Godly Auxiliary System

When his roommate saw him, his eyes went straight to the point that he couldn't care less about eating chicken. He hurriedly crawled over, "When did Mr Ye start a live broadcast?"    

"This is too mystical!"    

At the same time, the other students watching the broadcast were also dumbfounded.    

"Damn, this is fake right?"    

"How could this be?"    

"Mr Ye, you are too unkind. Not long after finishing class, you went to broadcast live. Your progress is too big!"    

"I submit!"    

Martial Arts Association.    

Some members of the association were watching the broadcast at night and were completely dumbfounded:    

"F * ck, how could this be the guild leader?"    

A certain group of martial arts fans.    

The group owner said: "Quick, quickly go to Fighting Shrimp Platform, Mr Ye is broadcasting a live broadcast!"    

"Holy shit, really?"    

"Mr Ye is really broadcasting a live broadcast?"    

"Hurry up and tell me, is it a live broadcast of martial arts training? I'm going to learn it!"    

The members were wild with joy.    

The group owner was suddenly surprised, "Uh, this … Mr Ye is not teaching martial arts live, but singing live. This matter can't be explained in a few words … "    

The members were all stunned.    

Singing?    

"..."    

In a certain bedroom, Boss Wang was watching a live broadcast. He was about to fall asleep, but the truth was that Singing God wanted to reveal his real face, which made Boss Wang excited. He had sent Singing God for so long, but he had not seen this person's real face.    

"Damn, damn!" "This really is Doctor Ye, in the future …"    

Boss Wang didn't know how to describe it, but this matter had already broken through his mental boundary. Who would have thought that the person beside him was actually such a big streamer?    

Although in the Boss Wang's heart, the Doctor Ye was already powerful enough and sometimes even played the role of an expert, he never thought that the domain that the Doctor Ye was broadcasting in would actually be this powerful …    

"No, I have to talk to Lao Liu about this matter tomorrow, it's simply …" The Boss Wang thought to himself, Lao Liu never watched live broadcasts, and when he got excited, he brushed all the lights in his hands.    

Boss Wang was heartbroken. He had saved up all these for a month.    

"..."    

The whole news had spread through the Tsinghua University forums.    

A group of night owl students who had not slept at all all all squeezed into the live broadcast room. Previously, they did not watch the live broadcast and directly registered their accounts just to get a screen for Mr Ye. After walking for a period of time, the Mr Ye was able to miss every single one of the students …    

After the Mr Ye left, they would have to face a bunch of old-fashioned and strict professors in their new school year. In addition to the revision of the new textbooks, the completion rate for the semester would be even lower than before by a few percentage points, making them unable to stop themselves.    

"Mr Ye, I missed you so much!"    

"Mr Ye, without you, your life is just like the fear of being taught a lesson …"    

"Mr Ye, how can you be so outstanding? Why don't you come back and teach us music?"    

"Mr Ye, our Tsinghua University Arts Department needs you!"    

"Mr Ye, our Peking University Arts Department needs you too!"    

"Scram! The Mr Ye is our Tsinghua University's!"    

A group of Tsinghua University Peking University students immediately posted on the screen.    

Some of the brothers in the screen were all stunned. "Stop bullshitting. Are the Tsinghua University Arts Department, Tsinghua University's Peking University, per capita? Are the cultural qualities of our live broadcast room already so high?"    

"You little brothers, what's the matter? Singing God, you guys are all worked up. I can understand why you guys are starting to forge your diplomas, I even graduated from Oxford University! "    

"Ai, this is too social. There are some people watching the broadcast right now. Why are they so boastful? I'm very honest. Brother, you've graduated from college. I think you're above average …"    

The students from Tsinghua University could not accept this outcome.    

"We are Tsinghua University's students."    

"How can I not believe it? Do you want me to show you the admission certificate?"    

Other Bullets:    

"F * ck, we're not done yet!"    

"Mr Ye, I'm a fan of your martial arts. Can you teach us martial arts live?"    

"Mr Ye, I am a medical intern. Can you tell me more about medical techniques?"    

"Mr Ye, I'm your face …"    

"Holy shit, Singing God showing his face, why did it cause such a commotion? Just now, I checked the identity of the Mr Ye on the internet, and my mind is a little muddled … "    

"Me too, in chaos as in chaos …"    

A portion of the people were in a state of confusion.    

In the mansion.    

Similarly, there was also Wang Tongda who was in a mess. Watching the live broadcast, he finally found out the true colors of Singing God, then went to Baidu to check it out, only to feel that the other party's life experience was too abundant. His fingers habitually searched around a little, only then did he remember that he had already quit smoking.    

There were too many shells in the live broadcast room. They were being refreshed like crazy every second.    

Fighting Shrimp Corporation's backstage technology department.    

The group of technicians were going crazy.    

"F * ck, the bus is going to explode soon!"    

"What are you waiting for, quickly switch routes!" Brother Zhang was so anxious that he started sweating. The number of bullets increased again.    

"Tsk, tsk …" "I can't cut it, the interface is stuck …" The technician Lee wanted to cry.    

"Then let's start the emergency plan. Hurry up and block all the projectiles. Delay the display and restrict speech …"    

"OK, Brother Zhang."    

The technical staff did the operation again. In just a few minutes, it was like there was a big battle going on. They then heaved a sigh of relief. It had finally been resolved.    

"This Singing God is too terrifying."    

"What's going on with the Mr Ye inside the shell screen? Where did all these people come from? "    

"Mr Ye, you don't even know about it, go to Baidu for a bit." A technician who browsed Weibo every day said.    

Brother Zhang still had some lingering fear in his heart, but it had finally stabilized. He had already controlled the surge of incoming traffic, "My considerations are still incorrect. The display system of the bomb screen still needs to be improved. There are still too many loopholes."    

"No no, Brother Zhang, you've already done very well."    

"Yeah, if it wasn't for Brother Zhang, we wouldn't even know what to do."    

The other technicians sincerely said.    

The door to the technical department suddenly opened.    

"What's going on? How did the data become like this, it's not like they are secretly adjusting the flow of traffic, I did not give you all a target at the beginning of the month, some anchors can help increase their popularity, but there's no need to raise the number of people on the platform by a few million. How are you guys doing this, are all pigs!"    

A few technicians looked over and felt that they had been wrongly accused, "Supervisor, this really isn't our pot. We didn't have the time to raise it yet, this flow of several million was all caused by our Singing God Studio …"    

Sun Yanghui was immediately stunned.