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Somewhere in the living room.

Liu Jing, the queen of love songs, had just eaten breakfast, sat down in front of the computer, and after turning on the computer, she directly turned on the handsome dog music.

Seriously, she doesn't care much about this Qixi Love Song Competition, after all, winning the championship for seven consecutive years has made her self-confidence inflated, she dares to say that this time it must be "Butterfly" ranked first, as for the second place, it should be Liu Jianbao, he is also a well-known figure in handsome dog music, and he is nicknamed The Little Prince of Love Songs.

But after all, the little prince can't compare with her, the queen, so every time the Qixi Love Song Contest comes to an end, he wins the title of champion with an absolute advantage of 10 tens of thousands.

After figuring this out, she happily clicked on the ranking page of the Qixi Love Song Competition, and then swept her eyes from top to bottom, but when she saw the first place, her pupils instantly dilated, and her heart was even more turbulent, muttering to herself: "How is this possible?" How could this Han Shuo participate in the Tanabata Love Song Competition? She remembered that she hadn't seen him in the morning before. Could it be that he attended in the afternoon? But in just a few hours, how could he have 1.5 million votes? It's 100,000 more than my own! ”

She had heard of this Han Shuo, it was just a cancer in the industry that lowered the level of music, but she didn't know what's going on, his songs would always be popular with some people, but in her opinion, these people were just blinded by the ridiculous elements in Han Shuo's songs for a while, and sooner or later, they would repent and treat these songs as garbage.

After that, she directly clicked on "Mice Love Rice", listened to it patiently, and after listening to it, her brows were kept locked, what the hell is this singing? The lyrics are frivolous, but they have to be sung affectionately, and it makes people sick to their stomachs when they listen to it.

How could such a song be pressed on top of her head? Is the music literacy of the Chinese people so low? She's not convinced!

And when she hovered her mouse on Han Shuo's name, a box suddenly popped up, showing the songs he had sung recently.

After glancing at it, she was stunned for a moment, huh? And a song? "The Moon Represents My Heart"? What is it, is it also a love song?

However, with "Mice Love Rice" first, it is difficult for her to have a good impression of this song "The Moon Represents My Heart" now. So, she clicked on this song with disdain, she wanted to see how crazy Han Shuo, a song recognized as a cancer in the industry, was? So much so that so many peers spared no effort to criticize him!

The soft prelude slowly flowed in her ears, and the disdain in her eyes disappeared at this time.

This song feels much better than the previous one, but I don't know if there will be a sudden change in music next.

Liu Jing listened quietly, her expression extremely focused.

"If you ask me how much I love you, how much I love you, my love is true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart......"

Why does this sound so soft and delicate? Rao is the queen of her love songs, known for these two points, but in front of the woman who sings this song, she is also willing to bow down. A faint sense of loss rose in Liu Jing's heart, and after that, her face suddenly covered with horror, and she lost her voice: "No, this is not sung by a woman, this is sung by Han Shuo!" Han Shuo's singing level is actually so high? How come I never found out before? ”

As she listened, she didn't care who sang the song, because the melancholy in the melody had soaked her up and made her more and more immersed in it.

Suddenly, it seemed as if a musical note had stirred her heart, and she burst into tears, as she remembered her lover who was abroad at this time.

People say that time and distance are the killers of love, and she will be suspicious at first, but later as the opportunities for the two to meet are less and less, and the time for talking is getting less and less, there is gradually a gap between the two, and she is also confused about the future of the two.

But in the melody of this song, those barriers that shouldn't have been created dissolve in an instant. The moon represents his heart, and every night, his love for himself falls on her heart with a faint moonlight. This love, across distance, across time!

After a song, Liu Hui no longer followed the trend and thought that Han Shuo was a cancer in the industry. There is a certain reason why his songs are widely loved by the people, but her peers think that his songs are vulgar because of this, which lowers the level of domestic sound. She blushes just thinking about it!

She dared to say that with just this song, those people would no longer dare to deny Han Shuo's attainments in music.

And Han Shuo is obviously able to produce very professional songs, but he is not afraid of scolding in the industry and caters to the masses of the people, how noble is this kind of morality?

It can be said that he is the people's artist!

……

Jade Dragon Square.

A woman and two men stood facing each other, and they were surrounded by people, who looked at the three of them with the excitement on their faces, and some of them were even whistling.

It turned out that these two men were vying to confess to this girl.

The one on the left is a rich and handsome man in a white shirt, exuding an aristocratic arrogance from head to toe, and the audience has the highest voice for him.

The one on the right was dwarfed, ordinary-looking, and dressed in extremely ordinary clothes, and even saw so many people looking at them with a restrained look on his face.

Gao Fushuai looked at the rival beside him with contempt, I really don't know how a person like him could have the courage to stand in front of him. Then, he took out his crazy phone, turned the music to accompaniment mode, and then cleared his throat a little and began to sing along with the rhythm.

"I would like to turn into a butterfly with you, not bound by the world, and fly outside the world......"

Gao Fushuai has a talent for singing, after all, he has been circling among the flowers all the year round, and he must have a ability to attract bees and butterflies. Otherwise, it would be too unsentimental to attract those girls only by wealth and appearance.

The people around who watched the excitement didn't expect this rich and handsome singing level to be so high, and for a while, the applause was thunderous.

Gao Fushuai looked at the people around him, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of pride, and then looked directly into the girl's eyes affectionately, and said solemnly: "This song "Turning Butterfly" is dedicated to the beautiful lady Gao Tian!" ”

The people around him even squeezed their eyebrows and shouted, "Together!" Together! ”

The girl lowered her head shyly, but before that, she still looked at the boy with a restrained look full of anticipation.

Gao Fushuai naturally saw the girl's small action, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, turned around and looked at the rival beside him condescendingly, and said provocatively: "I don't know what this little brother will sing?" Don't worry, even if you can't sing, you can hum a word, everyone says yes. ”

He said this to let this girl see how cowardly and humble this man is. See if she dares to be with that boy in front of so many people.

The people around him also cooperated and mocked:

"Khan! Can this guy sing? ”

"It's true that I don't look like a singing person."

"It's hard to say, maybe I'll sing an Internet divine comedy, such as "Nervous" or something, and the audience will be thundered!"

"Forget it, Internet Divine Comedy, we people with taste are really not moving! I said, this rich and handsome guy, you can just take this Gao Tian lady's hand and leave, you two are a match made in heaven! ”