The audience, who were trembling by this high high pitch, had already knelt for the uncle.

It's just the treble at the beginning of this sentence that has proven Cui Qian's strength.

Lincoln felt aggrieved at this time.

This uncle is clearly provoking!

The song he sang just now was soaring high notes.

But Cui Qian is also soaring high now, and the tone is higher than him, I don't know where it went!

Cui Qian glanced down at Lincoln, who was already dumbfounded, and sneered in his heart.

Lao Tzu is too lazy to play any intrigues with you, and he doesn't want to sing any lyrical songs to win favor and tears.

Play is like playing strength, and playing is with you.

If you are high-pitched, then Lao Tzu will soar with you, and if you drag the bass, then Lao Tzu will let you know what a steel cannon is!

You have the strength, the uncle is so crazy about beating! How can you disobey and bite me!

"Treat every day as the end of the world to fall in love, every minute and second is so beautiful that tears fall...... Enjoy now, don't be afraid of being hurt as soon as you are happy, many miracles we believe will exist~~~~~"

Singing this, everyone present widened their eyes and held their breath, waiting for Cui Qian's instant explosion!

Cui Qian also sang high, and under the watchful eye, he took out a bottle of red wine and poured it on himself from the top of his head, and tore it with both hands!

Sting!

Armani's casual t-shirt was torn by him!

I don't know why, as soon as he becomes an old man, a fashionable suit automatically appears on Cui Qian.

The terrifying pectoral muscles and eight wrinkled, but still strong bronzed abs, with the red wine left along the neck, the monkey's butt was exposed in front of the audience.

Cui Qian's whole person's male hormones exploded at the moment!

Let the audience exclaim!

"What do I see?"

"Eight-pack abs old man?!"

"I'm going, I'm so handsome!"

This is the real rock, this is the real steel cannon, Cui Qian threw away the torn T-shirt, picked up the microphone, and raised the pitch by two octaves:

"You have to love when you die~~ Don't cry until you smile and don't be happy~~~ The heart of the universe is still destroying ~~~~ You have to love at the end of the road~~

It's not extremely romantic, it's not happy~~ It will be snowy and white soil will be buried~~~Thoughts are not rotten~~ You have to love until you are at a dead end~~~You are not afraid of love and turning into a sea of fire~~Love is only brilliant when it boils!!!"

Bang bang bang!!

Exploded!

The whole bar is full of bursting drinking glasses and glass bottles!

Cui Qian's treble is so terrifying, so high that it can crack water glasses and wine bottles!

The eyes of a large number of beauties in the audience who looked at Cui Qian changed.

It was as if it was not an eighty-year-old man, but a fried chicken dumping pot.

After singing, Cui Qian threw the electric guitar aside casually, dipped in wet water, and casually put his head up, combing out a good-looking back.

As soon as I got off the stage, the beauties in the bar all came up one by one, some wanted to sign autographs, some wanted to take a group photo, and some even clearly signaled that they would go back to sleep with Cui Qian tonight.

Chen Jiajia is already dumbfounded, he has heard a lot of rock songs, never burned like today, and it is especially sung by an eighty-year-old man, the three views are ruined!

And Lincoln, the lead singer who was still praised by everyone, was instantly left out in the cold. Like the white egg brother in Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf, hide in the corner and draw circles to curse you.

Cui Qian returned to his seat and said arrogantly to Lincoln: "Young man, I will ask you if you are convinced?

Come on, uncle, I'll come!

Who can sing so highly!

Lincoln wilted and said: "Okay, I served the uncle, you are awesome! Dare to ask the uncle, your surname? We have never heard of such a number one person as you in this circle?"

Cui Qian smiled slightly, and said with all his might: "The father of Chinese rock and roll, the father of agricultural heavy metal, Cui Nima is also!"

High......

Trinima......

Is this a name that a rocker should have?

But everyone said so, and Lincoln could only nod and say, "Come on, uncle, I will serve you today, and I will buy all of your orders today, so I will compensate you." ”

"Did you really buy it?" asked Cui Qian.

"Then can it be fake?" said Lincoln, laughing.

Cui Qian turned his head and shouted: "Waiter, two more bottles of XO, oh, by the way, do you have any bull head and horse noodles in your bar? Anyway, whatever is expensive, give me anything, Lincoln pays!"

I say Nima!!

Lincoln has the heart to kill the old man!