Delicate pastries and fruits were laid out on the coffee table.
The final of "Singing and Composition Academy" was being broadcast live on a large screen not far away.
A young man with delicate and beautiful features was nestled on a soft beanbag chair, looking at the big screen with a bored expression, without commenting on the contestants.
A mobile phone was propped up diagonally opposite the young man, recording his relaxed state and uploading it to the live stream.
The live stream had only been going on for a dozen minutes when the number of viewers had already reached tens of millions.
The phone screen was covered with bullet comments, including not only Chinese characters but also many other languages.
It's clear that international friends heard about Fu Bai's upcoming live stream and found their way to the live stream room.
Because Fu Bai was watching the live stream, he missed a lot of compliments in the chat, so 748 came in handy.
“748,” Fu Bai shouted in his mind.
748: [I'm here.]
Fu Bai: "Connect to the live stream and read the comments to me."
After thinking for a moment, Fu Bai added earnestly, "Remember to read it with feeling. I want to hear my fans' heartfelt praise for me."
748：::::::
748 reluctantly dragged out a long, drawn-out "Okay."
And with a wicked grin, he secretly thought that he must pick a few comments from the haters and read them out to disgust this vain vixen.
Soon, 748 discovered that finding comments from haters was extremely difficult. He wondered if the live stream had some kind of keyword blocking setting, because after searching for two minutes, he couldn't find a single comment from a hater.
Not only that, when I accessed Weibo yesterday, many fans called me "husband/wife," but when I was directly facing Fu Bai today, no one called me that.
How strange, are all the humans in this little world so reserved?
Why are you afraid to call someone "husband" or "wife" in front of them?
748 couldn't understand the fans' reserve for the time being, so he randomly picked a few comments and read them aloud in a broadcasting voice within his blank mind:
[Wow, this is a beauty overload! I could stare at this face all day.]
Clarence is truly blessed by the heavens; his face and figure are masterpieces sculpted by the goddess Nuwa, and his voice is kissed by angels. How can someone be so perfect? He's so perfect that you can't even feel jealous; you can only look up to him in awe.
[Ahhh, those pale legs aren't just legs, they're the spring waters of the Seine; that pale waist isn't just a waist, it's a deadly, seductive blade; that pale back isn't just a back, it's a Bulgarian rose.]
Fu Bai listened with a satisfied expression, nestled on the beanbag chair, looking languid and relaxed, his smiling face utterly captivating.
Fu Bai: "Continue."
748: (ー_ー)!!
Why doesn't Fu Bai feel embarrassed or nauseous at all when he hears these flattering compliments? He even wants to keep listening!
748's expression was one of utter despair, but its tone became increasingly emotional, eventually even adopting a strained voice, attempting to disgust Fu Bai and make him end this torture.
I thought I'd seen enough sunshine, until I met you, and I realized I'd never truly seen it before.
Wow, what kind of deity has descended to earth and shot me right in the heart?
On the big screen, the live stream from the Singer-Songwriter Academy continued. Outside the big screen, 748's emotional recitation of compliments also continued.
The live stream was boring, but the compliments were genuine and pleasant to hear.
Under 748's deeply emotional voice-over, Fu Bai sat steadily.
Every time 748 paused even slightly, he would hear Fu Bai urging him on, showering him with increasingly cheesy and exaggerated compliments. The more Fu Bai listened, the happier he became, and the brighter his smile became.
Fans were captivated by Fu Bai's smile, and thus showered him with compliments.
This is a virtuous cycle.
748: Benign individual...
Never mind, it's a socialist system, so they don't use foul language.
The torture lasted for nearly an hour before 748 finally found an excuse to stop.
[Fu Baibai, Su Jinhan is about to go on stage. What are you planning to do?]
You couldn't have just been watching the live stream today, could you?
Fu Bai didn't answer 748's question. He glanced at the time and said to the viewers in the live stream, "It's pretty boring. I appreciate you guys watching with me."
[I didn't even watch what the Singer-Songwriter Academy was performing; my attention was completely on Kris's face (Ugh, why can't I type those two characters? Calling him Kris sounds so awkward)]
[I'm not here to watch the live stream, I'm here to watch Fu Bai (I can't play either, so the comments won't appear).]
I guess the ladies in the previous posts wanted to call those two people who were legally married by a specific name.
Not only that, even (synonyms for "brother") are forbidden.
Fu Bai didn't notice some strange comments on the screen and said to himself, "To thank you for watching the live stream with me, I'll play a song for you."
After saying that, he stood up and disappeared from the camera's view.
Not long after, Fu Bai reappeared, this time with a guitar in his hand.
748 diligently helped viewers in the live stream ask questions.
[Fan asked: Fu Baibai, are you going to play a new song?]
Looking at the live stream camera, Fu Bai replied, "It's not exactly a new song. I sang it on stage at the school anniversary celebration in high school. I just remembered it recently, so I made some changes. It's a song that's neither new nor old."
After answering the question, Fu Bai gently plucked the guitar strings and began to hum a tune.
At the same time, the live broadcast of "Singing and Composition Academy" was taking place.
Su Jinhan carried his guitar onto the stage. He was dressed in his high school suit, looking like a melancholy pretty boy. He sat on a high stool with his legs propped up, holding his guitar, and began his performance.
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