Chapter 117 The True Treasure

There were actually 100,000 people watching his live broadcast...

How is this possible?

Wen Rang looked incredible!

"Shui, water army?" Wen Rang was worried, "What if so many people ask me for money... Or I'd better play a game for everyone..."

The live broadcast room audience was hilarious.

——【What a foolish little brother!】

——[Shocked, a anchor’s live broadcast room was asking for salary on the spot!]

——【Little brother, you should keep singing and stop talking, the silly and sweet taste is too irritating!】

——【Wake a little more sober! Stop playing games? Do you have any food to do with yourself and don’t you count in your mind? How powerful are your music? Can you count in your mind???]

...

Wen Su explained several times, and Wen Ru felt dizzy when he heard it.

so……

He is not a waste that no one likes...

There are many people who like him to sing...

Seeing that he looked a little dazed, Wen Su did not ask him to continue singing, but greeted the audience and closed the live broadcast.

Sometimes, excessive exposure is not a good thing.

A little bit of excavation is the real treasure.

After turning off the live broadcast, Wen Rang was still in self-doubt.

Wen Su pondered for a moment and took out an audio.

That's also a folk song.

"Brother, how do you listen to him sing?"

Wen Rang listened for a while and curled his lips: "It's that way, the range is OK, but the processing is not smooth enough. You can still hear a few breathing sounds..."

"Who do you think you sing better than him?"

Wen Rang widened his eyes: "You compare me to him? Please, although I sing badly, I can beat him, right?"

Wen Shu smiled without saying a word, and found another audio of the flute.

Wen Rang also analyzed many problems: "There are too many problems. Is it so easy to blow the octave sound? "

Wen Su was calm and showed him the source of two audios.

"This singer is one of the top ten in the Youth Singer Contest."

"This flute plays is an extra test for the Flute Class 8 exam."

"Brother, do you know what this means?"

Wen Rang: "Ah?"

Wen Su: "This means, brother, you have the dual talent in musical instruments and singing, or the top talent! God is chasing you and feeding you bit by bit, but you ignore it and insist on turning your head to play games..."

"I still have talent... Isn't this personal knowable?" Wen Rang didn't understand.

If netizens heard this, they would probably want to beat him up.

Wen Si patted his shoulder and was confident: "Brother, you have a good sleep, and you will know the answer tomorrow."

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When he returned to the room, Wen Su sent a message of thanking Gu Yanshen and deliberately transferred another 10,000 yuan.

Adding up to the previous ten thousand is exactly what Gu Yanshen rewarded in the live broadcast room.

Gu Yanshen made a voice call directly.

Wen Sui was touched.

"Su Shi, Wen Rang is so stupid... Cough, the child is singing so well. I really shocked me today. What money do you give? I look down on you, Brother Shen, right? I am willing to give Wen Rang this money!"

Gu Yanshen is still talking as usual.

Wen Su didn't insist, but it was necessary to thank him. Thinking of a group of mature spiritual plants at home, she said: "Give me an address and I'll send something to Grandpa Gu."

Gu Yanshen: "That's so sorry..."

The next second, the sound of Mr. Gu knocking on his head came from the receiver: "That's the baby that Su Shi Shi gave me, you little trash!"
Chapter completed!