Quick Wear: The Law of Salvation of Cannon Fodder

When all the guests entered the small room, an extraordinary live broadcast began.

Each guest will conduct a live broadcast full of challenges and creativity in this closed space.

They cannot show their faces, but must use their unique voice charm to attract and retain audiences.

Everyone’s live broadcast room does not have a specific name, only a simple number.

This means that viewers cannot know in advance which live broadcast room their fans are in, and can only identify them by sound.

The director team also gave the guests full freedom and did not restrict the content of their live broadcasts.

Whether it's a lighthearted chat or an emotional dubbing performance, as long as it can keep the audience engaged, it's a success.

At this moment, Xie Qi was sitting in front of the computer, looking at the live broadcast room displayed on the screen, which showed only dozens of people.

He knew very well that the most critical goal at the moment was to push the popularity of the live broadcast room to its peak within this short hour. Only in this way would he have the opportunity to appear in front of the audience.

"Host, don't worry. Even if you sleep now, I can ensure your successful advancement!"

948 floated behind Xie Qi, and there seemed to be a blazing flame in his eyes.

It may not be able to provide much help to its owner in other aspects, but when it comes to creating trumpets, no one can compare to it.

So in the room where no one else could see, 948 quickly opened countless small windows, each of which represented a trumpet.

"Stop! That's enough! How many smurfs have you created?"

Xie Qi stared at his livestream in astonishment. Less than five minutes into the broadcast, the number of viewers had already soared to ten thousand.

Although contestants will more or less buy some water armies to increase their popularity, 948's operation is really too shocking.

"Not many. I've only built 100 million, and I haven't even had time to go in yet."

"If you all come in, that will be terrible!"

Xie Qi was speechless at this moment, but in order to keep the live broadcast going, Xie Qi said to the system: "There's no rush now. If you're really about to lose, it won't be too late to come in. But you can't put everything in!"

"Oh"

After hearing 948's reluctant agreement, Xie Qi stopped talking to 948 in his mind. He glanced at the camera in the room and then slowly turned on the microphone.

At this moment, in addition to the hundreds of fake fans put in by 948, everyone else in Xie Qi's live broadcast room was attracted by the fact that there were so many people in the live broadcast room just after it started.

But the live broadcast had already started for ten minutes, and the host hadn't said a word.

The audience in the live broadcast room felt very confused and curious as to why there were so many people in the room.

So they asked in the barrage: "Why isn't the anchor talking?"

"What's going on? Did the host fall asleep?"

"Who is this? There are so many people even without talking?"

Just when they were in deep doubt, a clear and melodious singing voice suddenly floated in the air.

The singing seemed to come from the horizon, fresh and pure, and every syllable was like a pearl falling on soft velvet.

However, behind this beauty lies an indescribable sadness and desolation.

Although the melody is light, it seems to be composed with tears, filled with a deep and uncontrollable despair.

Every word is like a knife, ruthlessly piercing the heart of the listeners.

There seemed to be invisible shackles between the notes, firmly locking the singer's soul.

This kind of singing is like an abyss, allowing people to glimpse the impermanence of fate and the bitterness and helplessness of life.

The songs Xie Qi sang were just the forgotten songs of the original owner.

This was a work created between the time the original owner was expelled from school and the time he committed suicide. It is a masterpiece that should have disappeared from this world.

At this moment, Xie Qi brushed off the dust, allowing them to appear in front of the audience so that the original owner's hard work would not be buried.

He stopped only after Xie Qi sang two songs.

At this moment, because everyone was attracted by Xie Qi's singing, the number of people watching Xie Qi's live broadcast had already surpassed many people.

But just when Xie Qi started to greet the netizens in the live broadcast room.

The comments in the live broadcast room suddenly changed from crazy admiration to shock.

"???"

"Xie Qi?! Did I hear it right? That voice belongs to Xie Qi!"

"Damn, how could I forget he also graduated from a music school? No wonder he sings so well."

"What graduation? He was expelled."

"No, this song can't be written by him, right? Why would he plagiarize if he's obviously talented?"

"It's you, a plagiarist, who bullied my brother! My brother has a shadow over you!"

When Xie Qi looked at the name of this netizen, he knew at a glance that he was a die-hard fan of Cheng Tianyu.

So Xie Qi didn't tolerate it at all and said directly: "Plagiarism is a dog? Then your brother really is a dog."

As soon as Xie Qi said this, the netizens in the live broadcast room were surprised. After all, this was a live broadcast, and words could not be taken back once they were spoken.

After hearing what Xie Qi said, the fan broke down and started cursing in the chat box just to seek justice for his brother.

When Xie Qi saw everyone condemning him for his inappropriate words, he just said calmly: "How could I not know that what I said was not pleasant to the ear? If what I said was unpleasant, and there was sting in my words."

Xie Qi paused for a moment when he said this, and when everyone in the live broadcast room thought Xie Qi couldn't stand the pressure and was about to apologize, they heard Xie Qi continue to say: "Then I did it on purpose."

The director who was watching the live broadcast data in the background at this moment was really shocked by Xie Qi's behavior. This was the first time he saw someone arguing with netizens in the live broadcast room.

However, the effect is also very obvious. The number of people watching Xie Qi's live broadcast is actually increasing.

But as Xie Qi was still responding to the insulting netizens one by one, one netizen said: "No, don't you guys even look at the home screen? This person is not Xie Qi at all."

The main screen that this netizen mentioned is the live broadcast room with a glass door facing all the guests.

"This is live broadcast room No. 17. The real Xie Qi is in room No. 51."

At this moment, netizens switched back to the main screen and saw that the anchor who responded to them was not fat at all and had a great figure.

"No, you have a nice voice and you look handsome, so why are you pretending to be that fat guy?"

"Fortunately, you are not Xie Qi, otherwise I would really feel sorry for you."

"Hahaha, I didn't expect you to want to ride on Xie Qi's popularity. Host, let's not imitate him. You sing well, sing another song."

At this moment, when the netizens in the live broadcast room thought that this anchor with a nice voice was not the Xie Qi whose reputation had been ruined, their attitudes changed a lot, and they didn't even think there was anything wrong with Xie Qi's previous criticism of netizens.

After all, Xie Qi was responding to netizens who used foul language and insulted others.

However, Xie Qi saw the sudden change in style and looked at 948 in confusion, so 948 directly said to Xie Qi: "Oh, the fat guy you saw before is a voice actor. He imitated your voice and broadcast it live."

Xie Qi sighed silently when he heard this. Never mind, it's their right.

Since they didn't believe that he was the real Xie Qi, he didn't say anything more. His goal had been achieved anyway.

Seeing that there were only ten minutes left in the live broadcast, netizens wanted him to sing another song, and Xie Qi did not refuse.

The last song that Xie Qi sang was the original owner's graduation work. This song originally belonged to the original owner, but was stolen by Cheng Tianyu and taken for himself.

When netizens in the live broadcast room heard that Xie Qi was singing a cover of Cheng Tianyu's song, they became more convinced that Xie Qi said he hated Cheng Tianyu just to advance successfully.

This person is obviously a fan of Cheng Tianyu, and he has even started to cover the song.