Chapter 11: Thank you for not killing!

The above patterns are all IDs, and the speed is getting slower and slower and slower, and finally stopped completely on an ID called "Wang Meili, I'm Going".
Gong Nanbei smiled and said: "Congratulations to this friend named Wang Meili, who I left, got lucky, and I will connect with him next!" After Gong Nanbei finished speaking, he manually clicked Lianmai.
After beeping, beeping, beeping, three beeps, the live broadcast screen is divided into two, the left is the palace, the north and the south, but the right is pitch black.
Gong Nanbei leaned closer to the phone and said, "This friend, can you hear my voice?"
"..."
The picture was still pitch black and there was no sound. Gong Nanbei looked up at the sky. It was noon now, and the sky was bright outside. Why was the other party so dark? Is it blocking the camera?
"My friend, can you hear me?"
Gong Nanbei asked again, and this time the other party responded to him, and a hoarse male voice sounded.
"can"
Gong Nanbei breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the answer from the other party. The atmosphere just now was really a little embarrassing. Gong Nanbei gave a light cough and smiled: "It's such a friend. My live broadcast room is currently holding an event, I believe You should also know something about it. This is how you can specify a subject matter and let me write a song. You can also talk about your experience. I will write a song for this experience."
"..."
After Gong Nanbei finished speaking, the other party was silent again. After he called the other party two or three times in a row, the other party's voice sounded again.
"Can I tell you a story?"
Gong Nan Bei Xin Dao What is this unfolding? Why doesn't this big brother play cards according to the routine? He didn't sing to him yet, he wanted to tell a story for himself.
The barrage is also dominating the screen again.
"Who has the time to listen to your story! Hurry up and let my husband sing!"
"That is, who loves to hear your broken stories!"
"I don't know how to cherish such a good opportunity. If the quota is given to me, I will definitely let Lao Gong write a song for me and my girlfriend!"
Gong Nanbei also noticed the unfriendliness on the barrage, and hurriedly said, "My friends, don’t worry. This gentleman wants me to write a song for this story. Please be quiet for the time being and listen to this gentleman. Tell the story"
With Gong Nanbei's words, the barrage in the live broadcast room was reduced by more than half, and the man's hoarse voice rang again.
"The story may be a bit old-fashioned. In a small city in the past, boys and girls were childhood sweethearts and grew up together. The boys once thought that maybe they could stay like this until they are old."
"The boy's academic performance is very good. After the college entrance examination is over, his score is enough for him to go abroad to school, but the girl's score is relatively average. The girl asks him to stay in the country so that the two of them can be together. For the so-called happiness, The boy agreed"
"The two came to the capital to study together because they both came from small cities. They had difficulty at home, and the clothes they wore were very shabby. They were often laughed at by others. The boy worked hard and made money! He wanted to buy for girls. The most beautiful clothes! He himself is not afraid of being laughed at by others, but he can't see others say that girls are bad!"
When the man said this, his voice changed a little, and it sounded a little choked. Even Gong Nan Bei could hear the emotion contained in his voice.
All the barrage had disappeared, and everyone listened quietly to the hoarse voice of the man in the dark picture on the right.
"The girl is beautiful. When the boy dresses up for her to earn money, she becomes a class flower. Some people begin to pursue her. Among them, there are many handsome boys. The girl is a country girl. When did you see this kind of scene? In her first year of sophomore year, she proposed to break up"
The man's voice calmed down again, as if these things could no longer hurt him, he continued.
"She was with a brother-in-law from a wealthy family, and lived a life of drunkenness and love. The boy was still working hard, but this time he was not trying to dress up for someone else, but just trying to exhaust himself, paralyze himself, and let himself There is no time to think about the things that pierced his heart."
"In the first year of the junior year, the girl returned to the boy. She broke up with the boy brother. She said that the boy brother had another woman outside and always beat her when he was drunk."
"The boy went to the son to make a theory, and finally, hehehe, don't mention it."
The man's voice was even more hoarse, not knowing whether it was because of crying or because of the stimulation of tobacco.
"The two have been together for half a year. It was the happiest half of the year for the boy. They lived together. He felt that the girl was his world! And the girl is used to high consumption. She spends a lot of money and spends a week casually. , Is the boy’s two months’ income"
"The girl left again, but the boy doesn't blame him. Isn't it an old saying, men are not capable, don't blame women for being too realistic, he only blames himself for being incapable!"
"She returned to the rich second-generation side, and the boy kept paying attention to everything about her, which aroused the disgust of the rich second-generation, but she seemed to like the feeling of always having a spare tire behind her, and she waited until college graduation. That day, the rich second generation held her waist and appeared in front of the boy"
"And she, she said in her own mouth, I don't love you! Please stay away and never appear in my world again!"
"..."
The man's voice ends here, Gong Nan Bei hasn't recovered for a long time, but the barrage has exploded!
"This TM is to lick the dog! Licking the dog will not kill you!"
"Yes! There is no dignity of a man at all! Pooh!"
"Put your mouth upstairs clean, this is a wonderful man!"
"Hey, don't cry, it's okay without her, you still have sister and me"
"Hehehe, pay attention to the question upstairs. They said that girls are naturally beautiful. If you want to deliver goods to your door, you have to see if you look good?"
There was noisy on the barrage, but Gong Nan Bei kept his head down and said nothing.
Waiting for the barrage to quarrel for three or four minutes before someone noticed this. Many people were curious, what happened to Gong Nan Bei? What is it doing with your head down? How about playing with fingers?
And at this moment, Gong Nanbei looked up and saw his eyes were red, and tears were rolling in his eye sockets, as if there was a little stimulation, the tears could stay.
Many people who want to ridicule, when they see his eyes, they don’t know how to ridicule. Who would ridicule an infatuated person?
Gong Nanbei quickly wiped his tears, and whispered softly, "Brother, me, can I write a song to this story?"
"..."
The other party was still silent. After Gong Nanbei asked two or three times, the other party hummed softly. The other party's voice was very slow and hoarse, as if tired.
Gong Nanbei closed his eyes and whispered in a soft voice: "The swords and shadows that I have experienced in my life are not as good as your saying I don't love you, every word will punish the heart! You should thank her for not killing!"
"Please give me ten minutes and I will give you a song!"
Primary soundtrack production skills, launch!