After being broken by Qingmei, I became a top player

When the translator said this meaning, the entire barrage stopped for a moment.

Then a large wave of barrages came out like crazy.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Fuck, it's not enough to express my feelings. Brother Erhu, can you write me a love poem? I'll give you any money!

No, I paid attention to Brother Erhu because of his oral broadcast. Now that he's doing this, I'm a little bit at a loss, family members.

“Now I can’t even understand poetry if I don’t read.”

You are all reading poems, but no one thinks about why Brother Erhu can write such poems?

Hey, I remember the person before said that Brother Erhu confessed his love to Classmate Pei and failed. No way. Could it be that Brother Erhu wrote this poem to Classmate Pei?

Case solved!

Brother Erhu is really not that good at erhu, piano, ventriloquism, and love poetry. He just looks a little bit ugly, which is a pity.

In the future, instead of Brother Erhu, please call me Brother Crab!

Looking at the comments on the barrage, Wang Xiaolin touched his beard, feeling a little embarrassed.

He only saw two levels of meaning before, but now that netizens have translated the third level of meaning, he seems a little confused.

Fortunately, no one knows.

As one minute passed, a voting interface popped up in the live broadcast room. Each viewer had three votes and could vote for the three people they thought performed best.

Hundreds of thousands of viewers also cast their votes at this time.

Wang Xiaolin looked at the vote trend backstage and nodded. It was not beyond his expectations.

Seeing this, he got up and walked towards the living room.

Thank you for your performance. The audience has now started voting. It will end in five minutes. During this period, all viewers can change their choices.

In these five minutes, each guest can once again interpret his or her work to attract votes.

After the director finished speaking, someone began to speak.

However, the trio of Bug Brothers seem to have given up on treatment.

Two minutes passed. When Wang Xiaolin saw that Chen Shuren was still silent, he took the initiative to call his name.

Chen Shuren, why don't you explain your poem? Netizens are currently discussing your poem a lot, saying that your poem has three meanings.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Shuren.

Even Qin Baobao looked over curiously.

Which third floor?

Chen Shuren was curious and asked.

Wang Xiaolin said the three meanings of the translator one by one, and then everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Chen Shuren.

Especially Pei Shiting, her whole body trembled after hearing You will not fall in love with me unless the world is turned upside down.

Her thoughts are the same as those of some netizens.

Is this love poem by Chen Shuren written for himself?

Once this idea comes to mind, there is no going back.

Thinking of what Chen Shuren has done over the years, and his attitude towards Chen Shuren.

She also somewhat understood why Chen Shuren's attitude suddenly changed after rejecting him.

All this gave Pei Shiting an answer.

That is, after facing the impossible, Chen Shuren had already buried this feeling.

Thinking of this, Pei Shiting's heart suddenly tightened, and her eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Shuren, who was sitting with Qin Baobao.

Chen Shuren nodded after hearing Wang Xiaolin's translation about netizens.

This year's netizens are pretty good, and they've pretty much explained everything.

almost?

This word was not only captured by Wang Xiaolin, but also some other netizens raised question marks.

What's going on? Does it mean anything else?

Brother translator, what do you say?

Well... I can't think of any other meaning. Let's listen to what Brother Crab has to say.

As the audience's mouthpiece, Wang Xiaolin naturally asked this question.

Chen Shuren smiled and said: After I died, I fell into the sea. Crabs were eating me. After I died, someone was writing about me in a notebook and remembering me. There were maple leaves and snowflakes piled on my grave. Only after I died did you think of me. I.

After Chen Shuren finished speaking, netizens fell silent.

Yes, some things can only be cherished after they are lost.

But how many people are lucky enough to find someone they have missed?

Suddenly, with the last half minute of the voting window, many people in the live broadcast room canceled their choices.

In the backstage of the program, the column representing Chen Shuren's votes began to grow.

When the voting ended and Wang Xiaolin announced the final results, everyone showed an expected expression.

Nine people, the lowest number of votes is 101 votes, and the highest number of votes is 350,000.

The lowest among the trio is the alumnus of Jinghong Academy who once targeted Chen Shuren for no apparent reason.

This includes the poor performance just now and the backlash he brought against Chen Shuren.

Originally, Chen Shuren had no fans, so no one would say anything about him.

But now, Chen Shuren not only has book fans, but also erhu and piano fans. What’s more, there is a group of fans who are waiting for Chen Shuren to teach them how to write love letters.

After these people found out that Chen Shuren was a treasure boy, they naturally hated him who had been a stumbling block before.

What's more amazing is that nearly ten thousand people voted for Brother Chongzi. Although he did not become the three remaining people, he somehow became the fifth most popular person, even more popular than Wang Wen who sang, danced and played piano. high.

After the rankings were announced, the six people who did not advance to the next week were a little disappointed.

But then, after they learned that Wang Xiaolin actually gave each of them three minutes to show off himself one last time, they all cheered up again.

Compared with those students in the same grade, even if they only stayed in this variety show for a week, they are still better than most freshmen.

Even many sophomores are not as popular as they are at this time.

Just as the six people who were leaving were taking turns performing, Pei Shiting walked next to Chen Shuren.

Chen Shuren, you...what's the name of your piano music...

Pei Shiting put her hands behind her back and clutched the corners of her clothes. For the first time when she faced Chen Shuren, she was speechless.

Originally, she came here to ask who the poem was written for, but for some reason, after seeing Chen Shuren, she didn't dare to ask, so she could only change the topic.

Qin Baobao on the side was still watching the performance of the six people with great interest, but when he heard the question about the name of the piano music, his ears pricked up.

Well... I haven't picked a name yet.

Chen Shuren hesitated and said this.

I see, I thought I already had a name.

After saying that, Pei Shiting suddenly didn't know what to say. Qin Baobao on the side was also a little disappointed that he didn't hear the answer he wanted.

At this moment, Wang Xiaolin came over and asked the same question as Pei Shiting. After knowing that the name had not been chosen yet, he suggested that Chen Shuren decide on the name quickly.

Because if a promotional video is released in the future, it would be better if it has a name.

Chen Shuren thought for a while, glanced at Pei Shiting, and finally turned his attention to Qin Baobao, who was sitting on a stool next to him, eating fruit and shaking his feet.

That's right, let's call it...To Baby Qin.

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PS: I made a mistake. There was a mistake in the last chapter about the three-line love letter. It has been revised. The second meaning is as follows.

[It’s me peeling the crab’s shell, it’s me writing you in my notebook, the maple leaves and snowflakes all over the sky are falling on me, it’s me thinking about you. 】