"I'm leaving, goodbye!"

Su Luo waved his hand to the enthusiastic audience,

"Oh oh oh oh ~ ~~!!"

"We'll see you soon!"

Mountains and tsunamis!

In the sea of people, he consciously dodged a way, followed by four obedient beauties, all the way saying words of thanks, and fans frantically held up their mobile phones to take pictures.

An uninteresting reporter frantically squeezed over, wanting to interview Su Luo, but was directly stopped by the fans, the angry eyes meant very clearly, you dare to go up Believe it or not, we will beat you on the spot!

There was also a very knowledgeable general's belly boss, who waved his hand with a smile, and a group of security guards immediately followed to escort him.

Of course, there is also a group of dumbfounded folk singers, the wild wolf watched Sister Dong supporting Su Luo, walking on the road that seemed to be shining with golden light, and wanted to step forward, but he didn't dare!

I could only look at Su Luo from afar, obviously walking staggeringly, but with an indescribable momentum.

......

"Tut, do you see, Su Luo's charm is better than my words!"

"Leader, do you want me to call him over? ”

"Don't, haha, that's fine, don't bother them, let's go back." ”

"You remember to organize the masses to leave in an orderly and safe manner, do a good job in the aftermath, don't make any trouble, and also, find a few people to escort you, and then go to warn me about the group of reporters, report truthfully, whoever dares to write nonsense in order to attract attention, I will dare to pick their skin!"

"Yes!"

The leader walked happily, humming the catchy little song that Su Luo had just sung,

"We are singing children, singing children......"

It's really good, I'm very happy, I'm thinking about how to cooperate with the publicity, anyway, our Dali will definitely be popular.

Yes, Dali is on fire, not only for the audience who are fortunate to be there, but also for all folk lovers, tonight is a sleepless night.

Weibo has always been in a boiling state, and fans have been in a crazy state since it was reported that Su Luo sang in a shopping plaza in Shuanglang Town.

"Zebra zebra!"

"Light!"

"Anhe Bridge!"

"Amazing Ability Song!"

"Lillian!"

"Singing kids!"

"Pigeons!"

"Miss Dong!"

"How many songs, I can't count them!"

"I'm going crazy, the pit master is invincible!"

"Who else? Trouble to stand up, it's simply a monopoly on all kinds of disobedience!"

"Zebra zebra is so good to die, it's been looping in singles!"

"Damn, the cane is so good, okay? I just took it to my mother to show that birch forest, and she cried. ”

"Ahhhh

"Haha, you still have to dream, although I want to too!"

......

On the Folk Song Forum,

In the live broadcast post that has been watered into a magnificent high-rise by water friends,

The last song "Farewell" was also uploaded, the sad melody, the slightly hoarse voice of the pit owner, and the beautiful classical artistic conception in the lyrics, I was so moved that I wanted to cry!

The landlord also proudly posted the guitar that said "Su Luo came here for a visit", and in just an instant, thousands of floors were covered.

The fans were so envious that their eyes were bloodshot and red, and the local tyrants were panting,

"Landlord, make an offer, I want to collect!"

"Landlord, you're making an offer! Don't stop talking, how much money are you willing to sell?"

Will it be sold?

Haha, you think too beautifully, just envy it, the little brother looked at the message on the post and was so happy, stroking the guitar like a lover,

Whew~!I'm so happy!

......

On the other side, Su Luo finally returned to the inn, which was already in ruins, and collapsed like mud on the sofa of the open-air observation deck on the second floor.

Sister Yang is boiling millet porridge in the kitchen, while Sister Dong is hurriedly making hangover tea,

"Drink some tea first, sing it, and drink desperately, be careful to drink your stomach badly. ”

"Haha, happy!"

Su Luo drooped his tired eyelids, smiled and took the hot towel handed over by the cute Miss Flower Skirt Meow, wiped his face fiercely, and felt a lot more energetic.

"How's it going? Dali isn't just a-like ballad, right?"

Miss Meow's eyes were red again, and the crystal tears were shining,

"Well, there are bad ballads, and there are ballads that are as beautiful as poetry, and after tonight, there will be a murderous legend about Su Luo, the master of the ruthless pit!"

Su Luo laughed and pinched her face,

"It's late, you two aren't going back to your hotel?"

Now that she's an Internet celebrity on the Internet, the two of you will stay with me tonight, there are many dragon rooms, and there are reporters outside, I don't know how you will leave tomorrow. ”

Sister Dong chattered and commanded non-stop,

"Hey, is the millet porridge boiled well?"

"Wait, it's not that fast!"

Hey

Su Luo curled up like a cat on the sofa, and looked up at the moon in Erhai Lake, it was so beautiful, not deserted, very warm.

Close your eyes and listen to their various panicked exclamations, well, it sounds very noisy and trivial, but in fact, all you can feel in your heart is silence.

.......

Thousands of miles away, Gong Yu Little Angel and Xia Zihan Great Demon King looked at the crazy Weibo, sighed in unison, and then covered their foreheads synchronously, with a headache.

There are you everywhere, it's really a boundless wave!

A video of him singing is playing on the computer.

"Miss Meow and Miss Dong, his skin is itchy, but he owes a beating. Xia Zihan, the Great Demon King, held his little face, and his eyes were confused when he heard it,

"Well, it's very unforgivable, flirting with girls everywhere, smoking and drinking, unforgivable. Gong Yu agreed, and also held his little face, with the same blurred expression.

......

The next day, fans who love folk songs are in a state of madness, the popular music list has been washed in blood, it's too cruel, it's all Su Luo's ballads, I don't know, I think folk songs have become mainstream music.

"The pit master is mighty!"

"The spring of folk songs is really coming!"

And the folk singer's opinion is completely different from that of the fans, a ball in spring,

"Pit master, can I kneel down for you, you have finished singing everything, so what can we sing in the future?"

Tears flowed down his face, his heart was broken, he was desperate, and when he glanced at those tracks again, he trembled and refused to accept it.

The whole world is full of topics about Dali, about Suluo, and about those folk songs that can make the beautiful dead.

Yes, Dali is on fire, and the Suluo effect is vividly exerted.

The tickets to Yunnan have been fully booked, and the conductors are dumbfounded, and it is not a major holiday that must go home......

Netizens near Dali flocked to the next day in their cars, the road was very congested, and they were a little irritable, shouldn't they come over to join in the fun?

Fortunately, there is also the charming voice of the pit owner in the car,

"Isn't it not very satisfying with life?

I haven't laughed in a long time and I don't know why

......

The journey was a bit of a bump

The air is a bit thin

The more expansive the view

The more lonely I feel

......”

Well, the mood suddenly improved, there is no hurry, the journey will always be a little twists and turns