"Huh!"

Jiang Lun didn't care, and continued to smile and say, "I'm nineteen, but I'm ......"

"Woo ......"

The audience was still booed, mixed with laughter.

Qin Shu stopped him, "It's only one year old?"

Jiang Lun stopped and pretended to be very serious and glanced at the audience, but suddenly smiled again, and said embarrassedly, "Okay, I'm twenty!"

"Woo ......"

Still booing.

Qin Shu couldn't cry or laugh, "To be honest, how old are you?"

"I, I'm twenty-three!"

As soon as Jiang Lun finished speaking, the audience continued to boo, but this time it was much smaller.

"I really...... Twenty-five!"

After Jiang Lun finished speaking, seeing that everyone was still coaxing, he couldn't help but look helpless, "Okay, less than thirty!"

"Hahaha......" The audience was amused by his serious appearance.

"You say you ......"

Jiang Lun pointed to the audience, and sighed again, "Forget it, you didn't buy tickets to come in anyway!"

Audience: "Woo ......"

"Say yours!" Qin Shu said with a smile.

Jiang Lun continued, "I have a lot of research on music, everyone knows that I am a singer, I write and sing my own songs!"

The audience below let out another good-natured laugh.

Jiang Lun paused, looked at the audience and said depressedly, "Is there any doubt about this?"

Qin Shu smiled and said, "Are you a singer?"

"Sing a song!"

"Sing a song!"

"Sing a song!"

The audience immediately screamed and coaxed, and the applause was surging.

Jiang Lun covered his face with his hands, exposed his eyes, pretended to be shy for a while, and said, "Okay." Then sing a song for everyone first, don't dislike it!"

"Don't dislike it!"

"Sing XXXX!"

The audience applauded.

"As we all know, the traffic in the capital is very congested, and now it has been repaired to the Sixth Ring Road, and my family lives in the Fifth Ring Road, so I wrote a song for the Fifth Ring Road. That's how it is sung!"

Jiang Lun cleared his throat and sang, "Ah~ Five rings, you have one more ring than the fourth ring!Ah~ Five rings, you are one less ring than the sixth ring! Finally, one day, you have cultivated to the seventh ring, what should you do if you repair to the seventh ring......

"What should I do?" Qin Shu frowned.

"You have two more rings than the five rings!" Jiang Lun smiled, stretched out two fingers, and posed.

"Yikes. Is this a song?"

"I don't have to say this word, when will it be genuine?"

"Don't you have a title song?"

"The song written by Jiang Lun is so good even if it is just a spoof!"

"Mom, cross talk has its own original works, why don't you go to heaven?"

"One more song!"

"Sing about the congested traffic?"

The audience applauded, laughed, and coaxed, everything.

Jiang Lun looked grateful. "Thank you, thank you!"

"What's the name of this song?" Qin Shu asked.

"Song of the Five Rings!" Jiang Lun said with a smile. "Actually, it's just a spoof, what I really like to listen to, what I like to sing, or songs about family affection!

Qin Shu shook his head, "I really don't know!

Jiang Lun said, "I don't know, then I'll sing you one!"

Qin Shu said, "Okay." Come on!"

"I'll give you a song about grandpa!"

Jiang Lun gestured together, "That's how it is sung: Grandpa wants you to think about it non-stop, grandpa thinks you think of dawn, ah......"

He sang on stage with an expression of devotion. The audience was already laughing, and some people sang along with him, this is a song by Zhang Lei, the king of heaven, which is a well-known golden song in this world, but the original words are not like this.

Qin Shu stopped him, "Hey, you can rest for a while!

Jiang Lun was still singing there, and when he heard Qin Shu's words, he immediately stopped it, and looked at him with a suspicious expression in an instant, "Huh?"

Qin Shu also laughed out loud, "Stop singing nonsense! What did you sing in the first sentence?"

Jiang Lun said seriously: "Grandpa wants to think about it all the time!"

"Do you think it's reasonable for grandpa to think about it all the time?" Qin Shu asked with a smile.

"Reasonable, grandpa thinks about his grandson, this is normal?" Jiang Lun said.

"Then why don't you say that grandpa thinks about grandma all the time?"

"I'll sing it......" Jiang Lun sang in a low voice, frowning, "No, it's not smooth!"

Spectator:

"Ahaha, that's funny!"

"Are you really thinking about singing?"

"Let's listen carefully, it's not right!"

"It's so reasonable, Zhang Lei wants to cry when he hears it!"

……

"What a mess this is!" Qin Shu waved his hand and patted him, "It's night, it's night, it's night, it's night, it's not grandpa!"

"Oh!" Jiang Lun looked suddenly enlightened, "That's it, I still have a song to sing grandpa!"

"What else do you have?" Qin Shu said.

"Of course, listen!" Jiang Lun waved his hand and opened his mouth to sing, "Ye Ye Ye Ye, Ye Ye, Do you love me? I love you very much......!"

He then pointed to the audience and asked, "Do you love me?"

The audience shouted in a face-saving way, "We love you very much!"

Jiang Lun waved his hand again and again, "Thank you! It's amazing, this 10,000-person chorus!"

Qin Shu said, "Don't come nonsense, it's a good show, let you ruin it!"

Jiang Lun also smiled, "Actually, there is also a song that sings grandpa!"

Qin Shu squinted at him, "Hey, I think you're going to ruin that song!"

Jiang Lun said, "It is the song of Zhao Huanghe, the king of folk songs, and there is a sentence in "Family Reunion"!"

Qin Shu said: "Oh! this one does exist, you sing it and I'll listen to it!"

Jiang Lun frowned and said, "It's very annoying, he sings this sentence and scolds his grandfather! I have to beat him up when we meet another day!"

"Hahaha......"

"Woo...... Wow......"

The audience was overjoyed and laughed.

Zhao Huanghe is no younger than Qin Shu's generation, he is over sixty years old, you actually want to beat people? Besides, why did people scold his grandfather in the song?

"Oh?"

Qin Shu also frowned, "I'll listen to it and see if that's the case!"

"Listen!" Jiang Lun said. "Zhao Huanghe, that's how he scolded his grandfather!"

As he spoke, he started to tune.

"Grandpa's face is old again, and his milk!

Jiang Lun focused on the four words "he-milk-milk-" and said righteously, "Look. He's scolding his grandfather, isn't he? He's an old man, and it's normal for his teeth to fall out! What kind of street is he scolding? Isn't that right......

"Haha, I'll go!"

"Poof...... Isn't that how you sing it?"

"No, no, I'm going to laugh!"

"My stomach hurts, hey, that's too spoof, isn't it?"

The audience was almost rolling on the ground.

Two of the judges couldn't hold it back, but they were afraid that the picture of laughing wildly from the camera was unsightly, so they ran to the corner of the side. Laughing against the wall.

The people in the program team love and hate, I won't say if it can be broadcast, but it must all be filmed.

……

Qin Shu's face was black, and he was speechless.

Jiang Lun couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Go, go!" Qin Shu stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Lun, "No, he!"

"Without him?" Jiang Lun was stunned. "Do you mean without him?"

"People are 'milk-milk-'s teeth are also gone', without him!"

"Without him, it's like scolding the street!"

"Can't!" Qin Shu waved his hand again and again. "It's not about the words, it's about the emotion! You're not in the right mood! You know?"

"Oh, that's it!"

Jiang Lun turned to the audience, "It seems that I'm not suitable for singing other people's songs...... I'm going to sing you a song I wrote myself, do you want to hear it?"

"I want to hear it!"

The audience shouted in unison.

Jiang Lun smiled. "Okay! Trouble the staff, get my guitar up!"

"Yo!" Qin Shu said, "You still want a guitar?"

"Yes, this is a song for parents, called "A Letter to Home". So I chose to play and sing by myself, less routines, and more sincerity!"

While Jiang Lun was talking, the guitar came up.

Putting it on his shoulder, the whole person immediately changed, and he returned to the appearance of a singer, as if the person who said cross talk just now was not him.

The moment the guitar was plucked gently, the audience burst into a roar.

"Dear Mom and Dad, how are you?"

He sang this line, and the audience coaxed, "Okay!"

Many people smiled with satisfaction, this cheap is really comfortable.

Jiang Lun continued to sing: "I'm very busy with work now, right?"

The audience continued to heckle: "Not busy!"

Jiang Lun: "Body, okay?"

Audience:

"Good!"

"Yay!"

"It's great, it's delicious!"

At this time, the sound of the guitar became louder, and Qin Shu on the side took out a harmonica out of nowhere and began to play along.

The audience sat up straight all of a sudden, looking at the two people on the stage curiously.

"I'm in Beijing now, it's fine, Mom and Dad, don't worry too much!"

"Although I rarely call, in fact, I, really...... Very homesick!"

No one followed the coaxing, everyone stared at Jiang Lun on the stage, he sang leisurely, standing there plainly, but suddenly people felt that there was a powerful force, beating everyone's hearts.

"Does Dad go to work every day? If you don't manage it strictly, don't pull it!"

"After a lifetime of revolutionary work, it's time to rest!"

"I bought a coat for my mother, don't be reluctant, put it on!"

"My son used to be not very obedient, but now he is sensible ......"

The guitar stopped, the harmonica stopped.

Jiang Lun paused and sang, "He... Grow up!"

The abrupt turn of the song caught everyone off guard, and many people didn't even notice that they were in tears.

The ten judges were also in tears, they had forgotten that this was a competition, their thoughts returned home, they all had parents, but they were also the parents of their children, this song told about family affection, but it seemed to be more than family affection.

"Mom and Dad, take care of your body, don't let your son, don't worry!"

"This year's Spring Festival, I must go home, okay...... That's it!"

"Quack!"

The audience applauded suddenly, and then some people began to stand up one after another, directly driving everyone, and in the end, the audience all stood up.

Even the judges gave a standing ovation.

Who knows, the music is not over yet.

Jiang Lun's singing voice sounded in the studio again-

"Regards, salute!"

"Regards, that salute!"

"Regards, salute!"

"Regards, the salute ......"

“……”

[Now I am chasing several books that are engaged in anti-piracy, and they have asked me to follow along, I don't know what to say......]

[Thank you Mo Jinfei for the monthly pass!] (To be continued.) )