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Chapter 100 The Seriously Ill Girl

Just see the data displayed.

His fans have exceeded [-]!

The original news release also has tens of thousands of views.

In other words, the number of views of Jiang Yuan's news is almost equal to the number of fans.

This can be said to be quite terrifying!

Even Jiang Yuan couldn't help but wonder if it was real when he saw this scene.

Without him, all this is really too unbelievable.

As we all know, post a short video.

Tens of millions of views can be converted into [-] fans, which is a huge achievement.

But Jiang Yuan directly increased his followers by tens of thousands for a news with tens of thousands of views.

The most important thing to know is that it is only 10 minutes before Jiang Yuan creates an account.

Counting 10 minutes is still the case.

It's hard to imagine how much Jiang Yuan's fans will skyrocket after one day!
Slightly refraining from the shock on his expression, Jiang Yuan took a deep breath, and then clicked on his own post.

Just when the number of views is increasing exponentially, so are the comments and likes.

And there's not much of a difference between these.

"Don't rob me, I will be Jiang Shen's first fan!"

"Welcome, welcome, welcome Jiangshen to join the scarf!!!"

"Jiangshen, I look forward to your song on the centennial birthday of Daxia."

"I don't care, Jiang Yuan, I want you to be responsible. Ever since I listened to your song, I can't listen to other people's song."

"I have repeated your song hundreds of times, and if there is no new song, I will lock you in a small black room!! 1"

"I finally found Jiang Shen's bib account, and the hard work pays off."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooload

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Jiang Yuan glanced at the comments briefly.

The corner of the mouth couldn't help but slightly raised an arc.

It even made him feel better.

It also made him understand that everything he had done before was worthwhile.

Feedback to the audience of Daxia with classic songs.

And the audience of Daxia will also share their joy with themselves.

This is something that makes Jiang Yuan feel quite satisfied.

Read the comments for a while.

Only then did Jiang Yuan put away his phone and wandered around casually.

At the same time, he is just like what a netizen said just now.

He was thinking about the song he was going to play on the centenary of Daxia's birthday.

The songs needed for the centennial birthday of Daxia must be majestic.

A song that can fully reveal the majesty of Daxia.

And it must be ignited, and it must not be the usual kind of ignited.

This must not be vague.

To be honest, Jiang Yuan has a lot of songs like this in his brain.

But I always feel that it is almost meaningless to show it on the centennial celebration of Daxia.

But the time is not urgent now, enough for Jiang Yuan to think about it.

In the end, it is possible to establish what song is to be sung.

Not long after I left, it was at this moment.

Jiang Yuan heard a faint singing.

Immediately, Jiang Yuan's footsteps paused slightly, and his face darkened a little.

As the saying goes, the singer can vent his emotions into the song.

In this way, the emotions of the audience can be empathized.

But this indistinct singing voice gave Jiang Yuan the feeling that everything in the world was gloomy without any hope.

If the singer deliberately sings like this, that's fine.

But it would be bad if the singer's own emotions were like this.

Holding his breath and concentrating, Jiang Yuan quickly walked along the voice.

Want to confirm what is going on.

soon.

Not long after he left, the singing in Jiang Yuan's ears became more and more crisp.

At this time, Jiang Yuan also saw the whole picture of the place where the voice originated.

I saw countless audiences gathered in one place.

"Brother, what are you doing here?" Jiang Yuan hurried over and found someone casually to ask about the situation first.

"You were also attracted by her singing." The man heard Jiang Yuan's voice and said without turning his head.

"Yes." Jiang Yuan nodded, and asked again: "What's going on?"

"She." The man paused, and said with an inexplicable sadness in his tone: "She is a leukemia patient."

"Received treatment at the nearby People's Hospital."

"She also likes to sing very much. Whenever she has time, she will come over to sing."

"It is said... that she firmly believed that singing would bring her good luck."

As he said that, the man frowned again and continued: "Usually they sing optimistic songs. I haven't seen you for a month. I don't know what happened today."

"The songs she sings always make me want to cry."

"A leukemia patient?"

And when Jiang Yuan heard the complete sentence, his whole body stopped suddenly.

leukemia.

But as any one knows, it is very difficult to cure completely.

The mortality rate was extremely high.

And if you want to cure it, the amount of money you need to spend is not usually large.

Another point is that leukemia patients need to receive chemotherapy.

Although chemotherapy can cure patients.

But relatively, it will also cause great harm to the patient's body.

Although these injuries are only temporary.

But such a little damage was enough to be the last straw that broke the camel's back.

"Thank you."

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan's mood also became a little heavy.

Immediately thanked this person, and then hurriedly squeezed into the crowd.

Listening to the singing, Jiang Yuan always felt uneasy in his heart.

Jiang Yuan must go to see what is going on, so that he can relax.

But for a moment.

Under Jiang Yuan's full force, he quickly came to the front of the crowd.

I also saw the most front figure.

In front of all the onlookers, there was a young girl about eighteen years old, dressed in extremely simple white clothes.

From a distance, it looks very clean.

But although her face was a little immature, it was morbidly pale.

There was not even the slightest trace of blood on the lips.

But even so, her face is still beautiful, and people can't help feeling pity.

now.

She held the microphone with one hand and whispered.

A low and gentle voice spread around through the speakers.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuan was different from the rest of the audience.

His heart suddenly tightened.

As the saying goes, the eyes are the windows to the soul.

But from this girl's eyes.

Jiang Yuan didn't see any longing for life.

All he could see was endless gray.

It seems that hope for the whole world has been completely lost.

"not good."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yuan made up his mind instantly.

The girl in front of her must have some bad thoughts in her heart.

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to sing the song so desolately.

Just as Jiang Yuan squeezed forward, the girl slowly put down the microphone in her hand.

After looking around the audience, he picked up the microphone again and said, "Thank you."

"Thank you for being here and listening to me sing all this time."

After speaking, she bowed deeply to everyone.

Then she was ready to pack her things and leave this place.

"and many more."

"Would you mind hearing me sing a song?"

A voice suddenly sounded from the onlookers at the scene.

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(End of this chapter)