"[Such wild imagination—the system refuses to connect mics, really? If I didn't know better, I'd think you all are haters.]
[No choice, guys. What if someone else wants to connect next time, and our stubborn Uncle She says no again? Wouldn't that just attract more hate?]
[@Little Programmer Yan Platform, bro, come out, you've been summoned by the dragon!]
[@Little Programmer Yan Platform, bro, it's your turn to take the stage!]
...
At this moment, in an apartment building not far from Starshine Media, Shen Yan saw everyone tagging him and couldn't help feeling helpless while he was wearing slippers.
Was he really supposed to create an anti-humanity program?
Well... not impossible.
But who else but his idol would want to download such a thing?
In the live streaming interface, Tang Shu casually pushed the landscape painting to one side to let the ink dry, and picked up a small porcelain bottle to start painting again.
He interspersed a few explanations as he worked.
