"You?" Zhou Ying looked at Lin Hu in surprise, looking up and down with a pair of wonderful eyes, looking at Lin Hu crampedly.

Originally, as soon as Lin Hu said this, he regretted it, but Zhou Ying doubted him so much, but let him have a trace of rebellion out of thin air, the more you doubt me, the more I have to prove it to you.

He puffed up his chest and said confidently, "It's up to me." ”

Zhou Ying was amused by his childlike appearance, "Okay, okay, then you can sing a song for me, or, whatever instrument you want to play, I'll lend you one." ”

"No, you wait. Lin Hu decided to make a big move, he wanted to make a splash, so as to completely change his image in Zhou Ying's mind.

He began to search for the best music on the earth in his mind, which should not only have a high degree of popularity, but also have a certain artistic value.

Square dance divine comedies such as Little Apple, the most dazzling ethnic style can't be sung in the first place, although the songs are good, but it is easy to mistake people for saliva songs without nutrition.

The lingering sound of love and obsession is not good, it does not match Lin Hu's own temperament, and Lin Hu himself can't sing a few songs.

It is necessary to have the kind of songs that are intense, beautiful and meaningful.

Although it had only been a few days since he was reborn in Blue Star Great Xia, many times he was out of step with this world, but Lin Hu vaguely felt a trace of the preferences of the Great Xia people.

The book "Smiling Proud Jianghu" he made, although the plot has not yet unfolded, the writing it shows is a real master's style, and many people reward him for it.

This is understandable and not surprising, but because of the "Qingcheng Sect's Heart-Destroying Palm Cultivation Tips", he was rewarded, but it really made Lin Hu himself unable to understand it.

And because of the "key to practice", there are far more people who reward Lin Hu than "Smiling Proud Jianghu", the most typical of which is Jiang Wei's soybean milk, who is at the top of the list.

Through the analysis of the comments that followed, Lin Hu concluded that although many people could not understand the "key to practice", the knowledge of the various schools of Taoism displayed in the key to practice was very powerful, and there was a feeling of not knowing how powerful it was.

Then Jiang Wei's analysis of soybean milk made people feel that they didn't understand, and the onlookers had the illusion of vassal elegance in their hearts.

This illusion has expanded to the hearts of the entire Daxia people, and it is actually the respect for their own culture in their bones.

This preference of the Bactria people, if you can describe it in one word, is Chinese style.

The good and charming Chinese-style songs happen to be what Lin Hu loves, because of his obsession with martial arts secrets, the Chinese-style songs he likes are all martial arts-oriented.

Soon, Lin Hu chose a song, he was just about to start, but when he looked up, he saw Zhou Ying staring at him with burning eyes, and Lin Hu was instantly speechless.

"What's wrong? You're not singing?"

Lin Hu was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say.

"No, can you stop looking at me, you look at me, I can't sing. ”

Zhou Ying looked at Lin Hu and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you, you help me look at the painting stall, I'll clean it up, and we'll leave right away." ”

"Don't, just listen to me sing a song to you. ”

Lin Hu hurriedly stopped Zhou Ying, she couldn't just let her give up, with my earth music library here, she would definitely succeed.

"Lin Hu, I know you are good to me, but sometimes, we have to see the reality clearly. ”

"I set up a stall in Wanhua Square for five days, and I earned 10,000 yuan in the first three days, but on the fourth day, I lost 30,000 yuan, and today is the fifth day, I just earned 10,000 yuan a day, and I am also at the bottom. ”

"We have no connections, no funds, and no resources, I thought that following Teacher Ma could change some of the situation, but now we don't even have the qualifications to follow Teacher Ma, let's go home." ”

Zhou Ying's beautiful face, which should have been radiant, suddenly became a little gray.

Lin Hu suddenly couldn't help but hold Zhou Ying's hands, "Don't be discouraged, although we don't have anything, we have talent, and we have ourselves." ”

Zhou Ying sighed secretly and sat back on the small bench.

"You sing, I don't look at you. ”

Lin Hu took a deep breath and prepared to officially open, but suddenly, he was deflated again.

"Zhou Ying, can you sit down, huh...... With your back to me. ”

Lin Hu said cautiously, he couldn't help it, as long as he saw Zhou Ying's face, his heart was in chaos, and he couldn't sing at all.

Zhou Ying glanced at Lin Hu speechlessly, I am the only audience, you are so stage frightened, and you are still ready to sing in public?

Zhou Ying sat down with her back to Lin Hu as she said, and secretly said in her heart, no matter how Lin Hu sang for a while, she must applaud him, and then pack up her things and go home.

There were many thoughts in her mind, both unwilling and regretful, both relieved and a little melancholy, Zhou Ying had mixed feelings in her heart.

Suddenly, Lin Hu's familiar voice sounded in her ears, and he began to sing.

"My sword, where to go.

Love and hate, it's hard to love.

My knife pierces the sky.

Right and wrong, understand or not.

I was drunk and hazy.

Grievances and grievances are illusory and empty.

I woke up, a spring dream.

Life and death, everything is empty.

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, hate not to meet, love in a hurry, hate in a hurry, everything ...... with the wind"

At the beginning, the tone was still a little jerky, but as the charm rose, Zhou Ying couldn't help but indulge in the singing, and the confusion and melancholy in her heart were instantly swept away.

She couldn't help but want to turn back, but she didn't dare to turn back.

It would be unfortunate if she turned around and interrupted Lin Hu's singing, which had finally entered the mood.

However, is this really what Lin Hu sang?

Although it was that familiar voice, Zhou Ying still couldn't believe that the guy who was shy in front of him and couldn't even speak clearly sang so well.

And this song, which seems to be unheard of, has not been heard of before at all, was it written by him?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ying couldn't help but feel a little strange in her heart.

"Laughed wildly, sighed,

A life of joy and sorrow,

Who lives and dies with me

Who lives and dies with me. ”

Soon, after singing the heroic "Sword Like a Dream", Lin Hu couldn't help but knead his throat.

Because in the square, surrounded by tourists, he didn't dare to sing loudly, and the artistic conception of this song, if there is no free chic, will lose a bit of grace in vain.

And Lin Hu could only try his best to destroy his voice, and until now, his throat is itching uncomfortably.

Zhou Ying turned her back to him, and couldn't see any reaction at all, only a slender and emaciated back and a bunch of pretty ponytails.

"Zhou Ying, what do you think, I'm singing well. ”

Lin Hu couldn't help but ask out loud, Zhou Ying was silent, which made him feel very unconfident, and he didn't know if he sang well or not.

In the end, can he help Zhou Ying, if this style of music doesn't work, he can try something else.