"We're waiting for you, the anchor is not in a hurry!"

"I know the anchor, Heqiandai: xxxxxx!"

"Who doesn't know? I've been paying attention!"

Fans in the live broadcast room were very concerned about Ding He, and the barrage said, accompanied by the small gifts.

"Do you still have any interest today? If so, the anchor will sing for a while. If not, the anchor will sing and pack up!!" Ding He said in a very tired voice, and said in a muffled voice to the live broadcast room.

"I feel sorry for the anchor brother, anchor, please be busy!"

"Although I still want to listen to music, I don't want the anchor to pack up too late!"

"If you don't sing for a few more times, you'll be disbanded?"

"The anchor is not in a state, just sing it casually, and then go back to your own house and find your own mother!"

The old men in the live broadcast room noticed that Ding He was a little absent-minded, and did not make things difficult for Ding He, and were about to end the show after listening!

Ding He bowed slightly to the live broadcast room and said very movedly: "Thank you for your understanding, let's sing the last song below! Just sing "I Am a Little Bird", which is quite in line with my mood!"

Ding He picked up the guitar and started playing the prelude. He felt that the song was really in line with his mood. He was just a little bird. He knew that someone was making things difficult for him, but he couldn't do anything.

"I'm a little bird,

No matter how you fly, you can't fly high..."

Ding He closed his eyes and thought about what happened today. He was too depressed and his voice was low, but it just fits the connotation of this song. With Ding He's emotional investment, the whole song was improved again, which was better than what he sang before.

"Wow, it sounds so nice! One motorcycle is delivered!"

"The feeling of singing this time is better than before!"

"Yes, it turns out that the anchor has left a hand, but it's only revealed now!"

"No, I am learning music! The anchor's progress is not skills, but emotional investment!"

Through the barrage scrolling wildly in the live broadcast room, you can understand that Ding He's song has really made great progress, and everyone can hear it in the live broadcast room.

"Okay, my affairs today have affected everyone's mood of listening to music. I'm really embarrassed!" Although Ding He was in a bad mood, he still apologized politely, "Look at the situation tomorrow. You can follow my Weibo! Next time I live broadcast, I will bring you a new song, I hope you like it!"

"Yes, this one can have it, look forward to a new song!"

"There are new songs to listen to, the anchor is great!"

"I'm so looking forward to it, the anchor should hurry up tomorrow!"

"Waiting for the new song, anchor brother, I will porridge you!"

Hearing Ding He's words, there was a commotion in the live broadcast room. Recently, Ding He took out new songs and the frequency is getting slower and slower, only one or two taels a week, and it's been a long time since he sang new songs.

"That's all today. See you next time, see you all!" Ding He waved to the live broadcast room and silently clicked to exit the live broadcast room.

After exiting the live broadcast room, Ding He walked to the bed and frowned and thought. Who was trying to mess with me? He first drove me away from Puxi, and then drove me away from his residence. This was awesome.

If I were still penniless in the past, I might have really been wandering on the streets. After all, with the prices in Pujiang, it would be difficult to find a house with the refunded 15oo. Fortunately, I took the right path of live broadcasts and my life was not as difficult as before.

After thinking about it for a long time, I had no clue. I haven't offended anyone recently! Mr. Chen from Pujiang himself had offended him, but Ding He had a feeling in his heart, it shouldn't be him. As for who it was, Ding He really couldn't think of it.

Ding He did not think of who it was, but someone had guessed it. Seeing Ding He playing down, the girls' apartment 153 dormitory was chattering and discussing.

"I feel that Senior Ding He is so pitiful. He lived in the basement very pitiful, and he was swept out of the house!" Zhang Xuanyan felt sympathy and felt very sorry for Ding He.

Zhou Ying was more rational, pushed her eyes upwards and expressed her different opinions: "I think Senior Ding is very inspiring! After graduation, she has been working as a supporting role and living in the basement without changing her original intention! Finally, she has made it through and has made some achievements in the live broadcast industry! There must be a lot of sweat and hard work in it!"

"Maybe!" Yang Bingbing was not in a state and muttered to herself.

Qin Qing was also a little absent-minded, stood up and said to his roommate: "I'll go and make a phone call and continue chatting when I come back!"

"Yeah, go!"

"Go, wait for you to come back!"

Qin Qing took his cell phone out of the dormitory, walked to the corner of the stairs, and stopped and started dialing the number.

"Hey, Qingqing!" Qian Zhidong's voice came from the receiver of the phone.

"I'll say it again, don't call me Qingqing!" Qin Qing frowned slightly and said coldly to his phone.

"Okay, Qingqing, I understand!" Qian Zhidong agreed with a hearty voice.

"Are you doing these things today? Don't rush to deny them. I believe Brother Liu can definitely find out!" Qin Qing guessed that Qian Zhidong would not admit it, so he directly used Secretary Liu's killing weapon.

Qian Zhidong originally wanted to refute it, but after hearing Qin Qing's words, hesitated for a while, and finally admitted it. He said helplessly: "Qingqing is still so smart. I did it, so don't bother Secretary Liu!"

"Don't call me so close!" Qin Qing's voice was like a piece of ice, which made people feel cold when they heard it, "I'll say it again, Qian Zhidong, I hope you don't disturb my life again!"

"Qingqing, you know, I really like you!" Qian Zhidong's voice was full of affection, and he was not affected by Qin Qing's tone at all.

Qin Qing was not moved at all, his voice was still cold, and he said to his phone: "I don't know, nor do I want to know! The surname Qian, I don't want to mention what you did, you know in your heart! Keep your sweet words to deceive the girl who had an abortion for you!"

"Qingqing, listen to my explanation! I really..." Qian Zhidong didn't give up and wanted to make a promise.

"Remember, don't disturb my life anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!" Qin Qing seemed to have become a different person, without the gentleness and charm she used to be, but instead seemed to have walked out of an iceberg.

"Qingqing, I...du..." Qian Zhidong wanted to say something else, but Qin Qing had already hung up the phone, and a busy voice of disconnected wires came from his cell phone.

"I will definitely get you! Wait for me!" Qian Zhidong's face was ferocious, his face bulged, and he shouted loudly. Angry shouting echoed in the empty villa, looking dark and terrifying.

Qian Zhidong was so angry that he clenched his phone tightly, and threw it to the ground. The new mobile phone with tens of thousands of yuan fell on the log floor, and instantly split into pieces, leaving only fragments of the ground.

Qin Qing hung up the phone and did not go back to the dormitory. Instead, he called his phone again.

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