185: Live talent show

“I need sweet, everyday romance; that's my pillar of life. Only by seeing it do I feel there's hope in life.”

“Flower market, flower market! Be direct, people! We must have flower market daily life.”

“Upstairs, do you want to witness the streamer's demise? The streamer must wear… ”

“Scenery and culture. Life is hard. I only have 250 left in my pocket. Thank you, big brother, for showing me the world.”

“KTV, bar. I'm a very proper person. Not for anything else, but just to criticize the unhealthy trends in Vietnam. Only one request: send me the address after you go.”

“…”

Li Qinghe watched as the live stream room, with tens of thousands of people, ebbed and flowed. Countless people argued fiercely; no matter the direction, there were supporters and opponents.

It seemed no clear result would emerge in a short time.

Because it was his first live stream, Li Qinghe wasn't clear about the live stream's functions. He thought that next time he went live, he must enable a voting function.

Since there was no result, Li Qinghe took a rough look. Hedonistic pleasures and daily scenery both had about half the support in the live stream room.

He decided that he could film all of these things later. With the future camera in hand, what couldn't he film? Even if you were lying on a hundred-meter-high building, hehehe, Li Qinghe could still create a live stream for you.

Qinghe Worry-Free Media's number one killer weapon was not a bluff; it was just that such things couldn't be done, because there was a job in this world called 'porter' and even more powerful mythical beasts.

Li Qinghe didn't want to be boycotted everywhere in Vietnam. Enjoying life was what he wanted. If it weren't for the system binding him to this matter, he wouldn't have the leisure to guess fans' preferences and shoot videos.

However, Li Qinghe, in front of the camera, worked with tears in his eyes, because this was his base. TT already had over 600,000 followers, while the domestic count had just passed half.

“Friends, family, everyone, there's no need to argue. This time when I go out, I will record videos of various types of content, trying my best to meet everyone's different needs.”

Li Qinghe cleared his throat, deciding to end the debate about future filming directions.

After all, the Dragon Nation was so big that even eating tofu pudding had a salty faction and a sweet faction, not to mention the even more intense debate over zongzi.

“Just now, a big brother said he wanted me to perform a talent, but it's the middle of the night, and I don't have dedicated soundproofing here. Singing isn't realistic, and a man wiggling his hips to dance isn't very appealing. I'll perform a vocal impression for everyone instead…”

Li Qinghe began to explain the content and rules of his performance.

He asked everyone to choose their favorite actor or celebrity, sending the format as: celebrity name + celebrity gender + content to be spoken in that voice.

Li Qinghe would screenshot after shouting “123”, and the name at the top of each screenshot would be the person Li Qinghe would imitate.

Li Qinghe would search for video clips of these people on the spot, listen to how they spoke, and then imitate their voice to read out the content requested by the fans.

When Li Qinghe played this game, he was very confident. He wasn't worried at all about being unable to imitate others' voices.

However, he limited the number of imitations to 3 times. It was enough to demonstrate; if he kept going, he probably wouldn't finish imitating until dawn.

The live stream room became lively again. Before Li Qinghe even started, people were already spamming the screen.

Even a few high-level users who hadn't spoken before started sending floating screen messages. Judging by the account names, there were both men and women.

It was clear that Li Qinghe's proposed talent show had also piqued the interest of these wealthy men and women.

If Li Qinghe succeeded in his performance, it was foreseeable that it would bring him a large wave of traffic.

If he failed, it wouldn't have too much impact, because Li Qinghe wasn't a talent streamer; he was a video creator.

At worst, he would leave behind an embarrassing black mark on the internet.

Li Qinghe took out another phone, using his domestic phone to enter the live stream room for the purpose of taking screenshots.

Soon, Li Qinghe held up the screen of his phone to the camera. The midnight live stream had actually grown to 20,000 people online; quite a few people were staying up late.

For other streamers, it would take a lot of time to attract and warm up these 20,000 people.

Li Qinghe just spontaneously started a live stream, and it was quite remarkable that so many people came to his live stream room.

“Everyone get ready, I'm going to take a screenshot.”

Li Qinghe pointed his screen at the camera and tapped the screen twice with his knuckle. The first screenshot was successful.

Li Qinghe brought the phone to his face and read, “Congratulations to our friend named 'Eight-Level Gale'. The person he chose is 'Sister Yao', female, and the words she wants to say are: 'Eight-Level Husband, you can't like anyone else. Come home with me quickly.'”

As Li Qinghe read the message, the screen scrolled rapidly, and a flood of messages poured out.

“It's actually a woman! The streamer's voice is one of those very magnetic male voices. Can he imitate it?”

“Damn it, he's using my wife!”

“Draw your sword, I'm going to duel you! Sister Yao is mine.”

“Oh my god, this person actually likes Sister Yao, good thing I like her too!”

“Streamer, streamer, if you can imitate this, I'll be your fan for life.”

“…”

“…”

Li Qinghe searched online with his phone and found that this Sister Yao was a recently popular young actress who had starred in several hit TV series.

Her voice was sweet and lovely, the kind that sounded particularly clean and comfortable.

No wonder the fans in the live stream room were so excited; this female celebrity was still very popular.

“Is the friend 'Eight-Level Gale' there? You're giving me a challenge right off the bat.” After listening to relevant videos several times, Li Qinghe adjusted his phone to the screenshot he had just taken.

Instantly, all messages in the live stream room stopped. 20,000 netizens were online, waiting for Li Qinghe to perform. Everyone was very expectant. If he failed, Li Qinghe would probably be cursed off the internet.

Li Qinghe cleared his throat and, facing the camera, read out the content requested by the fan in a very sweet voice.

To make sure everyone could hear clearly, he even read it twice, expressing the slightly coquettish state of a girl in his tone.

As soon as the imitated voice fell, the live stream room almost exploded.

“Ah, streamer, open up the donations quickly! My gifts are already itching to be sent.”

“Oh my god, it really is Sister Yao's voice! Without looking at the person, it's exactly the same. Is this streamer a parrot monster?”

“Ah~~ The streamer actually fulfilled my dream! I've already recorded the screen. Just swap the head, cut out 'Eight-Level', and Sister Yao is mine.”

“Never mind if it's similar or not, even if Sister Yao herself came, these would be 100% Sister Yao's words. Oh, I'm already entranced.”

“…”

A group of high-level fans flooded the screen with floating messages, urging Li Qinghe to open up donations, all claiming they would send him the highest-level carnival gifts.

Because Li Qinghe's imitation was so high in value; if he covered his face, it would be impossible to tell it was fake.

Moreover, Li Qinghe randomly selected the content, and the imitation was also searched online temporarily, so there were no pre-arranged shills.

When the messages in the live stream room slowed down a bit, Li Qinghe began his second selection.

In the next selection, the second person chosen for imitation was a well-known male celebrity.

The third fan proposed a private name for which there was no information online, so it was deferred to the content of the next account. This content was a female singer with a husky voice, and the request was to sing two lines.