Chapter 503 Live Broadcast Again

Even in the Federation and the Empire, many dart and knife throwing training camps popped up overnight.

Many people who were attracted by Li Xunhuan's amazing knife-flying skills signed up for classes to learn.

Nowadays, except for those who have no talent, I guess everyone has mastered the basics of shooting.

Jiang Qin had practiced before, after all, she had to learn the weapons made by Yuan Ling, so she didn't join in the fun.

As for the new drama asked in the barrage, she didn't want to reveal too much, so she just randomly picked a few questions to answer.

"It's different from Journey to the West. You'll know when you see it."

"Yes, the actors have been chosen and filming will start in the next few days."

[Qinbao Qinbao, will you be looking for a new partner soon?]

[Yes, Qinbao, you don’t have enough partners yet, right?]

[I would like to introduce myself. I am an S-class orc and I am only 18 years old!]

When Jiang Qin saw this kind of barrage, she simply closed her eyes. As long as she couldn't see it, she didn't have to answer.

In the end, there were too many comments, so she said, "Let's stop here. You guys are talking too fast. I'd better sing a few songs for everyone.

It just so happens that these songs will be uploaded to the music platform tonight."

Hearing this, the withered sapling above her head suddenly stood up.

[Huh? I've been wanting to ask this for a while now. Qinbao, why did you buy a hair accessory like this? It looks so fresh...]

What she actually wanted to say was that this hair accessory looked so stupid, but when Jiang Qin wore it, it did look very fresh.

[Where did you buy it? I want the same one.]

[I just noticed it, and thought it was some of Qinbao's vegetables.]

[Although it's a bit silly and cute, it seems to have quite a personality?]

Then everyone asked about the purchase link.

Jiang Qin: “…”

There are actually people who like hair growth? What a unique taste.

"We made this ourselves, so there's no link. You can take a picture and find someone to make the same one."

[Can anyone make it? Are there no copyright fees?]

"Yes, anyone can make it, and it's fine for commercial use, so just take the screenshots yourself."

Jiang Qin's generosity once again surprised everyone.

They were afraid that they would miss the soup if they were late, so they quickly contacted people to start mass production.

…

Next, Jiang Qin stopped looking at the comments and sang a few songs that she had recorded in her free time these few days.

The melodious piano music evoked memories of many people.

[It's been a while since I've seen Qin Bao playing the piano. It feels like I've been back to when she was working in a bar.]

[Ms. Jiang Qin's piano playing is still the most pleasant. I just don't feel that other people's piano playing is as touching.]

[As a newly promoted pianist, I feel I still have a lot of room for improvement.]

Although netizens haven't seen Jiang Qin playing the piano for a long time, she has actually been practicing all the time.

After all, if you don't play for a long time, you will probably become rusty.

How can music that is not smooth move people?

Jiang Qin lowered her head and played the piano, her red lips slightly parted:

“Empty streets

I want to find someone to vent my feelings for

Make this decision

Loneliness is my neighbor..."

She likes this type of quiet songs very much, especially the song "Always Quiet", which has accompanied her through many nights of staying up late to study.

Whenever she sings such songs, her heart can feel a moment of peace.

The sapling swayed two leaves, obviously enjoying the music.

The comments in the live broadcast room also quieted down. Many people put on earplugs and lay quietly on the bed, closing their eyes and listening.

***

When Jiang Qin started the live broadcast, An Mingchen knocked on his eldest brother's door.

However, after knocking for more than ten minutes, the person inside did not respond, as if he had made up his mind to pretend to be asleep.

He sighed, "Brother, I know you're still awake, can you open the door?"

There was no response from inside, and he didn't leave. He simply projected the live broadcast room at the door of the room and listened to music.

Because he knew that his brother would not turn on the sound insulation system in the room when he was at home.

Even though he was annoying and kept knocking on the door, my brother would not block out the sound.

So he was sure that his brother could hear the songs he played.

A faint singing voice came into the room.

An Mingjie, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and depressed, did hear it, but he still did not move. He just wanted to lie there until he died.

But gradually, his pessimistic thoughts seemed to stop, and he focused entirely on singing.

"The love I give you has always been quiet

In exchange for your occasional care

It's clearly a movie about three people

I still can’t have a name…”

Every sentence will make people subconsciously listen carefully.

When the song ended, the darkness in the room was suffocating.

Fortunately, the singing soon started again, and this time it was still a song with a quieter melody.

An Mingjie had never heard this type of song before. It was quiet with a hint of sadness, but it would not make people linger in sadness, but would lead them to let go.

He had been engaged to his childhood fiancée, but the engagement was called off after he was deported from the military last month.

A relationship that lasted for twenty years ended just like that.

I thought that even if my fiancée had many partners, he would still be special in her heart.

After all, they had known each other since they were five years old, grew up together, went to school together, and were each other's first love.

She once told him that she wanted to marry him and grow old with him.

As a result, when the news came back that he was deported from the army and could only recuperate at home from now on, she didn't even wait for him to come back, and directly went to the elders of both sides to cancel the engagement.

He was still thinking about how to support his female master in the future, but he suddenly became devastated.

Having lost his most beloved career and his fiancée whom he had loved deeply for twenty years, he really could not find the meaning of continuing to live.

So he committed suicide.

Unfortunately, he was discovered by his younger brother and rescued in time.

His mother cried bitterly and his father begged him to stay alive, but he finally couldn't bear to commit suicide again, so he simply hid in his room and didn't go out.

He knew his family was worried, but he really didn't want to face this terrible world anymore.

Every day his younger brother would knock on the door and talk to him.

Today is no exception.

I thought he would leave after he finished talking, just like usual, but I didn't expect that my brother didn't say much today. Instead, he quietly played music at his door.

Although the melody of this song is not bright and cheerful, he feels as if his sadness has been relieved.

Without even noticing it himself, he actually began to silently look forward to the next song.

Soon, the familiar singing voice sounded again, and this time the song still brought peace of mind and body.

"Dear, you want to live freely

Trapped in the trivial world of fireworks

My dear, I have also been tossing and turning..."