"Would we play a game? The rule of the game is that everyone should not use the barrage area for the time being. Let's leave it to a fan to speak, so that he can connect to me with voice or live broadcast without showing his face, and then tell us a story!!"

"And after the story of this fan is finished, I will write lyrics, arrange the music, and then sing with a guitar, and make the story of this fan into a song to sing it to everyone, okay?"

After singing a few songs, Han Qingjun himself was very tired, so he planned to play games with his fans and let them come out to tell everyone a story. Then he found a song similar to the story from his memory to sing it to everyone.

When they heard Han Qingjun's words, fans immediately withdrew from the artistic conception of the song I Want to Jingjing, and then posted subtitles in the subtitles saying that they wanted to be the person who told the story.

However, among the many subtitles, Han Qingjun saw a subtitle like this [When I was five years old, my parents, grandparents and I encountered a cable car accident on the Peak Mountain together, and then my family is the only one left. It’s been a lot of years today. Today I want to tell everyone my story!!]

After seeing this subtitle among many subtitles, Han Qingjun clicked on the fans who posted the subtitles and asked the fans in the live broadcast room. "Stop for a moment, there is a fan here who wants to tell a story that happened to him and a story that broke a family to everyone, so everyone wants to hear his story telling 1, and 2, if they don't want to!!"

And just as Han Qingjun said this, fans who posted this letter were constantly browsing the subtitles in the subtitles area [Please, please, let me be the number one, please, let me tell you this story that has been hidden in my heart for more than 20 years!!]

Maybe it's because everyone doesn't feel like this first.

It may also be that everyone wants to hear this story that breaks a family.

Therefore, most people in rare live broadcast rooms choose to deduct 1.

Only a few buttons and release barrage to say that they want to go on...

After seeing that most of the fans were deducted 1, Han Qingjun smiled at the live broadcast camera, "Okay, this fan named Lonely Boy, congratulations on getting the right to tell stories.

And I have followed you. Now you just need to go to real-name verification and then start the live broadcast, and you can come to Lianqi and tell your story... I went to you, you are actually an anchor, I feel like I was cheated!!"

As soon as Han Qingjun finished speaking, the fan who said he wanted to tell a story? He directly invited Han Qingjun to invite him on a microphone.

This made Han Qingjun feel like he was cheated...

Of course? Although he felt like he was being cheated, Han Qingjun finally accepted the invitation to connect to the microphone from the other party? He was ready to hang the microphone directly if the other party came to make trouble...

After the successful broadcast of the video, the screen in Han Qingjun's live broadcast room was instantly divided into two, and then Han Qingjun took one side? The fan who said he wanted to tell a story took one side...

This fan looks about twenty-two or three years old, and is a very handsome young man with a sunny and smiling face from time to time...

And after this fan succeeded in the fight, he immediately greeted Han Qingjun politely; "Hi, Dad Nini, Hello, fans and friends in the live broadcast room opposite, good evening, my name is An Ruoqi? Is my profession a game anchor? In addition, I am still an orphan who grew up in an orphanage, and the story I want to tell everyone is a story that happened to me..."

"Hello An Ruoqi, I'm very happy to be connected with you. At the same time, we are also happy to be your audience and listen to the stories you hide deep in your heart? Okay, now we'll leave your time to you? Let's start your performance..." Because I don't know if An Ruoqi on the opposite side is here to cause trouble, Han Qingjun asked him to start telling his story after a few simple words.

After nodding at Han Qingjun with a smile, An Ruoqi picked up a mask from the side and brought it to him. Then the voice was filled with a deep sadness? He began to tell his story;

The story happened? October 3, 1999, it was my birthday, so my father and mother decided to take a day off at home and take me out for fun and delicious food.

After that, my mother didn't know who said that there were sightseeing cars and cable cars on the other side of Dingfeng Mountain, and sitting on it allowed you to have a look at the beautiful scenery of Dingfeng Mountain. So in the end, my mother didn't resist the temptation. After discussing with my father, she decided that our whole family would go to Dingfeng Mountain to visit that day.

After the decision was made, our whole family set out early to the Dingfeng Mountain Scenic Area, and there were quite a few people who wanted to take the cable car at that time.

It was a bit boring at that time, so I calculated the number of people. The result was that, including our family of five, there were about 200 tourists, at the only cable car ride at the bottom of the Maling River Canyon at the foot of the peak mountain, waiting to take the cable car to the top of the mountain.

We waited for a long time until 11:10, and our family waited for a cable car that could go up the mountain. Maybe people at that time had no sense of safety. The small cable car we were riding at that time, which was only five or six square meters, actually squeezed out 35 passengers.

Afterwards, under severe overload, the cable car shaking for about ten minutes before slowly carrying us to stop on the top platform. Then the staff immediately walked over and opened the small door of the cable car, preparing to let us tourists come out of the car.

Alas, but at this moment, the accident happened. The cable car suddenly started to move incredible ways and began to slowly slide down. After the cable car slowly slid for about 30 meters, it began to fall towards the mountain like an arrow.

Afterwards, after a loud bang, the cable car hit the concrete floor 110 meters below, and the broken cables were flying around the mountains...

And just as the cable car fell, my parents immediately raised me, who was only four and a half years old, and was almost five years old.

The final result was that at that time, I had only suffered a little bit of a slight injury on my lips, and my parents passed away forever on that day...

When An Ruoqi was telling a story, Han Qingjun was holding a pen, listening to his story seriously while writing something in the book in a serious way. Of course, fans would not see the content written on it...

After An Ruoqi finished telling the story that happened to him, Han Qingjun put down the pen in his hand, picked up the guitar, and said with a slightly sad tone; "An Ruoqi, from the actions of your parents, grandparents and others, it is not difficult to see that they are leaving hope for you and leaving the last chance to...

So I want to use a very sad emotion to tell your parents, grandparents and their situation and mood at that time. At the same time, your situation was completely alive before you could see tomorrow. In addition, although you were at noon at that time, that day was dark for you, so the song I want to write for you is called [】..."
Chapter completed!