I run an Internet company, which is what you call a navy company. Half a month ago, I received a big order to smear An Zhi, and provided me with a method. The next thing You all know, I found An Zhi's father, took a video, and used the water army to lead the rhythm on the Internet."

"I don't need to know these things." Shangye said coldly: "Don't worry, your internet company will no longer exist in the future. What I want to know now is who hired you."

"I don't know who he is...please wait..."

The middle-aged man saw Shangye and wanted to make trouble again, so he hurriedly stopped him. If the pressure on his mental strength was greater, he would really go crazy.

"I really don't know that person's real name, but I can provide you with his IP address. You know, no one would provide his real name when doing such a thing."

Although Shang Ye was dissatisfied, he still restrained his mental power.

The man told the truth, and there was only so much he had to offer.

"Okay, give me everything you can. You know, if I want to find you, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape."

"I know, I know, the famous merchants have a bright future, and I was tricked by others to provoke you big shots. Don't worry, I will cooperate with you, and I will never hide it."

Shang Ye copied all the call records and transaction information of the man and the person who placed the order into his optical brain, and then withdrew his mental power.

"I'll find you anytime if needed."

Shangye put away his optical brain, got in the car and left.

The middle-aged man saw Shang Ye leave, and sat down along the corner of the wall.

He is also really unlucky, why didn't he investigate carefully when he took the order?In the end, he provoked such a demon for a small amount of money!

At eight o'clock in the evening, An Zhi was wearing a round-neck white T-shirt, holding a guitar, sat down in front of the optical computer, and shyly opened her live broadcast room.

This is the homework Linda left for him, asking him to live broadcast for a few hours a week on weekends. One is to use this method to exercise himself, and the other is to maintain his enthusiasm.

After all, he hasn't graduated yet, and Linda won't accept some commercial performances for him. If he fades out of the public eye for more than a year, then he will have to start from scratch when he enters the entertainment industry after graduation.

After listening to Linda's suggestion, An Zhi felt that this was a good way. Although he was shy, he would take this path in the future after all, so he had to overcome it as soon as possible.

Pulan Media owns the largest live broadcast platform in the empire, Konggu Live. An Zhi registered an account, and Konggu Live gave him a banner to promote it all afternoon. At night, An Zhi went live.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he opened the live broadcast room, the number of people in it had exceeded [-], and as time went by, the number was still growing wildly.

"Hi everyone! I'm An Zhi!"

An Zhi waved her hand obediently at the camera, and the barrage immediately went crazy.

[Son is coming!You are so good, Mama loves you! 】

[Baby is wronged, Xinghai will give it to you, to calm you down! 】

[Cherish life, stay away from scumbags, don't say anything, I'll send you some big rockets! 】

Seeing fans frantically swiping gifts, An Zhi felt a little uneasy.

"You don't need to spend money. I have been living a good life. Don't worry! Today I want you to listen to something different, so I prepared a guitar. I don't know if you like it or not?"

A barrage of likes flashed across the screen, densely packed, An Zhi couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled.

"That's good. Today I will play a folk song of our empire "Star Festival" on the guitar. This is a song that describes how a girl misses a boy after he joins the army. I hope you like it."

As the prelude of the guitar sounded, the barrage gradually quieted down.

Everyone was immersed in An Zhi's ethereal singing.

They really didn't expect that An Zhi not only played the music well, but also sang so well.

Just like the tunes he played, his singing seems to have a healing effect. Many men and women who are in love listen to the song "Star Festival" sung by An Zhi, and they burst into tears, but it is not because of sadness. But because of the deep yearning and yearning for the future.

At the end of the song, all kinds of gorgeous light effects exploded on the screen of the optical brain, which was the fans smashing gifts desperately.

A cool black mech suddenly appeared out of nowhere, occupying half of the screen with special effects.

This is the most expensive gift on the platform, the Supreme Mecha, and each mecha is worth 10 imperial coins. An Zhi was so frightened that her hands trembled. "This netizen named uh... Aizhi..."

This screen name is really too shameful, An Zhi faintly suspects that this is the account registered by Shang Ye Da Beast.

"You are really spending too much money, in fact, there is no need to do this..."

Before An Zhi finished speaking, another golden mecha appeared on the stage, and immediately pushed the black mecha down.

"Ah...thank you for this paper-cut..."

An Zhi is one head and two big, could this netizen named Paper Cutting be the teacher of Jane Analysis?

The black mecha and the gold mecha came and went, taking turns, and within a short while more than 200 million imperial coins were poured in.

"Don't do this! If you spend more money, I will download it!"

Hearing An Zhi's words, the two finally calmed down, and An Zhi let out a sigh of relief.

"It's the last song. Is there anything you particularly want to hear? I'll sing it to you."

[Hahaha, this is the first time I saw an anchor who was scared to cry by a gift! 】

[That is, don't worry baby, those who can smash gifts like this must not be short of money, don't be afraid! 】

[An Zhi, can you sing "Soul Return" for me?My dad went to the war and never came back, and then I suffered from depression, and I couldn't sleep all night, thinking about how to die every day.Until that day when I heard your "Soul Return", my whole body calmed down and I finally had a good night's sleep. Could you sing it to me again?Perhaps this is my last wish! 】

This barrage immediately attracted An Zhi's attention.

"I deeply regret what happened to your father, but the dead are dead, and the living are like this. May the heavens and the earth be safe! I believe this is also your father's last wish. I will give you the song "Return of the Soul". My father can return to his hometown, I hope you can go on strong in the future! Also, please don’t take this as your last wish, I hope to see you in the live broadcast room every day, and I also hope that this song "Soul Return" can Sleep with you."

An Zhi lowered her head, plucked the strings, and the familiar melody of "Soul Return" sounded.

Because it is played by the guitar, this song is less desolate and more agile.

The bullet screens were surprisingly unanimous, and they all brushed up [The dead are gone, the living are like this, may the heaven and the earth be safe! 】This sentence.

In front of the light brain, a girl in her early 20s threw aside the blade in her hand, and suddenly hugged her knees and cried bitterly.

For two years, she was very strong in the eyes of others. After knowing that her father died in battle, she did not cry or make trouble, comforted her seriously ill mother, and took care of her young brother.

No one knew what kind of pain she endured during the long night.

That kind of pain made her feel that there is no beauty in this world, and only death is her ultimate relief.

At this time, she heard An Zhi's "Return of the Soul", and all the sadness and grievances she had held back for two years vented out with tears.

Only the words An Zhi said just now are in her mind: the dead are gone, the living are like this, may the heaven and the earth be well!

Perhaps, this is also her father's wish?

A pair of rough hands suddenly caressed her hair, just like when she was sad before, her father would not say anything, but gently comforted her with his palms. In this silent comfort, she learned from teeth. language until they grow up.

The girl looked up blankly, there was nothing around her, but there seemed to be a room full of fragrance in the room.

"Dad, are you back?"

The girl wiped away the tears from her cheeks, and smiled towards the window. This was her first smile from the bottom of her heart in two years.

"I know Dad, if it is your wish for me to live a good life, then I will definitely do what you wish, and the rest of my life will be wonderful!"

After An Zhi sang the last song and bid farewell to the fans, she downloaded the broadcast.

After packing up her optical brain, An Zhi walked lightly to the door of Shangye's room.

Shangye's door was not closed, leaving a gap, which was Shangye's habit, as if he was waiting for someone to throw himself into his arms.

An Zhi slipped in through the crack of the door, and walked lightly behind Shang Ye who was sitting at the table.

Shangye's optical brain was turned on, and the news interface was displayed on it.

An Zhi rushed forward with a howl, and hung directly on Shangye's back.

"Are you scared?"

"Yes, it's scary!"

Shang Ye's perfunctory made An Zhi pouted: "What are you doing?"

"Look at the news."

Shang Ye grabbed An Zhi's arm and patted it.

"But didn't you read these news in the morning?"

An Zhi put her arms around Shangye's neck behind her back, poking her head out to look at the interface on Shangye's optical brain.

"Ah?" Shangye hesitated for a moment, and then said confidently: "Who stipulates that you can't watch it a second time?" "But...you didn't watch me on the first day I aired today !"

An Zhi put her mouth on Shangye's neck and muttered aggrievedly.

"Oh, I forgot today, next time, next time I will definitely watch your live broadcast."

"It's so sloppy..."

An Zhi nodded, and suddenly reached out her hand to close the news interface on Shangye Optical Brain.

Under the cover of the news interface is the interface of An Zhi's live broadcast room, which has ended, and there is a series of payment records below. "Shangye, you prodigal man!"