Do it as soon as you say it.

Xiong Zhuo cheered up.

He dragged the video he had done before into the trash can.

Re-open the camera.

Xiong Zhuo showed a smiling face.

"Hello everyone, it's time for "Folk Collection" again."

"But this episode, I want to do a special show, and I will only promote one song in this episode."

"I can bet on the honor of my Xiong Zhuo for so many years to up the master, and ensure that this song will become a true folk classic in the near future!"

“It will usher in a new era of folk songs!”

Xiong Zhuo's fat face was full of excitement and saliva flew everywhere.

A brief explanation was made, and then all the time that followed was left to the song "Nanshan Nan"!

Xiong Zhuo's video was done very quickly.

There are almost no too many edits.

He took the title "Folk Balloons Inventory: Shock! This folk ballad that will eventually dominate the world!"

Exaggerated title.

Xiong Zhuo couldn't wait to send it out.

The video is out.

"Oh, our teacher Xiong has posted another floppy folk song to take stock of it?"

"Hahaha, Teacher Xiong is a joke today!"

"I laughed, but I still have folk songs? Folk songs have never lived!"

"Teacher Xiong, the sea of ​​bitterness is endless, and you have forgotten that you have included the classic songs in the past? That is your battlefield!"

"So sad!! The outdated up master actually did such a thing in order to become famous!"

Below, there were a lot of sarcastic comments instantly.

Xiong Zhuo is no longer surprised by this.

Although he was out of date, the number of up fans was still around one million.

It’s just that because they have never posted "Classic Tracks" that these fans who came for "Classic Tracks" basically ended up drowning because of diving.

However, every time he posts "Folk Collection", some fans always pop up and say a few words.

The fans here are pure natural black fans, and some are mourning their misfortune and angering their inconfrontational examples, and are all looking forward to him to do the "Classic Songs Collection" again.

"A bunch of scumbags, when did I, Xiong Zhuo, say big talk!"

Xiong Zhuo quickly responded: "If you have the ability, you will finish reading and then talk!"

“This song is definitely the most perfect folk song I have heard in so many years!”

"It is no longer singing, but every story of everyone! This is a folk song that belongs to everyone!"

Xiong Zhuo was aggressive.

"I don't believe it!"

"Teacher Xiong is crazy."

"Hurry up, call the mental hospital and capture this upkeeper!"

A group of people were shouting there.

Most of them are people who don’t even click.

"If this song doesn't satisfy you, I will no longer do folk song inventory in the future!"

Xiong Zhuo was so angry that he said this directly.

“!!!”

"Does Teacher Xiong plan to re-enter the world?"

"Agree! OK! Then I'll listen now, wait until I come back after listening, and wait for Teacher Xiong to fulfill his promise!"

A group of people typing on the keyboard excitedly and then clicking on the video.

Five minutes later.

"Damn!"

"I cried..."

"Mom asked me why I was dazed while listening to songs."

"How can there be such a song in this world? How do I feel that it is a song written for me?"

The comment section exploded!

Originally, there were only a few dozen black fans who listened to it for the sake of blackness and picking on it.

But when I came back after hearing this, I praised and sighed.

"I want to apologize to Teacher Xiong solemnly!"

"When Teacher Xiong turned to the folk songs to review, I wanted to feed him a shi. Unexpectedly, after a few years, Teacher Xiong actually dug out a true classic song!"

"Don't talk, I'll kneel down first to respect!"

"After listening, my heart has not been calm for a long time. I thought of that summer. After graduation, she parted in front of the school. Her ponytail is a shadow that I can never erase in my heart. Unfortunately, after graduation, there is no meeting in spring and autumn, and there is no intersection in winter and summer. It is not that I don’t love enough, but that she has never loved me."

"I really want to tell someone now that I want to tell her that I love her, her short hair, her smile, her narrowed eyes, and her short legs of 1.5 meters, but I never have the chance to hug her again."

"If possible, please tell the girl for me that I have liked her for many years, but I am in Nanshan and she is in Beihai. The mountains and seas are thousands of miles apart, so how can I be together? If I have a next life, I want to tell her, Niu Tiehua, I, Zhao Dahui, want to marry you as my wife!"

Originally, there were only a few dozen readings.

It soared to hundreds at once.

Then……

The number of comments and collections of data soared together.

Xiong Zhuo kept refreshing the comments.

He looked at the comments that were constantly increasing there, his eyes were dazed, especially when he looked at other people's stories. Deep down, there were some indescribable feelings.

Everyone has stories.

The happiest thing in this world is not fame, fortune, but the person you love, who also happens to love you.

Therefore, mountains and seas can be flat, but not far away.

But the most bleak thing is nothing more than one person who wants to love and the other person disdained it, so the mountains and seas cannot be leveled, and the mountains and rivers are always there, and the middle is filled with an unsurpassable sea.

Xiong Zhuo's mind is confused.

Video data is soaring wildly.

The power of his title is really not small.

But all this...

It's worth it.

Xiong Zhuo smiled.

Until he saw a comment in the comment section with the nickname "Wandering Little Flower".

Wandering Little Flower: So, after so many years, you are still sticking to my dream. You finally found that folk song, but it was a pity. It would be great if it was earlier, and earlier.

Wandering Little Flower is the nickname of the girl Xiong Zhuo once loved.

She comes back occasionally.

She didn't know that Xiong Zhuo knew her nickname.

Xiong Zhuo didn't let her know that he actually knew her nickname.

It only occasionally appears and is short-lived.

That moment.

Xiong Zhuo suddenly felt like he couldn't control himself again.

He cried and smoked.

People are still those two, why did they suddenly change?

...

Lin Nan kept refreshing in front of the computer.

However, after a few refreshes, the number of views is only 1.
To be continued...