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Chapter 31???

"Boy, don't run, don't run, take your life"

"Oh, sorry, I'm driving this road, I planted this tree, if you want to pass by this, keep the heads."

"I am here, who dares not accept it?"

The old man started broadcasting again, and this time it started broadcasting at 7 o'clock. After playing two chickens, he started playing Honor of Kings.

This time, the old man showed his might. His skills have increased greatly, controlling the characters to kill all directions.

Although it cannot meet the level of a professional player, it can definitely be considered a master. Killing is so smooth and kingly style.

"The old man has made too fast, is this talent?"

"I believe in talent. If it is not talent, who can explain it?"

"Damn it, it's so damn."

Seeing the old man keep taking heads, the young man watching the live broadcast is no longer calm.

How long has it been? In less than two months, the old man became a master in League of Legends. At this pace of progress, it was no surprise that the old man appeared in the professional arena of League of Legends that day. This progress was too fast.

After more than an hour of live broadcast, Qiao Zhiguo quit the game.

"Today's live broadcast ended. But the live broadcast was not over. In the past, I envied the singers who wandered in various cities with guitars on their backs. I thought they were cool. A guitar traveled to the world, just like an ancient knight, and a sword could rush to the world."

Qiao Zhiguo's words made netizens who watched the live broadcast stunned, and they didn't know what the old man was going to do.

"During this period, I have also learned to learn guitar. Today I want to try it. I have prepared a few things, wigs, does it feel a bit like wearing them, and there is also a small speaker..."

The old man took out his equipment and started dressing up, put on a wig, changed into a dress, and put on a black flat-glass.

After dressing up, I really feel like a wandering singer.

After the work was done, Qiao Zhiguo went out.

"The old man is going to be a demon again"

"Will the old man sing be deadly?"

"I think the old man will make a comeback"

"Sit down and ask for the old man's coordinates"

"Old man, you are in that city, let your brothers support you."

Everyone in the live broadcast room became lively, but Qiao Zhiguo didn't tell everyone to boycott it.

Choose the address, set up your phone, Qiao Zhiguo opens the guitar and puts the guitar box at his feet.

A simple microphone and stand, two compact Bluetooth speakers.

"Let's put some change as a tutor, hoping to earn enough before meals,"

Qiao Zhiguo put a few dollars in the guitar box, and this action made fans in the live broadcast room laugh so hard that their stomachs hurt.

"The old man is really pretty."

"The old man has new skills"

"Don't make a comeback, otherwise the old man might be fascinated by wandering again."

"Wuwuwu, now the old man has less chicken-eating. Can he still eat chicken well after he gets hooked on the wandering?"

"Hahaha, who knows where this is? I'll ask for a seat"

The live broadcast room became lively, but passers-by did not respond much. Qiao Zhiguo chose the location at a bustling night market intersection. This spot was lively. There were many people coming and going, and there were many curious people, but no one stopped.

After everything was ready, Qiao Zhiguo started singing.

Without accompaniment, just a guitar accompaniment, no sound card, just a voice.

When Qiao Zhiguo spoke, the live broadcast room exploded. A folk song that everyone is familiar with, Qiao Zhiguo sang a different flavor.

Qiao Zhiguo's voice is full of traces of time and is very recognizable. If there are time travelers here, they will definitely recognize it, because this voice is very similar to Leehom's voice.

It has its own taste, full of time. Plus the silver attribute bonus, it sounds really nice.

"I'll go, the old man's voice sounds so nice."

"Old man, tell me honestly how many skills do you have hidden?"

"It seems that there is still a piano, fitness, and you can drive."

"It sounds so nice, old man, we have to listen in the live broadcast room."

"What games do you want to play in the music industry in the future?"

"Do you want to rebel upstairs?"

"This voice is really sensible, I feel the taste of time."

Fans in the live broadcast room exploded. The old man who was not good at doing his job and didn't play games well, and he actually became a wandering singer. The key is that he sang so well.

Qiao Zhiguo couldn't see the lively broadcast room, but some people were attracted by Qiao Zhiguo's singing.

When Qiao Zhiguo sings, he not only has the attribute bonus of the singer, but also the attribute bonus of the guitarist.

The dual attributes were added together, and someone stopped soon, and some young people even took out their mobile phones to take photos.

Some people took out the change from their pockets and put it in the guitar box.

Chinese people like to join in the fun, and the number of people stopping is increasing, and this scene also makes Qiao Zhiguo excited.

"Thank you, I'll give you the next song..."

Qiao Zhiguo was very excited. This matter was really exciting and fulfilling.

Singing on the street and in the live broadcast room are completely different feelings, especially when you see more and more people stop and feel full of accomplishment.

There are more and more people, and the money in the box is getting more and more, and Qiao Zhiguo is also singing one song after another.

Most of them are folk songs, which sound very touching, without accompaniment or sound card, just a guitar, a microphone, and a voice.

But his voice is so awesome that any song that comes to Qiao Zhiguo will become his own taste.

The live broadcast room was already in full swing. At first they thought Qiao Zhiguo was just for the sake of freshness and fun.

But when Qiao Zhiguo started singing, everyone realized that Qiao Zhiguo's strength was really strong. He was much awesome than those professional singing anchors on the platform.

Those anchors all carry voice cards. Qiao Zhiguo doesn’t have it, it’s real kung fu. He is not a novice, he is a king who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

"Thank you, thank you everyone. The next song is a song I wrote myself. The name is "Life is not just about the fertility in front of me". I hope everyone likes it and wish you a happy and fulfilling life in the future."

After singing for more than an hour, Qiao Zhiguo was surrounded by crowds, and there were probably one or two hundred people.

Qiao Zhiguo's words made the onlookers full of expectations, and the fans of the live broadcast widened their eyes.

Original songs, the old man has this skill, old man, don’t be too awesome, okay?

Isn’t the name of this song written when Qiao Zhiguo was traveling? It has now been regarded as a classic by countless netizens.

The guitar rang. Qiao Zhiguo started singing:

Mom sat in front of the door, humming the flowers and the boy

Although it has been many years, I remember her tears

Those dark times, those persistence and panic

Before leaving, my mother looked at me and said

Life is not just about the misery in front of you, but also about poetry and the distant fields

You came to the world with bare hands, and did not care about everything to find that sea

...

The song echoed in the night sky, full of the voice of time, Qiao Zhiguo interpreted this song with another flavor, a flavor of time.
Chapter completed!
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