"So, your teacher, you have to sing, you have to sing elegant songs, you have to sing and cry each other, you have to PK with each other's band, and you have to win?"

Lao Wang asked.

Zhao Xingsheng nodded.

"Why can't you be a teacher...... What about going to bed?" Lao Wang originally wanted to say that he was heavenly, but he was glared back by Zhao Xingsheng.

"What band did the other party invite?" asked Wang again.

"It's okay...... Not too powerful a band, mill grass. Zhao Xingsheng said.

Gu Xiaobai: "......???"

Haven't heard of it.

"The mill grass is not very good! No matter how people say it, it is also a famous band! We are amateurs, amateurs are not good!"

How do you compare professional and amateur!

Why don't you let the students in the high school physics competition compete with me in scientific research?

Is it okay for me to be able to play a class by myself!

Lao Wang felt that he came from abroad overnight, and he came back in vain!

"Then do you know what song the other party is going to sing?"

“《suger》”

Gu Xiaobai: "......???"

I haven't heard of it either.

Is it a great song?

Wang: "......"

It's so vulgar, can it be more vulgar......

But how did a professional band, singing a suger at the wedding scene, win?

"It's okay, we have Xiaobai. Zhao Xingsheng felt that his only chance of winning was on Gu Xiaobai, "Xiaobai's singing skills crush them!"

"Then you have to have a suitable song!" said Lao Wang, the conditions are too harsh, and there is no solution to this formula.

Zhao Xingsheng also had a headache.

yes, what song do you want to sing?

"Otherwise, we will sing "Jiu'er", this song is artistic...... Xiaobai can sing. Lao Wang looked at Gu Xiaobai.

Gu Xiaobai: "......???"

Still haven't heard of it.

"Jiu'er is dead! My little junior sister is not dead! You want to be angry with my teacher!" Zhao Xingsheng was angry.

"Jiu'er, I'll send you to a distant place, isn't this sending your little sister to get married. Lao Wang didn't think there was anything wrong.

The difference in thinking between liberal arts students and science students.

It can also be the difference in thinking between a normal person and an intellectual retard.

The two men fought.

"Click, click. Gu Xiaobai first took a few photos with his mobile phone, and then said, "Hmm...... I seem to have a suitable song. ”

"You?" Zhao Xingsheng said, it's not that the teacher looks down on you, you know how to sing, even the Tyrannosaurus rex can be counted on one hand!

As we all know, Gu Xiaobai's music library has only 3 songs, and one of them is the national anthem!

"Are you going to sing the national anthem at the wedding and make them stand up?" said Lao Wang's thinking of a science student.

"Or sing the school song?" "Puff, puff, puff......" Zhao Xingsheng was successfully led astray.

"You can't sing "Tianya Singer", my teacher will be angry to death......" Zhao Xingsheng suddenly thought too much.

"Who said that, my library actually has 4 songs. Gu Xiaobai stretched out four fingers, and on the "Supreme Ring" on his left hand, the words "heavy responsibility on his shoulders" were shining.

I've evolved from a Tyrannosaurus rex to a ceratosaurus!

The two of you are not reliable at all, you still have to rely on me Xiaobai to save the scene!

The heavy responsibility is on my shoulders!

"Oh, when did you learn it? "Qin Chuan Love" and "Little Star"? No, these are five songs, and these two are not songs......

"In a dream?" Gu Xiaobai scratched his head, how to explain that he had probably traveled through time and space and returned to the past?

"Is it in your Spring and Autumn Dream?" Zhao Xingsheng blinked, a genius is a genius, and he can learn to sing in his dreams...... However, is it reliable?

"I'll sing it to you. Gu Xiaobai said, he actually sang this song for the first time, "This song is called "Yanyan". ”

"Book of Poetry?" Zhao Xingsheng's eyes lit up, and this forced grid went up all of a sudden!

When Gu Xiaobai finished singing, the two of them were silent for a long time, and then looked at each other.

"Steady!"

......

June 28, 2019, the 26th day of the fifth lunar month.

It is advisable to marry, collect, travel, seek medical treatment, treat diseases, open the market, migrate, enter the house, start saving, and bury.

Do not break the ground or break the ground.

It's a good day on the yellow calendar.

A somewhat worn pickup truck, pulling the five members of the Mill Grass Band, along with their gear, arrived at the Dongcheng Hotel.

Guitarist Minggo and two others huddled in the back seat, looking out the window boredly.

The Mill Grass Band is one of the three bands he played guitar in, and it is also the most successful band, and he is usually called when he has a big job.

A few band members around him were complaining: "What, please come here, don't let us sing our own songs, we also have our own songs suitable for weddings......"

"I don't care. The lead singer said: "Sing 50,000 yuan at a time, let me sing whatever I want!"

"What?"

"Fifty thousand!"

"Where did you come from?"

The bass player, who has always had a steady hand, almost drove the car up the road.

"Hey, didn't I gesture my fingers with you when I called?" the lead singer held out five fingers.

"I thought it was five thousand!"

"Then you're still practicing so hard!"

"Five thousand is also very high, okay!"

"However, people also have conditions. The lead singer said, "I heard that the woman also invited a band, and the man asked us to sing the live high, and suppress the other party's band......"

"Is this going to be a live PK? I like it. ”

"Like a fart, what if we lose?

"Amateur band. ”

"Hey, amateur......"

A few people put their hearts in their stomachs again.

We're a professional band!

The band performed live, it is natural, and I can't hold my mother's hand!

Crookedly drove into the parking lot, Brother Ming jumped out of the car, and when he was about to move the equipment, he saw a car stopped on the opposite side.

The car door opened, and a young man wearing a hat and a mask, still handsome as if he was carrying wind and light, stepped out of the car.

The moment he saw this young man, Brother Ming's mind came up with a rock version of "The Ballad of Dongshan", which was like a silver bottle exploding.

I was shocked and staggered backwards.

It's like a teenager comes with BGM!

"What's wrong, Brother Ming?"

Brother Ming froze, and then he looked left and right, but he didn't see Fu Wenyao and them.

It's not Fu Wenyao's band.

If you want to PK "The Ballad of Dongshan" with the combination of "non-white or black + white......

Thinking of the almost dominant-level stage performance, Brother Ming felt a little weak-hearted, but fortunately there was no "white or black".

Wait, if it's not "white or black", shouldn't you be more worried?

After all, the level of "either white or black" is the picking of the dish, and the absolute shortcoming in the performance.

Wait, maybe another little monster is coming!

If the little moth also comes, two little monsters, a man and a woman, will come to the stage......

Brother Ming already wants to go home.

"Brother Ming, what's wrong?" another guitarist waved in front of Brother Ming.

Gu Xiaobai turned around and saw Brother Ming looking at him.

Huh, where do you seem to have seen this ugly face?