The patterns on it are all ids, the speed is getting slower and slower, and finally stays completely on an id called "Wang Meili, I'm leaving".

Gong Nanbei smiled and said, "Congratulations to this friend named Wang Meili, who has left, has won the lucky place. Next I will connect to him!" After Gong Nanbei finished speaking, he manually clicked the connect to him.

After three sounds, beep, beep, beep, the live broadcast screen is divided into two, with Gong Nanbei on the left, while on the right is pitch black.

Gong Nanbei leaned closer to his phone and said, "Can you hear my voice, my friend?"

“…”

The picture was still pitch black and there was no sound. Gong Nanbei looked up at the sky. It was noon now. It was bright outside. Why was the other party so dark? Was it blocking the camera?

"My friend, can you hear my voice?"

Gong Nanbei asked again, and this time the other party responded to him, and a hoarse male voice rang out.

"able"

Gong Nanbei also breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the other party's answer. The atmosphere just now was a little awkward. Gong Nanbei coughed gently and said with a smile: "It's such a friend. An event is being held in my live broadcast room. I believe you should also understand it. It's the case. You can specify a subject and let me write a song, or you can say a story about your experience. I'll write a song for this experience."

“…”

After Gong Nanbei finished speaking, the other party was silent again. After he called the other party two or three times in a row, the other party's voice rang again.

"Can I tell you a story?"

Gong Nanbei thought to himself what this is going on? Why doesn’t this big brother play according to the routine? Before he sang to him, he wanted to give himself a story first.

The screen was dominating again on the barrage.

"Who has the time to listen to you tell stories! Let my husband sing!"

"That's right, who loves to listen to your broken story!"

"I don't know how to cherish such a good opportunity. If I give it to me, I will definitely ask Lao Gong to write a song for me and my girlfriend!"

Gong Nanbei also noticed the unfriendlyness on the barrage and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, friends, this gentleman should want me to write a song for this story. Please be quiet for the time being and listen to this gentleman tell the story."

With Gong Nanbei's words, the barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly disappeared, and the hoarse voice of the man also rang again.

"The story may be a bit old-fashioned. In a small city in the past, boys and girls were childhood sweethearts. They grew up together. The boys once thought that maybe they could do this until they were old."

"The boy's academic performance is very good. After the college entrance examination, his grades are enough for him to go abroad to go to school, but the girl's grades are relatively average. The girl asked him to stay in the country so that the two of them can be together. For the so-called happiness, the boy agreed."

"The two came to the capital to study in college. Because they were both from small cities, their families were difficult, and their clothes were worn very worn, and they were often ridiculed by others. The boy worked hard and made money desperately! He wanted to buy the most beautiful clothes for the girl! He was not afraid of being ridiculed by others, but he couldn't bear to say something bad to the girl!"

When the man said this, his voice changed a little, and he sounded a little choked. Even Gong Nanbei could hear the emotions hidden in his voice.

The barrage had all disappeared, and everyone listened quietly to the hoarse voice of the man in the dark picture on the right.

"The girl is beautiful. After the boy makes money for her, she becomes the class beauty in a short time. Some people start to pursue her, including handsome young masters. The girl is a rural girl. When did she see such a scene? So, in her first year of sophomore year, she proposed to break up."

The man's voice calmed down again, as if these things could no longer hurt him, he continued.

"She was with a rich young man and lived a life of luxury. The boy still worked hard, but this time he didn't want to dress up for anyone else, but wanted to exhaust himself, numb himself, and make him have no time to think about the things that made him heart-wrenching."

"In the first year of junior year, the girl returned to the boy. She broke up with the young master. She said that the young master had another woman outside and always beat her after getting drunk."

"The boy went to discuss with the young master. Finally, hehe, it would be better if you don't mention it."

The man's voice was even more hoarse, not sure whether it was because of crying or the stimulation of tobacco.

"The two have been together for half a year, and that was the happiest half a year for the boy. They lived together, and he felt that the girl was his whole world! The girl was used to high consumption. She spent money very much, and she could spend a week casually, which was the boy's income for two months."

"The girl left again, but the boy didn't blame him. Didn't the old saying go? Men are not capable, so don't blame women for being too realistic. He only blames himself for being incompetent!"

"She returned to the rich second generation, and the boy kept paying attention to everything about her, which aroused the disgust of the rich second generation. But she seemed to like the feeling of always having a spare tire behind her. Until the day after graduation, the rich second generation hugged her waist and appeared in front of the boy."

"And she said in person that I don't love you! Please get away and never appear in my world again!"

“…”

The man's voice ended here. Gong Nanbei did not come back to his senses for a long time, but the barrage had already exploded!

"This is the licking dog! The licking dog cannot die!"

"Yes! Why don't you have any dignity as a man! Bah!"

"Put your mouth cleaner upstairs, this is the peerless good man!"

"Be good, don't cry. It doesn't matter if you don't have her. You still have sister, I."

"Haha, please pay attention to the question review. People said that girls are naturally beautiful. If you want to deliver goods to your door, you have to see your respect, right?"

The barrage started to quarrel, but Gong Nanbei kept lowering his head and not speaking.

After waiting for the barrage for three or four minutes, someone noticed this. Many people were curious, what happened to Gong Nanbei? Why are you doing with your head down? Are you playing with your fingers?

At this moment, Gong Nanbei looked up and saw his eyes red and tears rolling in his eyes, as if there was a little more stimulation, tears could remain.

Many people who want to mock him, but they don’t know how to mock him when they see his eyes. Who would mock him a fool?

Gong Nanbei hurriedly wiped his tears and said softly: "Brother, can I write a song for this story?"

“…”

The other party was still silent. After Gong Nanbei asked two or three times, he nodded softly. The other party's voice was very slow and hoarse, as if he was very tired.

Gong Nanbei closed his eyes and whispered: "The swords and swords that I have experienced in this life are not as good as your words, I don't love you, every word is heartbroken! You should thank her for not killing her!"

"Please give me ten minutes, I'll give you a song!"

Elementary soundtrack production skills, start!
Chapter completed!