"..."
In the live broadcast room, hearing Bai Yi's long tirade, not only did the blogger's eyes widen in shock, his face was full of the "What is this guy talking about?" expression.
Even the bullet comments turned into a dense array of question marks, clearly confounded by Bai Yi's nonsensical celestial dialogue.
"???"
"Is this some abstract concept or...?"
"Are all Bai Yi's fan groups this ridiculous?"
"Witness a new Gospel!"
"Recommend it for the canon."
Probably out of everyone, only Yan Huan, clutching his phone, had a somewhat complex expression.
Because only he knew that Bai Yi was truly speaking from the heart at this moment.
Even though Bai Yi was wearing a mask, from her reddened eyes, Yan Huan could glimpse the inner turmoil.
"You have no idea the song I originally planned to release was another sweet song, it was... sob... meant to be published after he invited me to dance and announce it... sob...
