N-M Chapter 124 He Is Actually Lowering His Head...Playing With Mud?
Chapter 124 He Is Actually Lowering His Head...Playing With Mud?
Yu Yingzhe didn't know what Wu Zijian was thinking, but the sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room vaguely guessed it.
"Hahahaha, this Ferrari brother wants to sing a song to save face?"
"It seems that the scene of the abstract king riding a scooter has left a lot of psychological shadow on Ferrari!"
"Good guy, it looks like Ferrari seldom watches the live broadcast, and he doesn't even know who the man he is facing is!"
"At the beginning, in order to sell candles, he made the entire Chinese music scene unemployed on the spot, and even sang the pure love warrior as a tauren!"
"But none of the candles were sold!"
"Hahahahahahaha! Indeed, the candle manufacturer blocked the Emperor of Abstraction overnight!"
"This isn't purely playing big swords in front of Guan Gong!"
"Interesting! Suddenly looking forward to it!"
Naturally, Wu Zijian couldn't see the barrage of sand sculpture netizens. After paying the money, Wu Zijian took over the microphone from the singer.
"Handsome guy, what are you going to sing? I'll find an accompaniment for you."
The singer asked with a smile.
"Um"
Wu Zijian pondered for a moment, then said, "Lanting preface."
"OK!"
The singer in the store nodded with a smile, agreed, and then began to search for Lan Fuxu's accompaniment on his mobile phone.
His mobile phone and stereo are connected by bluetooth, as long as the accompaniment is found on the mobile phone.
Soon, the singer found Lanting Xu's accompaniment and clicked to play.
Hearing the familiar prelude, Wu Zijian confidently held the microphone with a smile on his lips.
This song is the one he is most familiar with and also the best at.
He is very talented in singing, and this song, in order to catch up with his younger sister, spent a lot of time learning it, it is his specialty song.
Therefore, for this song, Wu Zijian is very confident.
Even compared to the original song, I'm afraid it's not much inferior!
As the prelude sounded, the audience suddenly fell silent.
Everyone was very curious about what kind of song Wu Zijian, who had volunteered for Yingying, could sing, even Huo Quxue couldn't help casting his eyes on Wu Zijian.
After a while, the prelude ended.
Wu Zijian took a deep breath, held the microphone, and finally started to sing.
"Lanting Lintie, running script is like flowing clouds and flowing water".
"When you push the door under the moon, your heart is as thin as your steps..."
Hearing Wu Zijian's singing, everyone present couldn't help but widen their eyes, extremely surprised!
I have to say that there are indeed two brushes in the song of House Jian.
His voice is clear and bright, and he sings this song differently from the original, giving people a brand new feeling!
So as soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately dragged everyone into the artistic conception of the song!
The sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room were also surprised!
"Yo? It's really good!"
"Indeed, one thing to say, one can sing better than me!"
"Compared to the abstract king, it's still close, but it's not inferior to professional singers!"
"He is also a small expert in ventilation, and I will hand over the natural gas in my house to him!"
"God damn it, who the hell came up with this meme?"
"Okay, let's invite the music teacher for the live broadcast tomorrow, and come to the house to refresh the weather!"
"I agree with both hands!"
"This group of people have never seen the world at first glance. If they listen to the song of the abstract emperor, then they will know what Wang Zha is!"
Compared with the passers-by present, the sand sculpture netizens who had heard Yu Yingzhe sing at Huo Quxue's house before had much less reaction!
But they also have to admit that Wu Zijian's singing is really good!
Seeing everyone's surprised gazes, especially after noticing that the eyes of the little Internet celebrities he brought had already blossomed, Wu Zijian couldn't help but feel a little proud.
"In a hurry, Tian Nian stele is easy to open, but it is difficult to open your servant."
"The authenticity is absolute, who can I give my sincerity to..."
After singing here, Wu Zijian took a breath, and at the same time glanced at Yu Yingzhe and Huo Quxue.
Immediately!
Wu Zijian was stunned, he couldn't believe his eyes!
Just as Wu Zijian expected at the beginning, Ying Zhe did not continue to stare at the sky in a daze!
However, Yu Yingzhe was not surprised by his singing!
tet...
Wu Zijian looked at Yu Yingzhe in disbelief!
He's keeping his head down...
Playing with mud???
???
This is not the most difficult thing for Wu Zijian to accept!
The most difficult thing for Wu Zijian to accept was that that pretty and outrageous girl, who was listening to her singing just now, stopped listening to it now.
tet...
Watching that guy play with mud?!
It seems that my own song is not as interesting as that man's playing with mud!
Seeing this scene, Wu Zijian was stunned!
And the sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room burst out laughing!
"hahahahahahahaha!"
"No, I'm going to burst from laughter!"
"Hahahahaha, I sing so seriously, it's actually no better than others playing with mud?"
"It's so against the sky, I want to take a screenshot of this emoticon as an emoticon package, I will laugh again and again after reading it!"
"Hahahahaha, the Emperor of Abstraction is really too abstract!"
"Brother Ferrari found out that he lost before he even sang the chorus, and he lost so thoroughly!"
"Thinking about breaking ten thousand heads, Brother Ferrari didn't even figure out where he lost!"
`~However, why did the abstract emperor suddenly want to play with mud?"
"I look at the Emperor of Abstraction, he doesn't seem to be playing with mud, he seems to be writing something on the mud."
The sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room had just been attracted by Wu Zijian, and now they finally set their sights on Yu Yingzhe and took a closer look.
And when they saw clearly what Yu Yingzhe was doing, the netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned.
Then, the live broadcast room exploded!
"What the hell?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa?"
"???"
The barrage surged wildly, and question marks filled the entire screen of the live broadcast room!
Wu Zijian's mind was blank, and he was forced to look at Yu Yingzhe who was "playing in the mud".
At this time, the accompaniment sounded again, Wu Zijian finally woke up like a dream, subconsciously held the microphone, and continued to sing.
"Mu Mudi is played horizontally, and rice wine and side dishes are served."
"In the afterglow of the setting sun, as... as drunk as your shyness..."
Compared with just now, Wu Zijian's words tremble a little, obviously influenced by the scene of Yu Yingzhe playing in the mud!
Wu Zi (good Zhao Zhao) Jian does not understand!
He can't understand it at all!
Where did he lose!!!
at this time.
Yu Yingzhe is indeed messing with the mud with his hands
But, he's not playing with mud!
After hearing Wu Zijian's song, Yu Yingzhe felt from the bottom of his heart that his song "Lanting Preface" was good.
Reminiscent of Lanting Preface, Yu Yingzhe subconsciously began to write on the beach soil with his fingers.
And it was written by nothing else, it was Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Preface"!
"It's the day, the sky is bright and the air is clear, the wind is gentle and smooth. Looking up at the vastness of the universe and looking down at the abundance of categories, it's enough to entertain your eyes and ears, and you can believe in Coca-Cola..."
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